My Grandmother’s Ashes, My Wife's Divorce Paper novel Chapter 7

After Ava left, my emotions surged.

Thinking back on everything that had happened, I just wanted to get drunk.

I pulled out my phone and dialed a number I hadn't called in a while.

Less than thirty minutes later, I met up with Jake at the restaurant we'd agreed on.

He was my best friend.

On the day of my wedding to Ava, Noah's family forbade me from inviting any of my relatives or friends to the ceremony, and I agreed.

That day, after Jake found out, he never reached out to me again.

I was too ashamed to contact him.

Seven years passed, and I thought he probably didn't see me as a brother anymore, but when I called, without hesitation, he showed up.

After such a long time, Jake could tell right away that something was off with me.

He didn't ask any questions.

After a few drinks, both of us were feeling a little tipsy.

Jake was the first to speak up, asking how I had time to come out for drinks and if my wife wouldn't be mad.

I chuckled and said she wasn't home, so it wasn't a big deal.

Jake took another sip and asked how I was doing now.

"Still just a regular employee at the company?"

I sighed, "Not anymore. I'm unemployed now."

Jake paused for a second, then clinked his glass with mine.

"That's a good thing. You're too talented to be stuck at Mitchell Corp."

"They never knew how to use you."

"I've started my own business."

"It's been six months, and I've made some progress."

"If you're not picky about small companies, you can come work for me."

"I'm the general manager. You'd be my VP!"

My eyes welled up, and after a moment's hesitation, I didn't agree right away.

I just told him I'd think about it and get back to him.

Jake patted my shoulder.

"No rush. Wait until your wife gives the green light."

He thought I was waiting for Ava's approval.

I shook my head.

"Don't bring her up. Let's just drink!"

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