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“Night, Dillon.”
CHAPTER 3
Dillon
I feel like I’ve been living my DAYS repetitively. There are no highs, no lows, just monotonous feelings and emotions. But life goes on.
On the brighter side of life, the company has an intern starting today, which is not only a rare occurrence but it is quite surprising. However, after careful consideration, and how amazed I was during our interview, I think it’ll work out really well for all the parties involved.
“Mrs. Emerson,” I called out, “do you remember where I put my suits?” I asked her.
She’s one of those elders that you spend all your life knowing and one of those people you have the utmost level of respect for. After the death of my grandparents, she stayed on to take care of Mara and I, and when the wealth came and life changed, I didn’t let her go— I couldn’t. She’s family, and there’s definitely not much of that to go around.
“Mr. Xander, they are laid out on your bed,” she sweetly replied. Since everything was moved into the penthouse a few days ago, I had no idea where my belongings were put.
“Thank you.”
“You know,” she started, “it’s okay to take it easy sometimes.”
She’s right, but if I move even five seconds slower, then I’ll definitely lose all the structure I’ve managed to build all these years.
“I know, there’s just too much to do.”
She didn’t bother to answer, but instead, went about her day. The start of the day felt completely awful, like it was about to go downhill. However, I left the room and went to get some work done in my office.
Walking down the stairs, I was greeted by pebbles and Mara. I could’ve sworn she left last night.
“Good morning, D.”
“Morning, Mar. What are you doing here?”
“I’m pregnant, and my husband is annoying me, so here I am. But there’s something I have to tell you,” she said in an anxious tone. I’ve learned better than to get involved in Mara and her husband’s arguments; they have a very interesting relationship.
“Tell me what?”
“It’s about Annalise,” she said and gulped. Mara, above all, knows how sensitive of a topic that woman is.
“I don’t want to hear it,” I shouted and walked over to my desk.
“Dillon, it—”
“Honey, hello,” I heard and spun around, shocked. This can’t be happening today.
“What the fuck is she doing here?”
“I came here and saw her, and told the bitch to leave,” Mara cursed and hissed her teeth.
“Annalise,” I said after taking a deep breath. “Get the fuck out of my house,” I shouted.
“I called about a million times, and you didn’t answer. Is that how you treat your wife?” She asked and pouted. Is this woman insane?
“Annalise, listen to me and listen to me good. You are nothing to me. I don’t ever want to see you unless it’s in your casket, and even then, I don’t want to see you,” I spat and left my study.
Whenever she wants to cause trouble or make a comeback in my life, she shows up, but I’m done with her. I tried my best, but I’m out of energy and patience.
I went to finish getting dressed, walked Pebbles a bit, and grabbed my things to leave the house.
Within the hour, we arrived. Traffic was a bitch.
