As the rain poured down mercilessly, Mr. Ambrose, the boss, stood arrogantly on the sheltered porch, a cruel sneer twisting his lips. He gestured mockingly towards Xavier, whose soaked belongings lay scattered on the pavement."Well, well, well, what do we have here? Not so sharp-tongued now are ya?" Mr. Ambrose jeered, his voice dripping with disdain. "Seems like someone thought they could challenge me and win."Xavier stood before him, soaked to the bone and utterly defeated, his frustration evident in the tight clench of his jaw. He longed to retaliate, to tell his boss off, but the fear of losing his job held him back, chaining his tongue."Sir, please... I-I need this job," Xavier pleaded, his voice wavering as he reluctantly sank to his knees in the rain. "I can't afford to lose it. My wife... she'll be furious. This is the second job I've lost this month since losing my company. My marriage is crumbling, please."Mr. Ambrose scoffed, towering over Xavier with arms folded, relis
The next morning, Xavier woke up to find that he had fallen asleep on a chair. His neck ached and as he stretched, he searched for any sign that would tell him his wife had returned.He had waited for her in the living room throughout the day and until night but unfortunately, she hadn't returned even with all the missed calls he had given her."Where could she have gone? What did I say that kept her out this long?" Xavier sighed.With no other choice left, Xavier set out for her parents' lavish estate, hoping for answers.As Xavier took a cab to Kelanie's parents' estate with the last cash he had at hand, his mind raced with possibilities. What could have prompted Kelanie's sudden departure for this long? Was it something he said or did? Or perhaps something entirely unrelated to him? Or maybe she is just so fed up with him that she doesn't want to sleep under the same roof as him?Arriving at the grand gates, Xavier hesitated for a moment before pushing the button at the side.Afte
Xavier, with his eyes shut in sleep, felt a light tapping on his arm. He rolled over to face the other side of the couch he had fallen asleep on but started feeling a tug instead. He squinted his eyes and looked behind him only to find his wife sitting on the same couch and holding his job applications in her hand.Xavier sat up immediately, looking shocked to see her and partially wondering if it was a dream."Kelanie? You're... You're here?" he asked in disbelief, sorry written all over her face as she nodded quietly."About those papers... I tried. I tried my best to look for a proper job throughout yesterday but..." In the middle of Xavier's words, Kelanie rushed to hug him, cutting off his words in the process.Kelanie's sudden embrace caught Xavier off guard, but he reciprocated, wrapping his arms around her tightly. "Did something bad happen? Why the hug all of a sudden? Are you alright?" to say Xavier was confused was, to say the least. Kelanie had never behaved this way wit
As the morning light filtered through the curtains, Xavier stirred from his sleep, the remnants of dreams fading as reality seeped in. The muffled sound of his wife's voice reached his ears, tinged with an edge of nervousness that pricked at his senses. With a yawn, Xavier rolled out of bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes before padding towards the source of the conversation.Kelanie's hushed tones ceased abruptly as he entered the room, a guilty expression flitting across her features which she hurriedly turned into an innocent smile as she quickly terminated the call. "Good morning, love." Kelanie greeted Xavier as she rushed to hug him, "How was your night?""So yesterday wasn't a dream? It happened that my wife took care of me?" Xavier joked only to get a small pinch on his ear from Kelanie, hearing her giggle as well."You haven't answered my question," she said, leaning left and right with the hug and forcing Xavier to go along with it."Wonderful, I slept next to my beautif
As Xavier fumbled with the new clothes, hastily trying to put them on before the butler returned, the door creaked open, and the butler's presence made him instinctively shield himself."Sir, you're needed in the kitchen," the butler stated matter-of-factly before promptly shutting the door behind him.Stunned by the unusual request, Xavier couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. He wanted to tell the butler that he didn't have any time for this. He is a secretary. What concerns him with the work done in the kitchen? Nothing that has happened so far made any sense to him.Xavier made his way to the kitchen as he was told, his mind racing with questions and suspicions. As he entered the bustling room, he noticed an air of tension among the staff. "Why are they looking at me like that? Is there something in my face?" he thought to himself as he walked passed them, ignoring the curious glances directed his way. Xavier approached the head chef, who seemed to be in the m
Xavier stood face to face with the butler, his heart pounding with a mixture of confusion and apprehension. The butler's stoic demeanor was enough to send a chill down Xavier's spine, but it was his intense tone that truly unnerved him.'You cannot leave.' the words echoed in Xavier's thoughts. What exactly was that supposed to mean? Xavier looked shockingly at the butler as he demanded answers. "Why?" he pleaded, but the butler's lips remained sealed, citing his position."You cannot leave," the butler repeated, his voice low and commanding, the words hanging heavy in the air like an ominous warning.Xavier's mind raced, trying to make sense of the cryptic statement. Why was he being detained? What had he done to warrant such confinement? The questions swirled in his mind, but the butler remained frustratingly silent."Why?" Xavier demanded once again, his voice tinged with desperation. He searched the butler's impassive face for any sign of explanation but found none.Frustration b
The morning light filtered weakly through the curtains as Xavier sat on the edge of his bed, trying to collect the shattered pieces of his world. He refused to come out to work that day.His phone lay dead in his hand, drained from countless calls to his wife, each one met with silence or dismissal.As he sat there lost in his thoughts, the door creaked open, and his boss stepped in, his presence an unwelcome intrusion. The concern in his eyes clashed with the cold aura that surrounded him, leaving Xavier unsure of what to make of the man before him."Are you alright?" the old man inquired, his voice a thin thread in the suffocating silence.Xavier's gaze remained fixed on some distant point, his mind reeling with questions and disbelief. Finally, Xavier found his voice, though it trembled with emotion. "How could you do this?"The boss's silence was damning, but eventually, he offered a confession that sent a chill down Xavier's spine. "I thought you knew. No one signs these things
As Xavier returned to the mansion with the guards, a heavy sadness weighed on him, making each step feel like a burden. His heart raced as he replayed the events in his mind. Despite the grandeur of the mansion, it felt empty, void of the warmth he craved.Xavier's grip tightened on his phone as his new friend, Henry, one of the guards who tried to comfort him today, walked into his room."Are you okay, Xavier?" Henry asked softly, concern etched in his features as he glanced at Xavier's tense posture.Xavier's throat felt tight as he struggled to find words, the betrayal still raw in his mind. "How could I be? At first, I thought she only sold me. Today, I found out from her parents that she divorced me. Still, today she was nowhere to be found. I don't know what to do," he admitted, his voice barely audible.Henry sighed, placing a comforting hand on Xavier's shoulder. "It's going to be okay," he reassured him."I just want to see her again. I want to hear her side of the story. Wh