Bedmates Soulmates novel Chapter 39

Canay in The Gilded Cap? 

Canary In The Gilded Cage 

“Instead of feeling remorse, he carried on with it,‘ Kira sobbed. ‘Even went out with that woman in public. I forced myself to turn a blind eye, but it only encouraged him. He made out with that woman right in front of my face. Unbelievable, right?‘ 

The girl was stupefied. 

She’d offered her consolation because Kira looked really sad. 

They were about the same age. 

She thought Kira was crying over a bad breakup or something to do with school… 

Never in a million years would she expect to hear a story straight out of ‘Desperate Housewives!” 

Kira was weeping. 

The girl raised a hesitant hand and patted Kira on the shoulder. ‘There, there.” 

‘My sister’s husband was a cheater too, the woman seated one row in front turned around and said to Kira. ‘She ran him out of the house and got a divorce a month later. You gotta know, girl, once a cheater, always a cheater.” 

‘Ain’t that the truth, another woman across the aisle chimed in.. 

Soon, Kira was surrounded by a small group of fellow sisters who commiserated with her and joined in a chorus of curses against her cheating bastard of a husband. 

In the president’s office at the M Group, the ‘cheating bastard‘ sneezed. 

Evelyn immediately approached. 

“Mr McCarthy, are you okay?‘ the secretary asked solicitously, reaching out a tentative hand. 

‘Stick to your job description if you don’t want to be fired,‘ Austyn said without raising his head. His voice was colder than usual. 

Evelyn’s hand shrank back as if scalded. 

She blushed, bowed deeply and said, ‘I understand. I’m sorry, Mr McCarthy.” 

The secretary set down the coffee, bowed again and fled the office. 

Kira had pulled herself together by the time the bus stopped. 

The impromptu husband–bashing–cum–venting session provided some much needed relief. 

She found a public restroom in a shopping mall and washed up. 

Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she raised her right fist and said, ‘New day, fresh start. Forget about the bastard. Time to make some dough!‘ 

Kira reported on the dot at the HR manager’s office at nine o’clock. 

She was given a shiny new employee ID after completing all the paperwork. 

It had her name and her smiling face on it. 

It was even laminated! 

She caressed the smooth PVC plastic as she surveyed her title again. 

Kira Hewitt. 

Intern, Product Marketing, Sales & Marketing, Telecommunications. 

Kira 

did her research before the interview. 

The M Group was a behemoth. 

It had a finger in nearly every pie in the most profitable industries. 

Energy, retail, telecommunications, aviation, venture capital, e–commerce… 

It was also making inroads into fintech in the past couple of years 

Kira grinned back at her beaming face on the ID. 

Now that she had one foot in the door, she would give it her best shot. 

Maybe she could turn the two–month internship into a full–time offer if it went well. 

“Don’t get ahead of yourself,‘ she patted her face. ‘One step at a time.” 

But the morning had gone so well that Kira couldn’t help taking it as a sign of good things to come. 

She allowed herself a moment to fantasise as she stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. 

An internship, then a full–time job. 

She could get a steady income. 

The dollars would add up. 

She would pay off her debt to Austyn. 

Her father would wake up. 

She would move out of the villa and live with her father. 

Their apartment would be small and rented at first, but she could work hard and save. 

Any day with her father, hale and hearty, would be a happy day for her. 

She could hold her head high and stand tall.