Repulsion

67.

He was out all day, and I was thinking he was deliberately avoiding me. I am hoping for the worst right now.

He came round the table and sat down on James' chair. He looked tired and exhausted. His blazer was in his hands, while he was rubbing his forehead with his fingers.

"Should I get a coffee?", I asked..

"No..I had one downstairs.", Hmm, so he's home for quite a while now.

I tried to focus on my work and push all the negative thoughts behind. I am just not feeling a good vibe, as if something precious is going to be taken away from me. And what is the most precious for me at this moment. Ofcourse him.

Soon, I felt his eyes on me, and so I looked up.

"Why do I get a feeling that you are distressed?", He spoke up eyeing me as if trying to read things on my face.

I shook my head, "No Nothing!"

He didn't reply to that, though I know he's not buying it.
"Erica I need one million in my personal bank account from this month's profit margin. By tomorrow morning."

"For what!?", I asked even before I could think this through. I should not have asked.

He looked taken aback by my sudden question.

"Sorry! You don't have to tell...", I told him, and to my surprise, he nodded. He doesn't want to share.
The thought unsettled me completely.

I stood up, "I'll go make a call to Mr. Brown."

Mr. Brown was his financial manager. Although now Eric personally owns more than forty percent of Ashton's assets and looks over at everything on behalf of James, he still receives a monthly salary for the post of CEO. And that is huge. So much, that he never looks into the company's profits for his expenses.

How come he's asking for a million, that too from the Profit amount.

Shaking my head, trying to stop my overthinking, I ordered for the transaction.

But one thing was certain. Something is off about him today.

E R I C

I received a message on my phone about the completed transaction. So, looking out everywhere, I made a call at the St. Joseph Cancer Hospital.

"This is St. Joseph Cancer Hospital!", That creepy receptionist spoke up.

"This is Eric Ashton. I came today to visit Ms.Embrey. I want to talk to her doctor, Brian Colton."

"I will direct you now sir."

A minute later, I heard the old man.

"Mr. Ashton! This is me, Colton."
"Hi Doctor, I wanted to make sure Ms.Embrey's  treatment gets started tomorrow."
"Yes ofcourse Mr. Ashton. Now that she has a relative to lean on, we can always proceed. But since it's a fourth stage, I would advise you to keep your hopes down."
I sighed, "I understand Doctor. But I want to assure the best treatment. It took me hell to convince her to go for the treatment."
"She was very tired with life, it seemed. People are shattered when they realise they are about to die, but she just merely nodded at me. But now I see it's a progress!"
"Yeah, I hope it works. I will see you tomorrow."
"Yes ofcourse."
And the call ended.

Coming back in the bedroom, I notice her sleeping at one edge of the bed.

I immediately got in the bed, my being already craving for her touch. Today was a long day. But I will have hundred long days if I have to do something for her sake.