My Sexy Wife

Johnny grabbed the envelope, walked a couple of steps and looked back at the desk, took the packet of cigarettes, and walked out.

“What are you doing? Why are you taking my cigarettes?”

“I don’t have any more cigarettes. Don’t come after me or I will remove all the wheels on your car! You smoked so many of my cigarettes. What’s the big deal that I’m taking a packet of yours?” Johnny pointed at the manager before walking out of the office.

Johnny was fuming in anger when he stepped out of the office. Setting aside that woman who he was wondering what the hell was wrong with her for going against him. He was first upset with this manager who he tried his best to fawn on so that he could earn more money and increase his chances of being promoted. For these, he had spent time, effort, and money to buy him cigarettes, meals and sucked up to him when opportunities arose. When the manager was enjoying the attention and the gifts, he treated Johnny like a pal but now that something happened, the manager immediately tossed Johnny away. He clearly knew that this had nothing to do with Johnny and he wasn’t totally in the wrong but the manager didn’t want to risk his job by speaking out for Johnny. Now Johnny was totally disillusioned.

Johnny was riding slowly on his old rickety bicycle which was bought from a scrapyard at a price of eighty. He arrived at the bank he normally went, touched the envelope in his pocket and then walked slowly towards the Automatic Teller Machine. He placed the bank card into the ATM and deposited the money into his account. He then checked the balance in the account. In total, he had about nine thousand two hundred remaining in his account.

Johnny smiled bitterly as he looked at the pittance he had in the bank account. He took out a small booklet from his pocket, on which were some names and account numbers; next to the them were some figures referring to the amount of money. Some of the figures were up to forty thousand while the smaller ones were about seven to eight thousand. Several lines in the preceding had been crossed off with a stroke. Johnny looked at the third line on a page and then transferred nine thousand to that account; he then took out a pen to cross off those numbers. Thereafter, Johnny counted and then sighed and muttered, “I still owe five hundred and twenty-three thousand!”

As he walked out of the bank, he was pondering to himself that it was with much difficulty that he found a job, and now he was jobless again. He immediately became furious and turned his anger on Jasmine. He was in this predicament all because she picked on him and complained against him. As soon as he thought of this, he took out his phone to look for Jasmine’s number. But as a courier, he called countless unfamiliar numbers every day. He lost track of which was Jasmine’s number.

“Damn! Forget it. I will take it out on you, you bitch!” Johnny cussed as he rode his bicycle in the direction of Jasmine's house.

handed out some cigarettes that he took from that manager to the guards. Johnny explained that he needed to pick up a package from Jasmine’s house. One of the security guards recognized Johnny

Jasmine’s villa and opened the gate. He placed his bicycle in the courtyard and walked to the door. He started to pound on the door as if he

When Hannah saw that it was

that

who is it?” Jasmine's voice was heard behind

that Jasmine was at home and barged in. He could see that Jasmine was eating at

you here again?” Jasmine looked at Johnny as if she

and I was here at three o’clock to deliver your packages. You asked me to meet you at six o’clock. I had no choice but to turn around after completing my other deliveries. I had to travel over ten kilometers just to deliver your packages. You nasty bitch had to lodge a complaint just because I’m late for five minutes. Fine. I delivered your packages and you wanted me to open them and I did. You wanted me to carry the packages in and I did that too. You wanted me to remove the boxes and again I did. I literally served you as my boss. After all those you still had to lodge a complaint demanding for my dismissal? What had I done to you

alarmed Johnny was that Jasmine

to give you a good scolding,” Johnny

The lady said and continued

he was punching into thin air and without any satisfaction of landing the punches. Johnny had been prepared to slug it out with this woman but

already nice enough for not hitting you. Why are you doing all these to me? Give me

The woman calmly asked. She was very