LOST LOVE

COMING HOME

Catherine's pov

I woke up late today. The work done last night was heavy. I took a shower and went downstairs.

I made coffee, and the bread toast was in front of me.
My head snapped at the door. There was the sound of the car's engine. The door opened, and James came inside. But that was not his car. It was a cab. He wasn't informed about his arrival. But it is normal for him to surprise his wife.

"Good morning, Catherine," he said, looking at me having breakfast.
"Good morning, James. How was your flight? " I smiled and asked, looking straight into his eyes. But he broke eye contact.
"It was usual," he said. I wanted to laugh at his face. How foolish I was to believe all his lies, I thought.
He went into the room. The bag he bought back was on the couch.
He came out of the room. He is well dressed.
"Are you going to the office? " I asked. That's amazing. My dear workaholic man came from Japan this morning and went straight to his office.
" Yeah. There are things to do. And I am taking your car. Mine is in the workshop." He literally ran to the car.
What things does he have to do? Fucking his mistress behind me. I don't want to ruin my mood by thinking about him. So I got dressed for my office.

I called a cab for my transport.
The drive was quiet. The music was playing in the cab. office gate opened for me. I stepped out of the car and walked to my space.

Then it was working time. Jenna gave me many files to finish. This is the task. The one-month period is probation time. They can dismiss you for petty issues. So I gladly took all the files and started typing.

Lunch time.

"Catherine, come, let's have lunch, "Ava called me. I need to finish these files before 3. So I rejected her. She waited for more time and then finally left.

"Catherine, didn't you go for lunch? "Henry asked.
"No, Henry, I have to finish this," I said, not taking my eyes off the monitor.
"Hey Catherine, you don't have to work deadly here," he said. I know he is chilling here all the time.
"Henry, if I don't work, then I will get fired. I am not the boss's  brother, I said. My fingers are hurting. I messaged them and started again.
"Yeah, you are not his brother. You are more than  that, he said, but I was so into the files that I didn't hear what he said.
He got a call and then stood up from the chair.

Done. I smiled, looking at the files.

"Catherine, have you finished the work? "Sara asked, coming to my table.
"Yes," I answered.
"Jenna told you to send these files to your boss's table," she said, walking away to her seat.
I took all the files and walked to my boss's room. This is the first time I'm getting inside here. I was a bit nervous about him. I heard he is very strict.

I knocked on the door and asked his permission to get in.
He said yes to me.
I placed the files on the table and stepped two feet back to let him see them.
His room is wide. It is painted white and gray. There are some plants in the corners. His table is large. He sat elegantly with one leg on the other. The black Armani suit suits him well. His long fingers touched the keypad. His face is looking in the opposite direction. Then he turned his face toward me. The jawline is sharp. The clean shave gave him a professional look. The eyes... The eyes...

I have seen these eyes before. It is hard to forget these green eyes. He is Dominic. But how is he here? Is he my boss? His eyes are still looking at me.

"Catherine, if you are done, You can leave this  room, Jenna said in an annoyed tone.
I walked back to my seat. My mind is full of Dominic. But he didn't say anything. Maybe he forgot about me. He was like that in high school. He just minds his own business. He never intentionally talked to me, but I always talked with him. It was a hobby of mine. All the boys want to be his friends, and all the girls want to be his girlfriends. But he ignored all of them, and eventually they all stopped.
I always find a way to make him talk. Sometimes he was annoyed with me. But I didn't stop.

It was evening. I took my bag and walked to the door. I took my phone to call Uber. Then I felt a presence, and I looked back. There was standing Dominic, aka my boss. I don't know what to say. If I ask him and he doesn't remember me, Then he thinks I am playing tricks. So I said good evening.
"Good evening, cat," he said simply. My eyes bulged. So he remembers me. He remembers my nickname.
"You remember?" I said it loudly.
"How could I forget you? " he said, standing in front of me. "Come, I will drop you. It will get late if you wait for the  cab, he offered in a no-rejection tone.
"It's okay, boss," I said, which made him laugh.
"If it's okay, Then come," his car came in front of him, and he opened the door for me. I took the offer and got in. He closed the door and went to the driver's seat.
The drive started.
I gave the address to him, and he glanced at me. As a cue, my stomach starts grumbling. I didn't have anything after breakfast.
"Sorry,", I said to him with an apologetic smile. He smiled, showing his pearl-like tooth.

He stopped the car. I looked outside. It is not my house. I looked at him, confused.
"Come, let's eat something," he said. I was going to reject, but my stomach wouldn't let me. I walked along with him. All the girls eyes were on him, but he avoided it and went to the table. He pulled a chair for me. wow. What a gentleman, I thought.
"Thank you, boss," I said respectfully.
"There is no need to call me boss here. We are not in  office, he said. "I want to hear you call me Dominic like before," he added.
"Dominican," I imitated how I used to call him. But it was loud, and he heard me. His laughter made me laugh. We chat while eating.

Then finally, he dropped me at my gate. I said thank you. He drove back. I turn to my house, but the lights are on. Did James stay at home? I asked myself and opened the door. There was no one in the hall, so I went to my room. James came out of the shower at the same time. I was shocked to see him now. He won't come home, and if he does, he will be late.
"Where were we at this time? " he asked me. He sounded angry. I may be thinking that I will get scared.
"I went to the office," I answered.
"Whose office? Why did you go there? " he asked again and again, not letting me breathe.
"I am working in an office. I went  there, I said  coolly.
"Why didn't you tell me this? " he asked. I want to kick his ass. How dare he question me?. 
"I have already messaged you. But I think you have no time to check my  messages, I said. His eyes showed emotion, but they changed quickly.
"Cat, but your health," he again started. What the hell does this man want? Does he want me to quit this job? Then Mr. Johnson dreamed on.
" James I am fine now. The doctors have already confirmed  it, I said.
"But cat," don't call me cat. I don't like hearing it from him.
"James, you have been busy these times. Should I tell dad to do less work for  you? I asked like a wife who is concerned about her husband, but his posture changed.
" No. Don't tell," he said quickly. "If you want, you can go to work," he said, and then his phone rang. It is not hard to find whose call it is. I thought he was going to take it, but he hung up.
"Cat, have you forgotten?" he asked. Why did he suddenly ask that?
"What is the matter? " I asked.
"It is mom's birthday coming. We have to give a gift for  her, he said. The phone is ringing again and again, but he avoids it.
"We should be there," he completed. Of course, he wants to show the happy couple in front of his family. But I said okay; after all, they considered me a daughter.

 

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