“Mom!” Dora screams first.
The children sprung to their feet and dashed up to me, calling out, “Mom!”
“Mom!”
“Mom!”
“Mom!”
“Mom!”
The children were crying as they fled.
“Run slowly!”
I had to force myself to go ahead quickly.
The children rushed up to me and leaped into my arms in succession. I lowered myself to the ground and questioned him in a squatting position, “… why do you sit here and don’t play or go back?”
“We’re waiting for mom!”
Duke hopped up onto my shoulder and tried his best to fight back the tears that were welling up in his eyes.
“We have been excellent!”
Dora stated bitterly.
“We’re not going to weep!”
Doris expressed it in a pathetic manner.
“We didn’t weep…” Debbie’s eyes were filled with tears that kept welling up and may fall at any moment.
“Well…” Dylan curled up in the crook of his arm as well, with both of his hands on my clothing.
My veins are bursting with blood, and my heart is pounding.
“Mom worked overtime. She left work earlier than usual to come meet you.” I’m sure Susan is trying to find an explanation.
I glanced up and saw Susan arriving.
“They insisted on remaining seated in this location while they awaited your arrival. Fortunately, you’re back.”
I just nodded and was silent otherwise. My focus shifted to the children who were laying on top of me.
When I saw the garments they were clinging to, a string in my heart was moved because the clothes they were clinging to were Sean Matthews’ clothes. When I saw the clothes they were clinging to, I was affected.
The children had a bath in the evening and then went to sleep, their bellies bloated and puffy from the food they had eaten earlier.
I sat near tatami kept staring at them.
Susan said that while they knew you were there, “they slept like babies.”
“I’m sorry…” I have a guilty feeling.
“This is not the outcome you were hoping for. You can’t come back because that man won’t let you go.”
I asked, “do you know where I am?”
I haven’t told her yet!
“I called you and he said he was the housekeeper of Mr. Matthews.”
Susan said.
My mind immediately goes to the phone call. It was replied by Fred Moore.
It is reasonable to assume that Fred Moore responded to Kathy Owen’s call as well.
Why did he answer my phone when he wasn’t authorized to do so?
Who asked him to do it if not Sean Matthews?
“There is no need for concern on your part.
You didn’t come back, I knew you were there.”
Susan said, “I’ll take care of the kids.”
I turned to look at Susan and had the want to say something, but I couldn’t say anything because Sean Matthews’s influence was too great. To him, I was little more than an ant, and i believed Sean Matthews was more than capable of crushing me to death.
It is no longer possible for me to achieve independence.
“Yes, Susan, I am aware. Thank you.”
“If you say it again, I’ll be furious.”
It made me grin. “You’re right, I won’t make that mistake again.”
The next day, before I headed to work, I stopped by the pharmacy first.
I went out and purchased emergency contraception, which I used even before I started to feel better.
The fecundity of Sean Matthews is so horrible that I can’t even begin to contemplate what would happen if I end myself pregnant again!
When Kathy Owen saw me go into the office, she immediately gave me the eye-rolling gesture. “Did you go to the office today? I thought you resigned! What exactly did you think I was?”
“I am so sorry, but this is entirely my fault. I will never respond to you again!”
“The phone was answered by a male. Who?” Kathy Owen shifted her mentality and put in the request.
I believed that Fred Moore was telling the truth when he said “it’s me… Uncle.”
“Uncle? uncle calls Ms. Davis?”
“… nominal uncle.”
Itchy throat.
Kathy Owen remarked, “I really hope you’ll let me know in advance. Is it possible for this firm to find someone as rambunctious as you still? It’s a lot simpler to get things done when you have someone to back you up.”
“I am so very sorry!”
“In only a few more days, the recording session will be over. Don’t fail to come through for me at the most important time.” Kathy Owen said.
“You can count on me.”
Kathy Owen glanced at me. “How did you get your hair down?”
My hair is normally pulled back when I arrive to the firm. Now Kathy Owen feels strange when I put it down.
“Well… I’ve noticed that my neck has been becoming cold lately, so I took it off.”
I created an excuse.
I am unable to pull my hair back.
The back of the neck is covered with both deep and superficial scratches that were made by Sean Matthews’s gnawing, which is something that will most certainly make people suspect.
Therefore, there is no other way to conceal it than this.
This afternoon is going to be quite hectic for me. After all, the debut is scheduled for this coming Friday. Since everyone has been so busy for such a long time, there is still a great deal of anxiety around the ratings.
Together with Kathy Owen, I made the first pitch for this idea. If the ratings are low, Nicole Stewart will make fun of Kathy Owen, and if the ratings are great, we will have a stronger voice in the firm, which will be extremely beneficial for me.
I didn’t leave the workplace until ten o’clock in the evening after being there all day.
I was tossing and turning all night with Sean Matthews, and I worked day and night. At this moment, I just want to go back to bed early.