MICHAEL WEST'S JOURNEY FROM TORMENT TO TRIUMPH

THE CEO

With grandpa resting in his bedroom, Diana, Michael, Clara and Steven sat in the living room, eating part of the food grandpa had made.

‘I can’t believe you would start seeing another woman already, when the ink on our divorce paper has not dried up yet.’

Michael munched on the food that he was eating. He didn’t say anything

‘Didn’t you hear what she said? Can’t you answer her question?’

‘I didn’t hear a question there.’ Michael said. ‘It was only an accusation.’

‘Oh, mister smart ass. You are now playing the semantics game with us, aren’t you.’

Michael felt a surge of anger rise to his throat. He felt like expressing himself in front of them but kept his cool. They were on the dining table, sitting a little far off from him.

‘I am not playing any games with you. I am only stating the obvious.’ Then he turned to Clara. ‘I gave you my all. I only wanted you to be comfortable but you ended things with us abruptly. I begged but you wouldn’t listen to my pleas. So why are you vexed that S