Dinner

Adil.

I pushed the door to Becky’s office open and stormed in, I barged towards her table and slammed the table angrily,

“What this nonsense game you’re playing with me ?!” I growled, she relunctantly looked away from her laptop and looked up at me,

“Don’t you think it’s too early to constitute a nuisance here?!” She asked calmly, slowly reclining in her chair, it took me a whole lot of self control and respect for my late dad to restrict myself from reaching out and squeezing her neck in my grip,

“I told you to not involve My wife in any of this! You have a problem with me ?! Face me!” I growled, she smirked as she pushed her chair backwards and got up on her feet,

“What you don’t know is that your wife is the center of this!” She muttered as she gently walked away from behind her desk and walked up to me.

“Is this you confessing that you’ve attempted murder on my wife twice!” I yelled, she slowly wrapped her hand around her chest, her lips stretched into a small smile and she s