Chapter Thirty Eight

XAVIER.

I couldn’t do or say anything as I watched her go, she left crying profusely and I was unable to do anything. I made the woman that I lov.... no that loves me cry and also called her a coquette. What was I thinking? I called her names that she isn’t, she was only with Benjamin because he saved her from some rapist and how I am speculating that she is going out with him, and she is also quitting from her job, both jobs. What am I going to tell Chelsea when she finds out her nanny left because of me. I sighed and went to my room.

A Week Later (Chelsea’s Birthday)

I walked inside her room and saw her still sleeping on her bed. I sauntered towards her and sat on the bed.

“Good morning, angel.” I pecked her sleeping face, she stirred and groaned before opening her eyes.

“Happy birthday, love.” She got up with no enthusiasm for her birthday. The birthday spirit isn’t there, she’s sad I know, and I don’t know what to do.

“Happy birthday baby.” I repeated and didn’t