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She Got The Birkin I Got His Company Chapter 2
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I drove home in a daze, her words echoing in my head.
When I pushed open the door, Ethan was on the floor, laughing and playing with Liam. He’d finally wrapped up a massive project at work, and for the first time in months, our home was filled with the sound of a father and son.
I had treasured these fleeting moments. I’d cook his favorite meals, timing them perfectly for his arrival.
But today, my rare trip out had broken the routine. He looked up and smiled.
“Where’d you go today? Can’t believe you’d abandon our little guy like that. You’re a mean mommy!” he teased. “Right, Liam?”
Our son nodded solemnly. “Mommy’s mean! Didn’t play cars with me!”
A wave of fatigue washed over me.
“And what about you, Ethan?” My voice was flat. “When you’re ‘working late,’ are you really thinking about providing for this family? Or are you thinking about how to get closer to your little secretary?”
Ethan’s smile vanished. He put down the Lego brick in his hand.
In the next second, he waved over the nanny. “Liam, Mommy and Daddy need to talk. Why don’t you go play in your room for a bit?”
Once Liam was gone, his expression turned serious. He walked over, putting his hands on my shoulders. “Alice, what’s wrong? Who have you been talking to?”
I let out a cold, bitter laugh. “What, I don’t have eyes? I can’t see what’s right in front of my face? What is going on between you and your assistant?”
Ethan sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “She’s just a kid from the new team. I’ve been mentoring her. That’s it.”
“Just mentoring? Not sleeping with her? Nothing else?”
I studied his face, still as handsome as the day I met him. God, life had been kind to him. The years had barely touched his features, only softening the sharp edges of his youth into a mature, powerful charm.
Money, power, a family. Did he have so much that he needed the thrill of something new? I asked him as much.
Ethan had always been gentle, patient. Even after Liam was born and I was drowning in postpartum complications, battling a depression that felt like a thick fog, he had been my rock. He held me, coaxed me back to myself, and helped me navigate the disorienting transition from woman to mother.
But today, the look in his eyes was different. It was… annoyed.
“What is this about, Alice? What are you trying to start now?”
“You’re the one who said I work too much, that I don’t have time for you and Liam. So I pulled a month of all-nighters just to clear my schedule for a few days. And now that I’m finally home, you want to fight?”
His face was a mask of disbelief. I just stared at him.
“So tell me,” I said quietly. “Why does she get the Birkin, and I get the free sample?”
“It was her birthday, and she’s had a great quarter. Is it wrong for a boss to buy his employee a gift?” he shot back, his voice rising. “You’re at home all day with nothing to do, so you decide to invent problems? To come after me?”
Perhaps he saw the look on my face, because his tone softened slightly. He reached for me again. “Besides, I bought you the watch you wanted. You’re the one who turned it down.”
“Honey, I’m sorry, okay? Can we just drop this? Don’t be angry.”
There it was. His classic move. Whenever he didn’t want to talk, he’d apologize first, shutting down the conversation before it could even begin.
I thought of all the years I’d poured into this family, managing his life, raising our son, only for him to dismiss it all with a single, careless phrase.
“At home all day with nothing to do.”
Just then, Liam ran out from his room and hugged my leg. “Mommy, don’t be mad at Daddy. Daddy works so hard. Can you please stop being cranky?”
I looked at the two of them, my husband and my son, and a profound weariness settled into my bones.
Before I could say another word, Ethan scooped Liam into his arms. “See? Liam gets it. Come on, buddy, let’s go finish that Lego castle.”
He walked away without a backward glance.
The nanny stood awkwardly in the hallway. “Mrs. Miller…”
I just waved a hand, dismissing her. “You can go home early tonight.”
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