#37 "Too Late For Everything" (part 7)

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  Falling in love is only possible when you're humble; and it explains why I haven't fall – into my ex-husband or into anyone. My ego told me that depending to someone will burden you with unreal promises in the end. And it all started that night:

On my way home from my university, there was a gray car parked near our house. Mom was in the passenger seat with a man beside her and they were... kissing.

I already had some hints that my mom cheats but seeing her on action has blown me away. 'Why? Why would she do this?' I asked to myself, frozen, unable to speak, to blink or to exhale the frustration inside of me. Until...

"Team leader? Team leader?!"

My subordinate from work called me and that made me stop from reminiscing that painful memories of my past.

"Uh?" I mumbled.

"I've been calling you for five times."

"Really? I'm sorry."

"This is the first time I saw you spacing out. Is there something that's bothering you?"

My ex-husband's confession last night is so vivid that I can hear his sweet like honey voice until now.

[I like you]

It is the first reason why I was out of my mind then second is that bartender, Wen Junhui. Because of them, I hardly slept for only three hours.

'When and how did Joshua like me? Junhui knows me for 12 years? Where did he meet me first?' I've been solving these puzzles but nothing came in the picture.

Usually, 9 out of ten girls have dreamt of being in the center of two hot guys, fighting for them, even once of their lives. However, in my position, I felt frustrated instead.

"Ahmm, team leader? We will have a lunch in the sushi resto nearby. Do you want to eat with us?"

'Sh*t. I was spacing out again.'

I smiled a bit before I stood up and got my wallet. "You guys can't eat comfortably with your boss around."

"Eyyy, don't be so hard to yourself," she chuckled uncomfortably.

"Go and enjoy your sushi. I'll eat alone." I walked out of my office and heard, "Are you sure?!" in fading voice.

I'm not a strict boss, like someone who can drop the temperature below zero and then, send chills to whoever she encountered. My subordinates joke around with me, and I also did the same. But when it comes to work, my perfectionist idealism came first and made them all alert not to make any mistake. In short, I used their fear to motivate my team for the better results.

'I'm a good boss, but an immature wife.'

How dense I was for not noticing my ex-husband's feelings and for being forgetful of Junhui, just in case we've really met before?

"So all this time, I am the dumb one," I whispered while walking out from our company building.

Since food comes first before everything, I shook my thoughts by walking straight to somewhere. However, a huge shadow overlapped me and when I looked up; I recognized that it was Junhui's.

"Hi," he greeted and when he smiled, I thought that two suns can exist at the same time. He is wearing a simple white V-neck shirt, ripped white Guess jeans and brown Adidas rubber shoes. Usually, he wears silver piercing but today, he only has his silver necklace as his accessory. His hair wasn't styled, and it was my first time seeing his bangs down.

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