XAVIER.
I couldn’t do or say anything as I watched her go, she left crying profusely and I was unable to do anything. I made the woman that I lov.... no that loves me cry and also called her a coquette. What was I thinking? I called her names that she isn’t, she was only with Benjamin because he saved her from some r****t and how I am speculating that she is going out with him, and she is also quitting from her job, both jobs. What am I going to tell Chelsea when she finds out her nanny left because of me. I sighed and went to my room.
A Week Later (Chelsea’s Birthday)
I walked inside her room and saw her still sleeping on her bed. I sauntered towards her and sat on the bed.
“Good morning, angel.” I pecked her sleeping face, she stirred and groaned before opening her eyes.
“Happy
