Be My Wifey Or Lose Your Job

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“Will you just keep staring?..”he asked and turned to me.

I smiled and shook my head.

“How come you’re here?.”I asked.

“Or, did you come because I was running late?.”I added.

“Nope. I came to pick you up.”he replied.

“How come you arrive just in time?, do know I will stay at work late?.”I asked curiously.

“I’ve been here since your closing hour.”

“Wait.. don’t tell me you..”I gasped.

“Yeah. I just have to wait for you.”he chuckled.

“Oh, that would have been tiring. You should have called me, or, better still, come inside.”I said and hit his arm playfully.

“Well, I’m use to waiting, you know. I had to wait for you when you went on a date with a guy that time, remember?. And, I also had to wait just to see you again on a day so…”he shrugged.

I covered my mouth my palm and laughed.

God!.

His hand slide to my waist and he pulled me to his body and we started walking towards the car that’s parked a few miles away.

He opened the door for me and I got inside, with him still holding the umbrella over my head.

“Thanks to you ma’am, I had to sleep for three hours.”the driver from the other day yawned and rubbed his eyes..

“I wonder what you’ve done to my boss, how you charmed him and how *love at first sight*could be this dying.”he smiled and I rolled my eyes at him.

George also got inside the car and he drove off.

Silent step in again.

I decided to say something so I broke the silent.

“I once look through a case. Do know that a man almost murdered his wife?.”I said.

George turned to me and said,”really?.”with a frown.

“Yeah. And he said he was..”

“Are we seriously talking about your work right now that we’re together?. That is not at all romantic..”George cuts in.

Romantic?.

I scoffed lightly and slowly turned my face away to the window.

“Don’t you have nothing to say?, as in about you?, your childhood experience?. I think that would be more romantic.”he says.

I turned to him and he nodded with a smile.

“Okay, so.. when I was a child, u wasn’t like other kids that always play around the street. I was always browsing around for something that will pick my interest. I studied a lot of novels and then, that’s where I came across the word *prosecutor* and I became fond of the profession and…”

“Ahh.. please, stop. No wonder you’re not at all romantic. You are always studying. That’s why you don’t have time for love life.”I rolled my eyes.

I’m always studying?.

How does he knows that?.

“How do you know that…”

“Of course. You’re either in this library or this..”he suddenly stopped. Realising he had let out the whole thing, maybe.

“Were you stalking me?.”I asked.

“Uhhh… that’s not the exactly way to put it.”he said nervously.

“But yes, we are stalking you.”the driver added and George glared at him.

Woah.

We?.

“Anyways, boss. Do you mind?, if I introduce someone that knows about romantic words to your wife?.”he asked.

“You must be really out of it.”I scoffed at him.

“Well, I don’t mind.”George said and u turned to him.

“But I do mind also. What if the person start teaching her some nasty things and I won’t want that all.”he quickly added after I passed him a glare.

“Oh, okay. Now, talking about this made me to remember a girl I met some days ago.. she was really pretty. I hope to find her again sometimes. And I will go look for her at the bar I met her that day to see if I could ass her. She was really… well.. I just like her.”the driver enthused.

“Shut up, Ren.”George grunted.

So his name is Ren.

“Alright sir. But I just can’t get her images out of my head. The way she tug at my shirt and how her lips moved when she told me to stay with her. Her pouty cherry pink lips and..”

That was how Ren went talking until we got up.

I was the first to got down because I was bored with Ren’s talk.

Geez..

How can a guy talks that much.

I thought Diana is the only chatter – box, but, his was redundant.

I walked inside the house and I met Evelyn in the living room.

“Welcome, miss Janelle.”she smiled widely.

So, with the little moment I’ve spent with the both girls, I’ve come to know their personality.

Evelyn is kind, cheerful and jovial and Gracia is reserved, easy – going and kind, in a very vague way though.

“What’s up. How are you?.”I replied.

“I’m very fine, ma’am.”she grinned.

I nodded and headed towards the stairs.

I took it up to the room and quickly changed into my night dress before George will enter and hecame in afterwards.

“Mom sent someone to give this to you this morning.”he said as he brought out a small tube.

“Really?. What’s that?.”I asked.

“I don’t know but, I think is for the eye.”he said pointing to my right eye.

Oh.

I collected it from him and stared at it before dropping it on the table.

I went down for dinner and came back to the room then applied the content in the tube Beck sent to my on my right eye.

I guess luck is really on my side today because nobody ask me about wearing a glass all day at work.

I went to the bed and George who has been lying there since we returned stood up with the laptop he was operating.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Huh?.

“Where are you going?.”I asked.

“To the other room.”he replied.

“And why?, why can’t you sleep here?.”the words slipped out of my tongue.

“I thought you don’t want us to be sleeping together. You said so yesterday.”

“Well, I changed my mind. You can sleep here.”I smiled.

He furrowed his brows at me in confusion.

“Why the sudden change of heart?.”he asked.

“Nothing.”I shrugged.

“Are you sure you want us to sleep on the same bed?.”he asked.

“Yeah.”I nodded.

I lied down and he also came lie down beside me.

“Good night.”I said.

“Yeah, good night.”he replied.

# The next morning.

I woke up to the sound of the door closing.

I opened my eyes and turned to the other side of the bed to see it empty.

Huh?.

Where did he go.

I looked around the house, but, no sign of him.

I sat up and let’s out a loud yawn.

Maybe he has already gone out.

I stood up and went to the bathroom, brush my teeth and took my bath.

I dressed up for work and just like yesterday, I put on my glasses.

I went down for breakfast and Gracia dished it out for me.

It was chicken sandwich.

After I was done eating, I thanked her for the meal and phew!.. I found my self in the office.

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”Diana said as she walked in.

“Hey, babe.”I smiled.

“Hey. You have a lot to explain to me. One is when you’ve started wearing glasses. And, I also have a lot to talk about also… about a guy I met back at the bar. Now, you go first.”she expounded and sat down in the chair opposite mine.

**

Pamela’s Pov.

“I don’t support this, girl. It’s… well…”Clara said.

“Oh, come-on. Just think about it, girl. It will be a great thing if u should become the wife of George McFarland. It will be a big hit….”I smiled as I crossed my leg.

“You’re playing with the devil, Pam. As far as I’m concerned, you’re not into this guy but his money. There are quite many ways to achieve that than ruining his wedding.”

I scoffed and put my leg down.

“Look, if you aren’t going to support it then you can just leave, but, have it in mind that if the plan get successful, i will enjoy all the riches alone.”

“Okay.. but, how do you intend to get to him?.. as in ruin his wedding.”

“Well…..”I grinned. “Now, we’re talking.”I crossed my leg back.

“I heard he has two maids in the mansion.”I started.

“Yeah?.”

“I will buy them off. And, what will happen if the bride’s wedding gown got ruined on the wedding day?.”