Billionaire Maid

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I had been searching for a new job all day and I couldn't just seem to concentrate. There was only one reason I couldn't concentrate. Rafael. I tried my best not to think about him again but all my effort in vain.

All the memories kept coming back to me especially the ones we had a good time in.

Why did he have to do what he did? Was I really not enough for him? I had calculated how far Ariel's pregnancy was and I noticed when he slept with her, he was still sleeping with me. That's what hurts the most. I trusted him and he stabbed me right in the back.

I remember telling Mr King that I didn't want to work there anymore.

I walked into the study. I had sprinkled cold water on my face so he wouldn't notice my flushed cheeks and my bloodshot red-rimmed eyes.

I hated myself for crying so much over that bas.tard. I was sad also happy that he had respected my wish and left me alone.

Mr King smiled at me as I took my seat opposite him.

"Good morning. " I said greeting him.

"Good morning, Dolores. What's wrong? " He asked starring squarely at me.

"Nothing." I answer a bot too quickly. "Nothing's wrong. " I say again after taking a deep breath.

"Relax, Dolores. Why are you here to see me? " He says taking hold of my hand and he quickly retracts his when he feels how cold mine are.

"Shit. You're freezing Dolores. Are you alright? " He asks, his voice laced with concern and his face is scrunched up in worry.

At that moment I already begin to feel the waterworks starting. Mr King's concern for me makes me feel warm. I blink my eyes hoping I can stop the tears.

"I'm fine, Mr King." I say pausing.
"I want to leave. " My voice is hoarse as I'm trying to talk through the lump forming in my throat.

When he doesn't say anything, I explain further.

"I want to stop working here Mr King. I want to quit. " I say not looking at him. I don't want to see the look in his eyes.

I don't want him to know his son made me this way.

"Why? " He asks and his face is serious once again. "Is it Angela?"He says her name like it gives a bitter taste to his mouth.

When I don't say anything he continues, "You shouldn't let Angela be a problem to your stay here. If it's her I wouldn't mind speaking to her."

"No. It's not her. I just don't want to work here any longer Mr King." I finally say.

"It's alright. I was just expecting you to have a reason for your leave. I will just write your last cheque." He says in disappointment, standing up and getting a book from his drawer.

I turn from him when a traitorous tear slips down. I hope he hasn't noticed my face but since he doesn't talk about it I'm guessing so.

"Dolores, is Rafael the one making you upset?" He asks quietly onto the silence.

At the way my shoulders stiffen at the mention of his name and the way more tears begin to fall the answer is clear.

I turn to him and as he sees my expression his face drops. I wonder if he knows about Ariel's pregnancy and if he does he acts like it doesn't bother him.

He looks up at me.
"Don't let Rafael affect your stay here. I really like you Dolores, I consider you as my daughter." He hands me the cheque at that.