WHO IS THE BOSS?
1050 Words
Chloe's POV
I knew the moment Lyon came up to my husband and ask for a private moment, something is cooking up his sleeves but I cared less, no matter how he rolls on the floor or manipulate my husband Richard, he can never go wrong from his judgement.
And that's the part I love about Richard; He's a man of few words and he always makes sure, he never regret any decision he has made for himself.
I was done speaking with few staffs, they all smile at my guidance and call me "Boss Wife" and just as I expected, it keeps coming to pass. I was walking down the staircase to meet up with the workers at the second floor when someone walked up to me.
"Hey, Miss Boss Wife!". He called out sarcastically.
I turned and it was Lyon. When will this devil, let me be and accept the fact, he's truly nothing but a loser now?
Yes, how may I help you please! I asked, my tone straight and my eyes fixated on him. One thing I noticed, once you're in contact with your enemy, they'll always look into your eyes, in search of fears and once you give them that satisfaction, they'll feed and trample on it.
"I see what you're doing, I don't know what and why you're fighting so hard to hate on your husband, you weren't like this when I met you, what has come over you Chloe?" Lyon said.
I couldn't even fathom the word, calling himself, my husband, is the dumbest thing I've heard all my life, like bro, I haven't forgotten what I passed through in your hands. And to crown it all, he's trying to manipulate me into thinking, I've suddenly turn to a bad person is the worst of the case, because he met the wrong person to play that hide and seek game with.
"Husband you say?" Sounds so dumb to me, why on earth will you still refer yourself as my husband, is ex husband missing in your dictionary? I asked with a hint of mockery laced over my face.
"C'mon Chloe, I know you. You're not a bad person, you're trying so hard to hate me, but don't you see, it's not working, our love is stronger than pain, you just have to open your heart to see it. He said and made few steps closer to me."
I like what he's doing, a very good boy in playing games but I'm going to play it even more with him. Him thinking that I'm actually getting in what he's been saying is one top tier for me.
"Listen Chloe, you're a very pretty lady and you don't know how I cherish you everyday, I want us back, we deserve each other, please give me this chance again." He added and I was at the verge of busting out in laughter.
I love this line from him, like he has been memorizing it forever.
"...You don't mean it Husband?"
"Yes, Chloe, you don't know how miserable I am for the past 5 years that you left me, I wasn't myself and it's been eating me up, now you're finally in my hands, I won't let you go!" He protested and it's getting more fun to me.
"Look, Lyon. Sorry I had this time spared to listen to all the things you're saying, I'll forgive you for it and not let Richard, know you ever stop me in this manner, but let it not repeat itself again, you wouldn't want to know what I'm capable of doing now!" I threatened and left.
I don't even know what is wrong with him, why does he think he can walk up to me and spill any kinds of rubbish and go scot-free, next time and I mean it, I'll have him reported and maybe his assistant job will turn to coffee maker or errand boy.
He should go back to his darling wife, whom I suppose by now, must've born triplets or quadruplets for him, that's their business but not to try it again with me.
I walked through the company hallway, with my heels clapping soundly on the floor, everybody bowing down to greet me, both men and women. I can tell, they want to be in my good book.
After some hours, I went to the restroom to powder my nose and get ready to hit home, Richard always stay back to work late nights or answer some international business call when everyone must've went home.
I was done and about to leave when a shadow stood behind me again with a grining look on his face.
"Oh, my!" What is wrong with you this man? I shouted, almost out of heart attack.
Why is he acting like a crippy hunt ghost?
"What are you doing here, I thought I told you, to stay away from me? I asked.
"Don't be like that My Chloe, I just want to say hello before you prepare to head home!"
"I don't understand, say hello to me, as what please?" What is hard for you to understand about me Lyon, we're done and there's nothing that'll make me get back to you, absolutely nothing, not in this life. I fired at him.
"How about in death?"
"What?!" My eyes shot at him in anger.
"Don't get me wrong, I mean, if you say, we won't get together in life, maybe we should try in death."
And is that supposed to be a joke to you or what? At this point, I'm ready to smack him so hard or probably hit his ball, maybe then, he can think well with me.
Lyon, this is not a warning but I'm your boss wife, you're being disrespectful towards me, don't push me hard to report you, if you value the position you're managing now, learn to thread your words carefully me or...
Or what Chloe? He cut the words out of me. Ask your so called husband to fire me and get the company to yourself. I want to see you try, try it Chloe and see the real devil I'll become, if you think you go low, we both will go lower together! He threatened and stormed off...
To be continued!
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