HIS TIME

CHAPTER 4

There was an abrupt jubilation occurring amongst Rihanna, Mrs. Dianne, and George. Julian didn't need to be told that he had been a barrier for so long; a curse that needed to be terminated as they couldn't bear the sight of him being a husband.

"I wish you the very best in life," Julian managed to spill out to his gorgeous wife, taking his left direction towards the stairs and a voice interrupted his movements. "Poor Julian, I need to keep you apprised of the latest," his ex-wife calmly mouthed sardonically.

Rihanna cleared her throat and a certain fully bearded man, about 5'9" tall, with blue-almond eyes, in his early Forties ambled through the stairs from their former matrimonial room. His shoulders up, chest out, his face somewhat stiffened which echoed "No nonsense would be tolerated."

Julian's eyes stood agape, pupils widened, gazing at the strange man in disbelief. It all seemed like one of those series he saw in Hollywood.

Rihanna winked at the strange man who blessed her forehead with a peak. "Julian, meet Mr. Wilfred, the man I intend to marry, a man with prospect and vision. A man worth ten times the man you could ever become. I need you to have it in the back of your mind what a real man should look like."

"You!" Julian abruptly voiced out, his eyebrows raised in rage. "How dare you?" Julian fiercely sprinted towards Mr. Wilfred holding tight to his collar with his muscles.

George, Rihanna, and Dianne stared in disbelief, they didn't understand the unfolding drama and what precipitated Julian squeezing Mr. Wilfred's well-ironed white shirt with his hands.

"Let go of me now!" Wilfred bawled out, his teeth gritted in intense anger whilst struggling to let loose Julian's grip.

"Let go of him!"

"Let go of him now!" George, Dianne, and Rihanna simultaneously echoed, their eyes still widened as they pondered what could have warranted such an act from poor Julian.

"No! I won't!" Julian retorted, his fists clenched, "This man was who got me fired today, he insisted I get relieved of my duties despite my endless pleadings for my slight mistake. I won't let him go."

Julian had gripped Wilfred's throat with his vigorous fingers that could hardly breathe.

George hastened from behind and knocked Julian off from his standpoint and he staggered twice on the third swing he abruptly slipped his left foot and found his shoulder thudded on the well-tiled floor.

"You got fired today? How dare you disrespect my man with such a stunt you just pulled huh?" Rihanna yelled, breathing heavily in rage.

George and Dianne winked at each other in excitement. "Oh, dear poor Julian, you lost your job after all?" They expressed wryly, still chuckling hysterically at a mission accomplished.

Mr. Wilfred rearranged his red tie and properly positioned it on his rumpled collar, clearing his throat after moments of being gripped. "Honey, I never knew this was the fellow you once married. He's not only poor but violent, gosh!" Still clearing his throat whilst panting heavily in disbelief at Julian's actions.

Mr. Wilfred is the Chief Operating Officer of the same company where Rihanna worked for. Little wonder both grew closer and spanked off their little fantasy and decided to make it official of all days; on the fourth anniversary.

Mrs. Dianne quickly broke her voice into alarming words. "Julian be rest assured for this uncultured action to my rich in-law, you are not gonna sleep under my roof tonight."

Rihanna felt somewhat cold about her mum's abrupt decision to throw her ex-husband out in the streets in a heavy downpour. But getting a slight wink from Wilfred she had no choice but to oblige.

George and Dianne followed suit. Wilfred and Rihanna pushed Julian from the living room to the entrance door, quickly squeezed the door open, and knocked him at the residence.

Julian held tightly to remain in the residence but the four against one played a pivotal part in over-empowering him.

All he could do was gaze in pain, tears welling up in his heart as he witnessed a day he didn't dream was near.

"David, will you open the gate at once," Dianne ordered the gatekeeper, who without delay unlocked the gate to have Julian thrown out into the street.

"Rihanna, don't do this, this isn't fair," Julian screamed out in distress, already clothed in the rain, his ex-in-laws and wife, together with Mr. Richard didn't mind being wet for some minutes as long as he was thrown out in the street.

Rihanna felt a little reluctant in her actions, but her facial expression quickly transformed from slight regret to a nonchalant outlook. In a few seconds, Julian was pushed off to the street.

Julian breathed heavily, he fought so hard but lost in strength. He hastened back to the gate and thudded heavily if they could have an instant change of mind but to no avail.

"Rihanna… don't do this… don't!" He yelled coldly, his body shivering profusely, it seemed like the heavy downpour decided to unleash just to punish and curse him that very evening.

Julian stared around the streets, no one seemed visible to offer help, it was just him against the world. Right there his world went blank and he couldn't help but smirk at his humiliating fate.

His entire day flashed to his memory; losing his job and not getting paid, being divorced and humiliated by his ex-wife and in-laws, being replaced by a better man, and being thrown out in the streets in heavy rain. How worse can a day become?

Julian fell to his knee against the stone floor, his forehead against the gate, his hands folded together in cold. "Oh. No!"

"This can't be happening!"