(Jalen’s POV)
I walked past her, ignoring her rage—something I learnt from an online mentor who talks about how to handle women that drive their men crazy because she does.
“I’m talking to you Jalen, you know better not to mess with me, if you ain't gonna be here, then stay with the w***e you were with last night you hear me?” she yelled, walking behind me as I continued to ignore her until I couldn't take it anymore.
“I was at the office for some late essay marking, if you cared to ask like a wife that cared,” I snapped.
She went silent, her eyes suddenly gloomy and calm. But I wasn't ready for her manipulation again. I bolted out of her presence straight to bed.
***
The sun slipped through my office window the next morning, and I was available long before the meeting was schedule
