
"Carla, there's hot gossip." It was almost the afternoon of a weekend when Janette approached me. I'm checking the project calculations provided by David.
"What?"
"You know Margie said she left the office..." Oh, David's assistant, "with tears. He resigned immediately."
"Hmm... and then?" One more heart that the Devil broke, stupidly the girl herself gave her heart to the Devil named David Montgomery. But well, drama is drama, it's interesting to see.
"Said Margie wanted David to announce her as a lover but David didn't want to. So finally one office knows their relationship isn't actually just professional." Maybe he was influenced to want to prove my word that David considered him just one of his women. Now he proves it. David let him resign.
"Old song. It probably happened a lot before we came here. Maybe it's 10, or something like that."
"I'd like to try one night. Looks like he's great, dreaming about it isn't enough." I laughed at Janette who had fantasized too far.
I shook my head and laughed.
Hmm, I will also use it last night. If women expect too much love, being blinded by love will end too tragically. It's good that he can be trusted, but in my family's case my father was as demonic as David Montgomery.
My father was a handsome yacht captain, back then still vice-captain, traveling the world, he said, My mom, a nurse, met her on a loving voyage at the age of 22 and my dad was 32.
But the player is still the player, the casanova will still have the same character during her life, I was born, the first betrayal was smelled, Mom was hit by a crisis the first time but she still survived for the sake of me having a father. One who sustains the lives of his children.
At that time he gave up his job, our lives were quite comfortable at that time, however my father's salary was quite good. So he knew, tired of fighting because every father back from the voyage he found messages from women who were seduced or seduced by my handsome father.
And I know Mom loves her knows how to get Mom's heart if they fight, she lies of course, and sometimes Mom stupidly believes her lies.
Until the time my youngest brother was born was 2 years old a woman came to the doorstep of the house in a pregnant position. I remember when I was 14.
It was the biggest storm I've ever witnessed and Mom never went berserk leaving the house, I hated Dad back then for breaking Mom's heart, making my sisters cry.
I'm used to Mom's anger, she sometimes makes us emotional outbursts because of her jealousy towards Dad, she takes care of the kids but out there dad is having fun with beautiful women.
As my oldest son was the first to receive an outpouring of emotions, perhaps it was the good Lord that he gave me a better understanding of why Mom was so. But after scolding me he apologized, I forgave him and considered it not an extraordinarily disturbing incident.
One day in the summer he was sitting pensively in our Florida home, a week since that incident he's been home again. She only went two nights, but came back because she missed her kids. She is still a good mother.
As a 14-year-old oldest child, he had seen too much of everything happen after incident, with his 7-year-old sister, 6 And 2 years since that incident I can't bear to not talk to him.
"Mom, you love me too much. He's only human, you can't hope for him. You'd be happier if you stopped loving her too much. Why do you lie to yourself she'll be able to change, you give birth to 4 children for her, do you think she'll change for you."