One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 88: What right do I have?

~~~Give us this chance to start over again, darling, I'm coming home to stay. It's been a long long while, I know I've caused you pain. Living without you it's not quite the same, can't we start over again? I played around too long, running from end to end. Took you for granted I've been such a fool, can't we start over again?~~~

-Jose Mari Chan-

I suddenly lost all my strength when they finally got inside. I took a deep breath and leaned against my seat. How did I lose her? How did I lose someone like her?

After a few minutes of contemplating whether to wait for them and follow where they were going to go all day or leave and report to the office, I chose the latter.

I started the engine and made my way to the office. I don't know how many days he would stay in San Francisco because from what I heard from Jack's story, he's a surgeon and he couldn't stay away from his job for too long. That's what I put in mind to calm myself and distract me from thinking of whatever they were doing at the moment.

"Whoa! Boss, I thought you said you're not going to work today?" Patrick asked me in surprise the moment he walked into my office and saw me sitting on my desk.

"I've changed my mind." I simply said without looking at him.

But just what I thought, he won't stop and just shut his mouth until he finds out the truth.

"Ohh... really? You've changed your mind or something has happened that made you change your mind?" And with an annoying smile playing on his face, he walked over to my desk and slumped himself on the couch.

But not even a second passed that his butt touched the couch when he saw the flowers and cake over the shelves.

"Oops! Let me guess--- she didn't take the flowers and told you to throw them, but you couldn't do it because you thought they're expensive, so you just decided to bring them here, am I right?"

-'Haist!'- I sighed, scratching the back of my neck and wishing the ground could open and swallow this man, so his mouth turns shut.

"Come on, boss. Hmm... or maybe her boyfriend came to visit her, so you have no choice but to disappear and bring your presents here rather than throw them on the way, so which one?"

I straightened my sit as my mouth slightly opened when I heard his last question.

"How did you know that?" I asked him, frowning.

"Huh? How did I know what?" He asked me back, confused and that deepened my frown.

did you know her

it's true that your wife's boyfriend came to

that?" My voice rose a

was just asking some random

"Are you sure, Patrick?"

only saw your wife at your daughter's party and haven't seen her since then. And I've only heard stories about her from you, remember?" Letting out a long, deep sigh, I leaned against my seat and closed

that mean it's true? I mean, her doctor

I nodded.

"Oh, shoot!"

me, but deep in his mind, he screamed 'Now you realized how stupid you have been, Mr Williams?

when I saw Sam's car heading out the gate." I opened my eyes and sighed for I don't remember how many as I've already lost count since this morning. "David was the one driving the

you never gave

let go," I added, my voice filled

dream... of your selfish

but he never once turned his eyes away. I

gotten brave and chased her. I wish I had pursued her and not wait

didn't you chase her? If you're telling me you loved her, you regretted what you did to her, then why

time

to run after her. I lost all my strength when she left. I thought I had lost even a single right to ask her forgiveness and ask her to give me a chance and love me again,

to be with Stacey

into my life when I know the only things I gave her were heartache and pain?" "Ohh... so how about now? What right do you think you have right

What's wrong with the question,

know what he

I'll change

to chase her, to dream that your family becomes whole again and ask her forgiveness when you knew---and the exact words came from you

"It's because we're married!"

u

back then and you're still married to her until now! What I was asking is that where were your balls? Don't tell me that after four years

to continue what he was saying as I threw my pen at

It hurts, you know. I'm going to tell this to my mom, huh!" he acted like a five-year-old kid