My Reward; His Punishment

THE DIVORCE

I get nervous as he stops and stares me, begging me for trusting him. But I know he can't lie and I do trust him.

"Whatever Adam, you have to pay for the loss." Mr. William interrupt us, getting ul from his seat and Adam clears his throat.

"No problem with this." He takes the paper from him before getting up too.

"See you around." He shakes hands with him.

"And take care Jane, look after you diar..."

"Of course she will." Adam interrupts and releases a nervous laugh, licking his lips.

He is lying. What's going on?

"Let's go.." Adam takes him by his shoulder.

"Bye!" Mr. Williams waves at me and tucks his hat to his side before they both walk out. I wave him back.

No matter what but if he has lied, then there has to be a reason for it. Because I know I've not been into any disease recently.

I shoo away the thought, made Hannah do her homework, play with her dolls then decided to get back into my room to take some nap.

"Hey." I hear his voice from the end of the corridor, before I could step into my room.

"Hey?" I answer confused. He stands there with tools in his hand and steps towards me.

"I am sorry I-I had to lie." He begins stopping right in front of me and meeting my eyes.

His eyes.

"About my bogus illness?" I say, smilingly, to let him know that I'm not at all freaked out.

"Yeah. He wasn't unshakling me that day and I lied that I need to take care of you, I want to go home and surprisingly the trick worked." He grins.

"That's okay. You lied for a reason, I understand." I state.

"Thanks." He gives me little nod and begins walking away.

"What illness did you tell them though?" I ask, not knowing what made me ask it.

"Amm...you won't like to know." He says and immediately walks away. And I stand here confused!

I hop into my room and slept, nope tried to sleep, because after talking to Adam it wasn't that simple, and woke up after few hours. He conquered my dreams so well that I'm grinning even now. He hardly talks to me, sometimes not even for weeks but today, he talked to me twice.

I hear some mumbled voices in the corridor and open my door, yawning, to see Adam and the same person from the lab, gabbling to each other but stopping as soon as I enter the scene.

"Hello, Mrs. Foster." The other person greets me with a white smile, as soon as he catches my eye.

"Hey." I greet him back.

"This is Trench, Head of Clusters." Adam introduces me to him.

There were hardly any visitors this year at our home and he has never introduced me to them, except for a two or three, until they're important or they catch me roaming inside the house.

"Nice to meet you. Did he tell you something?" He asks out of the blue, putting his hands inside his pockets and shrinking his brows.

I turn to look at Adam for I've no idea what to say. He appears as clueless as me. But what is he talking about?

"I think you should go Trench. Your wife is waiting for you." Adam holds him by his shoulder to make him move to other side, just to avoid the question I guess, but instead, Trench resists.

"Wait, let me talk, Adam." He looks at me. "Did he tell you we're High School buddies?"

"Yeah, he did, once." I answer. Once, he told me about Trench, on his birthday because he entered with a rocket boots thingy on his feet and when I asked him, he said that Trench gifted it to him and they can fly anywhere with this thing on. I liked them though.

I remember I didn't wish him that day, I don't know why. I was such a bundle of nerves the whole day. I am a bit shy to talk to him and wishing him wasn't easy for me at all.

"Since then I know him and I have concluded that he is the shyest guy among girls I've ever met." Trench adds and Adam's flushes out of embarrassment.

I laugh shortly, joined by Trench. Well, I know this about him. He is really shy to talk to girls but he is a genius anyhow.

"And you know what we used to call him?" He continues.

"What?" I raise an eyebrow, anxiously.

"Ace Turtle!" I let out a chuckle at this and so by Trench. He is so shy, like a cute, little turtle. The name suits him. I see Adam staring at me with are_you_with_him look.

"Okay, Trench, enough of jokes. Now time to leave." He pushes him to the door, rolling his eyes.

"Okay, okay!" Trench strides towards the door giggling and I follow them.

"See you around Jane." I wave Trench back and he hits fists with Adam. "And you better tell her." He whispers quietly to Adam but I heard it, because it was audible, not on purpose.

I realize there's something he really wanna talk to me about. I don't know what is it. My mind hits back to last week's time when he was working on a machinery in his lab while to talking to some lawyer on his phone. I had went in there to give his pills.

"Why the papers have already taken more than a month?....That's what lawyers do!" These were his words. I don't know. I don't want to think it but maybe he could be a Divorce Lawyer.

Maybe he wants to get rid of all this. What if he wants to get rid of me? The thought makes me restless. But why not? He has full right to do that.

"I want them anyhow, Sir. I can't wait more. Please make it quick, or I'll ask someone else." He sounded quite frustrated at that time. "I want to end this now." He added.

No, I can't even think of it. But what if he loves some other girl, maybe his assistant or...ugh! No, no way. He can't do like this, he is such a good and logical person. God, this is all so stupid.

"Fine. Now let's go." Adam rolls his eyes and pushes Trench out the door before stepping out, when I stop him.

"Wait..." He stops and turns to me. "Don't go out. It's not safe."

"Oh yeah! Thanks, I'm sorry." He steps back inside. "Okay friend, catch you later, bye." Trench leaves before he locks the door to meets my eyes.

I turn to leave for my room when he calls me in a soft voice, "Hey Jane..."

My heart blocks the moment his words reach my ears. The whole year he has barely called me by my name and when he does, I feel so raptured. My name sounds to me the most beautiful name of this world.

But today, I'm on tenterhooks, so nervous that my body is quavering slightly.

I clear my throat and pull back my hair from the sides, before facing him. I just hope I appear normal and not a cat on the brick.

God, please shall it be not about the Divorce? I just don't want to talk about it right now, because I need to get prepared first. But I can't stick to him forever when he doesn't want to.

"Yea?" I ask softly.