May’s POVToday was our two-year anniversary. He said he had something for me, and my own surprise for him was a full table of his favorites.The timer chimed, signaling that the pecan pie I had been baking was ready. I grabbed the mitts behind me and carefully pulled it out, setting it on the counter to cool, the sweet aroma filling the kitchen. Even though Asher might take a while to return from the office, I couldn’t help but hurry because I was eager to be washed and dressed before his arrival. I didn’t think getting him a gift would be okay because, to be honest, I had no idea what to get for someone who owns everything. I just knew cooking a romantic dinner, with flower petals scattered and candlelight lit around us, seemed like the best way to make today memorable.Our marriage wasn’t the natural bond between two people in love. He needed a wife back then, and my father needed money. Well, my step-father. This was the base of my marriage, a trade. I didn’t want it, I didn’t ha
May’s POV Not particularly caring about how I looked, I dragged myself to my best friend’s house. I wasn’t in the best mood anyway, all I felt was the sadness of being misunderstood. The fact was, I couldn’t believe that was the way Asher saw me; a mere gold digger with no standard but just the love of money. I knew he didn’t love me when this happened, but I just thought maybe he had grown some feelings for me, like I did. I guess I was just being naive. “What’s going on, May?” Emily asked me, and after I told her everything, she looked at me like I was stupid. “He wants to divorce you?” Her voice came out strained, mirroring how I feel. I nodded. “What do you think I should do to let him see that that’s not who I am?” That was the question I was about to ask, but Emily beat me to it, asking me when I would get rid of the jerk, and handing me a glass of scotch. Alcohol was exactly what I needed right now. I raised it to my mouth and gulped half the content, causing Emily
May’s POV I think with my heart first, before my head, and that’s why I’m here right now, running the errand Asher sent his butler. This morning, when Asher had called the house and asked the butler to bring him some files he had left at home, I had thought it was better to use the opportunity. As soon as the taxi dropped me in front of Asher’s building, I walked to the executive elevator that would take me to his floor, not getting stopped because the security guys knew who I was. Although, I wasn’t too sure I might be welcomed like this with all the bows if they knew their boss was trying to divorce me. Stepping off the elevator, I made my way to Asher’s office at the far end of the floor, with the file I had brought in my hand. Asher shared this floor with three executives and some employees that worked for each of them, so it was a filled floor as opposed to the normal secluded floors CEOs used. Swallowing my nerves as I walked down the hall to his office, I thought of how
May’s POVIIt seemed like a dream, because I didn’t think Asher would agree to going to dinner with me, not when he had made a big deal out of coming to his office to ask him for lunch.I got to the restaurant lobby, and I looked at the woman standing behind the counter with a readied smile on her face. “Good evening. I have a reserved table under Campbell.” I said to her, smiling back.The woman nodded. “Good evening, Mrs. Campbell. I’ll check right away.” She said, the smile that seemed more like it was worn permanently was still there.I couldn’t believe Asher had agreed to dinner, but I was more surprised that he had chosen this restaurant. It was a restaurant on the top floor of the building with the sky right above, shown through the glass ceiling. It was known for being a romantic spot for couples, and when he had texted me to meet him here, I was just so glad.“Right this way, Mrs. Campbell. I’ll show you to the table. Mr. Campbell is already waiting.” She said. At down, I gl
May’s POVThe first thing I did as I walked out of the interview room on the third floor of Keith Industries, was grab my phone from my bag to turn it on. I had to turn it off the moment I walked into the building.Mom has been calling me these days, because my stepfather needed some money. I shook my head as I remembered it, making me grimace. I realized she wasn’t in on what was going on, and my stepfather had probably complained to her and asked her to ask me for help. What a twisted way of asking me to give in to what he and my husband wanted. But it was what prompted me to come for this interview. If he needed help, then maybe if I got a job to help him myself, he wouldn’t be so bent on trying to force my hand. Using my mother to ask me for money was really low, even for him. He knew I would do anything for her, for my sister, their daughter. Aside from that, I knew I had to get a job sooner than later. I’ve realized Asher didn’t respect me because I wasn’t financially indepe
May’s POVAs I rushed through the sleek, polished corridors of the building, my mind raced with guilt, hoping I was able to achieve what I was here for. Asher’s business deal falling through while I was occupied in that job interview left a sour taste in my mouth. It was my fault; I should have been there to support him like I had always done. So, I took it upon myself to rectify the situation.As I sat in the reception area waiting to see the head of the company, all I could do was think about what I was going to say. “Ms. Campbell! You can go in now.” The secretary’s voice interrupted my thoughts. It’s Mrs. Campbell, I wanted to say, but I kept the corrections to myself. Nodding, I stood up and said. “Thank you!” Walking briskly to the door of the office, I stood before the imposing door, my heart pounding with nerves and resolve. Taking a deep breath, I knocked, and waited to hear the response to come in, hoping for a chance to explain and salvage Asher’s deal.I was glad the m
May’s POVI should be happy, but I’m not. It was as if I had no reason to, even though I got a job and I was starting today. What was I to be happy about, after everything that had happened in the short period since Asher and I's second year anniversary. Things had been downhill since, but the shocker was the way my stepfather’s company went broke just after losing that business deal, one I was convinced was Asher’s doing. I just couldn’t believe he would do such a thing just to get back at me, and I felt so sad and betrayed.After I had gone to that man to try getting him back the business deal he lost because of me, he had been so angry he had left the house, and then, he had stopped picking my calls. As if those weren’t enough to break my heart, I had seen him with another woman and when I asked him who she was, he had told me it wasn’t my business. If anyone told me all these would happen in the space of those short periods, I would be amazed. Shaking my head to get the thought
May’s POVThe rain beat me home, washing away the heaviness in my heart, but not completely. I was still feeling a little bit down from all the happenings at home with Asher, but I also couldn’t stop thinking about what Mr. Keith said.But I didn’t let that bother me much. Honest to God, I shouldn’t even think about it because for all I knew, he might just be joking.Sighing, I grabbed the keys from my bags and unlocked the front door. Today, the house was empty, so it was easy to slip in at this time without having to explain why I had arrived back home all drenched.The warm silence that greeted me, told me that Asher wasn’t home, not that he was ever home at the time of the day. Even if he was home, which was rare, I knew that he was going to be bush in his office.Anyway, I was grateful for the silence, because it would help me get things I was looking to do all done in no time.“If I could just get it all done in a couple of second or with the snap of my finger.” I whispered to m