Chapter 28
Tohet, swelling it wasn’t worth wrguing with them any longer. Therming woy, I let without another word if they were going to be asa bertran
Jowett myself any further?
Approaching my due date, the strain
Foot Word on me, meing complications the derfor had warned about.
Bat Télix had po time for me; every day, he was either ton boxy at wrapped up in intensive uniek sesions with Melody at the affer that rán late the tight.
Back home, 1 tried to show Felix my lated prenatal report, explaining my condition and how both the baby and I needed more attention and care. He harrly glanced at the report before setting it aside with indiffermer
For a brief second, something like pain flickered in Felix’s eyes. “Em sorry, Drielle, his Melody has been working overtime on the European contracts. She needs my support. You’re capable enmigh to handle things on your oven, aren’t you?”
My face paled. “Have we reached this point?”
I had tried to accept his indifference, but hearing
words broke something deep inside me,
Just then. Melody appeared, emerging from our home office in casual clothes. She spoke with feigned concern, “Drielle, don’t worry, I just stayed late helping Felix with contract reviews. The European negotiations are at a critical stager
I couldn’t say a word
Then she mentioned wanting coffee, Without a second thought, Felix went straight into the kit Marlowe to make her some.
Melody shot me a subtle, triumphant look as she settled into the living room, making herself completely at home.
“What do you think you’re doing? I snapped, my patience finally exhausted,
Melody put on an innocent expression. “I’m just concerned about the company’s future, and about Felix’s health. Maybe I should suggest he make you some herbal tea for the pregnancy.”
I gave her a cold smile, “No need. Your artificial sweetness is meant for him, so enjoy it yourself.”
I grabbed my bag and turned to leave, but Melody, clearly offended, called after me with a raised voice
“Oh nothing! I just think you’re being unnecessarily hostile when I’m only trying to help
Felix’s voice came sharp from the kit Marlowe, “Drielle, can’t you he more reasonable? Melody’s been working incredibly hard for the company.”
I stood there, clutching my belly, feeling completely alone and abandoned.
When Felix finished making Melody’s coffee and emerged from the kit Marlowe, he barely glanced in my direction before sitting close to Melody on the couch, discussing work matters in intimate, hushed tones.
Once he was absorbed in conversation with her, I quietly left the house.
As I listened to their collaborative murmurs behind me, a wave of nausea rolled over me that had nothing to do with pregnancy.
I was in so much pain that I couldn’t make any sound and could only stare at th
Chapter 28
Tohet, swelling it wasn’t worth wrguing with them any longer. Therming woy, I let without another word if they were going to be asa bertran
Jowett myself any further?
Approaching my due date, the strain
Foot Word on me, meing complications the derfor had warned about.
Bat Télix had po time for me; every day, he was either ton boxy at wrapped up in intensive uniek sesions with Melody at the affer that rán late the tight.
Back home, 1 tried to show Felix my lated prenatal report, explaining my condition and how both the baby and I needed more attention and care. He harrly glanced at the report before setting it aside with indiffermer
For a brief second, something like pain flickered in Felix’s eyes. “Em sorry, Drielle, his Melody has been working overtime on the European contracts. She needs my support. You’re capable enmigh to handle things on your oven, aren’t you?”
My face paled. “Have we reached this point?”
I had tried to accept his indifference, but hearing
words broke something deep inside me,
Just then. Melody appeared, emerging from our home office in casual clothes. She spoke with feigned concern, “Drielle, don’t worry, I just stayed late helping Felix with contract reviews. The European negotiations are at a critical stager
I couldn’t say a word
Then she mentioned wanting coffee, Without a second thought, Felix went straight into the kit Marlowe to make her some.
Melody shot me a subtle, triumphant look as she settled into the living room, making herself completely at home.
“What do you think you’re doing? I snapped, my patience finally exhausted,
Melody put on an innocent expression. “I’m just concerned about the company’s future, and about Felix’s health. Maybe I should suggest he make you some herbal tea for the pregnancy.”
I gave her a cold smile, “No need. Your artificial sweetness is meant for him, so enjoy it yourself.”
I grabbed my bag and turned to leave, but Melody, clearly offended, called after me with a raised voice
“Oh nothing! I just think you’re being unnecessarily hostile when I’m only trying to help
Felix’s voice came sharp from the kit Marlowe, “Drielle, can’t you he more reasonable? Melody’s been working incredibly hard for the company.”
I stood there, clutching my belly, feeling completely alone and abandoned.
When Felix finished making Melody’s coffee and emerged from the kit Marlowe, he barely glanced in my direction before sitting close to Melody on the couch, discussing work matters in intimate, hushed tones.
Once he was absorbed in conversation with her, I quietly left the house.
As I listened to their collaborative murmurs behind me, a wave of nausea rolled over me that had nothing to do with pregnancy.
I was in so much pain that I couldn’t make any sound and could only stare at the darkening sky helplessly.
This was my life now. This was my marriage
But I wouldn’t let it continue much longer.
I had to protect what was left of my dignity, and more importantly, I had to protect my child from growing up in this toxic environment.
As I walked through the cold December air, my phone buzzed with a text from the headhunter. The job offer was still open. A fresh start was just one decision away.
For the first time in months, I felt a spark of hope.
But I wouldn’t let it continue much longer.
I had to protect what was left of my dignity, and more importantly, I had to protect my child from growing up in this toxic environment.
As I walked through the cold December air, my phone buzzed with a text from the headhunter. The job offer was still open. A fresh start was just one decision away.
For the first time in months, I felt a spark of hope.
