Three weeks later…Going through the documents Divah had submitted to him earlier, Jonathan had his whole attention on it as he tried to comprehend its content. Working at Blue Net gave him a lot of exposure that he never thought existed thereby challenging him to give in his all. “Sir, you have a phone call.” Divah interrupted his solitude, poking her head into his office. “Take the call, I need to concentrate.” He said, not bothering to look in her direction for even a minute. “It's from Mr. Gray, he sounded urgent a while ago.” Rolling his eyes, Jonathan pushed his chair backwards as he pulled out his phone from his pocket. Waving the device in front of her, he said, “I will call him from here.” “Okay sir.” She replied and then scurried off. Standing behind the window with a hand tucked in his pocket, Jonathan allowed his eyes to roam around his vicinity as he waited for the lines to connect. Immediately it did, he stood upright, “Father, is there an issue?” He asked, his b
For the remaining minutes to the end of dinner, no one said a word to the other as they focused on their food. Jonathan was the first to leave the table, followed by Raiden who ran after him.Grabbing him by the cuff of his shirt, he shoved him roughly on the wall, “You think you are smart huh!” He snarled, his eyes reddened in anger. “I have no idea what you are talking about.” Jonathan replied calmly. He wouldn't want to exchange fists with him for whatever reason. “You went behind us and struck a deal with father.” He pushed him aside and still fuming with anger, he began to pace to and fro as he clenched and unclenched his fists. Pushing his hand forward, he wanted to send his fist into Jonathan's face but he was quick to duck before he got hit. Surprised at his speed, Raiden attempted his earlier action for the second time but the result was still the same. “I can see you have grown big.” He laughed, rubbing his palms as an evil grin appeared on his lips. “Believe me when
The next morning, Jonathan was dressed in casual clothes since he wasn't going to the Blue Net, rather, he was going to resume as a janitor in the shopping mall. Solomon had ensured that everything he needed was put in place and also informed the head of the janitor's. When he arrived, with the aid of the description Solomon had given to him, Jonathan was able to locate the store. “Good morning, I'm supposed to resume today.” He was speaking to the lady who was in charge of the store house. In front of her was a laptop which she was scrolling through as she sipped from her cup of coffee. When she didn't respond to Jonathan's words, he repeated himself a few more times until she slammed her fist against the table, glaring angrily at him. “Can't you see I’m busy?” She scoffed, rolling her eyes at him.“I'm sorry ma’am.” He quickly apologized as he stepped backwards with his head bowed. Since Solomon was the one who had put a word for him, he wasn't expecting her reaction but neve
“Am I speaking with Mr. Gray?” A masculine voice asked at the other end of the call.“Yes please!!" Jonathan responded with an enquiring tone.“I'm afraid you need to come to the hospital right now. This is Dr. Solomon speaking, your wife was admitted a few hours ago and it is very urgent, she has hospitalisation bills that needs to be sorted out, so your presence is needed right now." The voice said with a hint of urgency.A feeling of fear and agitation flushed through him and he spoke to the doctor in a stutter, “My wife? How come?"Jonathan was very sure he left her at home that morning, hale and hearty. She had held his hands and hugged him warmly before he left for work.“Doctor, is my wife okay?" Jonathan went on to ask.His palms are already getting sweaty. “First of all you need to calm down, and then come over to the hospital. That best answers your question.” the doctor added.Jonathan hung up the call that moment, walking out of the office to the hallways in fast strides.
Seeing the evidence right in front of her, Sarah knew she had been caught.Her eyes were suddenly filled with tears as she tried to cover up the truth. "Jon, please. I’m sorry. It’s not what you think. Please forgive me."But Jonathan's resolve was firm. "We’re done, Sarah. I want a divorce, there is nothing you or anybody would say that would change that." “ What about Hazel? If we get divorce, how do you intend to take care of her?” Sarah was trying to use their daughter to threaten Jonathan.Just then, his phone rang. It was their daughter, Hazel. Without another word, he turned on his heel and left the hospital, ignoring Emily’s desperate, threatening words.Jonathan's hands were still shaking as he drove away from the hospital. Sarah's pleas echoed in his mind, but he forced himself to stay firm. She had betrayed him, and he couldn’t forgive her for that.His phone rang again, breaking his thoughts. It was their daughter, Hazel. "Daddy, when are you coming home?" she asked, her
"Rich Daddy." The phrase reverberated ceaselessly in Jonathan's thoughts. His wife had implanted such erroneous ideas in their daughter's mind, and the rage it incited within him was beyond measure. The notion that his daughter had been so deeply influenced by her mother's fabrications fueled a fire of frustration and helplessness that he struggled to contain.That night, Jonathan stood at the doorway, gazing at his beautiful daughter as she slept soundly. She had refused to speak to him earlier, their argument still fresh in her mind, and it was only in the early hours of the morning that she finally succumbed to sleep. Jonathan felt a pang of sadness as he watched her peaceful slumber, wishing he could bridge the growing chasm between them.He paced around Hazel's room for a few moments, his heart heavy with turmoil. He leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, a small gesture of love and regret, before quietly leaving her to her dreams.Heading toward the living room
Jonathan's heart sank as his wife's voice echoed through the spacious living room. She stood in front of him, her lips curling into a mocking smile as she reminded him once again."Don't forget, Jonathan, the land and the house are in my name. A little pre-marriage gift from you, remember? You built this house for me with your own hands."She laughed in a mocking manner.Each word she spoke felt like a dagger twisted into his heart. He had poured his sweat, blood, and love into constructing this home, believing it would be their sanctuary. Now, the very walls that once symbolised their shared dreams seemed to mock him. The thought of his wife living there with her lover was almost too much to bear. It wasn't just about the property; it was about the betrayal, the loss of everything he had worked so hard for.Jonathan laughed so much that tears gathered in his eyes. The lawyer who had already settled himself on the sofa urged him to sign the divorce agreement quickly. "Let's get thi
CHAPTER FIVEThe atmosphere in the living room was tensed up as Jonathan stood across his wife and Williams, the lawyer. Hazel's appearance had halted the argument.Jonathan looked at his daughter, small and innocent. He knew discussing about divorce in front of his daughter could have an emotional impact on her and hurt her. He was unwilling to do that. So he took a deep breath and reached out to his daughter. He opened his arms, ready to comfort her with a hug but before he could move, she looked at him, then looked at Williams the lawyer and finally her gaze settled on her mother.There was a moment of hesitation on Hazel's face, but then, to Jonathan's surprise, his daughter ran towards the lawyer, wrapping her small arms around his legs. "Daddy!" she cried out, her voice filled with joy. Hazel remembered this uncle who often came to her house, he would buy her many toys and her mother told her to call him "Daddy". She also didn't forget he got her the expensive Barbie doll for h