One More Chance
Chapter 88: What right do I have?

~~~Give us this chance to start over again, darling, I'm coming home to stay. It's been a long long while, I know I've caused you pain. Living without you it's not quite the same, can't we start over again? I played around too long, running from end to end. Took you for granted I've been such a fool, can't we start over again?~~~

-Jose Mari Chan-

I suddenly lost all my strength when they finally got inside. I took a deep breath and leaned against my seat. How did I lose her? How did I lose someone like her?

After a few minutes of contemplating whether to wait for them and follow where they were going to go all day or leave and report to the office, I chose the latter.

I started the engine and made my way to the office. I don't know how many days he would stay in San Francisco because from what I heard from Jack's story, he's a surgeon and he couldn't stay away from his job for too long. That's what I put in mind to calm myself and distract me from thinking of whatever they were doing at the moment.

"Whoa! Boss, I thought you said you're not going to work today?" Patrick asked me in surprise the moment he walked into my office and saw me sitting on my desk.

"I've changed my mind." I simply said without looking at him.

But just what I thought, he won't stop and just shut his mouth until he finds out the truth.

"Ohh... really? You've changed your mind or something has happened that made you change your mind?" And with an annoying smile playing on his face, he walked over to my desk and slumped himself on the couch.

But not even a second passed that his butt touched the couch when he saw the flowers and cake over the shelves.

"Oops! Let me guess--- she didn't take the flowers and told you to throw them, but you couldn't do it because you thought they're expensive, so you just decided to bring them here, am I right?"

-'Haist!'- I sighed, scratching the back of my neck and wishing the ground could open and swallow this man, so his mouth turns shut.

"Come on, boss. Hmm... or maybe her boyfriend came to visit her, so you have no choice but to disappear and bring your presents here rather than throw them on the way, so which one?"

I straightened my sit as my mouth slightly opened when I heard his last question.

"How did you know that?" I asked him, frowning.

"Huh? How did I know what?" He asked me back, confused and that deepened my frown.

"How did you know her boyfriend was here?"

"Whoa! So it's true that your wife's boyfriend came to visit her---"

"I said how did you know about that?" My voice rose a bit which shocked him.

"Hey, man! I didn't know anything about it, I was just asking some random questions to get you to speak, that's just it."

"Are you sure, Patrick?"

"Of course! How do I know about her or her boyfriend? It's as if I'm close to them or something. I only saw your wife at your daughter's party and haven't seen her since then. And I've only heard stories about her from you, remember?" Letting out a long, deep sigh, I leaned against my seat and closed my eyes for a moment.

"So does that mean it's true? I mean, her doctor boyfriend is here?"

I nodded.

"Oh, shoot!"

I nodded with my eyes closed, so I had no idea what he did. Well, he just shook his head and stared at me, but deep in his mind, he screamed 'Now you realized how stupid you have been, Mr Williams? You already had the most precious gem in your hand, but you still chose the simple stone.'

"I was about to visit them when I saw Sam's car heading out the gate." I opened my eyes and sighed for I don't remember how many as I've already lost count since this morning. "David was the one driving the car and my family was there, happy and enjoying his company. The family that should have been mine but---" but he interrupted me.

"But you never gave importance."

"And I chose to let go," I added, my voice filled with regret and bitterness.

"Because of a dream... of your selfish dream!"

I clenched my jaws and stared at him for a few seconds, but he never once turned his eyes away. I hate him. I hate what he said because it's true.

"I wish I had gotten brave and chased her. I wish I had pursued her and not wait four fucking years to see her."

"Then why didn't you chase her? If you're telling me you loved her, you regretted what you did to her, then why did you stay in your love seat together with Cherry?"

"Because at that time I realized all

the things and the wrong decisions I made and it terrified me to run after her. I lost all my strength when she left. I thought I had lost even a single right to ask her forgiveness and ask her to give me a chance and love me again, so I chose to stay

"And chose to be with Stacey in four years?"

"I had already lost hope, Patrick. She left and found her life again, what right do I have to bring her back into my life when I know the only things I gave her were heartache and pain?" "Ohh... so how about now? What right do you think you have right now to show yourself in front of her when in those four years you just stayed in your seat, banging your ex?" "Patrick!" I didn't like what he said.

"What? What's wrong with the question, man?" He smirked.

I don't know what he was thinking at the moment.

"Okay, I'll change my question---

what right do you have right now to chase her, to dream that your family becomes whole again and ask her forgiveness when you knew---and the exact words came from you that the things you gave her were only heartache and pain?"

"It's because we're married!"

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"Oh, yeah, and nothing's changed, you're married to her back then and you're still married to her until now! What I was asking is that where were your balls? Don't tell me that after four years you suddenly got your balls back---ouch!"

He didn't get the chance to continue what he was saying as I threw my pen at him. My most expensive pen.

"Why did you do that? It hurts, you know. I'm going to tell this to my mom, huh!" he acted like a five-year-old kid and rolled his eyes.

I tried my best contain my poker face because we're just talking a very serious matter, but here is my friend/slash/my assistant making it hard to be serious.

"You know what, you should have told me earlier that you wanted the flowers and the cake instead of asking me sarcastic questions---"

"Hey, I wasn't being sarcastic, man. Those are serious questions and I just wanted to know your answers."

"Well, I don't have to explain to you all these things, I'll just explain them to the person I owe an explanation to."

"And a lot of explanations." He added with a smirk and I was about to throw another pen... "Oops! I'm just kidding." "Kidding your face! Anyway, what the hell are you doing here? I don't remember calling you here."

"I know. I was just checking on you."

"And now that you know I'm here, go back to your work and don't show yourself in front of me unless I've called you."

"Okay, as you say so, good luck then." He shrugged and was about to go to the door when he remembered the cake. "Oh, can I just have your flowers and cake? I know you'll just throw them." "Haist! Yeah, take them and go!"

And he didn't wait for a second and ran to the shelves.

"Thanks, boss, I'll give these to my Shirley---"

"You don't have to explain, just go!" I waved my hand at him, still holding back my laugh.

"Thanks again."

Shirley is the new apple of his eye and is an intern in the finance department.

"Oh, dear God!" I uttered when he has already left my sight.

I leaned back against my seat before turning it around, facing the huge glass window with the beautiful view of San Francisco.

Honestly, I felt cornered by Patrick's questions earlier, so I decided to change the subject and throw him out of the office.

He's right about what right do I have to bring her back into my life when I just sat in my comfy chair, banged my ex-girlfriend instead of doing something to change her mind?