chapter 2

“After that? What else are you?”

“What is that supposed to mean?” she asked in shock.

“Exactly what you think it does.” He glanced at his watch impatiently, “I’m leaving now. Goodbye.” He left her standing at the entrance.

What else am I? She asked herself. He asked her those questions as though it wasn’t enough for him that she was taking care of this home. She blinked back tears, wore a smile, and rejoined her son.

“Are you done with breakfast already, Toto?” she asked him, and he nodded in reply. Toto was the nickname she gave him because that was what he called himself when he was still learning how to speak, and it stuck ever since then. “Alright then, let’s get to school.” She gestured to the maid to clear up the table and together she and Christopher set off for his school.

Logan arrived at work, settling in at his office, his conversation with his wife this morning and the argument the night before still annoying him. How dare she question him? She should just keep her mouth shut and enjoy all the luxuries he was giving her. No, instead, she decided she wanted to act like a deranged woman. He rubbed his temple in frustration, a headache already forming; he glanced at the documents in front of him, then swiveled on his chair, turning his back to them. A knock on his door had him turning around again.

“Sir. Miss Lance is here for you.” The person behind the door said, and he smirked a bit.

“Let her up.”

A moment later, a woman entered the office, her red dress clung seductively to her body, showing off her shoulders, her hair fell in black luscious waves past her shoulders, her lips painted blood red, she smiled at him, and she gazed at him with a sultry look on her face.

“Logan.” She called him in a low and seductive voice.

“Christa.” He responded just as seductively, beckoning her to join him.

She walked towards him slowly, her heel clacking on the floor. She straddled him where he sat, placing her arms on his shoulders.

“It’s been too long Christa.” He said softly stroking her hair. She let out a light laugh.

“You saw me yesterday silly; remember you had to run home to your wife.” She said her tone turning bitter as she said wife. Logan’s expression changed at the mention of his wife, “Is something wrong?” She asked but it was obvious in her tone that she wanted something to be wrong.

“Don’t ruin my mood by mentioning my wife. She annoyed me this morning.”

“Oh no!” She exclaimed with false sympathy, placing her hand on his cheek, “What happened?”

“She was questioning the way I was speaking to my son. If one saw her now they’d think she did any work in that house. I’m the one making all the money and giving her all the luxuries she’s enjoying.”

“Oh, honey. Some women just don’t know how to be grateful. You do everything for them but it just isn’t enough.” Christa said stroking his cheek. In truth, she was pleased with what she was hearing. She’d purposely kept Logan with her longer than necessary because she wanted his wife to become suspicious and leave, that way she could take her rightful place as Logan’s one and only woman but the woman didn’t seem to want to take a hint.

“You’re right Christa. You are the only one who gets me.” He said his hands were grabbing her waist.

“If that’s the case, why haven’t you gotten rid of her yet and marry me?” Christa asked with a pout.

“All in due time. My son is still too young for me to change his mother, plus he’s still a fussy kid. I don’t want you to worry about raising a kid.” He responded by moving his hands to her behind. “Now let’s talk about something else.”

“Oh Logan, you’re so naughty. We can’t do it in here. What if someone comes in? The door isn’t locked.” She said with a soft gasp.

“My staff knows better than to come in without knocking, so don’t worry about anything.”

“Alright then.” She said and kissed him.

The two were far too engrossed in each other to notice the figure that was standing behind the door, the form was that of a woman. He stood behind the door, frozen in shock at the words she heard, and with a small gasp;, she quickly left before she was noticed.

Marybeth had dropped off her son at his school, and she decided to go see her husband at his workplace, something she hadn’t done for a long time. She glanced at the lunch box she had prepared for him an excuse she felt was adequate enough to see him. She pulled up to his company, spending some time in the car to collect herself. For some reason, her hands were shaky, and she was nervous. She believed it was because his words from earlier still bothered her. How could he forget all she had sacrificed for him to focus on growing his company to where it was now? He spoke to her as if she were nothing. His words made her feel like she was nothing.

She took a deep breath, grabbed the food, and walked with her head high into the building. The receptionist noticed her and gave her a small smile of hello and a nod. She nodded back in response, heading to the elevator that would take her to her husband’s office.

Just as she stepped off the elevator, a woman ran past her, bumping into her, and she dropped the box, spilling the food.

“Hey!” She exclaimed.

“So sorry Mrs. Renfry.” The woman said bending down to help her pack the food. It was ruined now so she could only dispose of it. “Did I hurt you?” She asked worriedly.

“Oh no, I’m alright. You just frightened me that’s all.”

“I’m so sorry ma’am.” The woman said again.

“It’s alright. Do I know you? I don’t think I’ve seen you here before. Are you new?”

“Yes. I only just joined the company.”

“Why were you rushing then?”

“Um…” The woman hesitated. Before her was the lady, her boss, and what could only be his mistress were discussing. Does she reveal what she had heard? The woman decided against it, it was not wise to involve oneself in marital affairs. If Mrs. Renfry were smart, she would find out all on her own. “I had to run back because I’d forgotten .Mr. Renfry asked me to bring him some documents, and he is in a meeting now, so I decided to just quickly get them. Before he remembered, I mean.”

“Logan is? I didn’t know he had a meeting.” Marybeth was puzzled, as she knew if he was in a meeting all the staff she’d passed would have told her. She shrugged; perhaps they’d forgotten to tell her.

“Did you come to see him for something important?”

“Well I was bringing him lunch, but we know how that went.” She responded laughing.