All Chapters of MR. CEO, ON YOUR KNEES : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The following day, I drove straight to the office after dropping my daughter off at school.Upon arrival at the office, Tech Savvy Strategies, I was surprised to see Jason's car already in his private parking spot.Does it mean Jason has already come to work? I was surprised because it was too early for him to be at work when we don't have a major project we're working on.As I alighted from my Porsche Cayenne, the latest model, my PA rushed over to me and stretched out her hand to collect my handbag, but I waved at her in dismissal.I'm not the type who fancies a red carpet treatment, but due to Jason's persuasion, I accepted the service. However, since this lady started this job, I could count the number of times I accepted her red carpet treatment. And the couple times it happened was because it was done in the presence of Jason, so there was no way I'm going to resist that.I took my handbag and stormed off to my office. However, on my way to the elevator, I could hear my name scre

It's been two days since I landed in Southampton City, and I must say everything is going fine.Today, I was dropped off at the Zech Holdings Ltd. office by cab, and before heading into the building, I realized I needed to call Jason to check on my daughter first.Since leaving Northville City, I hadn't spoken with Jason or Daisy, my daughter, due to exhaustion upon arrival. I immediately fell asleep in my apartment immediately I walked in.The next day, when I tried to reach Jason, he didn't answer, probably because he was out of the office without his phone.I was still lost in reverie of thought when he picked up the call."Hello, dear," he spoke from the other end."Hello, Jason, good morning. I've been worried since I called you yesterday and didn't hear back. What's wrong?" I asked, not giving him a chance to respond before asking about Daisy."How's Daisy, my daughter?" I added, anxiously awaiting his response."At least ask one question at a time. I know you must be worried,"

"Hello Zayn. Nice to meet you," I managed to say, a bit stammering. One of the directors introduced me to the men; they told me their names and their positions in the field excluding Zayn as Nick has already introduced him earlier as their boss on our way here.Aside that, he intentionally didn't want to introduce himself. Perhaps, he thought I had already found out.Nonetheless, I noticed there is a certain tension in the office. It was as if these men couldn't handle the information Zayn had told them—that I and Zayn were once a couple.I did my best to make my appearance here sound professional, and we maintain a professional approach, but Zayn wasn't having it. He always makes a point of always touching the personal matters between me and him as if we were in a family meeting or in a private sector.For instance, at a point, he went as far as interrupting the film director just to compliment my dress, saying, "You really look beautiful in this dress. Blue outfits surely do fit you

As I arrived at my apartment that evening, I slumped on the cushion as I was so exhausted, only to wake up when everywhere was already dark.I fret because I had promised to speak with my daughter today through video call. I told her this in the morning through Jason, and I know she'll really be delighted about this, so not keeping to my promise would hurt her.I checked the time on my phone and was relieved, as it hasn't gotten to the time she used to go to bed.Quickly, I dialed Jason's number, and it didn't ring for a while, and it was picked up. This shows they're already together and have been waiting for this call."Hello Jason. Good evening," I greeted, feeling excited."Good evening, Zora. How are you? How was work today? I hope no one stressed you at the office." Jason asked."I'm fine, dear. Everything really went well. I think I'm enjoying my work here," I said, lying to him.I felt there's no need to tell him my horrible experience with Zayn and how he's been pestering me

"Or should I go into detail about how much I miss you?" He sighed, regret evident on his face."I miss how you used to wake up early in the morning to prepare my breakfast. How you would iron my clothes before finally waking me up for work.""I miss your words of encouragement and prayers for my protection. I miss your delicious meals." He gulped hard, his words choking him."You miss me?" I said, a smirk forming at the corner of my lips.I was satisfied that he missed me. They say you don't value what you have until you lose it; I guess Zayn is the perfect example of that."Well, you don't miss me. You're just missing your home robot and not me because you made it clear that you never loved me," I told him confidently.Of course, Zayn never missed me because all he mentioned here was my virtuous qualities. I had devoted myself to that marriage; even his friends would praise him in front of me for having a good wife.His cousins and his grandmother adored me, saying that Zayn made a p