Chapter 18
Chapter 18
Bealuring 1 was still there, Dexter quickly composed himself. “I need to take a call, something urgent from work,” he said, sounding calm..
Without waiting for my response, he moved to leave. Unfortunately, the balcony door was locked, and the key was in my hand. He tried turning the handle, bin the door wouldn’t budge
He looked at me, puzzled. “Sylvia, why did you lock the door?”
I replied. “Aren’t you supposed to take a call! Then take it here. If it’s work–related, I don’t see why I can’t listen in. Go ahead, put it on speaker. Let’s hear it together”
I was dying to know who was calling Dexter. After everything that happened with that woman today, I was practically seething with anger.
Dexter frowned but, after a moment’s hesitation, answered the call in front of me. “Hello, Tommie, I just got home.”
On the other end of the line. Tommie Parks’s familiar voice came through. “Mr. Cook, the client who signed the contract today just messaged us.
“They want to make some changes. Do you think you could come to the office now? It’d be best if we get it settled before tomorrow morning. We can’t keep the client waiting”
I never imagined, in my carefree indulgence, that Dexter had already become a vice president. Suddenly, Holly’s words hit me like a slap to the face -my head spun, and my chest tightened.
“I understand. I’ll head over now, Dexter said, his voice firm.
He hung up and turned to me. “Sylvia, I know it’s been hard with Mom’s illness, but you shouldn’t doubt me. No one could love you more than I do. “Im just going to take care of some work at the office, and I’ll be back later. Don’t wait up for dinner, just rest early after you finish cleaning up.”
I opened the door. “Okay.”
Watching Dexter leave, I stood there, lost in thought. “Have I misunderstood? His expression didn’t seem like someone rushing off for work… After a quick dinner, 1 bathed Juno and got him settled for bed.
Once he was asleep, I went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for tomorrow. I’d be staying at the hospital during the day, so I needed to get everything ready in advance,
When I walked into the kitchen. I noticed Kimberly had left a large bag of trash carelessly piled up, just about to be thrown away. I sighed, grabbed the bag, and went downstairs. Our building had started sorting garbage, so that wasn’t acceptable.
After the argument with Kimberly earlier, I didn’t want to stir up more trouble. I decided to just take care of it myself,
I threw out the trash, then took a shortcut through the small garden to get back home. The streetlights in the garden were broken, and the shadows were barely visible.
In the middle of that dimness, I suddenly heard Dexter’s voice.
“Don’t cry, I’ll come see you as soon as I have time. His tone was soft, almost affectionate. “Please understand, I’m still getting things in order. Once everything’s ready, I’ll bring you and the kid to join me*
He was on the phone, his voice so gentle that a chill ran down my spine.
“Love you,” he said, kissing the phone, his voice and tone so tender, like a lovesick teenager. I hardly recognized him anymore.
I held my breath and slowly moved closer to the source of the voice, hearing Dexter continue, “What did you expect? You spent 2,500 dollars today -how could she not notice? You’re really something else. You almost got caught. Naughty girl. I should spank you.
I felt sick to my stomach,
