How much are you?

I watched him walk to the direction of his seat. While I was just standing in front of his table. I felt heavy when I first entered.

Everything had changed. Every corner of the office was different, contrary to what I think he hadn’t changed. Everything got more darker in tone. If previously there was a little more clear color to be seen, now it is pure dark. What remained constant was his name on his desk.

’Hugh Rockwell. CEO ’

I gulped when he sat and even put his feet above his table. Looking so chill while I’m the only one who’s bothered.

”What brings you here Mrs. Brook? ”

Am I the only one? Or does he really emphasize the abbreviation? He has this evil smile on his face that I badly want to wipe.

"Are you not with your husband?" he asked mockingly.

I couldn’t answer him. I remained standing there in front of him looking so miserable.

“Are you gonna speak or… should I ask you to leave too?”

I gritted my teeth because of the pain that slashed my heart. I still haven't answered h