CHAPTER 45: THE MOTHERED

My smile fell just like how Eric's laugh faded and was turned into a gape of worry.

"Marie..." Eric uttered.

There's wrath in her eyes as she looks at us in anger, jealousy, and pain. Her fists are balled on her sides, her breathing is uneven, and her whole face turns red.

"Don't jump to conclusions, we were just talking," calmly uttered Eric as he stood up from his chair and approached his wife, who was glaring at me.

Standing up on my chair, I felt uneasy.

If eyes could kill, Marie had committed a bloody murder right now.

"Don't touch me," With so much enunciation, Marie uttered. Her gritting teeth made her already-defined jaw clench and boast.

She's tall, so tall that she's almost taller than Eric because of the three-inch heels she's wearing. With one kick from her, I'd be flying in the air without any wings to flap and fall dead.

"Who is that woman?"

"She's my new secretary," he simply answered the question, Eric had a deep sigh when Marie pushed him to the side and stomped her f