Chapter 77

Joyce's POV

"You know what? We should go back to the company" I suggested, unease spreading and gnawing at my heart like long gnarly fingers. I needed to pick Rafael up.

Michelle looked at me, visibly confused. "Why? It's closing time already. We could go home from here."

"I know, but I forgot something...Or rather, someone," I explained, trying to avoid telling her the truth, but it was inevitable.

"Someone?" She probed with arched brows.

"Yes, Michelle. My son," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper.

She looked at me with a funny expression on her face. "You have a son? How come I didn't know?" she asked incredulously.

I nodded affirmatively. "Yes, I do have a son, and I'm sorry I hid it from you. It's just that I have my personal reasons for hiding it."

"Okay... Now I understand why you were asking about the daycare the other day," she stated, nodding slowly. "So, what about your husband?"

"Er.. it.. it's a long story," I stuttered. "I don't want to talk abo