Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 538 It's My Own Issue

"What is the reason then? Is it because other conditions are not good? If a raise doesn't work, how about a promotion?"

Emily truly didn't understand what was going on.

"Do you have any other requests? Just say them."

Emily pursed her lips, unsure if it was her own misconception, but even though Nathan's tone sounded very calm and normal, she could feel his urgency from his increasingly numerous questions. Urgency?

Because she was resigning?

The thought just flickered through Emily's mind and was quickly dismissed by herself.

Impossible, the corporation was not lacking in talent.

They could easily replace someone to replace her and take her position.

Aside from being hardworking and willing, she seemed to have no other advantages. The talent market was full of people; as soon as she left, someone else would immediately fill her position.

This thought circled in her mind, and Emily quickly came to her senses. She had really been overthinking-how could Mr. Powell possibly be reluctant to let her go?

Even if he were reluctant, it would probably be because he would miss having someone to exploit, right?

With this thought, Emily came back to reality and said softly, "Mr. Powell, that's not it."

There was a pause on the other end, followed by silence.

"The treatment I've received from the company has been very good, the best I've had in my years of working."

Although work was sometimes really busy, with him occasionally asking her to go on business trips and to work overtime, when it came to salary, he had never shortchanged her. Also, expenses incurred due to work were reimbursed upon his direct signature, and the quarterly and annual bonuses were very generous. The benefits during regular work hours were not bad either, including the afternoon tea which was never lacking.

In short, aside from vacations, she was treated better there than at any other company she had worked for.

But...

"If this is the best treatment you've ever received, why resign?"

There was a question Nathan didn't voice out loud. He wanted to ask if she was leaving because she had found a place where she would be treated even better?

If that was the case, of course, he could offer her a raise.

Emily hadn't expected her resignation to lead to these questions; she supposed it could be taken as a sign of his concern for her.

"Mr. Powell, it has nothing to do with the way I was treated at the company, it's my own issue."

After she said this, Nathan asked subconsciously, "What issue?"

Then, he seemed to realize that this question was a bit intrusive, as it involved her personal privacy.

And asking like this gave off the impression that he was trying to prying into her private life.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry into your private affairs, but if your personal issue is something the company can help with, maybe..."

Emily knew what he meant, and she still replied softly, "I know, Mr. Powell, you are not someone who would pry into others' lives, but my personal reason is not something the company can help with." At this point, if Nathan continued to ask, it would seem impolite.

The cool and upright man sat in his office, holding the phone in one hand, while in front of him lay a resignation report, applicant: Emily Jones.

Attached to the report was a photo, Emily's ID photo.

The girl in the ID photo had a clean face, a sweet smile, and bright eyes. The photo seemed to be taken many years ago, as the girl in it still had a sense of innocence.

He looked at the photo of the girl in front of him, then thought back to the years she had spent running around for the company; his thin lips tightened slightly, and he asked once more.

"Are you sure you want to resign?"

"Yes."

The girl's voice came through from the other side of the phone, firm in tone.

It seemed that she had truly made up her mind to leave the company.

"Okay, I understand. I will process the resignation report as soon as possible." "Thank you, Mr. Powell."

Nathan didn't hang up the phone; it seemed the girl was waiting for him to hang up first. After a while, realizing he hadn't taken the initiative to end the call, she asked with a hint of surprise, "Mr. Powell? Should I hang up now?" Her voice was tentative, and Nathan pursed his lips, seemingly on the verge of saying something. But when the words reached his lips, he found he couldn't speak a single one, only managing to utter a "Hmm" from his throat. The relief in her voice was palpable once she heard this, "Goodbye, Mr. Powell. Remember to approve my resignation."

She thanked him and then hung up the phone.

After listening to the busy tone coming from his phone, Nathan set it down and picked up the fountain pen that was resting on his desk.

When he had received this pen, there was a distant look in Nathan's eyes.

Just then, there was a knock at the office door.

"Come in."

His assistant entered, catching a glimpse of the resignation letter on Nathan's desk, showing a slight surprise.

"Mr. Powell, I see you've received the resignation letter."

The assistant had just been out on an errand and on his return, passed by the HR department and had overheard discussions about Emily's resignation. His face changed instantly, and he hurried upstairs to inform Mr. Powell, only to replace that the resignation letter had already been delivered to him.

And there was Mr. Powell, fountain pen in hand, ready to sign.

The assistant only took one look before saying, "I'll go replace her."

"No need," Nathan stopped him with a cold voice.

His tone made the assistant halt in his tracks, turning around to see Nathan signing his name on the approval section of the resignation letter.

The assistant was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Powell, you're approving it just like that? Aren't you going to... inquire about the situation?"

What on earth had happened in the few hours he'd been gone? How had things escalated to this point so suddenly?

Unfortunately, Nathan did not answer his question, instead handing over the signed resignation letter.

"Take it to the HR department."

Though the assistant was inwardly frustrated, he quickly took the resignation letter and then his gaze fell on the fountain pen in Nathan's hand.

The pen was pure black, its edges worn to a silvery white, clearly showing signs of discoloration and wear. It was quite old and battered.

This fountain pen was incongruous with Nathan's stature; it was mismatched.

After all, which company's CEO would use a pen that looked so worn?

But Nathan continued to use it, and the reason... probably only the assistant knew.

The pen was a gift from Emily.

During a project, Emily had worked tirelessly alongside Nathan and his assistant. When the project succeeded, she was awarded a substantial bonus.

Emily was delighted and used the bonus to buy gifts for him and Nathan.

However, after the purchase, she realized that Mr. Powell already had custom-made pens, and the one she bought was from a lesser-known brand. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to take the gift back, but Mr. Powell accepted it without hesitation.

"Thanks for the gift; I appreciate the thought."