Chapter Two
Author: Yeshua Yin
last update2025-02-18 00:46:17

Apart from the troubles Mason faces in his magical school, Mason also has troubles in his work place and his personal life.

The morning sun rose and the rays flickered into the room and shone brightly into the eyes of Mason , causing him to wake up from his sleep and get off the bed. He glanced around the place but his girlfriend , Aurora, was nowhere to be found, which he found strange.

Images of last night's encounter of Arthur flashed back and darkened his emotions as he made his way into the bathroom to prepare for work. Few minutes later he exited the bathroom fully dressed in his black suit and trousers. 

Mason picked up his briefcase and made his way downstairs and found that he didn't lock his doors last night.

He glanced at them and noticed everything was still intact.

Where could Aurora have gone this early morning?

Mason wandered for a few minutes before making his way into the kitchen to have breakfast, and in a few minutes he was on his way to the bus station.

He boarded a public bus that took him straight to the company he worked. Mason straightened his suit before walking into the building.

Upon entering the building, the workers began to shoot him hateful glares and showered him with nonstop insults. Mason buried his head down and walked to his post.

He sat behind his desk and began to work on his pending works. His desk was filled with different paperworks that he already completed but was yet to submit it to the manager.

While Mason was busy with work, a long shadow was casted above him as a lady approached slowly.

"Good morning, Mason." The lady known as Zoey greeted with a smile.

Hearing the words of the lady, Mason lifted his head and responded. "Good morning." But unlike before, Mason didn't have a smile on his face which made Zoey worried a bit.

"Is everything okay?" Zoey inquired with a worrisome look.

"Uhm..yeah, everything is good. Why did you ask?" Mason responded, trying his best to hide his saddened expression because he didn't want to worry his best co-worker with his marital issues.

"Are you sure? You are kinda cold and timid today, are you sure everything is okay?" Zoey inquired, feeling worried for her friend.

"Yeah, everything is okay, don't worry. I just have a lot on my mind right now. You know I am trying to secure a promotion in this company, I just need to put in my best and pray I get the promotion." Mason explained with a forced smile.

Zoey got appointed in the company the same day Mason did, and since then she has been in love with him. Zoey knew Mason was in love with Aurora so she refrained from making any move on him to avoid being the reason for their break up.

"If you say you are good then no problem." Zoey smiled in relief. "And you really don't have to be worried about not getting the promotion because you will surely do." She added.

"Thank you, Zoey ." Mason smiled back before moving his gaze back to the paperworks on his desk.

"I am about to head out for breakfast, do you want to come? My treat." Zoey offered with looks of anticipation.

"Oh, sorry. I already ate something back home and I really need to finish this pending document so I can submit it to the manager as soon as possible." Mason declined.

Hearing the words of Mason, Zoey cheeks flushed. 

"Okay, no problem." Zoey muttered slowly "By the way, the company's manager has finally arrived back from the meeting. He should be in his office right now."

"I see. Thanks for the information." Mason nodded and Zoey smiled before walking away.

Mason resumed his work on his desk. After an hour of working, he was finally done. He placed the documents in a single file and made his way to the elevator.

Mason got into the elevator and it took him to the top floor where the manager's office was located. The elevator chimed and the doors slid open, allowing Mason to step out and made his way towards the office meters away.

Mason knocked on the door before pushing it open and walked in. Walking into the room, Mason was met with the manager kissing a girl in his office.

"I am so sorry." Mason apologized and attempted to turn around and leave, but his side eye caught a glimpse of a familiar face which made him turn around to take a closer look.

Seeing who it was, Mason 's heart sank.

It was his girlfriend, Aurora.

Mason stood there dazed by the scene he just witnessed, and he struggled to believe it was true. Mason had his gaze fixated on the duo who swiftly stood up with apologetic looks evident on their faces.

Mason was truly speechless. The mixed emotions he felt inside made him speechless as he gazed at Aurora who stood there with a shameful look.

She picked up her handbag and placed it in her arm before dashing out of the office with her buried down in shame. Aurora ran past Mason who just stood there like a statue.

With Aurora now out of the room, Mason shifted his gaze towards John with his blood boiling in anger and his two fists clenched tightly. 

He had suspected his girlfriend was having an affair with someone but doesn't know who.

"Look, man, it's not what you think." John muttered in an apologetic tone as he watched Mason walk towards him with clenched fists and his face bright red in anger.

"Not what I think?!" Mason finally voiced out in a menacing tone, causing shivers to run down John's spine. Just by glancing at Mason right now, it felt like he was looking at a monster who is here to take his life.

"I can explain..." Before John could finish his words, Mason 's fist connected with his jaw and sent him flying backwards.

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