Chapter 27
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"No," Carla shakes her head, "If I did, I would have fired her."
I nod, "I see. Well there is not much we can do at the moment. We can arrange a meeting with her lawyer and discuss the terms."
"Is it going to go to court?" Not that Carla had any problem with the courtroom. I am certain that all the judges knew her.
"It depends on her claims."
Carla nods, "Oh, well good. Guess what?" Guess what was another one of Carla games when she game to my office.
"Your son has a girl friend?" I just said the first thing that came from my mouth.
"No." she said with a frown then brushed it off, "Henry doesn't want to propose to me. He said that he grew up strict catholic and all different types of rubbish. He says he can't marry a woman he has been divorced, especially me since I've divorced three times. Don't you think that's rubbish?"
I light nod my head, not that I was agreeing with her statement but just to make her feel better. I didn't understand the situation one bit. Henry claimed to be so holy, yet he is sleeping with her.
"Why do you even want to marry him? The guy has a huge forehead." He did and he wasn't even attractive.
She shrugs, "He's good in bed."
I nod my head. "I see. What does Rick think about all this?" Rick was Carla's nineteen-year-old son and her only child.
"Rick, I don't know. He has three steps fathers and he's gotten use to it..." before she could continue he phone rang. She lift her hands to me to excuse herself, "Yes. No...for God's sake can't I leave the place for ten minutes." He hissed her teeth and hang up the phone. She stood and offered me a smile, "Sorry, dear. I have to get going." she blows me and kissed and walked out of my office. Carla Webb was married to three millionaires, none of her marriage lasting more than two years. She started dating Henry before her last divorced came through.
I don't really know the exact words to describe her so I'm just gonna call her a reck for now.
I ran my hands through my hair and look down at the law suit paper she left on my desk. I pushed it aside and stand. I need to get some fresh air. I walked out of my office, Claire was at her desk like usual, "Hey, I'll be out few minutes."
She nods then continued her work. I start walking to elevator when I heard my name being called. I turn my head and look. Bennett, an associate to the firm started walking over to me. I offered him a small smile, "Hey, Bennett. You okay?"
He smiles and his blue eyes glisten, "Not as good as you."
"I'm exhausted, I'm actually heading for some coffee. Do you want to come?" Since he seemed down, it was the least I could do.
He smiled. "That would be great. Thank you."
I nod my head, "Thank you for coming to keep my company." I continued walking beside me until we reached the elevator.
"After you," he smiled allowing me to enter the elevator.
When the doors of the elevator or shut, I turn to him. "Why so blue?"
"Is it that obvious?" he asked.
I nod. Under his eyes were dark, either from a lack of sleep or crying but he didn't look happy even though he was smiling. "Maria asked me for a divorced."
I looked over at him not quite sure what to say. I lift my hands to his back. "I'm so sorry to hear. If you need someone to talk to you know where my office is."
He smiled and shake his head, "It's funny. I thought we would be happier if we moved here and she told me she wasn't and instead of trying to work it out she asked for a divorce."
I rub his back, "It's okay."
He shakes his head, "It's not. Maria wants to go back to Ohio and I want to stay. Our little Briana will be torn into pieces."
I sigh, I didn't have much experience with divorce, but I know it's never good on a child.
The elevator door opened, and we walked out. "Is there anyway you can try and save the marriage?" I looked at him with concern in my eyes.
He shakes his head, "No, she wants to leave. She makes it known, she shouts it in my ears. She doesn't love anymore. I can see it in her eyes."
I haven't had my dose of what love felt like yet but seeing other persons around with it made me wonder, is it something I need? What's so good about love? I had Iris and Brandon who live each other to death and my parents, Uncle Gideon; they were all great experiences but then I see people like Carla and Bennett. I saw what love did to them. Is it worth taking a risk at love if it's not 100% guaranteed that you'll be happy?
"I don't know what to say Bennett." I told him the truth instead of trying to find ways to comfort him.
"Don't say anything. Just be a friend." I smile up at him. I could be his friend.
We enter the café laughing at one of his family jokes. I walked in the line, "Coffee is on me."
"Are you sure?"
I nod, "I'm technically your boss, so yes. I'm sure." I lifted my head up at the menu then turn to Bennett, "What do you want?"
"Just a black coffee, no sugar, no milk." He answered.
I went to the cashier when it was my turn and gave her the orders. A few minutes later we collect the coffees and start looking for a cheer.
