The divorce

IT was a Monday morning at 7:00 am, the weather was cold and quiet. Diana could hear her heart beating slowly. She has suffered a great deal since Charles, her husband, lost his job six months ago. Though they don't have children yet, it has been hell on earth trying to feed themselves. It was as if the company Charles was working for was waiting for him to get married before they would lay him off. It was barely a month after he got married that the company started downsizing and Charles was part of those asked to leave.

Since he lost his job, it has been one trouble or the other trying to pay their bills. Charles has applied for a lot of jobs but has failed to get any of them. Diana had been deeply worried by the situation. She can barely afford her cream and bathing soap not to talk of being able to make her hair the way she used to when she was a single woman. She never knew her husband would become poor so soon after their wedding.

Her husband, Charles, had been invited to an interview in an oil company where the salary would be $5000 if he gets the job. Diana has vowed to do everything possible to help her husband to get the job.

"My husband must get this particular job. There's nothing that will stop him from getting it. I will personally fight on his behalf to make sure he gets the job." Diana said to herself a day to the date set for the job interview. She has been thinking of how to help since her husband told her of the job opening and the fact that he has been invited for the final interview.

Diana started doing research about the company using her laptop. She researched and found the address of the company and also found the name of the managing director who was also the head of the panel that would interview her husband in 24 hours time. She was satisfied with her findings and then Diana set out to execute her ultimate plan.

Early in the morning, Diana decided to trace the company based on the address she had found.

"I'm going to the supermarket to see if I can buy some Groceries items for us." Diana said to her husband who asked where she was going so early in the morning. She was dressed like an old woman, but she had her neat dress in her bag. She would change into something better once she gets out of the apartment.

"Is it not too early to go to the supermarket ? Can't you wait a little?" Her husband asked, but she insisted it was not too early.

"You know it is early in the morning that you get fresh items from the supermarket who bring vegetables from the villages in Texas. If I don't go early, I will only meet leftover vegetables in the afternoon when others have finished selecting. I want to go now so that I can come back to make Long Island Lobster Rolls for you." Diana tells Charles her husband who was in the living room watching the early morning news.

"Alright, if you insist. Go well my love." Charles said as Diana hurried out of the room. When she stepped out into the streets, she found a public restroom and entered inside. There, she changed into a skimpy and short gown she brought with her in her bag. She also wore a high-heeled shoe and applied makeup to her face. She looked peng and perfectly shaped after the dressing changed her physical appearance. She used the mirror attached to her pancake cup to check her face.

"I'm so beautiful and perfect. How come there's no money to maintain this beautiful face? Charles, my lovely husband, I will use this beauty to get you a job today." Diana said in her heart after she finished dressing up. She picked her handbag and hurriedly left the Public restroom building.

Diana flagged a taxi which took her to the exact address where the oil company was located. She bribed the security man at the gate with $30 Dollar and he allowed her into the company premises. Soon, she was at the reception area talking with the receptionist.

"I want to see the managing director." Diana tells the young lady sitting on a large table. She was typing on her computer as if she did not see anyone standing before her.

"What's your name please?" The receptionist asked.

"Diana Charles." She responded.

"I have checked my records and seen that you don't have an appointment with the manager." The receptionist said with seriousness on her face.

"Yes, I don't have an appointment, but it is really important that I see him urgently." Diana said as she squeezed $40 Dollar and put it in the hand of the receptionist. The receptionist smiled broadly. The money greased her palms. She had been wondering how she would eat lunch that day. It was towards the end of the month, so she had exhausted all her money. So the $40 Dollar from Diana came in as a miracle.

"Alright! I understand now. You can go in and see him. Look at the office right there." The receptionist said, pointing with her left hand.

When Diana entered the beautiful office, the AC in it cooled her body from head to toe. It felt so nice.

"Poverty is a disease. Look at me enjoying AC for the first time in my life." Diana said in her heart.

Soon, she came face to face with the manager, Mr Jones. Diana was surprised to see that the manager was a tall handsome man.

"I thought the name I saw was a Black man's name. How come he is a white man?" Diana asked herself. But she was already in the office and there was no going back.

"Good morning sir." She greeted the manager.

"Good morning. How may I be of help?" Mr Jones responded.

"I have come to see you sir. My husband applied for a job here and I want to see if anything can be done to give him the job. He is qualified, I promise you. His name is Charles. I'm willing to do anything you want to make sure he is the one who gets the job sir." Diana said as she rolled her eyes in a romantic way. She also lifted her dress and revealed a bit of her beautiful legs. She instantly charmed Mr Jones with her beauty.

"Many people have applied for this job." Mr Jones said.

"That is why I'm here sir. I want to improve my husband's chances of getting the job. I will do anything you want. I will give you anything, including my body." Diana was already sitting on Mr Jones' table and showing him things that were difficult to resist.

Mr Jones himself already understood why Diana was there. He was also a chronic womaniser. He is married, but his family is in the UK, so he has the freedom to mingle with women. Diana was not the first woman he had sexual intercourse with. There were countless of them.

That early morning, Jones locked the door of his office and enjoyed it with Diana.

"Your husband will get the job. The salary will now be $5000 dollars per month." Jones said. He also gave Diana an envelope containing $1000. Diana left the office and went home with joy and satisfaction.