Eleanor Hollis instantly wasn’t pleased to hear this. What did they mean by saying she had done something that angered both gods and humans? "Don’t feel so wronged. Since divorcing that jerk Nathaniel Quinn, you’ve become more and more dramatic. It’s true, when you have a man pampering you, it’s different. Before, when no one pampered you, you handled all difficulties by yourself. I thought you were about to become an Iron Woman, but after meeting Hugo Quinn, you seem as fragile as a clay doll." They say those involved are confused, and onlookers see clearly. It turns out to be true. With Gloria Galloway pointing this out, Eleanor Hollis began to deeply reflect on herself. It did seem this way. After being with Hugo, she got used to being pampered. If something slightly displeased her, tears would well up in her eyes. A woman with a man pampering her really is different. She pouted, "But this isn’t my fault. I only take the pills because I don’t want to get pregnant. Now is simply not the best time to have a child. And because of this, he didn’t come home last night and hasn’t spoken to me this morning. I feel wronged, okay?" Seeing her with such a girlish demeanor, Gloria could only feel a shiver down her spine. This person had truly changed. "Then tell me, do you want to take the pills?" When it comes to others’ relationships, Gloria is always the straightforward one. Seeing Eleanor shake her head without any hesitation, Gloria scoffed. "Since you don’t want to take the pills, why don’t you discuss it with Hugo? Or do you feel he’s difficult to talk to and wouldn’t agree to use condoms? So you held back from saying anything. In your heart, what kind of character does Hugo have? If it were me, I’d be mad too. If my girlfriend kept secretly taking pills and I didn’t know, Eleanor, you two are a unit. When your body gets harmed, he’d be the one feeling even worse than you." Gloria stuffed a big bite of chicken into her mouth, then took a sip of juice. "I think Hugo probably hasn’t interacted with women much in the past few years, so he hasn’t thought about birth control, or maybe he’s thinking if you can conceive, you two would get married and raise the child together. Men’s thoughts are straightforward; they don’t have so many twists and turns. You need to explain your reasons clearly to him." Eleanor felt she had learned a profound lesson from this woman who had never been in love. She stared at the other incredulously. Gloria proudly lifted her head, using a napkin to wipe her mouth. "My theoretical knowledge is top-notch; I studied these things back in the day." Eleanor found it funny, slightly curling her lips. After finishing their meal, she returned to the top-floor office. Hugo’s office door was tightly shut. She hesitated for a long time before slowly knocking on the door. But after waiting a long time, there was no sound from inside. Lan Yancy came over from the side, placing a few new documents in her hands. "The CEO went to attend a conference at another company. He’ll be very busy for the next few days, and this is your task. Please try to finish it before the end of the workday." Eleanor glanced at the documents, slowly nodded, and returned to her seat, feeling downcast. Was he planning to avoid her forever? Until the afternoon, she finished processing the files. After seeing all the colleagues leave, she took out her phone and called Hugo. The two of them couldn’t continue ; they needed to talk it through. The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. Hugo didn’t speak, knowing it was her calling. He just signaled for everyone to quiet down and placed the phone to his ear. "Hey, where are you?" Eleanor couldn’t take the silence and spoke first. Hugo’s voice was cold, but his eyes had become gentle. Eleanor bit her lip, her fingertips fidgeting on the table. "Are you coming home tonight?" Hugo relaxed into his chair, waving away the drink someone handed to him. "Depends on my mood. Anything else?" Eleanor took a deep breath, clenching her fist tightly. "I want to talk to you, either now or when you get home tonight." Hugo’s mood improved, his lips even curling up, but his tone remained calm. With that word said, he hung up the phone. Julian Sterling offered another drink, casting a sidelong glance. "When did dining with us turn into socializing? Men lie so easily." Hugo ignored his teasing, slowly setting his glass down. "Can’t drink too much tonight, need to head back later." Julian felt an ominous pulse at his temple. He originally planned other engagements tonight, but hearing Hugo was in a bad mood, they thought of drinking together all night. But with that phone call, Hugo chickened out and planned to go home. "Go ahead, go ahead, smelling of love sickness." He waved his hand and set his glass down too. Hugo stood up, grabbing his jacket. "Let’s meet another day." If he returned home reeking of alcohol, Eleanor would definitely overthink it. That woman’s thought process was peculiar; she’d suspect he was involved with another woman. The private room lapsed into silence. Julian slowly lit a cigarette. Even though he complained about others reeking of love, deep down, he wished this reek of love was something he could experience, even if just for a short time. His silence prompted Jude Shaw and Evan Yancy to exchange a look, understanding he was likely lost in memories. Among them, only Jude had been able to live carefree until now. Evan nudged his leg, bringing a glass to his lips. "Actually, Jude is probably right. Maybe a girl like Gloria would suit you." Julian’s eyes reflected confusion before slowly smiling. "I don’t even know what kind of woman suits me, so how would you guys? Gloria, huh? She’s too noisy, makes my head hurt. But when I see her puffed-up cheeks, I can’t bear to get mad. Being with her would suffocate me." Evan raised an eyebrow, noting Julian’s reaction. This made him think even more that Gloria might be suitable, and perhaps an opportunity to set them up should be made. After Hugo left, he quickly got into his car. Arriving at the villa, he subconsciously sniffed for any trace of alcohol on him. Not detecting much, he entered the house. However, Eleanor hadn’t come back yet. Didn’t she say they should have a proper talk? Rushing home , yet not seeing even a shadow of her. Hugo frowned, contemplating whether to leave. Returning home so hastily might make him seem overly eager. But just as he rose, the living room door was pushed open, and Eleanor appeared at the doorway with a bouquet of roses in her arms.