The next day, Ryan drove Amy to Rachel's house. After reaching her place, Ryan glanced at Amy and said as usual: "See you again this weekend."
At first Amy just nodded but suddenly remembering something she said: Ah!! Ryan... about that.. I don't think that we'll be able to meet this weekend. Rachel will take me to her office this week...so I've to finish my homework during the weekend. For our next meeting... I'll text you later."
This new suggestion didn't sit well with Ryan, but he himself understands the struggle of Amy. But one thing is... He looked Amy and asked: "My number... Do you have that?"
Amy blinked twice and stared at him blankly. Only after a while, she remembered that she didn't have her husband's number with her. All these they have planned everything through their meeting, so she never thought of getting his number.
On the other hand, Ryan is feeling dejected. This is the first time he had ever asked a woman whether she has his number or not. Usually it's the other way around. He thought that she'll ask for his number, but who knows that he'll get such a dense wife.
Seeing his wife trying hard to come with an excuse, he just flipped out his phone and dialed a number. Amy's phone brightened up. Then he just informed: "That's my number..save it!!" With that he cut the call.
Amy stared at her phone. She thought that he too will not have her number. But now seeing him dialing to her she felt shocked. "Why do you have my number?"
Hearing the question, Ryan glared at her. "Is his wife this stupid??"
He answered gloomily: "You're my wife so of course I'll have your number. Is that wrong??"
The answer made Amy feel embarrassed. Doesn't that mean as his wife she should have his number too. Moreover the fact he has not called her despite having her number made her sad. So she just remained quiet without answering Ryan's question.
So Ryan just told: "Message me...when you're free."
Amy nodded her head and stepped out of the car.
Ryan waited until she entered into the home and then he left.
Inside the room, Rachel is waiting for Amy. Upon seeing Amy, she smiled widely.
Finally!!! You're here.. How was your time yesterday. You both newlyweds enjoyed yourself totally forgetting this old lady.... But it's ok..I can understand... you both really can't keep your hands off from each other."
"Hands off from each other?? What does she mean? I just slept upon reaching our place." Amy stared at Rachel wanting to clear the misunderstanding.
But Rachel just said: " Get ready fast.. We're leaving in fifteen minutes or so."
Sensing that her time is limited, Amy resigned herself to her room. This is her first day at work and she doesn't want to be late.
After fifteen minutes, both of them left in Rachel's car. After another twenty minutes they reached a tall building with the name "BEAUTY FASHIONS"
Since it has been decided that Amy will be working for Rachel, she almost collected all the details about her clothing business. Beauty is really prominent in the field of fashion. They are known for their quality and unique designs. Everyone can own a beauty product cause of the affordable prices.
For the rich too, they have their own product. In their place, owning a VIP design of Beauty itself speaks for one's status. Moreover the designers of Beauty are highly sort out people.
The CEO of the company is known for her ruthlessness and Amy is definitely eager to watch Rachel in action. She genuinely admired Rachel for being able to build such a fashion empire in a short span of five years.
Upon entering the building, Amy gasped. The design of the building itself is unique. The lightings, chandeliers and every single decoration gave an imperial feel.
Beauty has so many branches, and this one is the main office. The VIP designs and the custom made one can be bought only at the main building.
Amy felt a bit tensed. This is her first time inside a luxurious building. The vibe it gave off is so disturbing.
Sensing her disturbance, Rachel warned her in a low voice: "Get used to it....If you want to stand beside your husband you've to get used to it."