He didnât press further.
He knew the servant had been working for Daisy for years and was very loyal to her.
In other words, she wouldnât spill the beans.
Albert couldnât care less whether Daisy was home or not.
He actually felt more at ease when she was out as there was no need to put on a show and play bedroom games with her.
They had never consummated the marriage since their wedding night.
Initially, Albert figured it was his issue.
So he tested the waters with other women.
It turned out that he still had it.
He just wasnât into Daisy.
Climbing the stairs, Albert frowned, pondering why.
Daisy was attractive.
s@xy, even.
But she just didnât do it for him.
As soon as he pushed open the bedroom door, it hit him like a ton of bricks.
It was because of Jessie.
Specifically, her tears!
Thinking of Jessie got Albert feeling a tad blue.
He yanked off his tie and chucked it onto the bed, and then flopped down on the massive mattress, motionless.
Right then, he was yearning for his days back in Duefron.
Compared to that, life here felt dull.
Work piled up at the office and his missus never seemed to go without makeup, even in her sleepâ¦
It was starting to feel suffocating, the same old routine day in, day outâ¦
With that on his mind, Albert lit up a cigarette and took a drag.
Not long after, a ping from his inbox grabbed his attention.
He opened it up to find an email from Melissa.
He hadnât expected Melissa to be burning the midnight oil, especially on a weekendâ¦
As Albert mulled over giving Melissa a raise, the last few lines of her email knocked him sideways!
Something was up with Jessieâs family?!
After a momentâs thought, Albert dialed Melissaâs number.
Cutting to the chase, he asked straight out, âWhatâs the deal with the Greens?
Jessieâs mom⦠hit her?â
Melissa had been waiting for his call, clutching the phone tightly.
âYes! Jessie got a hard slap across the face! She left with her mom, all red and swollen!â