"So, where is your 'dear husband', Mrs Wilsons?" Sandy asked me sarcastically when we get back to work the following day after my two days off at home.

It's already 10:00 o'clock but Gabriel hasn't arrived yet and I have already cancelled his first and second appointment pf the day.

"Stop calling me that, someone might hear you!" I glared at her.

"Okay... then answer me, where is our boss?"

"Why are you asking me, I am not his mother!"

"Excuse me? But you are ...