Chapter 3 Looking For A Job

Even though they had just returned home, Marina and Mike couldn't sit around doing nothing all day. Therefore, Marina's parents soon found a school for Mike. Marina, on the other hand, had to get a job. But looking at the recruitment ads only left her feeling frustrated. Over the past six years, she had always been a secretary. Even if she could get selected for another job position, she was afraid that she wouldn't be up for the task.

Phillip asked her to work in the family business, but she insisted on finding a job by herself. Every time Marina said this, Mike would tease her about her previous jobs. One night, at dinner, he said, "Grandpa, I have something to tell you. Mommy was so stupid that she got fired from every job in just three months. Actually, I feel sorry for her."

Hearing this, Phillip was overjoyed. He knew his daughter well. But he didn't know what or how much she had been through all these years. He vaguely remembered the rainy night six years ago.

At that time, after finding out that Marina was pregnant, he had told her to get an abortion, but she had insisted on having the baby.

In a fit of anger, he had asked her to get out of the house and told her that he didn't want to have a daughter like her. However, Marina was his only child, the one person that he had doted on for his whole life. When she had left, he had naturally regretted it. But what was done was done, and he couldn't change that.

While Marina was searching for a job, Mike continued to tease her about not being able to keep a job for more than three months. In order to prove him wrong, she made a deal with him. If she could keep the same job for more than three months, then Mike would make her breakfast every morning for a year.

After taking a shower, Mike sat in the living room and watched TV alone. He rarely cried or made a scene. He was just curious as to why other kids had both a mother and a father. After all, he only had his mother.

He had once asked Marina who his father was. To that, Marina had replied, "Mike, I really don't know who your father is. It's all my fault that you don't have a father. Do you blame me?"

Mike didn't blame his mother, but sometimes he felt that his mother couldn't take good care of herself. The truth was, he didn't care who his father was, as long as he had his mother by his side.

Mike soon started going to school, but Marina was still busy looking for a job. She had worked as a secretary for many years, but all the bosses had inevitably harassed her and made her quit in anger. Just as her son had said, none of her jobs had lasted more than three months.

It had been six years. Seeing Mike grow up day by day, Marina felt a little guilty. If she had gotten a good look at Mike's father that night, she would at least have an answer for his questions.

When she looked at the TV screen, she saw the news reporter say that the president of the M Group, Michael Murong, had returned home.

'Michael Murong? The name rings a bell. I think Dad mentioned that name today.' Marina looked at the report, and then at the picture of the man on the screen. Her eyes widened, and she looked at her sleeping son. 'The two of them really look alike. Is this Michael Murong the same bastard who was in the room that night? Is he the father of my son?'

But after thinking for a while, Marina quickly shook her head. 'How could that be? Just because they have the same name doesn't mean that he was the man in the room that night. Besides, he only just came back from abroad. It can't be him.'

She turned off the TV and carried Mike back to his room. 'He's all grown up now. I can barely even carry him anymore. All these years, he must have longed for his father to be there for him.'

After setting Mike down on his bed and tucking him under the covers, Marina gently kissed him on the forehead. Then, she closed the door and went back to her room. When she opened the door of her bedroom, she found that it looked exactly as it had the day she had left. 'Dad must have had my room cleaned every day. In fact, my parents have always loved me.' Thinking of this, her tears instantly streamed down her face.

After a while, she picked up a necklace and looked at the word "Michael" on it. 'Was that guy's name really Michael?'

Putting the necklace aside, she went online and searched for information about Michael Murong. When she saw a recruitment ad for the post of his secretary, she decided to apply for the job. 'If I become his secretary, I can find out if he was the one who had sex with me that night. Besides, I'm already looking for a job, and this position fits me perfectly. I'm willing to give it a shot.'