50 Welcome back

"Father you wanted to see me?", I said to him letting those words hang in the air as a question. Nothing resembling love between a father and a daughter was in the air all that was left was coldness and bitterness.

"Come and sit", he said looking tensed. I have never seen him like this before even when our company was incurring heavy losses back to back. Even when he had a heart attack. He looked frail now and no more the intimidating man he once was. I almost felt pity for him.

"I hope you are not overworking yourself", I said the only concern that was eating me. I didn't want him to die in the office no matter what evil deeds he might have done he was still my father.

"I can't not work. I don't have a rich husband like you", he said. I watched him stupified. Was he serious? He thinks I was being lazy because of my rich husband. Does he even remember the insults that I got for helping him? Did he forget the threat he made to me and to the extent of almost firing me because I question