Capítulo 3: 3
My heart starts to beat hard, I can't control that feeling, I want to leave but one way or another I get lost in his eyes.
If before I felt that feeling of being able to conquer the world without lifting a single finger, I must say that this has been a bad day, because of the way it makes me feel.
He puts a lock of hair behind my ear, I really don't know how to handle this situation, I hold my breath for several seconds, and his perfume embeds itself in my nose, letting him take control in these moments.—Someday, we could talk about business, I would love for you to give me your point of view on some things.
"I don't think it's possible," she looked at him intently, "management is not my strong suit, I just focus more on graphic design.
—I get it, you design the photos for your father's company.
—No, he has his designer for that, I only help him from time to time.
We hear someone coming up the stairs, my instinct feels it's my father, because Matthew has already taken enough time with me.
His legs are separated, you could say it's about 90 degrees, he lightens his throat by making a closed fist. "Why did you leave the dining room Julia?" my father still asks flatly, "at no time did I tell you that you could go to your room."
I shrug my shoulders apologetically. "I'm sorry," I say with a half smile, it won't happen again.
"I'm glad to see you together, I have an announcement to make to both you and Mr. Wilson," he announces.
Surprised by what my father just told me, when I went downstairs, Matthew's girlfriend found herself sitting on the couch with her legs crossed, looking arrogant and uncomfortable, she turned around and when she saw her beloved boyfriend she went to meet him.
He crosses his arms, sticking out his chest. “I need to make an announcement to you two,” my father says, breaking me out of my thoughts.
My eyes automatically become watery, "What is it!" I babble, "don't worry me dad." Take a long breath and continue - Starting next week, you will be in charge of our company -, I am no longer old enough to travel, my age no longer allows it, every day I get more tired.
I put my hands on my waist —But dad, I have exams next week, I can't take your place, besides my career is not directed towards that, I don't know how to take control of a company as big as yours—I clear my throat, grabbing strands of hair. pulling them hard at the decision he just made.
I don't want to deal with that, I didn't even want to stay with his company, this must be a fucking joke.
I think about each of the words my father just mentioned, I sit on the couch with my leg crossed holding the end of my hair.
"Don't worry sir, I'll make sure your daughter takes her exams later," Matthew's voice was present. "I've become your daughter's partner at university, so it won't be a problem."
I look over my shoulder and my father smiles, satisfied at what Matthew just said. “You're always such a good person,” my father admits, “You're a good boy.
Damn you Wilson! I immediately think how my head is spinning a mile an hour to invent another excuse not to leave London, but with that, what my father did was increase his ego even more, his gaze searches mine, I smile at him, making a gesture with my nose hypocritically.
Letting you know that I am dissatisfied with his response, I run my hands up my thighs to stop myself from yelling at him, but I know that deep down he knows that he has triumphed for this occasion.
He walks over and stops in front of me. “So what do you say,” Matthew says, raising an eyebrow.
On the one hand I don't want to travel but I know inside that I can't deny your help, one way or another my father is satisfied with that, I look at my mother making a depressing gesture, she gives me a pronounced mouth.
—Of course, it will be magnificent, if my father wishes it that way.
—Well, I think it's sensational, the faster the better—he smiles, tomorrow I'm going to take a walk around the university and let the director know.
I never imagined that my father would tell me that, I am worried about not running the business well, not because I don't want to, it is because I am not good at administration, much less running a large company, which is why I chose a career in graphic design.
When I was little, I longed to run Dad's company, but I never imagined that at the end of the day I hated the moment ahead.
The guests were gone; I go straight to my room with my heels in my hand, I'm overwhelmed by the day, I lie on the bed stretching my feet like a rubber band massaging them from bottom to top reaching my thighs.
The phone rings making me open all my eyes, he reached out on the nightstand and quickly grabbed the screen without seeing it.
"Holy cow, you and the college associate walking like on a catwalk in front of everyone, I can't believe it," Jack says in a tongue-tied manner, barely understanding it.
I sit on my bed, looking at my feet moving my soft toes - yes - he murmured without giving it much importance - he is my father's associate.
—You have to tell us everything tomorrow, I want to know what happened, plea, I can imagine him jumping on your bed.
—I promise you, hang up.
I stay thoughtful in my room, wanting to hear Matthew's voice, that sweet voice that makes my skin crawl, I leave my room to steal his number from my father's cell phone.
I turn my face in all directions, observing that no one is coming, I unlock the cell phone and look for Matthew's number. I wanted to hear it on the other side, soaking up his voice, I took the cell phone and with a trembling hand I began to write down number by number, having already registered them. I press the dial button.
The ringing is heard in my ear, 3 sounds pass by and the fourth I hear his voice so faint and calm - Who's talking? - He whispers sleepily -, these are not hours to wake people up.
Regretful, my words come out—I'm Julia—she commented, —, I needed to hear your voice...
His voice sounds more normal. “And that, we just talked recently,” he says. “Go rest, girl, we'll talk tomorrow.”
He hangs up and I freeze because of how cold he was to me.
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