I want you to go to hell!” Ms. Teresa's scream was now echoing through the store. “You belong in hell.”Sarah, despite the harsh words being thrown towards her had a glimmer of pity on her. She must have been lying about finding a new job, she reasoned. She only needs help.Any company who dared make the mistake of hiring her would bite their fingers in regret. Perhaps she should not trade her harsh words with harshness but instead with kindness.“Ms. Tulith, I understand that you blame me for losing your job. I accept the blame and I take responsibility. I promise that I will help you secure a new job before the end of the month if you don't mind.”Sarah didn't know how she was going to fulfil that promise. She had just lost her job in the most humiliating manner herself but she didn't want to suffer another embarrassment. She had better accept the offer and move on.“How could you possibly offer me a new job when you are jobless? Or do you think there is anyone who would save you? Y
The cashier inserted the card into the machine but it was still the same notification.The cashier got angry and threw the card at Sarah. “What nonsense! Are you trying to play a prank on me? We don't need poor people in this store. Broke people and audacity - we will never see the end of it.”The card ricocheted off Sarah’s face and straight to the ground at the same moment that Ms. Teresa was walking toward the cashier.Ms. Teresa saw the card on the floor and snickered naughtily, her lips curled in a scornful manner. “Hahaha, are you so broke that you can't afford a couple of wipes and creams? Hahaha, I was right after all. You are so useless.”“Honestly, you shouldn't have divorced Paul because both of you belong to the same league - your poverty is stinking.”Sarah bowed her head in shame. What a day it had been for her. Will the trouble ever end? Will she ever find peace again?Paul walked boldly toward the cashier. “You didn't have to talk to her rudely. She only had an issue w
“Boss, I have found the name and contact phone number of the manager. I have texted them to your phone. Should I call him on your behalf or do you want to text him instead?” Mr. Lewis asked on the phone.“No, I will do that myself,” Paul responded and proceeded to call the manager of cornerstone store.“What exactly is your name?” Paul asked the cashier pointing towards him.“Cephas is my name,” the cashier responded hesitantly. He was eager to see what trick the pauper was going to pull out. At the end of the day, he would go home with a slave. He thought about how much he was going to maltreat Paul when he fails to pull off his useless trick. His suffering at the hands of his ex in-laws would be the least of his misery by the time he labored under his roof. There were enough people there to serve as witnesses.“Alright Mr. Cephas. Hold on a bit,” Paul said as his phone vibrated. He was reaching onto Mr. Jones, the manager of the store.“Hello Mr. Jones,” Paul greeted. “I am sure yo
"Eww, what a disgusting thing she is going to do.”“Is she really going to eat from the trash can like a dog.”“What has she gotten herself into?”“It serves her right. A sane woman should not insult her fellow woman with a pregnancy situation. No one should ever say those disgusting things that she told the other woman.”“I think I am going to have fun watching this. It serves her right.”The rush of noise from the crowd filled the air. They covered their noses in disgust as Ms. Teresa walked toward the trashcan.“Is there something we can do about this? We could renegotiate our deal so that I don't have to be humiliated in this manner,” Begged Ms. Teresa, her hands clasped together as her body conveyed regret.“Do it bitch! You got yourself into this mess, so you have to face the consequences yourself,” a voice from the crowd yelled toward Ms. Teresa.“Ugly bitch, I want to see you eat from the trash like a dog,” another male teenager shouted from the crowd.The intimidating voices
Sarah Winston was tired and worn out already. She had gone through a whole lot in just one day.She left the store without having any further discussion with Paul - she had seen enough of him and wasn't sure if he still had it in mind to humiliate her some more.Now, she had to face her family. The same family that had betrayed her for leaking their secrets.Her phone soon rang out in her bag. She was too tired to do anything - not even to pick her call. She walked in the streets alone instead of boarding a taxi because she wanted to feel the fresh air - she wanted the fresh air to sink inside her brain. Perhaps that would help her make more sense of how cruel her family had treated her.She finally picked up the phone before it rang out. “Hello, Mrs. Winston. It's me, Rico, the gardener of your family manor. I know it is weird that I am calling you but I think you should avoid coming for the family meeting if it is possible to avoid it.”Sarah raised her eyebrow in wonder. “Why do sa
Sarah felt a deep sadness as the harsh words hit her and her chest tightened. “If you all feel that I betrayed you. I promise, I didn’t. You all would have done the same if you were in my shoes,” Sarah defended herself, her voice breaking with agony.“Really? I doubt I would betray my family like that. We are all in trouble because of what you released to the press. How dare you tell them that we forced Paul to sign a divorce agreement with you,” Frank Winston’s face was contorted with rage as he slammed the table loudly prompting a simultaneous startle among those seated close to him.“You even have the guts to write a statement to the press to confirm your stupid confessions. Can't you see how Jude was hesitant to give information? Why can't you be smart enough to do the same?”There was definitely a pressure building inside of Frank as those words came out of his mouth.“You also had the guts to tell the whole world that we framed Paul for a Ponzi scheme. You think you can exonera
“Just say that you want to get back with Paul. You still miss your ex, don't you?” Janet’s cheek flushed with spite and her body language was arrogant as she spewed those words. “Aww, such a shame. I always knew you both were the best match. Poverty thrives well with delusion and you are the proper Ms. Delusional.”Sarah ignored Janet again. She knew that Janet’s aim was to get into her nerves. She wouldn't give her that privilege.“You know. I am beginning to wonder how a woman could have such poor taste in men. Are you really that bad?” Janet continued, her expression remained smug. “I am beginning to wonder if that child in your belly is Jude’s or Paul.”“Shut up!” Sarah snapped, her body ablaze with fury this time. Janet sure knew how to get to her nerves. “I will squeeze you to death if you insult me again.”“You really want to kill your sister?” Lady Winston entered the conversation. “How wicked of you, Sarah. How wicked!”“Mum, I am sure that you saw how she insulted me all the
“Well…” Miriam paused a bit before answering but was stopped in her tracks when a vehicle driving past splashed water on both Paul and Miriam, leaving their clothes messed up.It was a rainy day but at the time it happened, there was only a drizzle enough for people to walk about without having to use umbrellas.“Damn!” Miriam exclaimed. She was soaked to the bone and her clothes were drenched with the splashing water. She seemed to have suffered more from the incident compared to Paul who only had the side of his pants stained with water.The mud water even reached her neck area, leaving her completely disoriented.“What the hell! Why don't you watch where you are going,” Paul raised his voice toward the man who was driving.Macaulay, the man driving, parked his expensive car to a corner and alighted to access the situation. “So sorry darling. I didn't know that I had stepped into a ditch,” he wrung his hands apologetically.Paul was still visibly upset. “You should watch where you