Chapter 2 Getting A Job

• CHAPTER TWO - GETTING A JOB
• Amelia’s POV
• I was right. A month ago when I'd booked a flight that took me to Japan, Nana had taken a glance at me and asked me to make tea for her. My mother cursed Jeremy in our native language after I'd told them what he did. And my sister had been excited at the thought of getting a niece or nephew to play with.
• Every day, I still check my phone for updates about my ex-husband. After settling down here, I'd sent him divorce papers which he signed and our marriage was officially annulled.
• “Why do you look so sombre, Amelia? That's bad for your composure. You know you have to get this job.” Nana said in Japanese from where she sat on the love sofa.
• I sighed, rubbing my belly. I had a job interview today and I didn't want to mess that up. Our family needed the extra money and besides, I had to start saving up for my baby.
• But I couldn't shake this bad feeling off my body. I suddenly felt like ditching the interview and lying in my bed with a cup of coffee. Bad idea.
• Once the clock on the wall ticked right and my alarm sounded, I got up and headed for the door. “Good luck, My Amelia.” Nana's voice sounded behind me.
• The stairs that led to our apartment building were always steep, so I took my time. The bustling streets came into view and I stopped a taxi.
• “Bennett's Empire,” I gave the driver my location.
• “You're going for an interview, miss?” The driver asked me nicely in Japanese.
• “Yes,” I replied.
• “That's amazing. My wife is also going to be interviewed today. I pray she gets the job. She's pregnant.”
• Warmth spread through my body at his words. He looked quite happy and content. “Well, that's a good thing. It seems they are taking just pregnant ladies?” I chuckled at the absurdity of my words.
• “We are here, ma'am.” He said and got down to open the door for me.
• “Thank you,” I paid him off and my eyes turned to the building in front of me. The word ‘BENETT’ was written upfront in big, block letters. I couldn't wait to get interviewed.
• I walked into the gates, gazing around with awe. The interior was classy and posh, with floor-to-ceiling windows and sleek, extravagant furniture.
• I took the elevator to the 5th floor and introduced myself to a woman who took me to the boss himself. When the doors slid open, the woman gestured for me to go in while she walked away.
• I think I was so absorbed with the size and decoration of the office that I failed to recognize the voice and the person sitting behind that mahogany desk.
• When I finally turned, our eyes met and I froze.
• Something clicked in my head. Why didn't I think about this earlier? This was why the name of the company was so familiar. ‘BENETT’.
• Jeremy's family owned the BENETT EMPIRE. He was the freaking CEO. Damn. What the hell had I gotten my pregnant divorced self into?
• I decided to play it cool by acting ignorant. Tearing my gaze away from him, I clear my throat and make for the seat.
• “Good day, Mr. Calloway,” I said, bowing my head slightly, Japanese style.
• Jeremy still hadn't taken his eyes off me. But then he blinked and began going through my application file on his desk.
• Please, give me the job. I need it. I prayed in my heart. When his eyes twitched, I thought I'd lost all hope.
• “You're pregnant?” He gazed up at me, and confusion shone on his face.
• Oh no. My application contained the results of the test I was required to take by the company. Now he was aware of my state. What now?
• “Uhm… It's not showing yet, Sir.” I stated foolishly, and his eyes turned dark. When he rose from behind that huge table, my eyes roamed his body.
• Still the same old Jeremy. The embodiment of hotness and masculinity. Those were one of the many qualities I'd fallen for, two years ago.
• “Is it mine?” He was now standing right in front of me while I fidgeted with the hem of my flowing dress.
• I could lie all I wanted. Who was I kidding? Jeremy could read me in and out like the back of his palm. Besides, my expression had already given me away.
• “Fuck, Amelia. It's mine, right? The child is mine.” He growled, like a male alpha whose mate was missing.
• “That doesn't change anything.” My voice was weak.
• “What do you mean it doesn't? Did you know about this before sending the divorce papers?”
• “With all due respect, sir. I am here for the job. And if you would rather discuss personal matters, I'll get up and leave.”
• “Amelia! You can't be serious.”
• “Try me,”
• He seemed to rethink his stand because his menacing aura was suddenly replaced with calmness.
• “Let's… Let's talk about this.” Jeremy's gaze at me was nothing more than tenderness. But I'd blocked out all possible pleas he could use. It was too late. I didn't owe him any explanation. He had a life of his own and although I didn't, I was trying to make one.
• “Are you going to interview me or what?” I snapped, annoyance clouding my voice.
• Christ! This was the least person I'd expected to bump into today. The universe better be playing a fucking game because what the hell?
• “You have the job, Amelia. You know I would've subjected you to an interview.” He looked exhausted in my eyes. I had spent two years with this man to know when he was going through a hard time.
• But that wasn't my problem anymore.
• “Can I leave now?” I got up on my feet, clutching my bag to my chest. Jeremy waved me off with his hand, and when I slipped out of his office, I heaved a sigh of relief.
• My phone buzzed in my bag. I swiped accept and brought it to my ear to answer the call. There was silence, and then a shriek, and a yell.
• “Amelia! Sis, can you hear me?” My sister's panicked voice sounded. “Mum and I just returned from work, and we found the door open. There was a robbery, I think. And Nana is… She's not breathing.”
• I felt my breath leave me as my phone slipped out of my hand.