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Chapter Forty-Five
Madison
"I'm going to quit. I'm typing my resignation letter right now."
"Hm... why have I heard that one before?" Emma asked.
At first, I ignored her, but I needed someone to blame so I kept responding.
"This is all your fault, you know?"
She sent me choked emojis.
"How the hell is it my fault? What are you talking about?"
"You distracted me. You were talking about the dress, and I was excited, and I mistook his email for someone else's, and now I'm in fucking trouble. Now his company's in trouble." I trailed off for a little while, and I couldn't help but feel bad.
"That's unfair," she said, and I nodded.
"I know, I'm sorry. I just... it was my fault, but you contributed."
"Accepted. Now, how are we going to fix this? And you better stop thinking about resigning."
"He..." My mind went to what I had seen on his bed, and I still couldn't believe it. I was so hurt, it felt like my heart was being crushed from the inside out. However, I couldn't delve into my emotions about this. I glanced at him and saw that his eyes were closed. He seemed so peaceful while I was struggling to keep my eyes dry. I wanted to hurt him so much I couldn't think.
"He hasn't spoken to me," I said to her. "And he..."
"I'm sorry, once again."
"He what?" she asked. "You keep saying that and then stopping. He didn't... he wasn't violent toward you, right? Maddie?"
"At this point, I wished he was violent towards me. I could have stupidly been able to forgive him. It wouldn't hurt this much."
"He didn't do something worse?" she asked. "What couldn't possibly be worse?"
I didn’t respond to this and continued on with my resignation letter, but soon enough, she understood and sent a brief message.
"Please don't tell me another woman is involved."
"Yup," I replied.
"Fuck!" she swore. "Fuck!"
"Why would he do that? I mean, nothing has happened yet. Perhaps all of this will die down now. Maybe there'll be no damage even? How could he do that?"
"They met at the bar," I said. "Spoke for hours, and then she ended up in his bed. I feel so stupid, I want to jump out of this plane right now. Of course, we had gotten together. Of course, we had sex. I was available, and I had all but thrown myself at him. That was the same thing said and done except she wasn't just his fucking secretary with an incredibly good job on the line. I feel so stupid, I don't know what to do with myself. I didn't even know how to face him."
She went silent, and this made me feel even worse.
"I'm pathetic, aren't I?" I asked. "I should have known better, right? He's a fucking billionaire. He's a workaholic. I should have known better."
"Does he usually just fall into random women's beds?" she asked.
"What?" I replied.
"You know him best, don't you?"
I thought about her response and didn’t know how to process it.
