Chapter 3

She had to repeat the same thing she has always been saying to her mom, hoping that maybe this time he was going to understand her finally.

"Mother, Thomas will never be a father to me, and stop making excuses for him as I can not take this anymore. I know you are only calling me to ask if I will ever come back home and whether I have found a man, the answer is still no and it will be no for good", she spoke harshly to her mom and hung up the phone.

"Hello, hello", Mrs. Smith did not want to acknowledge that she had lost her daughter for good.

Dropping down her phone, Yvonne held her chest as she cried out in grieve alone in her room.

"Daddy, come to my aid as I cannot recognize mom anymore", the pain she was feeling was still fresh in her heart as though it was the first time that she and her mother had that kind of argument.

Yvonne was still very concerned about her mother and always called on the maids to check on her and the things that were happening around the house and how her stepfather was treating her.

The fact that she swore never to set foot in there again, and left to get her apartment, did not change the fact that she loves her mother so dearly but what she could hot understand was the reason why her mother was holding so right to Thomas smith.

Questions began rising in her mind but she had no answers to them.

"Yvonne, you have to get dressed to leave for work or else you will be late", she attacked her jaw taking herself out of her dream world and glancing around her wardrobe, she saw the costume that will suit her Friday.

picking out the dress, she smiled as she loved to look beautiful, but Mondays and Fridays are the days that clients visited the Bank in their numbers be it to open an account or to make transactions.

"I am a beautiful lady and I need no man to tell me that as it is their bad that they could only get to admire this beauty but none of them can ever have it", she said laughing out as she dressed up.

Yvonne was all set for work and she sprayed her favorite fragrance after smacking her brims to get her lip gloss to take all the parts of her edges.

Taking her car keys that were lying on her makeup table, she went into her living room, repenting of all the time she wasted on her phone with her mom talking about insignificant things as she is not able to make her smoothie to take to work that morning.

Time is passing and she had to go, so she quickly left a nice for the maid to check up her laundry basket for her dirty dresses and she left for the parking lodge where her baby like she always calls it was marked.

Yvonne taking the lifter down to the parking lodge that was underground the edifice, activated her key to unlock the doors.

She entered her Toyota supra, and putting her bag on the other seat, she fastened her belt and started the engine of her car checking through the rearview mirror that there is no one behind her before she finally drives her car to work.

"Hey man, how are you today bro?", a young man was greeting his friend from over the road, looking left and right before crossing so as not to touch the ground by the knick of a speedy car.

Gael reciprocated the greetings, with his face lifted to see who it was as he was busy arranging the battery of a client's car.

" Marco, how are you dude, no work today?", Gael asked his best buddy as they shale hands.

Marco is a hot and desirable young man but he has principles too that guided him not to make mistakes.

Shaking his heard he responded with a sad face,

"There is no job for me bro as my boss's wife harasses me at every given opportunity so I resigned", he said torching the battery that Gael has been working on asking if he needed any help.

Gael laughing out loud, poking fun at his friend saying,

" My bro had to run for his dear life".

"I had to Gael, that woman behaves like the devil himself. Sometimes I think that they are siblings", Marco said with a big laugh escaping from his lips.

Gael could understand his predicament as he was faced every day with something almost similar to that as a cab driver.

Most of the ladies he always transported wanted him so badly that they ended yo asking for his contact which he often took theirs promising to give them a call which he never does.

In the ghetto, everyone had to survive but being beautiful and handsome was an asset as many used that to have money but Gael is raised by his mother, so he had to do things the right way so as not to cause her any pain, though he needed money as every young man does.

"How about you bro, how's work and your mom, and what about your girlfriend?", Marco asked laughing at his friend's face after hearing the word girlfriend.

Gael was in an unproductive relationship with a girl that is as beautiful as a mermaid but has nothing in her brain when it comes to planning about life and her career as all she always thinks of is her beauty.

If Gael never had the urge to cheat on her or even leave her, it is because he is in love with her and they have been together for six years.

"Hello, handsome", some ladies passing by greeted Gael who was standing with his friend under the shade with his chest open and a pair of shorts that was at his knee level exposing his fine legs well-shaped like an athlete.