Chapter 7

• ANTHONY'S POV:
• It has been a week since Miss Natasha has been taking care of Beverly.
• My baby finds it hard to blend with new people I must confess but with Miss Natasha, it's quite different.
• Miss Natasha must be good with kids and it also seems like Miss Natasha is a good cook as well apart from taking care of kids. I enjoyed the breakfast she made the other day and hoping to eat more of her scrambled eggs. It taste homely....
• "Ma'am, you can't go into his office without his permission" I heard Samantha, my secretary telling someone from outside my office.
• "I am his damn wife and you have no right to stop me", that must be Jessica talking, what does she want this time.
• Few seconds later, she barged into my office and stood in front of my desk, looking annoyed.
• "Ant, you should make sure to warn that your God forsaken secretary to stay out of my way"...she shouted, pointing her finger towards the door.
• " but She is only doing her job",,,I replied back even though I can't remember instructing Sam to stop her from coming into my office.
• It is all for my good anyway.
• "What do you want Jessica?, I'm very busy as you can see",,,,I asked as I turned back to by computer.
• "Are you avoiding me Anthony?, "....She pouted. An action I should find very cute months ago but not anymore.
• "Don't tell me you don't want this",,, she said as she seductively expose one of her breast and began rubbing her nipple.
• "Jessica, don't you have the slightest bit of shame in you. This is my office for heaven's sake"....I warned.
• "but you use to fuck me so hard and right here on your desk, you wouldn't mind if that your bitch of secretary or anyone else should hear us. what changed?"....she asked moving towards my seat.
• "I can't believe you are asking this question Jessica." I unbelievably chuckled.
• "Well, if you must know, everything changed the moment I caught you fucking your Manager in our home, on our matrimonial bed or have you forgotten so soon?"....I fired back with much displeasure.
• "It was a mistake that should never have happened, and you don't know how I've repented for it".....she said as I saw a flash of remorse wash over her face.
• Of course, I am no fool to buy that.
• "Do this for Beverly. let's not fail our daughter and leave her traumatized over our differences Anthony"...she added
• "Don't fucking blackmail me by using our daughter Jessica, you fucking failed her not me",,, .I said sternly.
• "But you went out with Crystal too. She even told me you fucked her as well. So that means we are even, right?....She said as she crossed over to my chair wanting to grab me by the collar.
• Instead, I dodged. Immediately moving to the opposite side of the table....
• "I went out with Crystal after we annulled our marriage. my case is different and I am no longer committed to you so do not compare your sin with mine. ". I shouted.
• "Pls, leave my office. This conversation is taking longer time than I thought"....I ordered. I can't stand her anymore.
• "You can never erase me from your heart. It is mine and mine alone",,,she angrily said as she covered her exposed breast and storm out of my office but not without banging my door.
• she is right, my heart still belongs to her.
• I hate that she is right...
• I hate that she can do this to me and walk away with it.
• Shutting my computer, I immediately called Samantha over the office telephone .
• "Sam, cancel all my schedules for this evening, I will not be around"...I told her as I left the office through my personal elevator.
• AT THE CLUB....
• "Dude , you don't have to kill yourself over Jessica. it is not worth it"... Ethan my friend counselled me as I gulp another tequila shots.
• "You are stronger than this man and do not allow Jessica or whatever her name is to think she has right over you. Believe me , that's the impression you are giving her should in case she finds you fucked up like this"..... Lucas said as he concur to what Ethan has been saying at the other side of the couch.
• They are my friends more like my brothers.
• We started this unbreakable bond right from kindergarten.
• We correct, fight, and stand by each other should need arises.
• Ethan is a newly wedded groom, while Lucas is in a very serious relationship, well that's what he told us and we chose to stand by his word.
• After I left the office, I gave both of them a call asking them to meet me at our usual hangout.
• They arrived later at night but by then, I was already drunk and spent of which they know Jessica is behind my mood cause she is the only person that can do this to me.
• Since they've arrived, that has been the advise untill now.
• "Get up dude, it's time to go home"...Lucas said as he stood up and move towards me.
• "Come on, the night is still young. Let's stay a little bit more".....I tried convincing them.
• "No Bro, do you know what the time is?, Chloe will cut off my head"... Ethan said.
• "hey... hey dude, what are you trying to do?"...I clamor at Lucas who is attempting to pick me up in a bridal style.
• "Taking you to your car of course"... Lucas replied back. Both of them were meticulously looking at me as I can obviously see that they were trying hard not to laugh .
• "In a bridal style?"...I asked while exchanging looks between the both of them.
• "You both should know that I am someone's father and not a newly married bride. Treat me with some respect, please"...I playfully warned the two men.
• I stood up from the couch and began walking downstairs which is much more crowded and engaged than upstairs where we were.
• Music buzzing loud with most people dancing to the tune , few sitting and others making out.
• Getting pass through all these people is quite hard. Every lady is eager to dance with us.
