88 - firing Jessica

Jayden's POV

“I heard married men get tired of their marriage sooner than later, I never thought you were the type,” my uncle said as he sat in front of my desk and flipped his pen between his fingers.

“You must be really jobless to be here. What the hell are you talking about? Don't you have some Arab Emirates guy to look after or were you fired already?” I said as I sat behind my desk and started to sort out the new set of files on my desk.

“Hehe, you don't expect me to be doing all the jobs personally right? I'm the fucking boss,” he swirled his chair in a three sixty degrees.

We definitely had different definitions for that word.

“I really want to carry you and throw you out the window right now. You're making me feel really dizzy!” I groaned as I stared at him.

“Oh, so is that why you did it?”

“Did what?” He wasn't making sense, “are you trying to make trouble out of nothing this time?” I asked, as the time he bombed a cafe because I said I didn't like it was still fresh in my me