“I don’t give a fuck why you went or why you took her with you!” “Because she’s my wife, and she has been for almost twenty-three years!” my favorite boss shouted back. I took another three steps, passing the break room and approaching the office door when the words got real. “Yeah, the wife you married a year after your last one died. You want to talk about fucking disrespectful.” Mr. Cooper had been married before? I blinked at the door, feeling… I don’t know. Shocked? Taken aback? I had worked for Mr. Cooper for nearly ten years and had never heard anything about another wife.
Oop- also rip HAS to be his kid or sum like that cause…
