Eloise Pov
When he yelled at us, I was speechless. His eyes were trailing everywhere and everyone but he resisted from staring at me. I could see his hands quivering on his desk. What was he afraid of?
I clamped my hands together and tried to curb all pain. For some reason I felt drawn to this young man but he was young enough to be my younger one. When he jerked from the chair, I quickly lowered my eyes. I could see his expensive shoes striding towards me.
The office was filled with his scent and his breath-taking pictures hung on every corners of the wall. The closer he got, my heartbeat increased. I tried to feign ignorance but then-
"You are all fired except Eloise. Go back to your desk and removed your belongings. Leave every files belonging to the company and if there are any at your homes, you are to return them all by dawn." His assistant announced. It was obvious it was his order.
I fixed my gaze at him but then he walked to the door and his hands holding the doorknob about to unlatched it.
I'm pregnant, and I don't know how long before I'm asked to go on maternity leave, but Peter needs this job, to provide for me, and Emily, I wouldn't be able to eat my meal to know that she is out of job. I had no choice. If they can fire just me and leave the others, I'm certain I will be fine.
I fell to my knees and wrapped my hands around his ankle. Suddenly he stopped and I slowly lifted my gaze and met his eyes. I pleaded like my life depended on it.
But there was something else his eyes. A great pain, I could feel a sudden rage, if eyes could rip someone apart I guess I'd be shredded by now.
I pleaded for him to fire just me and leave the others, with the way he hesitate I'm sure he must think I'm a fool.
I'm used to it. People calling me names everywhere I go. Peter has embarrassed me so much that I couldn't even walk with my head up high.
Emily interrupted with a suggestion, it was okay, except for the fact it would still had peter fired. I couldn't help it.
It took him a lot to get the job, and rising to the director of our department, it was a ton of work for him. I recalled the sleepless night we had.
I feed him dinner when he was working. And even though he was damn so tired, he would cuddle me throughout the night and made love to me in the morning. Those were the happiest moments of my life, and I want it back.
Tears rolled down my cheeks. I've always known people would wonder why I'm fighting for a marriage that seem to have failed. I was fighting for Peter, for the life we had. Our memories, it can't just be a certain time in my life. I want it all back.
I felt my chest contracted from so much pain. I could feel my heart ripping apart at every words Eloise was saying. I can't let it happen. My gaze drifted towards Peter, I could see the fear in his eyes.
His eyes locked with mine, his whole body quivering. The last time I saw him that way, was when his mother died. Peter needs me, I know he does.