Chapter 60 She's back again

Chapter sixty
Dave
"Next," I say and wait. A soft knock sounds on the door. I look up at the door, "You can come in."
A lady dressed in a black skirt suit walks in. She takes her bow and looks up at me. I quickly check through her credentials. She's Korean too but she looks more like an American.
"What's your name?"
"I am Kimberly Nayhun, I'm half Korean and half American."
I thought as much. I think I've found the secretary I am looking for.
I don't know why I love Korea so much. Well, they are always good too.
"You have been taken," I say and relax back in my chair, "But there are rules for you. There's a lady with the name of Jones Macbeth. I want you to give her the equal respect you do give me. If you disrespect her a bit, I won't hesitate to sack you. Is that clear?"
She nods and smiles, " Yes sir. I will even call her unni."
I laugh now and dismiss her with a wave of my hand, " Tell others to show you where your office is situated. You can start immediately."
" Thank you, sir," she says and walks out.
It's twelve already and I wonder what's taking Jones so long. I'm feeling hungry already.
And well, I wouldn't have allowed her to go if not for the fact that she insisted on me giving her something to do. She's too stubborn.
I pick my phone and dial her number. It rang severally but she didn't pick it up. I was about to dial again when the telephone disrupt me.
I pick up the telephone, "Hi sir. Someone is here to see you but she wouldn't even wait for me to call you. And she's on her way to your office as we speak."
What! I'm going to get her arrested, " Call the security immediately but did she tell you her name?"
" Yes, she did. She said, Cynthia Marshall".
It was like I zoomed off at the mention of that name. The only Cynthia I know used to be my girlfriend. She broke up with me five years ago. Aside from her, I know no other Marshall.
"Don't call the security anymore. I will take care of it," I say and hang up immediately.
Why is Cynthia here? What does she want? It has been straight five years. There were no calls or visitation. So, what's she here for?
The soft knock on my door jerk me out of my thought. I stare a while at the door, unwilling to say a word, just yet.
I sincerely don't want to see her. I hate her so very much but I need to know why she's here exactly.
"Come in," I say. The person on the other side waited for some minutes to pass before opening the door slightly. Even after the door was widely opened, the person still waited for a few moments before stepping in.
I stare up at the woman I had once identified as my girlfriend. She's tall and slim and well, she's still beautiful. Though, she can't be compared with my Jones.
"Dave," she calls out softly. Her soft voice reminded me of her traitorous acts. The very reason why I hate her so very much.
"Why are you here," my voice was cold. I need no one to tell me that because I'm so much aware of it. I will do anything to make her know she's not wanted in my life or anywhere near.
"I just came back from the States and I felt like seeing you. I've missed you, Dave," she says.
I sigh and shake my head in pity at her formidable acting skills. She's always good at everything; lying, causing pains, cheating, pretending? Is there anything she doesn't do? Yes, there is. She doesn't know how to cook.
"The last time I remember, were you saying it to my face that you didn't love me and you never did. So, I don't know why I have to face another set of lies."
She takes a step forward, " It's not a lie. I needed to do that because of your father. He wanted me to give you space so you would be able to come to him."
What! I stare harder at her, " My dad said that?"
" You can ask him. He really did. And now, he called me back. He knew you still loved me. And since you've been unwilling to get married after what had happened between us. He knew you would change your mind if I came back."
I close my eyes a bit as I inhale a sighing breath. I feel rage, I feel so upset inside but I don't want to do anything harsh.
I open my eyes now and look up at Cynthia again. I don't believe Dad said that. I don't believe he could do that but I don't believe he can't either.
Dad has always wanted to control my life. That was even why he took my mom's pictures away from me.
"Let me get something clear. My dad made you break up with me? And you did, without even informing me of what he had planned? And now you guys are working together to get me married to you?" I say, my voice went higher than normal.
She stare at me for a while, " You were not strong Dave. It wouldn't have changed anything if I had told you."
"Did you even love me?" I couldn't help asking. How can she claim my dad forced her into doing that. She could have told me. Even if I wouldn't have done anything about it. Then, I wouldn't have gone hating who I wasn't supposed to hate.
She takes a step forward again, "I loved you Dave and I still do. But you were powerless then and you wouldn't have done well without your father's help," I can see the tears on her face. Her face has suddenly gone red, " I did it for your sake. Your mom was dead so you had nowhere to go to. And at that time, you were already fighting with Michael. I knew I wouldn't be able to help you, I knew so."
Gosh, this is so painful. Hearing it over and over.
I stand and stroll to the window side. I hate hearing everyone say that word.
They were right anyways, I wouldn't have made it if it wasn't for my father's help.
"I did it to save you," she sounds so close now.
I turned around, quickly, angrily, "You could have told me. You could have at least told me and spared me the years of hurting so deep. I gave you my life and you ruined it? And you want me to believe you did it to protect me? Heck no!" I scream at her and she jerks back a little, " I don't know what my father put you into or told you but don't you think I will find it strange that the same father that wants you gone now wants you back?"
" He's desperate Dave, you weren't ready to get married".
And you think I will still want to follow my father's instructions despite what you just said he did?"
" No Dave. I just had to use the option available. He wouldn't stop us now if we continue dating. It doesn't mean he's going to control us. He's not controlling us. After all, you will be dating me because you love me," she explains.
I stare at her for a while, " But not anymore. I don't love you anymore."