Margareta chuckled and smiled at Jennifer. “So the only thing left to receive love is to have a dog, right?”

Jennifer nodded. “I’m pathetic...”

“No. You’re too tough on yourself. Life isn’t easy for your generation. Getting a good job, getting married, staying married, raising kids... it looks so simple, but don’t be fooled. It’s a lot of work!”

“Yes, and you forgot chasing your dreams in your list...”

“Exactly. Speaking about dreams, how about your cooking school project?”

Jennifer sighed. “Unfortunately it’s on hold. I’m really too busy to even think about it. I gave my whole life to Wilson Corp. AND even to its owner now!”

Margareta smiled and rested her hand on Jennifer’s shoulder. “Which is perfectly fine, honey. Nobody’s judging you - you have nothing to prove to anyone. You will have everything you want when it’s the right time.”

Jennifer took her grandmother in her arms. “Thank you, Grandma.”

They kept walking for forty-five minutes until Margareta needed to sit. They found a bench under a tree and took a break. They played a game they used to play when Jennifer was a teen: watching people and guessing what they were doing in life.

Margareta spotted a couple sitting in front of them. Their back was turned so they couldn’t see their faces.

“We can’t see them, Grandma. It’s too difficult!”

“It’s okay, let’s try. The man is very elegant and well built. Maybe he’s a professional athlete... or maybe an actor. The woman sitting next to him is very classy as well. I like her long black hair. I’d say she’s a fashion designer. It’s their first date... look, they sit at a reasonable distance from each other.”

The woman they were looking at raised her arm and called someone.

Margareta continued. “Oops, it’s more complicated! It seems like there is a little boy now... I don’t know what that means. Any idea, honey?”

Jennifer squinted her eyes and kept silent. She felt a sinking feeling in her stomach and slowly stood up. “How about... he is a fucking liar, and she’s a whore...”

Shocked, Margareta turned to look at Jennifer. Her eyes were blinking and her mouth was dangling open. “Jennifer?”

Jennifer’s heart was pounding like a drum. She felt an incredible feeling of anger and jealousy at the same time. She walked towards the couple with a determined look on her face, tapped on the man’s shoulder, and slapped him in the face.

The sound of the slap echoed in the park.

“So this is how you spend your time with your lawyer, Bruce? I assume this lady is in fact a man called Mr. Schneider? You think I’m a friggin’ idiot?”

The woman next to Bruce turned around with an angry face. “Who the hell are you?”

“I am NOT talking to you.”

Bruce raised his hand to hold his jaw. “Jen, listen...”

“Shut up, Bruce! I’ve listened and been patient enough with you. You and I obviously have different priorities in life. YOU were my priority. I would do anything for you but you’re just so selfish and self-centered. You don’t give a shit about my feelings or what I think. You didn’t even try to hold me back yesterday, and you completely ignored me. And now you and this...”

...bitch, she thought. But she knew it would only make things worse and said nothing.

Jennifer took a deep breath. “It’s time that I did things for myself... This is over. I quit. Both on my job and on you...”

Jennifer ran away. Before Bruce could say anything, she was gone.

Chapter Eight

As soon as she was back to Margareta’s apartment, Jennifer called Benny.

“Hey Jen, how are you?”

“Hi. Don’t expect to see me at the office tomorrow. I’m done.”

“Whaaat? Again? Are you serious?”

“Very.” Someone knocked at the door. “Benny, I got to go; my grandmother is here. I’ll call you later.”

Jennifer opened the door and saw her grandmother, followed by a tall man with a big red cheek.

“Bruce, what are you doing here?”

“I told him to come with me.” Margareta said. “This gentleman offered to drive me home after you left your old Grandma alone in a park...”

Jennifer took her forehead in her hand. “I’m SO sorry, Grandma... I didn’t know what I was thinking. I was just so... pissed,” she said, sending an angry look at Bruce. Then she took Margareta’s hand. “I hope you’re not mad at me.”

Margareta shook her head and winked at her. “Don’t worry about me. You’ve got business to handle...”

Jennifer helped her grandmother to get inside and sit down. Then, she went to the door where Bruce was still waiting. “Let’s get out. I don’t want to bother her anymore.”

As they walked out of the building, Bruce offered to get into his limo. “We’ll be more comfortable.” Jennifer accepted, and Bruce told Jack to leave them alone.

Jennifer kept quiet and Bruce started the conversation. “It was not what you think.”

“How do you know what I think?”

“Jen, I didn’t lie to you; I really saw my lawyer this morning. We had a meeting, and it was about the kid. His mother has made a video about the boy and wanted me to see. And...” Bruce paused and swept the corner of his eye. “He keeps calling for his daddy.”

Jennifer felt her anger disappear lightly. She hesitated, but finally rested her hand on Bruce’s thigh. He continued. “Mr. Schneider told me that my ex-wife wanted to meet. She said it’s for the kid and nothing else. She said her son is asking more and more questions about his father, and other kids at school are pretty mean with him. You know, I grew up without my father...” Bruce’s eyes were wet. “... and I know exactly how it feels.”

Bruce paused. He was looking up and his lips were trembling. He was struggling to keep control himself but couldn’t hold it. Suddenly, he completely broke down. He was in tears, shaking and wiping his face. Jennifer felt really sad and sorry for him. It was the first time he was so vulnerable in front of her and it really had an impact on her.

Bruce Wilson, the fierce businessman and billionaire was crying in front of her; he was finally opening his heart to her. She looked at his red cheek, the one she had slapped earlier and caressed it.

“I’m sorry, baby. I had no idea...”

Bruce slowly regained control of himself. “When I saw the video, I had to see him. I felt so guilty... I didn’t want this little boy to be ashamed and to be bullied at school because of me. I told my lawyer I was ready to see them and, a few hours later, we met in the park.”

Jennifer had a lot of questions running in her head. How did you feel when you met your ex-wife? What did you talk about? Do you still have feelings for her? How do you feel about the kid? What are you going to do now? Are you going to take care of him?

Jennifer took a deep breath and simply said, “I trust your judgment. I believe that you will make the best decision for everybody.”

Bruce looked at her, his eyes still wet and red, and said, with a lot of emotion in his voice, “Thank you. I really appreciate...”

He took her in his strong arms and Jennifer felt warm and protected against his firm body. She looked up and softly kissed him. What was supposed to be a gentle kiss turned out to be more than she had expected.

Bruce grabbed her hair, slid his arm around her waist from behind, and pressed his beautiful lips against hers. Then, he opened his mouth and Jennifer allowed his slick tongue to tangle in her mouth.

He quickly raised her skirt over her thighs and up to her waist, and grabbed her ass. In a second, Jennifer’s pussy was electrified with burning desire. She yanked down the zip of his trousers and gobbled his entire huge cock, eagerly. Caught by surprise, Bruce grunted loudly and applied strong pressure against her head to feel her deep-throat.

While his thick shaft was being sucked luxuriously, Bruce slipped a finger into her dripping vagina and rubbed it against her walls. Then, although she wanted more, he pulled out his finger, coated with her thick juices, and started to play with her tight little anus. He went back and forth between her eager channel, her perineum, and her anus, spreading her fluids all along the way.