You Are My One and Only

Patricia went back to the office and found that Isaac was absent.

He did not return to the office either for the rest of the day, which granted her an easy day at work. She took a few phone calls that had been transferred over from the main operator and most of them were regarding important matters that required an appointment with President Arnold.

That was basically Patricia’s daily job scope in general. Moreover, she also had to tag along with Isaac during most of his site visits; she was in charge of bringing food and drinks, an umbrella, and sunglasses for him.

She realized that he resembled a man-baby as he had everything in life sorted out for him, relishing in being served by others. What a wonderful life.

Strangely enough, Isaac did not bring her with him today.

Perhaps he knows I am unwell from my allergic reaction… As she thought of that, a smile flashed across her face.

He was out of the office even until clock out time.

Patricia was ready to leave work and pick up her kids from school when she decided to send him a few texts. ‘President Arnold, I’m getting off work now. Do you need me to prepare dinner?’

tonight, then it meant that she would not need to head over

I have something

fingers danced happily on the phone keyboard. ‘President Arnold, go easy on the

that she was such a

a reply as she joyously left the office for the kids’

had just arrived. The kindergarten provided after-school classes which Patricia had signed the kids up for, so they usually stayed on till

she lined up along with the other parents. She was known by all of the teachers in school

names of the triplets and Sylvie was the first one to

here to pick

“Look at the craftwork

teacher for a while before ushering the triplets toward the

excited Sylvie continued, “Tricia! I made this necklace, so you must wear it

she did not

to look at Scott and Stellan who were

bracelets too, right? Put it

an outwardly innocent and adorable child while Scott and Stellan were much more mature in comparison. The brothers felt that their works were only good enough for display and that their mommy would be ridiculed