Chapter 17
It’s been four good years, but I still haven’t forgotten about him. I mean, it could make sense if we were in love, if our marriage was more than a contract, but it wasn’t. I was just there for his image, that’s why he proposed to Irene while our contract was still ongoing while I was expecting his child.
I have tried to forget; I even got married. Yes, Richard was now my husband. That day, after I lost consciousness, I woke up in the hospital, and there he was told I was pregnant. Richard then proposed, as just like Logan, he also had to be married to stop public questions.
I didn’t keep it from Richard as my divorce from Logan was trending, so I explained everything to him, but he agreed, he was willing to be the father of the child, and no matter how much my experience with Logan hurt me, I still agreed. I needed money, mostly his investment in my career, so I played it smart. I knew, just like Login, his ex could show up, and he would toss me aside, but I wasn’t that naive, Patricia; I decided to dedicate my time to building my career,
I mean, look at me now. I was managing Cooper Publishing since Richard had many other businesses to run, including clubs, restaurants, and a software company. Well, not only was I now the manager of Cooper Publishing, but also a famous writer, and I developed an app that played movies more like in reels. It’s called P. Films & Co. It was already popular among readers as all my book stories were turned into movies, and they could strictly be found on the app. Dramalive. Now, I didn’t have a physical address for that company, but I ran it mostly online, and I had professional actors and a team that worked hard to make all of it possible.
“Are you crying!” A voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I quickly wiped the tear that had escaped my eye.
“It must be the mascara; I wanted to try another brand.” I lied and quickly placed the CD back on the table. “What brings you here?” I asked as it was Florence; she was now my personal assistant. It’s crazy because when I first got here, she bullied me, but after my first book gained millions of fans, she softened and started serving me, which made up for what she did to me, and trust me, she was good at her job
“It’s your husband.”
“Ah, what now?” I was now starting to get annoyed; Richard was so attached that it was getting on my nerves–according to him, he was trying to be better as I told him my experience with Logan, but this was too much. It’s been four years, and he still behaved like we just got married. Well, I loved how he treated my son–just like his own.
“He doesn’t know which of the shampoos to use on Andreas, green or blue?”
“Where’s Renea?”
“He gav
gave her a day off.”
“Of course he did; tell him green. I haven’t been keeping up with Andreas lately” I said as I got the marker pen ready to put my signature on the CDs, “and he should call Renea if he needs anything: I’m working” Ladded, which made Florence nod, ah, do you remember the lady who recommended me to Richard–the one I met on the flight? It turned out she was Richard’s maid. Well, until she became my son’s nanny, as I couldn’t trust anyone with my child. “You can go,” I said as Florence was still by the door.
“One last thing, he said, you shouldn’t be late for dinner.”
“Whatever, just go, please,” I said, and she nodded before she left. I let out a sigh b
before I started signing my name on the CD.
It took about half an hour to get that done, so after that, I got up and walked to the conference room as I had a meeting with my senior editors, an author was trending online; she writes for online sites, but reading her first pages, I could tell she could do well traditionally publishing them.
Now I heard she didn’t want to print her books and had refused most offers from publishers, but I wanted her, and one thing I’ve developed in this industry is getting whatever I waited, so the meeting was for them to chase her, find her real address if they should–it didn’t matter if she was on another continent; they just had to bring her to Cooper Publishing.
In the meeting. I made it clear to them what I wanted and how they should approach her; they all seemed on board as I promised a reward for the one who got her to sign. After the meeting. I went to the studio where Florence was re–auditioning the actors, and I trusted her judgment, I just had to be there–yes, Florence worked with me on the Dramalive app; she was the one responsible for advertising it on social media and doing all this.
I only stayed for ten minutes as I went back to my office, signed some documents, and got some work done, and by the time I was done. it was already evening, which meant I was late.
I quickly got up, and closing my computer, I picked up my handbag and then rushed out
“Mrs. Cooper
150PM
Chapter is
Chapter 18
I took a deep breath as I calmed myself down, I didn’t want to say something that I would regret later.
I placed the envelope back on the counter and then started talking about my day, wanting to terminate the conversation.
“Thave a photoshoot tomorrow, but I’m not sure I was also invited to that book conference, and I can’t miss it; my favorite writer is going to be there.”
“I know what you’re doing”
“Yes, and also I tasted the wine; it was so good. Did you replace it?”
“We need to have this
“What?”
is conversation, Patricia; we leave in three days”
“This is what Dad wanted me to do, I have to do it; I owe it to him.” He said, sounding serious, which made me realize it wasn’t a joke
after
“Alright.”
“Alright?”
“Yes, you can go, Andreas and I will just be fine.
“I can’t leave you two here, you know that.”
“Well, we can’t just leave our lives here to go and fulfill your dad’s wish. Andreas just started school, my career is finally going well, and I can’t risk and pause that now,”
—
“You won’t be pausing anything, and Andreas can attend school right there in Florida; Jane already found good schools for him.” He said
Jane was his assistant. “And most of your readers are from America; being in Florida will benefit you because guess what? I already found a good firm for you to join. I was just waiting for your go–ahead, and then I sign the contract.”
“What contract?”
“A firm was experiencing a financial crisis, I offered to be their partner.”
“And!”
“You can go in m
in my place, it’s a publishing firm; you won’t be disconnected.”
“Richard, you know I–Logan, he-
and
“Florida is big: you won’t see him. Trust me, and besides, it’s been four years. I’m sure he doesn’t remember you since you weren’t really. you know what I mean” He said, making me nod my head; refusing would be selfish of me, not after what he had done for me, besides, he was right, Florida is a big city, it’s almost impossible to run into Logan, not with his boring schedule, so swallowing my saliva, I told him I would think about it
He thanked me and then finally kissed my lips before he asked for help setting the table. I quickly got the plates and set the dining table. When it was done, I went to get my son; before we came, we had dinner,
The food was good; one thing about Richard is that he was a good cook. I was also a good cook, but I always loved when he cooked. I mean, Andreas, who always struggled to finish his food, always finished when Richard was the one who prepared it.
After dinner we watched some cartoons with Andreas; it was a routine where we would spend at least thirty minutes with him. Well, I wasn’t really watching as my mind was on Florida. I knew how important this was to Richard, knowing his complicated relationship with his father, but was 1 ready to see Logan again? Because let’s be real, Florida might be big, but there was a slight chance of us running into rach other. I had to be prepared for that chance.
I was seated there, not realizing that the TV was watching itself, until Richard tapped on my shoulder, asking if I was okay.
“Yes, where’s Andreas?”
“I took him to bed; he fell asleep,” he said, and I nodded before I gave hi bedroom
him my hand, got up, and allowed him to lead me to our
When we reached in, I hit the shower, he asked to join me, but I refused, telling him I was very tired. After freshening up, I prepared
