登入GemmaThe ringing of my phone pulled me out of sleep.“Ahhhhh.”I groaned and reached across the bed, searching blindly for it. My eyes were still heavy, and I almost knocked the phone to the floor before my fingers finally found it.“Hello?” I answered, my voice rough and grumpy from sleep.“Ma’am, we got a contract to cook for five thousand guests.”My eyes opened immediately.“What?” I pushed myself upright, suddenly wide awake.“Yes, ma’am. I just received the email. They want us to attend a meeting this morning to discuss the menu, cost, staff, and everything else.”I stared at the time on my phone.“What time?”“Ten o’clock.”I threw the blanket aside.“Send me the details. I’m coming.”I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the phone in my hand. Five thousand guests. My stomach fluttered at the thought, and I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. At the same time, I felt nervous. It was a huge opportunity, but I knew one mistake could cost me more than the contr
Richard“It’s been two fucking years since we got married, Angela, and you’re still not pregnant.”Angela was sitting in front of the dressing table, taking off her earrings. Her fingers stopped on the second one, and she slowly lowered her hand while watching me through the mirror.“You think I don’t know that?”I stood near the window with my arms crossed, staring out at the garden. The room was expensive, spacious, and decorated exactly the way she had wanted when we got married. None of it felt satisfying anymore.“Then what is the problem?” I asked. “The doctors have checked you. They said there is nothing wrong with you. So what exactly are we waiting for?”Angela turned around in the chair. “This is not the life you promised me, Richard.”I let out a humorless laugh and turned away from the window. “What does that have to do with having a baby?”“Everything.” She pushed herself out of the chair and faced me. “You promised me a good life, Richard. You promised me security. You p
Julian“Get back here, Julian.”My mom yelled after me as we stepped outside, but I kept walking toward the parking area. My shoes struck the pavement with each step as I tried to get away from the noise, the argument, and everything that had happened inside the restaurant.My cheek was sore, and the cut on my lip stung whenever I moved it, but I barely noticed the pain. My mind was still on Richard, and I was already thinking about how to deal with him. At the same time, I couldn’t stop thinking about Gemma.The urge to see her again was stronger than I expected. Seeing her standing in her own restaurant, surrounded by people who respected her, made me happy for her. She built something for herself after everything she had been through.But there was another feeling inside me. I was sad that she had built a life without me.I sent her flowers, and she rejected them. She really made it clear that she didn’t want anything from me, yet I still couldn’t accept that she had moved on.Jame
GemmaA few minutes later, I was slightly tipsy, so I stopped drinking and stood up. I headed to the restroom, and after using it, I walked over to the sink to wash my hands. I dried them and turned to leave, but I collided with someone on my way out.My feet gave out, and I was about to fall when a pair of strong arms caught me. Our faces were almost touching. I lifted my gaze to see who it was, and my eyes widened.“You need to be careful, dear.” His familiar voice, his hot breath, his lips almost touching mine, and his arms around me made me uncomfortable. Our eyes locked, and I quickly pulled myself out of his arms.“Get your filthy hands off me, Richard!” I yelled in anger. “Who invited you here? How the hell did you get here?”I was really pissed. Of all the people I could have seen here, it had to be him.“Calm down, Gemma. Our son said he saw you, and I was waiting for the right opportunity to see you,” he said, stepping closer.I pushed him hard away from me, my forehead alr
GemmaI quickly prepped myself. I wore a red gown that reached above my knees and black stilettos. I applied a little bit of makeup since I was not really into makeup. Then I curled my hair into bouncy curls and was ready to go.By the time I arrived at the restaurant that morning, everything was ready for the opening. The staff had arrived early. Gigi was at the entrance checking the reservations.Gigi walked over with her phone in her hand.“We have most of the tables booked already, and there are still people calling to ask if we have space.”I smiled. “That’s good.”“You’re not nervous?”“I am, but I’m trying not to think about it.”She laughed. “You’ve been checking the same table three times.”“Because I want everything to be perfect.”“You did so well, Gemma. Relax.” She rubbed my arm gently.“Really, thank you.”The first customers started arriving. I welcomed them at the entrance, thanked them for coming, and watched the servers lead them to their tables. Some people stopped
GemmaGigi was already dressed for work when I walked into the kitchen. She sat at the counter eating breakfast while working on her laptop as usual.I picked up my bag from the chair.“You’re leaving already?” she asked.“Yes, I want to get to the restaurant early. I still have a few things to check.”She took another bite of her breakfast. “You know you don’t have to supervise every little thing yourself.”“I know.”“And about the other day, Gemma…”Not again, I knew where she was heading, and I wasn’t in the mood for that discussion. “Gigi. It’s okay, please, I just need to stay focused.”She smiled. “Of course.”The restaurant was almost ready. After so much time going through everything with the workers, I had a much clearer idea of what still needed to be done. Most of the major work was already finished, and the place looked nothing like the restaurant I had left behind two years ago.“If everything goes well today, I should be able to open it in two days,” I told Gigi.She sto







