No One But You

My face still ached. And it hurt even more when I tried to laugh.

It was now clear that Brooke had gone back on his word.

We agreed to get a divorce last night, but I changed his mind today.

I already told Zofia about it. When I was in confrontation with Brooke, Zofia gave me a call. I accidently pressed the speakerphone.

"Josephine, have you finished your formalities? What time do you arrive? Do you want me to wait for you to have lunch?"

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Shit! I still was confronting with Brooke. I was likely that he was not going to get divorced with me.

"Just wait." I moaned.

"What's the matter? Can't you get divorced? I've cleaned a room for you!" Zofia's tone was chagrin.

Suddenly, Brooke interjected, "Do you hope Josephine to divorce with me?"

Zofia was stunned for two seconds, "Well, the weather is good... Hello, hello, the signal is not good, Hello..."

Zofia hung up the phone, probably she was scared out of her wits.

I despised her for being such a jerk.

As I put my phone in my pocket, Brooke leaned against his desk and looked at me, with his expression unfriendly. "Do you really want to divorce me? You have planned out your life after you are divorced." "I've always had a plan for my life. You said you were going to dump me, of course I had to find a long-term meal ticket first."

"I don't think Zofia is your long-term meal ticket."

"I can count on her." I had confidence in her.

"Then you won't have what you have now."

"I can live by eating vegetables." He said as if I married him because I wanted to a luxurious live. I snorted, "The people's civil affairs bureau is about to go off work, hurry up."

He straightened up. "I have a meeting today. I have no time."

"Afternoon."

"No divorce in the afternoon."

"Tomorrow."

"I'm going on business tomorrow."

"When you come back from your business trip."

"Suddenly I don't want to devorce." He glanced at me, "Ask Secretary Frank to see you down. The driver is waiting for you at the door. Go to the hospital first."

Did he fool with me, or did he change his mind at the last minute?

The ball was in his court. There was nothing I could do with him.

So I gave up.

I stood up unconcerned. "Then tell me when you want to get divorced."

"You don't get a share in a divorce."

"I'm not going to have it either!"

"And I'm not going to pay you any alimony."

"Will you let me keep the baby?"

"You wish."

"Yeah, you're taking the kids. What support do I want? Can't I raise myself?" I walked to the door with my small bag.

"Josephine." He called me.

Couldn't he just say it all at once?

I turn around, "What?"

"Tomorrow is my day off."

"And then?"

"I can accompany you to L City to visit your parents, my in-laws."

"Are you schizophrenic?" That was the only thing I knew about his state of mind. Last night he said he was going to divorce me, and today he said he was going to go home with me to meet my parents? Should I thank him?

"I don't need your company."

"I'm just informing you, not consulting you." He waved to me as a sign that I could go.

I pulled my lip. He was dreaming, and I wouldn't have listened to him.

I walked out of his office with my bag on my back.

What did Brooke want to do? I thought all the way, but failed to figure it out when I walked to the elevator door.

There was a man standing in front of me, and I stopped, or I would have bumped into him

How did this chest look so familiar?

I looked up. It was Calvin.

He shouldn't be in this company. He was a vice President at the head office.

It was none of my business.

"Excuse me, please." I was very polite.

He took me by the elbow. "What's wrong with your face?"

Didn't it already abate swollen? How could he know about it?

I touched my face. "As a fox, I deserve this."

His black pupils were particularly black. He needed only a second to guess out, "Did Joanna hit you?"

"Yes." I hummed, "I hit her too. It was fair."

"Go to the hospital." He took me by the arm and got into the elevator. Secretary Frank was ready to follow, stunned. Calvin pushed him out of the elevator, "Tell my brother I'll come back this afternoon." Then the elevator door closed in front of Secretary Frank, almost pinching his nose.

I impatiently shook off Calvin's hand, "I don't need to go to the hospital. Even if I need to, I can go there alone."

I was just beaten by Joanna. I didn't want to be beaten by Fairy Dixon.

And I had to fight back, which was very tired.

"I'm afraid you'll die on your way to the hospital." Calvin looked at me and sneered. His teeth were white. I even wanted to ask him what brand of toothpaste he used.

"I'm not frightened."

"According to Joanna's personality, she will ambush you on the road, even kill you." When the elevator arrived, he held my hand and walked out, "Brooke knows Joanna's temperament, why didn't he send you back?"

I was half suspicious. It was the rule of law society. I did not believe Joanna was so rampant that she would attack me in day times.

But it had better to believe it

Calvin insisted on taking me to the hospital. He drove himself and I sat in the back seat.

After driving for a few minutes, Calvin turned to me and said, "A car is following us."

I looked back and found indeed there was a car with us. I had good eyesight and I saw a woman in the car. It was Joanna.

I turned my head. Calvin looked at me from the inverted mirror. "What expression is that? Why are you so excited to know someone is following you?"

Was I excited? I looked at myself in the mirror and seemed a little excited.

It was hard for me to have any fun these days.

Besides, I was not afraid with Calvin around me.

He gave me sense of security, and I didn't know why.

Joanna was driving so fast that she wanted to stop our car.

So, Calvin and she were racing on the road, "Fasten the seat belt and hold tight."

Our car shuttled back and forth with Joanna's car in the traffic. Joanna was a good driver, and Calvin drove so fast that she was not abandoned. "Stop the car!" I was twisting around the car and wanted to vomit, "That woman seems like has mad cow disease. We can't avoid her." Calvin pulled the car over to the side of the road. Joanna also stopped the car and crossed it in front of our car. Then she got out first. Calvin unbuckled his seat belt and turned around to tell me, "Don't get off till I tell you get off. Lock the winder after I get off." Then he opened the door and got out.

All I could do was lying on the glass and looking out. Joanna was not alone. There were several strong men behind her.

Calvin's car was so airtight that I couldn't hear what they were saying outside when the windows were closed. It was buzzing.

They talked for a long time outside. Suddenly Joanna came to the front of the car and made a sign to me, indicating that she wanted me to get off.

Did she think I was stupid? She had so many with her that Calvin couldn't beat them alone. Sure I won't get off.

I drew a turtle to her, and Joanna's face turned green.