• We walked outside to my car, where my driver was already waiting. Ethan opened the backdoor for me to step in and he closed it thereafter.
• "Rob, drive safe"...Lucas said to my driver as he drives off.
• NATASHA'S POV:
• "Dotty couldn't sleep.
• It was her first night in her new home"
• "Just like you Miss Natasha?, you couldn't sleep your first night in our home?"..,,,, little Beverly interrupted as I read her a bedtime story .
• "Yes little Beverly"...I agreed even though I was just lying in order to keep her interest tight up to the story.
• "You are missing your mummy?",,,,she further asked.
• "Yes Little Beverly".....I answered of which she gently stood up and knelt on her bed.
• "Do you need a hug to make you fwell better?...She asked, with her two shiny eyes staring piteously at me.
• "Yes little Beverly"...I answered as she moves to the edge of the bed where I was sitting.
• "Don't worry miss Beverly, you will be fwine"..she console me.
• Even though I am literally not missing my mum but somehow I am passing through a lot. I feel better through her comfort.
• I hugged her back and we stayed in that position for few minutes before I noticed that she has been limp.
• She has fallen asleep, I thought to myself .
• I laid her back on her bed and drew up her quilt to cover her.
• "Goodnight little Beverly"...I whispered to her as I kissed her goodnight.
• She is a very Beautiful girl and a cute soul at that.
• I thought she wouldn't like me at all and so will give me a hard time.
• But I was totally wrong, infact she showed me all her Disney toys and told me each of their names my first day with her.
• And I am grateful to God for that.....
• I am beginning to have this soft spot for her.
• Though I am still confused as to how she doesn't talk about her mum.
• It's late already, almost getting to midnight and Mr Anthony hasn't yet returned from the office. It seems like it will soon start raining. Even though He has been coming back pretty early but unlike today. Guess work must have held him back...
• I closed Beverly's windows and switched off the lights as I walked downstairs to wait for Mr Anthony.
• I laid on the sofa and played sub-way run on my phone.
• Hours later, having fallen asleep. I heard the door clicked.
• At first I was disoriented, so I stood up abruptly from the couch thinking it was an intruder.
• but seconds later, when I'm fully awake, I realize it was Mr Anthony and he was totally drenched from the rain.
• "Welcome Sir"...I greeted.
• "Miss Natasha, why ar...are you still uppp?"...he enquired.
• Why is his speech slurry as if he is drunk?..I asked myself.
• Then I observed that his hair is ruffled,
• first two buttons of his shirt open and one side is tucked in while the other is let loose which in contrast to the always smart looking Mr Anthony.
• It then dawn on me that...
• "Mr Anthony, are you...."
• of course, what are you saying Natasha, obviously he is not ok. ..
• the guy is drunk....I mentally reprove myself.
• "Mr Anthony, do you need help?"...I rephrased my sentence.
• "Don't you worry Miss Natasha, I don't need help. I can take care of myself"....he said as he continued walking to his room.
• I turned to watch him make his way upstairs but he missed a step, almost stumbled back which made me ran up to support him.
• He doesn't seem stable to climb the stairs all by himself, so I decided to help but on reaching to his door, I recall the instructions he gave pertaining his room. so I halt in my track to allow him continue the rest of the journey into his room but instead of going inside, he lean his head on the wall beside his door post as if he's expecting me to open the door for him.
• I gently turned the door handle....
• "Mr Anthony, you can go in"....I said.
• He stood still. Has he fallen asleep already?, I asked myself.
• "Mr Anthony?"....I shook him.
• "mmm, what is it Jessica. ...Let me sleep a little more"....he nagged.
• Jessica?...who is Jessica again?...
• it is not Crystal today but Jessica.....I thought.
• He looks very tired and will I say.. 'vulnerable?'
• "Goodnight Mr Anthony"...I wished him as I turn to go back to my room leaving him still standing outside his room.
• I walked into my room, even though my conscience is pricking me to go back and help him.
• seconds later, I opened my door again to peep outside and I am not surprise that he is still there standing.
• 'Natasha you can't be this wicked.
• You can't leave the man to sleep there.' my betterself fired at me.
• 'What do you want me to do, the guy clearly gave me an instruction not to enter his room'....I reprimanded my conscience.
• "Mr Anthony, please go to your "...I tiredly said of which I got silence as an answer.
• I quickly went back to him and gently kept his arm over my shoulder as I guided him to his room.
• on reaching his room with much difficulties, I dropped him on his bed.
• Then, bent down to help him pull off his shoes.
• "Mr Anthony, pull out your tie so you can feel free"...I advised.
• He stood up like a robot being controlled by a remote control and began pulling out his tie, even with his shirt and trousers too but all the while his eyes closed.
• I wanted to laugh but held back myself should in case, he remembers everything tomorrow.
• Atleast, he can manage with the wet underpants. I've tried.
• I picked the wet clothes and spread them on the couch that is close to his bed.
• "Goodnight Mr Anthony"...I said as I ran back to my room.