❁ Just remember there are two sides to every story. And most of the time no one is completely innocent and no one is completely blamable. ❁

She walks out of my cabin slamming the door shut on my face.

Brilliant, is all I can say, what a bricky person has she become. How bravely she was uttering every word, even I would have trusted her if I had not been known to every inch of her. I would have believed that I'm the liar and she's the victim.

But the truth is she's the biggest liar I have ever seen. Her teary innocent eyes shining like crystals, the pain in those eyes, everything is a lie, she's a bloody hell liar.

She said I don't deserve to know what happened why happened, but the reality is she had nothing to answer.

Her innocent eyes can't make me forget everything while the presence of her in my vicinity is a reminder of the past.

David Williamson put fake charges on me that she ran away because of me, he took away all his shares from our company, our lives were falling apart and so did my family.

Father couldn't bear such humiliating accusations made on Andersons, he committed suicide and within three months, Mother passed away too. I handled all the crisis alone, I built this company on my own.

I worked straight for 48 hours without a single minute of sleep, there was a time when Andersons used to be just a 40% share partner of Williamsons, but now, we are one of the top leading companies in USA and England.

I created The Andersons Empire.

I went astray from a simple boy who just wanted to have a normal life to this rude and arrogant man who has got no conscience, some because of my Father but most because of her.

I wish I could show her what I had to see because of her. Having my father's funeral, watching my mother crying like a child, and then losing her too.

She has no idea how it feels like to lose someone you have seen since you barely knew about this outside world, she has no idea how much it hurts to lose your parents.

And what to say about mine when she didn't come to attend her own father's funeral. She killed her child before it could step out of her womb. Who the hell gave her the right to do this? It was my child too. I had equal rights to make a decision for my child.

And I will never forgive her for snatching my loved ones from me, for making me turn into this man which I'm not, for destroying my happy and simple life.

***

I make my way straight to the washroom to wash my face as I barge outside his cabin.

As I walk in, my eyes meet a girl in the mirror. She looks like me, but she's weak. When the world told her that she's weak, she never trusted them and has always claimed to be strong and bold.

But look at her now, she's crying because of the same person from whom she had snatched all the rights of hurting her ever again, but she's still crying.

How could he dare to say that I killed my child? Didn't those words burn his mouth while uttering them? He was making accusations on me like he's the holy one.

I will never forgive him for lying to me about our relationship and breaking my trust, for making me question my existence when I was trying my best to survive, for bringing apocalypse to my life which was already under eclipse.

I open the tap and bowl my palms to fill in the water and throw it on my face, so that it can get mixed with my tears. That's the most I can do to look sane.

After firmly wiping my face with some tissues, I gather myself into the Nora I always pretended to be, strong and bricky.

I rotate the door knob counterclockwise and walk over to my desk, beside which Matt's desk is, who is looking at me with wonder eyes.

Why the hell my face is so readable!

I don't say anything and just seat myself right next to my desk. Putting my hand over the mouse, I double click on any random icon on my computer screen, just to ignore Matt.

“ Matt, do me a favor. Check the details of-- ” Andrew Walker walks in and halts as soon as his eyes fall upon my face and he notices my red skin and puffy eyes.

Please don't ask me any questions.

“ Nora you alright? ” Andrew asks in a worried tone to which I just nod my head, trying to avoid any eye contacts. He grabs a chair from vicinity and sits right beside me turning my seat to his direction, so that I can face him only.

“ Nora, Hans said something, didn't he? ” he asks very politely making it impossible for me to ignore or lie to him so I just nod my head once again.

“ What the hell happens to him when you are with him? Why does he become so rude and cruel? ” Matt blurts out. Of course he was eavesdropping.

And what does he mean by ' When you are with him ', does Male Bitch act nicely in my absence? I don't think so. These guys are simply used to humiliation and those harsh words from his throat which I'm dying to squeeze.

I still don't utter a word, because if I do so, I'd be end up crying which is the last thing I would want right now.

“ I guess he's just frustrated! ” Andrew suggests.

“ Yeah maybe, and maybe it's just a consequence of not getting new weekly girlfriends. ” Matt comments back.

Possibly true, even I haven't seen any of his new girlfriends since that encounter with Bloody Blonde Booby.

“ I think you're right Matt, he needs a woman. Only a woman can turn him back into a human from the angry bird he has become. ” a mischievous smile makes it's way upto Andrew's face like he has solved a case which Sherlock Holmes failed to.

What is cooking inside his head?

“ What girl? Who are you talking about? ” I raise an eyebrow.

Don't you dare say my name or I'll throw this freaking desk on your face, Andrew.

“ Isn't that obvious? The perfect lady for him would be...” Andrew halts for a few seconds to increase the suspense.

I get my grip on the desk more firmly because I'm sure something is going to break today, either Andrew's head or this desk itself. And maybe both. Who cares?

“ Tatiana Roman! ”

“ What? ” Matt and I exclaim in unison.

“ Yes, it has to be Tatiana Roman. She's perfect for him, class, standard, both handle hectic businesses, its like they're made for each other. ” Andrew explains.

“ Actually yeah! That's a great idea, isn't it Nora? ” Matt remarks, and then both of them look in my direction for my reaction.

I just nod. Once again. But I'm still confused, what is even happening?

“ Great then, we'll call it Mission H&T. ” Matt says in excitement while I mentally laugh and cry on my situation, at the same time.

So basically, logically, mathematically and confusingly, my Ex-husband is setting me up with the assistant of the same woman, I'm going to set him up with.

Oh heavens, could my life be more screwed?

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Bonjour, you utterly cute creature! ٩( ᐛ )و

❁ Did you like Andrew's plan?

❁ I know, you are bored of Hans & Nora's typical ‘ Why did you do that to me... ’ and stuff. Well, I'm aware of that. Want some jealousy smokes?

❁ Kindly recommend me some sweet and funny Rom-Com movies or some insanely mysterious ones.

Imagine yourself six years later. Wearing the outfit that completely suits your sense of fashion. Your hairs done exactly the way you like. You're slaying the job that you dream about now.

Satisfying, isn't it? So darling, lift your ass and get back to work.