Chapter 43 Your Wife’s Having Lunch With Another Guy
A thoughtful expression crept into Felicia’s face.
She could guess what the conversation between Sharon and Sabrina was like.
Still, as bad as it made Felicia seem, what else could she have done? That client was a real menace, and he wouldn’t quit unless she threw him a bigger, sexier bone.
Felicia was not exactly happy with what she had chosen to do, but given a choice, she would do it again in a heartbeat to save herself. The client’s relentless harassment had left her with no other option. If
Sabrina happened to become his next target, so be it.
Honestly, Felicia would not have minded so much if that client could give her some sort of benefits-but no! He had nothing!
But with Sabrina gone, Felicia was left facing a new dilemma. What would she do if the client returned, and she didn’t have Sabrina as her shield anymore?
The more she pondered it, the worse her mood became. She felt trapped.
*
Sabfina was in a rush to leave the office and accidentally collided with a guy as soon as she stepped out of the elevator. Luckily for her, it was just Finnick Odeon.
Finnick had been seriously wondering about coming here. Now that someone from HQ was taking over this specific branch company, it seemed like a promising place to be.
It was one reason to be here. The other-and bigger-reason was Sabrina.
He had always admired her, and now that he had the chance to take their connection to a new level, hé wasn’t going to let it slip away.
That’s how he ended up bumping into her today. He had been on his way to the HR department to report for his new job when Sabrina collided into him.
Her panic was contagious, and he found himself growing anxious too.
“Sorry-” Her eyes met his worried gaze, and she froze. Finnick?!
“Is everything alright, Sabrina? Do you need any help?” he asked with genuine concern.
It was just the sort of thing Sabrina remembered Finnick as-the college student who was also eager to lend a hand. She had been one of the people he helped back then, so seeing him made her feel slightly
more at ease.
“I’m fine. I’m on my way to the hospital. You? Are you planning to work at the legal department here?”
Finnick was alerted by the destination. The hospital? Was Sabrina sick? “The hospital? Are you okay? Are you feeling sick? Don’t go alone! Wait here in the lobby while I report myself to HR for my new job and we can go to the hospital together, okay?”
Being a legal consultant had its perks. For example, his presence was only needed when the company was facing some sort of legal issues. Thank goodness for that right now!
Sabrina watched him rush off, feeling guilty for having troubled him.
Finnick practically ran back to her after he was done with his own affairs. He was still panting when he reached her-which only intensified Sabrina’s guilt.
“Look, I’m sure you’ve got a lot of other things to worry about, right? You don’t need to worry about me. I’m not seeing a doctor or anything. I’m going to visit my Grandpa,” Sabrina explained.
If her intention was to decline his offer to go together, then Finnick was having none of it.
He dug out his keys. “It’s okay. I’m not in the middle of anything right now. I can go with you,” he said. “I remember your grandpa. He and your brother used to see you off at the college gates, right? I even talked to your gramps before. Maybe he’d like to talk to me, ha!”
Sabrina was quite stunned by how Finnick remembered those details. She had almost forgotten them
herself.
“I’m afraid you’re going to get pretty disappointed. My grandpa was in a car accident and has been in a coma since,” she informed him.
He froze, but he recovered quickly. “I’m sorry to hear that, but I still want to talk to him. Maybe my voice will work some magic and wake him up!”
He was so persistent that Sabrina relented. They decided to go together.
Unbeknownst to them, a man in a suit had passed by and stopped, observing Sabrina and Finnick’s interaction. She seemed to be having a lot of fun chatting with this guy, was she not?
He clicked his tongue and took a picture of them. He sent it to Curtis together with a message that said. [ Don’t get a heart attack, but your wife’s going out to lunch with some random guy.]
Curtis gave him no reply at all, but the man was undeterred. He ran straight to Curtis’ office.
Seeing Curtis still busy with work, he pursed his lips in disapproval. “Bro, what the f*ck are you doing?! Your wife is having lunch with another guy and you’re still obsessed with work?”
Victor entered the office just in time to hear him. “Ayo, Sabrina is having lunch with a guy and he’s not Curtis?! Point the way, bro!”
Curtis did receive the message-he simply chose not to reply.
However, the fact that the husband himself was unfazed by the news, while his two best friends were chattering like excited teenage girls about the latest gossip, did not look good on him.
He set his pen down and shot them a glare. “Don’t any of you have more meaningful things to do?” he grumbled.
Honestly, who the hell spent their time scrutinizing their friend’s wife’s lunch plans?
