Feran felt it was his fault. He felt it would have been best if he had listened to his instinct earlier and went about 7pm to the company to give his wife, Laura a ride home instead of giving in to his flesh by deciding to rest for a while after he made dinner.Laura walked inside and met her parents having dinner in the dining room. She greeted them and went to freshen up before returning to the dining room and joining them for dinner."Mom, what's wrong?" Laura asked, noticing her mother's bad mood. Mitchel had a long face and was sluggishly eating her food. Feran standing some meters away by the dining room wondered what was wrong now.Getting no response from her mother, Mitchel, Laura glanced at her father who was staring at his wife in bewilderment and she proceeded to ask the question again, thinking her mother probably did not hear her."Mom…is everything alright…?""What will ever be right?!" Mitchel asked in a loud voice, startling them. "Is there a day that passes that some
Lucas took Laura to an exclusive restaurant and they ordered what they would want then it was served to them some minutes later."How's the food, Laura?" Lucas asked as he stared at Laura. Laura leaned and smiled. She didn't want him to really see right through her how badly she was enjoying the meal because she hasn't had such a tasty meal for a while now so she simply nodded."It's not bad, Lucas," she said."I'm glad you like the food," Lucas commended. Laura tried to keep her happiness within her. She had not tried to reject Lucas' request of taking her tonight for dinner because she had done some research about him and learnt Mark was right. He was a great investor of their business and she wanted to mingle with him hoping he would probably put a good word about her to her grandmother or better still, she'll be able to convince him to do that.Ma'am Miguel had not given her a great position in the company unlike Mark. Mark was the acting CEO of the company and he's been with that
Laura allowed Lucas to drop her at her home this time. She appreciated him once more for the dinner and the outfit he gifted her then watched as he drove off the driveway. She turned and walked up to the door with a smile.She held up her hand to knock at the door but stopped and thought about what Feran would say if he saw the outfit.He is likely to question her and she wasn't ready to give a long talk with him about it so she tucked the bag into her hand bag and knocked at the door.Pushing the door open as she grabbed the door knob, she walked in. When she closed the door behind and spun, she noticed her parents were not in the living room and guessed they might be preparing to go to bed a bit early today.She headed for her room. As she opened the door, she almost bumped into Feran who was coming out of the room in a haste."Laura, you're back?" Feran asked."Obviously. I am," Laura shrugged and her shoulder brushed past him as she walked into the room. Feran heaved a heavy sigh
A week later, Laura had just returned from the mall that Saturday morning. A national holiday was observed that day and that's why she hadn't gone to work and same with every worker in the country. She slumped on the sofa when she rolled her eyes to the door. The living room was quiet and she wondered where her mother could be at the moment. Feran had already left in the morning without clearly telling her where he was off to.Some few minutes later, Laura heard the doorbell rang and stood up then walked to the door. "Good afternoon, Ms Laura Miguel," A delivery guy in a recognized uniform said the minute Laura opened the door. "Good afternoon,how may I help you?" Laura inquired."I've got a package for you," the guy said and held up a small wrapped box. "Oh." Laura took it after signing and went back into the house. She unwrapped the box and hissed when she saw an invitation card inside."Gosh,I thought there was something nice in this box. Just an unneeded card," Laura mumbled to
Feran was greatly stunned by Laura's reaction. He never in his greatest imagination imagined that Laura would flare up by the simple question he had asked, wishing not to offend her. But thinking it over again, he considered himself to be blamed. "I could have just let her go in and freshen up instead of bombarding her with unimportant questions. I guess she felt irritated by the questions due to stress she had accumulated at the party," Feran said to himself and he thought it would be best to go into the room and sought an opportunity to apologize. When he walked into the room, he met Laura seated on the bed, taking off her shoes. She glanced at him and took off her ornaments. "L…Laura, I am…" Feran attempted to apologize but Laura ignored him and headed to the bathroom after grabbing her nightwear from the closet. He felt he deserved the attitude she was giving so he decided to wait for her. Laura walked out of the bathroom, clad in her nightgown and as before, Feran tried to a
Feran couldn't believe what the manager told him. So he asked the manager again in bewilderment. "M…my father's plan?" "Yes, sir. He said it was a plan to help you wake up from your slumber," the manager said reluctantly,nor wishing to offend Feran with his words in any way. "My slumber?" "Yes. And, I'm sorry but I had to prepare those documents and had it delivered to Laura because he ordered me to. I couldn't inform you sooner, sir. I'm sorry about that," the manager apologized. "It's okay," Feran simply said and hung up. He waited for a while for Laura to come out from the bathroom before heading out to get her dinner. "Hey, what happened to my precious daughter, Feran?" Mitchel asked when age walked into the kitchen and met him dishing out some food for Laura. "Nothing, mother. Laura just got stressed about work issues," Feran said. " 'Work issues?' What sort of issues?" Mitchel asked. Frank walked up to her from the dining room. "So this is where my dear wife is? Are you
Laura walked into her office and collapsed on her seat. She hung down her head, trying to forget a that had happened in the meeting at the conference room. She heard a knock on the door and lifted up her head to see her father, Frank walked in with a smile. "Hey, madam. What's with the sas expression on my daughter's face?" Frank asked, humorously as he walked up to her desk. "Dad, I'm fine," Laura simply said, tucking her hair in the back of her ears. Frank gave her a doubtful look. "Father, believe me, I'm certainly okay," Laura said, trying to make her father believe her instead of worrying about her. "Okay, then. I hope you don't think much about everything and just forget what your sisters, brothers and infact what every single person uttered in the conference room. Forget about it all, Laura," Frank said. Laura faked a smile and nodded. "Okay. I'm going back to my working place. See you later at home, dear," Frank said and waved at Laura then headed to the door. He pulled the
Feran stumbled upon hearing what Laura said. He was stunned to know that Laura could say she would think about divorcing him. He couldn't really believe what he had heard her say. Taking a few steps back as the was pulled open from the inside, his mother-in-law walked out and he fixed his gaze on the floor. "Were you eavesdropping on us?" Mitchel asked, suspecting Feran was by the way he acted and the shock expression he had on his face and was trying to hide from her. Feran gazed up at her and looked away without answering her question. With that, Mitchel confirmed that he must have likely overheard their discussion and maybe heard what Laura said too. To see him in a kind of strike dumb state made Mitchel inwardly happy but she went further to ask him a question to upset him more. "Did you hear what Laura said, then, Feran?" Feran flicked at his mother-in-law a stare and shook his head. Mitchel knew he was lying and smirked. "You're nothing, Feran. And you mean absolutely nothin