Chapter 5: An idiot

It was really over, were the words that rang through Kathleen's mind as she got to her feet. She could feel Drew watching her like a hawk, and turned in his direction. She wore a thin smile that didn't reach her eyes. "I hope things work between you and your secretary," she said sincerely and then walked out, her lawyer on her heels.

Her words left Drew dumbfouned, and unable to respond until the door hit Kathleen's back. He couldn't believe that his wife knew. So why didn't she say anything?

Her silence about his affair, and him acting like an idiot few minutes ago left feeling like an idiot.

After the door closed behind his wife was he able to snap out of his stupor and found his lawyer gawking at him, while wearing the are-you-insane-look. The mediator was no where to be found as well.

"What?" He snapped at his lawyer.

His laywer is an older man, in his fifties, pot bellied and bald all over, giving his round face a shinny look. He was a brilliant lawyer and has been under Mr Peters employ for years.

The older man shook his head at Drew's daftness. He couldn't believe that he let a woman as magnificent and stunning as the one that left few seconds ago slip through his fingers. He wasn't there when he got married to the young woman, but had met her on few occassions due to his work relationship with her husband. In all their interactions the auburn haired woman had been of impeccable manners, mild, and down to earth.

She was a woman to have at home, and he saw first hand how much the woman adored her husband.

"Why are you looking at me like I am an idiot?" Drew questioned when his lawyer continued to give him the weird look without speaking.

"Because you are one," the older man retorted. He liked the young man beside him, and sees him as a promising young man with bright future, but his decision to divorce his wife is his most foolish decision ever, and the young man wasn't known for making those frequently. So he asked.

"Why?"

Drew had an idea what his lawyer was asking. The older man had made it plain how much he adored his wife in the few times they have met. In fact it was from the first day they met at a party hosted by his work place that the lawyer became fond of his wife.

"Things weren't working out, and I fell out of love with her," Drew answered strongly, as if to convince himself that he had made the right decision, in spite of the nagging doubt lingering in his mind.

The door opened and is secretary walked in. Her presence immediately captured Drew's attention, reminding him why he did what he did. The stunning blonde that began working for him five years ago had captured his heart whole heartedly with her beauty and elegance. Elegance that he never thought his wife capable until today.

His tall blonde secretary looked at him asking if he was alright. She had been aware of what her boss was going to do. in fact she has been looking forward to it for months. They have been dating for two years, and she had longed to make things official. Not to be the other woman. Now it seems that things has gone as she wanted and she can't be any happier.

Andrew Sinclair wasn't just handsome, but he was also rich, and with the way his carreer was advancing he was looking at a bright future.

The first day they met when she came in for interview, she was captured by his stunning face and cold bearing. He walked like a man that commanded the air around him. Learning that he was married had been disappointing, but hadn't stopped her for going for what she wanted when she saw that Mr Peters was interested.

At his subtle nod, she went ahead to speak. "Your twelve o clock meeting is here."

"Thank you. I will be there shortly."

The blonde woman bowed her head and left.

"Oh I see," his lawyer commented knowingly once the door shot behind his assistant.

Drew ignored his comment and got to his feet. "I am sorry, but I have to leave," he excused himself politely and headed for the door.

"Are you sure that your decision was the right one?"

Drew paused at his lawyers question, and then continued on his way without saying a word.

Outside the office complex, kathleen thanked her lawyer for his help, and then turned towards Joe was leaning his muscular frame against the side of the car. I am a free woman, she said with a forced cheer.

Joe replied with a small smile, and opened the first passenger door for her.

He shot it after her and then went around the car and joined her inside.

"Where to next?" He asked as he got them on the road.

Kathleen's thoughts were in disarray. She wanted to weep at the disolution of her marriage. This wasn't what she wanted. She never in million years imagined things not working out between her and Drew. To imagine the bridges she burned just to get married to him.

She hasn't spoken to her female friends in years because she was scared of blowing her cover. She had wanted Drew to love her for her, and not because of her father's wealth. She was going to reveal her identity later, but as the years flew bye she became comfortable in her new identity.

She enjoyed being treated as a normal person rather than being fawned upon by everyone because of who her father is.

Being known as Kathleen was nice, in contrast to being known as Kathleen baldwin. As Kathleen baldwin people rarely saw her. All they saw was the money and power behind her name. No one treated her with honesty. And now it looks like she was going back to that life.

Kathleen wasn't so happy returning to the world of the rich. Where everyone gossiped and compared wealth, and no one was truly happy.

She heaved a tired sigh, before responding to Joe's question.

"I have no idea."

The melancholy in her voice made Joe shoot her a glance of concern, but he didn't speak, and made a decision.

Kathleen was content to sink into her thoughts as Joe drove through the streets. She barely saw the tall buildings and the stalls they passed on their way.

She came to when she realised that they weren't heading towards his house. She turned to look at Joe, a questioning look in her eyes. "Where are we going to?"

Joe turned in her direction. "It is a surprise," he said with a knowing smile that made kathleen eyes narrow at him. "Tell me," she begged in a child like voice.

"Nope," Joe popped the P.

"Please," she blinked at him cutely, like a puppy.

A wide smile appeared on Joe's lips at his best friend ploy to trick him. "Not going to work," he muttered with a straight even as his heart was melting at Kathleen's cute look.

"What about this?" Kathleen assumed a sultry look and then leaned closer to Joe, and caressed his thigh, feeling his hard muscles under her fingers. Please, she purred in a low sexy drawl.

Joe shivered at her touch. His dick twitching at the soft caress. He did his best to hide the desire evoked by the touch of the woman beside him. The one secret he has kept from his best friend and boss was how he felt about her, and he is never going to let her know.

"Not working either," he smirked at her, but refused to look in her direction, lest she sees his desire.