MiguelIt has been a week since the incident. Though my wife said she has forgiven me, I can tell she's always watching me as if waiting for me to take a misstep. I checked the time on my wristwatch. My wife said she has a surprise for me this evening, and I'm eager to get everything done, so I could spend the night with her, and get to know what the surprise she's talking about is. I glanced at the papers my director brought for a check. “What of the files I asked you to get ready? Are they set?” I asked as I read through the headings. “No, sir. There was an error in the first one. We are trying to correct the errors. I will send the completed ones to your email.” He replied in a tone that made it obvious he didn't wish to anger me. “Okay.'' I nodded as I checked the time on my wristwatch. It's remaining three hours before I return home. Jewel went to school after close to a month of necessary leave. She called earlier to complain about the workload she met on her resumption day

Miguel called out to me as he chased me, but I didn't stop. I ran past his secretary, to the elevator, and pressed the button. I slipped in, and it closed before he could catch up with me. Had he left his office at the same time I did, he would have caught up with me before I could leave. Nikki was the one I called, and she answered on the second ring. “What's wrong? Have you told him yet? What did he say? Was he thrilled?” She asked, sounding excited. “Where are you guys? Come and pick me up,” I said in a hasty tone as I counted the numbers. “We are nearby. But why do you need us to pick you up? Aren't you returning with your husband? Is he—” “Come and pick me up. There's something I need to do. It's time-sensitive.” “Ok—” I disconnected as I ran out of the elevator. I glanced towards his stairs before I dashed for the door, not mindful of the stares I got from his workers, who were probably wondering why I was running like a fool. Nikki and Star weren't around when I exite

“What are you doing here?” I narrowed my eyes at the person on the other side of the door.“Hello, Jewel. Is this how you treat a co-wife?” She smiled at me. “Don't tell me you are jealous. Are you?” She pursed her lips with a self-satisfied smile on her face.She's dressed in a black body con handless gown that made her breasts look like they were about to spill out should she so much as bend.“What are you doing here?” I narrowed my eyes at the shameless female. “Have you somehow lost your way?”“What else do you think I'm doing here?” She pursed her lips, “don't you think my baby should be near the father?” She asked as if it were the most obvious answer to my question.“Near the father, you said?” I scoffed, “aren't you a shameless little whore? Last I checked, you are not his wife, and neither are you a mistress. Why don't you take your stinking body back to where you came from, you whore.”Since I can't beat her as much as I would have loved to, I resorted to insults. At least I

I didn't bother calling Nikki over, to pick me up because I knew she will likely leave whatever she was doing when she gets the distress call. I'm not that wicked to separate get from her work just because I feel broken-hearted. I took a cab home and paid him with my credit card, grateful that he's one of the few taxis that pay through that method.Thankfully, Star wasn't back by the time I returned home, so I sneaked into my room. I kept on discreetly checking my phone, expecting to receive a call from my husband, begging me to forgive him because he didn't mean to accuse me. However, I got no call like that. I sat in my room throughout the day as my mind tried to replay what happened earlier. All through my walk from the office to the house, I tried to think of how everything went wrong.One minute, I was hurrying to his office to tell him of the good news, and the next minute, everything went tumbling down. It seemed like heaven was against me. “God.”Everything confused me.

I didn't go to school because my mind was filled with thoughts of my husband and the words he spoke to me last night. As much as I tried to, I couldn't forget the bite of those words. I stared into space as I tried not to think of it, but each minute, my mind kept on repeating those words as if it were trying to remind me of what a douche my husband is.I checked my phone as if I were expecting a call from him. But there was nothing. He didn't so much as send a message to me. I rolled on the bed and would have continued to think had it not been for my baby that decided it was time to eat. I slowly rose from the bed and walked out of my room, to get breakfast.“Aunt Star, your nephew wants to eat,” I cheerfully said when I entered the kitchen. Both Nikki and Star turned to look at me with puzzled expressions on their faces. The way they stared at me made it seem like they were wondering what was going on with me. “You're acting rather strange, Jewel. Could it be the pregnancy?” Sta