There's Always A Reason... [Book 1]

Chapter 25

"Be careful who you vent to. A listening ear is also a running mouth"

~ Anonymous

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Sean's POV

I went back to my office. As I entered, my secretary, Jonathan, was waiting for me as he was nervously checking out time again and again.

I walked very fast and got to him, he looked at me and sighed in relief.

"Oh thanks lord, you're here!" He said as we both hurried to the meeting room as he held my coat in his hands.

On the way, he helped me out with wearing it. I brushed by hair through my fingers running through them.

"Sir, you'll be having another meeting after this one. The Richmonds want to be partners with us in all our projects regarding public schools and the training centres project's file you asked for." He said as we both rushed to the meeting room. He handed me the file.

I just took a look at it for a second.

"Put it in my office." I ordered him.

He just nodded as we both entered the room. Everyone inside stood and I was no longer rushing but was quite calm apparently.

I went to the head seat and sat down, followed by everyone. Max was on my right with Jonathan on my left.

And so the meeting began......

1 hour later ~

Finally, the meeting was over. We all stood up and shook hands though the proposal we were getting was quite stupid but I'd wait to see if Richmonds have anything better to propose.

Then, everyone except my team left. I waited till they were all gone.

I also went back to my office. I really had a tight schedule today. I sat on my seat and looked at the file waiting for me to give it a look and so I opened it.

I was just going through it when I suddenly felt the worst feeling I could ever get. Guilt, regret, hatred, disappointment, hurt and so on.

I ran my hands through my temples.
Leila.

But, why would she be like it? She was quite happy when I dropped her at her home.

I tried to get my attention towards the file. But, the more I tried to ignore her thoughts, the more I over thought about her.

This is why I hate her! I hate her! She makes me feel so confused and helpless. Why the hell am I feeling feelings which aren't even Mine! Why do I have to suffer because of her! Her problems, her suffering.

This all situation made me so angry. I slammed the file on the table and leaned back on my seat. I walked to my wall-length window and looked at the view.