CHAPTER 52

It was now 11:30 am. My butt began to ache in the chair and my stomach rumbled. I stood up and paced the waiting area slowly. The secretary's eyes glancing at me every second. 'He knows I'm here, right?" I asked. 'Yes he does," she answered. I sat down again. Flipping through a magazine to let the time go by. A familiar scent hit my nostrils. I looked up and saw his figure walking towards his private elevator. 'He's off to lunch," the secretary said as she saw the pondering look on my face. He knew I was here. He knew I was sitting out here and I requested to see him. He walked passed me without even acknowledging me. I guess I deserve that. I went down to the employees' cafeteria and brought myself a light snack and a soft drink. Hunger had gotten the best of me. My stomach was roaring way too loud and I was certain the secretary had heard that. As I sat back down in the waiting area and nibbled on my snack, he walked passed me again going towards his office. The phone rang. She answered. 'He'll see you now Miss. Blackman." I exhaled a breath I had been holding in for a long time. I stood up, feeling weak all of a sudden like if my energy was being sucked out of my body. I knew it was just my nerves. I walked towards his office. My eyes fell on the desk I used to sit behind. No one occupied it just yet. Thank God. I knocked and entered his office. He was typing in his computer and didn't bother looking up at me. I stood, since he didn't offer me a seat. I remained silent too, waiting for him to acknowledge my presence in his office. He typed. Silence from me. Only the sound of a pressing keyboard could be heard throughout the room. 'Evan," I began. It was clear he wouldn't start talking unless I did. He typed. 'Evan. I'm really sorry for what I did back at the Gala," I said again, hoping that would get his attention. He typed. 'Can you at least look at me?" I asked. He typed. My mind was yelling to leave but my heart was saying to stay. He closed the computer and finally, his eyes locked onto me. The greyness in them was frightening now. The one thing I adored most about him had become a factor of fear. He lay back in his chair, folded his arms on his chest and had an expressionless look on his face. 'I'm sorry," I spoke again. My voice came out patched. 'Why are you here?" His tone of voice carried annoyance in it. 'I'm here to tell you how sorry I am, and I...." I paused. I didn't know how to tell him I wanted my job back, and how much I wanted him back in my life too. 'Evan, I made a mistake." 'A mistake?" he asked and shot up from his seat. I became even more nervous. 'A mistake Jasmine?" he repeated. The only time he repeated himself was when he couldn't wrap his head around something someone had said. 'You didn't make a mistake! You made a choice! There's a difference between them. You ought to learn that." I swallowed hard. 'I really am surprised that you're actually here. What? Things didn't work out between you and Pittsburg?" 'I'm.. I'm not here to...talk about Bradley," I stuttered. 'WHAT DO YOU WANT?" he asked with a shout which made me leap with greater fear. I never heard that tone of voice before. I had heard when he was angry, but this gauge was new. 'I want my job back and I want you back as well," I dug deep to find the courage in order to say those words. Evan laughed cynically. He shook his head and went back to his chair. 'Your job position had already been filled. And as for me," he pointed to himself. 'I'm nobody's second choice." He pulled out one of his cabinets and tossed something over at my feet. I looked down and saw a bouquet of white roses. 'I'm done with you. Get out of my office." Evan's POV Emily became my preacher, Zack was my therapist and EJ acted as a guidance counsellor. All three of them together stopped me from finding Bradley and tearing him apart with my bare hands. Seeing Jasmine, it only channelled my anger more. I wasn't expecting to see her back so soon but she should consider herself lucky that I was in a better state of mind. I had never laid hands a woman nor will I ever even think about doing such a cowardly act, but I wanted to see her hurt like the way she hurt me and embarrassed me at my Gala. Hopefully, the rose made such statement. I had been the topic of gossip since that time which was something I tried to avoid or have at a low. ′Billionaire had his job handed back to him.′ ‘Billionaire's assistant assisted millionaire at his Gala.' ‘Billionaire versus millionaire over an assistant.' I was tired of hearing it all. Truth be told, I missed Jasmine and it had taken every nerves in my body to not pull her into my arms when she came in here earlier. I missed her presence and her flowery scent. Her big brown eyes that lit up when she saw me every time, I adored her eyes.