They climb using their wives' efforts, then boast as if self-made, letting their true rotten nature eventually show.
Or perhaps, they were rotten from the start, just well-masked.
The next morning, I arrived at the office with Lucas, poised and graceful.
Melanie's smile was strained, her eyes betraying her frustration and resentment.
Clearly, she was too inexperienced to hide her true feelings.
Later that morning, I approached Lucas's office with some files on a new project, noticing Melanie was absent from her desk.
I was about to knock when I heard her sultry voice through the door, "Lucas, when are you ditching that old witch? I can wait, but this baby can't!"
My head spun with a thousand thoughts.
Throughout my hospital stay, Lucas hadn't shed a single tear for our lost baby, his nonchalance now explained. I even thought he was a man with stoicism like they say online.
It wasn't stoicism; he had moved on to someone else, someone new.
"That hag's forgotten everything, doesn't even suspect a thing. I need to find a way to take over her assets," I heard Lucas whispering sweetly, "Just a little longer, babe. Once I secure all the shares, I'll make sure our son has a perfect home."