CHAPTER 13

Derek's face burned in displeasure, as he trailed her walk away, she was always seeking for the slightest opportunity to abuse him.

When did having a siesta suddenly become a crime, or make him look lazy and idle?

Getting a job! That was so certain, he would, he was making preparations towards that already he thought to himself.

How would he tell her that her mother was responsible for his joblessness all along? If he wasn't an heir to an important group somewhere, he would have kept on suffering hoping that someday, fate would shine on him when somebody somewhere was deliberately in charge of his failures.

Nevertheless, he followed Brenda into the room. "Babe, Brenda, why have you changed so much? Each passing day you despise m…"

Right before the mirror, she tried zipping down her dress, her features were just perfect as always, body shape intact, flawless face, perfectly straight brows and her blond hair which kept falling across her shoulders down to her waist.

Despite their suffe