"It's quite late aren't you going home?" Brian asked as he entered the room. "It's late?" Xavier asked his eyes looking to the fancy wall clock on his office window. He saw it was past office hours. Before he became comfortable with Jessica he had always stayed at the office long past working hours because he had always been a major workaholic as usual. When it seemed as if they were now getting along he left the office before working hours. But now that they had something that looked like a falling out he did not want to go home to face her. His assistant and Secretary had now gotten used to going home early. She called Brian to tell him that Xavier was going past working hours that day and something was up. "The CEO has no closing time" Xavier murmured as he immersed himself in his work not raising his eyes. "Is something up?" Brian asked. He knew his friend quite well and it was obvious something was up. Since he came into the office earlier than usual he buried himself in a
Xavier finds himself drunk. Brian took Xavier to the bar with the hope of getting him drunk and making him spill the reason he was like that. Leslie had told her husband that Jessica had been out of it for the entire day and was refusing to tell her what was wrong. "Life is unfair" Xavier slurred. It was a rare occurrence to see him drunk. He held his liquor very well but he had ordered the strongest drink there. He took a couple of cups before he could not sit up straight any longer. "How so?"Brian felt a little tipsy but it was only because he tried to catch up with Xavier as he drank and also tried to space himself because of carrying the drunk man home. "Many things don't go according to plan and everything is hard" he continued with a slur and ended with a hiccup. "Yeah no kidding, how else can life be for the richest man in the city" Brian rolled his eyes. Sometimes he envied his friend. He had access and authority over the city just as the mayor did. Some major news som
Xavier felt his eyes flutter open and he looked around. A sharp pain surged through his head and he felt a throbbing pain. He raised his hand to his face and clenched his fist. 'I am awake' he said to himself inwardly. His eyes darted as far as the room could see while he lay down. He looked beside him and saw a black space. Did she not come back to the room yesterday? Or was she already running about her activities? He sat up slowly and felt the pain surge through his whole body like he was dragged around the house. He looked around and his eyes landed on the clock on the wall. It was past ten am and he should not for any reason be at home again. His eyes fell to the table where a tray with different dishes sealed shut sat pretty. He stood up and felt a headache. On the tray, a note and a bottle of aspirin with water in a cup sat pretty. He picked up the note and tried to steady his trembling hands in front of him to read the note. "Such nice writing" he commented out loud. He
"What did I do?" Xavier asked like a kid throwing a major tantrum. "You know what you did, sending me home while I was drunk. What if I did something to Jessica?" "What could you possibly do to your wife that would be so wrong?" Xavier fell silent. It was not wrong for a couple to engage in romantic activities but he and Jessica were not like that. They had never been like that. "It is even your fault I was drunk. Why did you take me to that bar?" he asked angrily. "I thought you needed a drink and I was damn right" "Whatever," Xavier said shutting him up before he could continue rambling on. "Are you going to be coming into the office today? It is a little way past your normal resumption time so I had to confirm your availability for any scheduled meetings" Brian asked "I won't be coming in today" "Why? Do you have a terrible hangover?" "Yes and I owe my throbbing head to your diligence to make me drunk," Xavier remarked slyly. "Then I would reschedule every meeting slated f
Jessica saw Xavier standing there in front of her with a box of Chinese take out in one hand a a bunch of flowers in the other. "What are you doing here?" she asked confused to see him there. Ever since she started the journey of making her own restaurant he had not visited for once and she did not think too much about it. He was busy so how could she be sulking that he refused to come see her there? To expand the issue they were not close if not recent. To see him there was a shock but to see him with a box of food and a bouquet of flowers was another entire ball game for her. "I am here to see you," Xavier said as he pulled himself closer to her. Her attitude in front of the people waiting for the interview was off-putting what if they noticed that their marriage was not love-based but contract-based? "Why don't we go to your office for lunch?" he asked blinking at her multiple times hoping she would get the signal he was throwing at her. "I have to finish up these interviews
"Thank you so much for the meals. It really changes my perspective about you" Jessica said as she used the napkin to wipe down the table. "Your perspective about me?" Xavier echoing what she had said back to her made her realize what she said. She was not supposed to say that out loud in any way and most especially not to him. "What do you mean by that?" he asked. "It's nothing, just drop it," she said quickly standing to her feet with the box in hand and walking towards the trash can. "It can't be nothing. Your perspective about me is important" Xavier said standing up to follow him. "It's nothing really," she told him again and dumped the content in her hand into the trash can. "Hmm," he hummed. "I don't believe that. There is no way I can believe that" "Well you know my perspective of you is the same as every other person out there who knows you one on one" "What is it?" "Are you trying to pretend that you don't know or do you really not know?" "Definitely not pretense,
Jessica found herself watching Xavier retreat. It was not her intention to pay him back with such harsh words been he had been nothing but sweet in the past few days. The only reason she spilled was because he pressed. Now that he knew she felt terrible. For the rest of the candidates for the interview, Jessica had her mind wandering around to how she was going to face Xavier later that day. "Thank you for coming," Jessica said as she stood up to her feet. The man in front of her who was applying for the position of her secretary stood up and bowed. "I hope to hear positive results from you soon" She was exhausted. She has told Leslie and Alicia that she would like to have a mini-interview and that they should help her with prospective candidates. Alicia told her that a lot of people showed interest when she mentioned the interview was for a position at the restaurant of the wife of a Delgado. She got a greater turnout than she had expected and she was tired. She wondered how sh
The car ride was silent and Jessica wanted to break it. She just did not know how to do it. She waited for him to say something but he pretended like she was not in the car with him. She cleared her throat and her eyes darted to him several times. She saw his jaw tighten. It was obvious that he was angry but was trying his best to keep himself together. "I thought you had left" she finally found herself saying in a squeaky voice that did not sound like hers. "I was about to leave but then I realized that you did not bring a car with you," he said his eyes on the road never wavering. She was glad he was focused on driving but that he did not look at her meant that he was still very angry. She did not need a soothsayer or a fortune teller to tell her she was in the wrong. "You should always bring a car with you. You can drive yourself or ask any of the drivers to bring you. They are getting paid after all" he said his jaw still tightened more than ever. "I prefer taking public tra