The Reckless Marriage

Chapter 6: Avery's Pleas

I rushed out of the lobby to find Grayson beginning to sit inside his car once his driver opened the door for him with his white-gloved hands. 

I had to act quickly in order to save my spot in the job! I remembered dad’s sadness and pain and couldn’t let this job just slip from my hands without me even putting up a fight. It was now or never. 

As my heart was beating out of my chest, I sprang towards Grayson’s car when he finally sat inside while talking on the phone with full concentration. His intense face made me sink. It was going to be tough convincing him. 

I couldn’t do much, being outside while he was inside his car, so I kept tapping my hands on his window to get his attention. 

However, he didn’t seem to care or notice me even after a few seconds of tapping the car window.  I was left exhausted! My lungs were dry while my stress levels were skyrocketing.  

To my nightmare, I heard the engine start. After getting in such a position, I had to act quickly once again. I could not hold back anymore, so in haste, I restored to banging on the door violently but not that violent that he would throw me in jail for harassment.  

Luckily, I saw Grayson signal his driver to stop the car, following my repeated banging. 

The driver complied with a nod and turned the engine off before removing the keys from the ignition. It was a moment of relief for me.  

I stood still when he unlocked the door and stepped out of the car in annoyance. His brows were twitching in anger while his eyes narrowed at me.  

“What the hell is your problem?” he yelled while giving me an intense stare. I kept silence as his deep husky voice intimidated me. His shoulders were  

After mustering some courage, I tried my best to apologise and beg him to allow me a chance in the interview. Seeing the job slip away from my hands made me extremely anxious. 

“Sir, I’m so sorry about what I did! I’m so sorry but I really need this job! My family and I need it! Please, sir, please!” I vomited these words out of my mouth in the desperation of the job. 

However, it seemed that the more I talked, the more annoyed he felt. He could not stand me blabbering in front of his face. His patience was running thin by the minute. 

“Stop. Stop-Stop... Can you please stop for a minute? You’re embarrassing me in front of everyone!” he said while rubbing his eyes as the pedestrians gave the both of us weird looks while passing by. 

My face bore a shocked look. I felt as if nothing in the world was going to convince him at this point, judging by the look on his face.  

“Ok let me get this straight, first you bump into me and spilt coffee all over my expensive suit. Then you badmouth me and now you’re here begging for your interview?” he mentioned while pointing at the dark brown coffee stain on the white fabric of his shirt. 

“Leave my sight at once! he demanded. 

I looked at him with desperate eyes! My heart was shattered by his response. If I didn’t get this job, how would I be able to get my family out of debt?  

This job was very high paying and would make us pay off everything in a less amount of time. I couldn’t afford to lose it! 

After scrolling through his phone, he looked up to find me standing in the same spot with my head lowered towards the ground. 

He started speaking up with a loud voice,” Do I have to spell it out for you? L-E-A-V-E!”  

Subsequent to saying that he took off in his luxurious car without letting me speak anymore. I could see his car disappearing into the distance.  

I stood still in my spot with tears forming at the corners of my eyes. What happened hit me hard in the head. What was I going to tell dad now? Moreover, that witch Katie was going to drag me by my hair after hearing what happened! 

Hesitantly, I picked my bag that was lying still on the concrete floor. I started walking down the opposite direction in search of a taxi to get home, preparing how I was going to face Katie and dad. 

As the taxi approached me, I heard a screech as a car pulled over near my side. I looked over a realised that it was Grayson’s car! I could not understand why he came back. 

He got off from the car and approached me while wearing his black sleek sunglasses. 

I didn't know what he was doing but I had a strange feeling inside me. 

He stood near me and gestured to come to him with his hand. I nodded and did the same. I was fearing what he was going to do or say. Was he going to make me pay for the bill for spoiling his suit? I could not afford to lose any money. 

However, my worries were soon put to a halt when I heard what he really had to say” Come tomorrow at the same place at 11 am” he instructed before leaving again. 

I stood there shocked and felt my heart beating quickly again. I was so happy that I didn't even know how to react. It felt like a blessing or a miracle. I could not be any happier. 

Immense joy filled my heart and I couldn't wait to prepare myself for the interview! I made a promise to ace it and make Grayson realise how worthy I am of this job!  

I was so happy that I didn't even realise the taxi driver was waiting for me. He looked super angry! Oh, why was I such a klutz! 

I hopped on the taxi without any further delay. 

While on my way back, I realised that I had to prepare a reason why I didn't complete the interview today to dad and especially Katie. 

This day was so stressful than it had to be. So many events could’ve been avoided but the universe had different things planned for me. 

At least I learnt from those experiences and that's all that mattered. 

After a tiring journey back home, I stepped near the door of my house and with a sigh, I rang the doorbell which let out a deep ring. My adrenaline was shooting up as I was anticipating Katie to open the door. 

The next thing I heard was loud thumping footsteps headed towards the door.  

The door lock clicked and I saw Katie’s anticipating look on her face. I bet she wanted to hear the words, “I got in!” or something similar from my mouth but too bad she was going to hear an entirely different thing. 

To be honest, I was expecting her to blow up in anger like a pressure cooker.  

I dusted my feet and proceeded to enter the house, closing the door behind me and fidgeting with my fingers. 

I placed my bag down and raised my head to find Katie and dad awaiting some good news from my mouth. I sighed and started to breakdown what happened during the day. 

Dad himself kept listening patiently to my story while Katie was just fuming with anger. Her patience was at its limit and she could not take what I was saying anymore. 

Upon explaining the entire mess of a situation to Katie and dad, dad with his calm nature, gave me a look assuring that he wasn’t mad at me. 

But as I expected, Katie’s face was red in anger. I could feel the negative energy just radiating from her. Her hands formed into a fist and she was shaking in rage.  

Dad made attempts to calm her down but it was no use. It was if she was possessed. 

I wondered what she was going to do next. It couldn’t be any worse than what she had previously done, right?