One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Let her go

~~~I can tell her my troubles, she makes them all seem right. I can make up excuses not to hold her at night. We can talk of tomorrow, I'll tell her the things that I want to do. How can I tell her I don't miss her whenever I'm away? How can I tell it's you I think of every single night and day? But when is it easy telling someone we're through? Everything seems right whenever I'm with you~~~

-Lobo-

Luke's POV:

I was busy analyzing the report that just came from the marketing department when my secretary buzzed the intercom. "Sir, your mom had just called."

My eyebrows creased in confusion.

"My mom as in my mother?" I asked as I wasn't sure if it was my mother or my mother-in-law.

"Yes, Sir, your mother, Mrs Lilian Williams.

"Okay, why did she call and what did she tell you?"

"She just asked about your schedules today and if you're here in the office at the moment."

"She asked about my schedules?" I repeat, the lines on my forehead just got deeper. "Did she tell you the reason?"

"No, Sir, but I think she has something to tell you."

"Okay, thanks, Olga."

I sighed and leaned back in my chair as it got me confused even more. My mom had just called my secretary and asked about my schedules instead of calling me and asking me personally.

I was about to call her and ask why, but I really need to finish the report on my computer. I turned my attention back to the screen and after a few minutes, I was back on track again.

At that moment, I have no idea that my mother was already in the lobby when she called my secretary. She was just checking if I was in the office, so when she found out I hadn't left the building, she used the service lift to get to the executive floor immediately. It was exactly 10 minutes after Olga informed me that my mom called her and now she has suddenly barged into my office.

"Mom?" I was shocked to see her, but what shocked me most was her serious expression.

"Sit down, Luke and explain all this to me!" She said walking towards my table and threw the brown envelope in front of me. "What is this?" I asked, confused.

"I don't know, why don't you explain it to me?"

Based on the way she talked to me, I know she's mad. I opened the brown envelope and what I saw caught in my throat.

Pictures.

front of us, telling us that we should go because

she is because I still remember her, but what I'm going

this?" I asked, clenching my teeth. "Who gave you

it really important to you who gave me that damn pictures than answering my question, huh,

didn't

pictures, mom, is

also

that woman again? Why are you cheating on your

"Mom---"

"Answer me, Luke Marcuz!"

let out a frustrated sigh

woman to me, mom, she's my girlfriend! And I go out with her

already have a wife, you already have a family! Why are you doing this, son? Does your wife

last question answered the question I asked

about Cherry, so it means the pictures were not from

so I hired a private investigator and he

woman that your wife doesn't have? Aren't you

to the huge glass window. "I thought I

followed me. "But you have a daughter, don't you think what will

gave up on what Cherry and I have four years ago just to

God, what would your father and in-laws

not afraid to face them and tell them the truth. Mom, it's been four years that I was being

know that you and your ex-girlfriend are being together

"Yes, she knew everything."

The mixture of shock, disappointment and hurt was shown in her eyes as her hand automatically raised

eyes. I know how much she and dad were fond of her, they

much your wife loves you for staying with you through all these years, despite the pain and heartache you're giving to her. She's really a nice person to keep your secrets safe from all of us. A good mother

to her with a faint

"I'm sorry, mom."

chance for

let go of

precious family you've had and still have these past few years? Are you just gonna let

as I looked at the busy street

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