Be My Wifey Or Lose Your Job

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Janelle paused. She stared at Diana for a long time and slowly, she took her hands off her shoulders.

“He loves you Diana”

“No, he doesn’t. If he does love me, he won’t be staring at other ladies. And not just a stare, a strong and…”Diana sniffed.

Janelle walked to her table and grabbed gave her a tissue paper.

“Thanks”Diana busted into tears as she collected the paper from her.

She picked out some and cleaned her eyes.

“Anyways, how about you and George?”

“Well, nothing. We fine.”

“Wow. I wish I can be so perfect at handling things like you.”Diana smiled.

Janelle scoffed and went to sit down.

“I’m married, Diana. Remember?”

“There you are again, married lady. Anyways, gotta go. Have a lot of work on my desk.”

“Alright. We will see when we see.”Janelle replied.

And Diana walked out.

Janelle sighed and tucked her hair behind her ears.

This is really hard.

She buried her face in her palms and remained like that for some meaningful minutes.

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“Where do I have to go today again?”George asked while walking out of the five stars hotel with Betty.

She smiled. “That will be all for today sir”

“That’s relieving”he sighed.

“Huh, sir, today is my birthday and I will be throwing a party. So, do you mind coming over to my apartment?. I would really appreciate”

“Happy birthday”he simply replied and entered the car.

“You can take a cab”he said to her before his driver zoomed off.

Betty stood and scoffed.

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Diana’s phone started ringing and she peeped at the screen.

Ren’s number appeared on the screen.

She took the phone and bit her lower lips.

Okay, she loves him, alright?. She’s falling so deep for this man that she forgives him easily no matter how much he hurts her and she kinda hate herself for that.

She swiped to the right slowly and placed the phone on her ear.

“Diana…”he called.

“Hm?”

… “I’m sorry”

Diana blinked and pressed her lips.

“I’m… sorry?”she repeated.

“Let me compensate you. Let’s meet…”

“Ren!”she called.

“Are you really?…..”she paused and scoffed.

“You see, I was just working before you called so bye now, I have a lot of work to do.”

“But…”

“Do not but me, Ren. I’m now cheap now, right? That you think you can just buy me over with just a gift or prolly a date?. Well, you have it wrong this time around. You can’t just keep hurting me, Ren. We’ve not even got married and you’re already exhibiting this despicable act?”

“I know, right. But I’m sorry. You shouldn’t understand”

“I’m not good with understanding.”

She clicked on the red button and placed her phone down.

Alright, that took a lot of courage to do but she was glad she did that.

She can’t act like a weakling again. She had had enough of that!.

She focused back on her work but who is she kidding?. Her main focus is on Ren, Ren and Ren alone.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

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Janelle returned back to the house after work.

She got changed into another dress and went to prepare dinner.

She decided to go with fried noodles and eggs as she was tired.

Well.

She brought this on herself.

George had wanted to hire a housemaid but she strongly opposed his decision.

They only have a cleaner that do come over to clean up the house once in a while and that’s when she called them.

After she was done with the food, she ate hers and placed George’s own on the table.

As she made to move away from the dinning room, the door opened with George coming in.

“Welcome”she greeted.

“Yeah.” He nodded and his eyes traveled to the table.

“Dinner set?”

“Yep!”she replied.

He nodded and walked away.

Janelle went to wash the pot and cleaned where she cooked before going to the room.

She heard rushing water from the bathroom and she walked to her desk.

She picked a book from the shelf and opened it.

She started flipping pages over pages.

When she realized what she was looking for wasn’t there, she returned the book and took another one.

George came out and he glanced at her.

He shook his head with a scoff.

“Workaholic woman”he mumbled.

“And I heard that”Janelle said looking up at him.

He scoffed and shrugged.

He changed into his pyjamas and went down for his dinner.

Janelle grabbed her phone and went to her *playmusic*app.

She tapped on a music and dropped her phone.

The sound came on and she smiled.

Yeah. This is all she wants now.

Music.

Music to calm down her nerves.

She have alot going now and she needs music.

Music is life. Music is some kind of relief dosage.

Music is…. in just all simplify, everything, especially to her.

It helps her alot, pretty much. She loves playing music when she’s reading.

She began reading and after a long while, she didn’t know when she slept off.

George entered afterwards and when he saw her head on the desk, he assumed she’s already asleep and walked to her, making sure his steps are stealth so as not to wake her up.

When he got to her, he stared down at her.

Why is she doing this?

Why is she doing this to him?

Doing this to herself?

He bent over and tucked her loose hair behind her ear softly.

“I love you, Janelle. I always will. But, you keep hurting me. Why?.”

Just then, her phone beeps.

She woke up Immediately.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I slept off. Huh?, what are you doing here?, so fast?”she asked and grabbed her phone.

“You slept off”he replied her.

“Oh, I did?. Well, I did.”she smiled.

She unlocked her phone and saw it was a message from an unknown.

She clicked on it.

Her mouth drop opened immediately.

A photo of George and a girl more beautiful than her in front of the hotel.

*I did well, right?*the person says.

Huh?

She turned to look at George than back at the picture

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