I didn't like his tone on the other line. I called him to say goodbye that I will be home late because I have something important to finish. Because our clients have arrival of shipments, and they were our VIP clients, so I don't want to fail and disappoint Mr. Chavez.

“Not always, Brent. Only when there is an arrival of imports,” I explained to him.

“Eh, you have weekly arrivals, eh! You don't have time for me and for Karla,” Brent added, but my ears perked up when he said that I don't have time.

Well, every weekend I do laundry and he goes out drinking with his friends. He knows that we don't have the same work schedule, yet, he wouldn’t refuse his friends. He always prioritized them over me!

I was constantly biting my lip while waiting for Miss Rona and I only got more nervous when the man faced me. Who wouldn't be nervous when someone like Mr. Chavez smiled in front of me. Even though I was married, I still had a crush on him.

“Read it,” the man ordered and handed me an expandable blue folder.

I opened the folder and then looked up to confirm from the man if what I read on the first page was true but he didn't speak and just smiled. Suddenly my hand started to sweat so I simply put it down and put it in my skirt pocket. Then I focused on the following pages.

I wondered how much the company's total monthly income was and could it afford to pay me that much. Besides the salary, I still have allowances for cellphone and food.

“Shall I sign?” I asked the man.

“Sure,” he answered and Miss Rona arrived just in time.

Our manager sat in front of me and then smiled. “Congrats Kylie,” smiled I just ignored what Marian said because it wouldn't happen that I would rely on Brent.

“Why not? You two are married, eh. If you stay here at home, you can save money on the nanny,” said Marian.

“That's right. Actually, I really intend to resign but that's it. My child is still small and you know how Brent is,” I told Marian because in truth I was always annoyed with Brent.

Who wouldn't be annoyed by that man? We both work from Mondays to Fridays, but the laundry is left to me. My god, what did he think of me? Part-time assistant? Did we get married so that he would have a maid?

When I heard the sound of Brent's motorcycle approaching, I immediately fixed my hair and asked Marian if I was fine.

Marian scolded me because I was only good at talking but doing my hair didn't mean I would get her attention. I just don't want to look bad with my appearance. When Brent walked in I had my sweetest smile ready but the guy didn't even notice me.

“He didn’t even look at you, Kylie,” Marian remarked.

“I know. Should I kick him out of this house? I’m getting angry now, Marian.

“You can’t do it, Kylie. You love him so much,” she teased me.

True to Marian’s words, when Brent called me to bring him a bottled water upstairs, I immediately went to get a bottled water from the refrigerator.

When I looked at Marian, she was even more disappointed in me, but what I can do, I love that guy so much!

“You will understand me too when you fall in love,” I told her.

“I will be given a man like your husband, I’d rather die an old maid, Kylie.”

“Really? Don't you want to taste a man? Bigger is better, you know,” I teased Marian, and the woman laughed.

“What about Brent? Is he huge?” She responded with a question and I, as his wife, said it was confidential.

“Secret,” I answered.

“Alright, go see your prince and maybe he'll turn into a frog,” Marian said and I laughed a lot.

“How can that happen when he already looks like a frog?”