Invitation Card

Two months later...

" Son! Anusha and I am really sorry that we lied to you. I will return the money to your account. Just come back home. Anusha is still sick. She needs you!"

Mrs. Nicole sobs, wiping her crocodile tears with the tissue while talking to Derek on the phone. However, his silent response is as cold as it is supposed to be.

" Son! Mom is sick. Do you wish me to die sooner because of heartbreak? What did that lowlife and filthy woman do that you are turning your back against us? You said you love Anusha. Then how come your love for Anusha is gone?"

Derek who has been patiently listening to his mother's words while rechecking his files, shuts the file with sound and grabs the phone.

" You still don't understand why I am doing this, mother? Since you are playing fool. I don't have any reason to talk to you." Frustrated, he rubs his forehead while walking towards the frosted glass wall of his office room.

"And another thing I should clear now. That lowlife, filthy woman is