Chapter 19 - Get to the work(4)

"Sorry, we can't hire you. All the best."-interviewer said.

"No problem, Thank you "- I replied. I come out of another interview. How can I say no problems, even when I know that I have so many problems. It's my sixth interview for today and already noon. So I come back to my place.

Goddamned I am a Gynaecologist, had work experience with SMCH and I m very good at my work. Still, I got rejections from all the six places I had been for interview.

I was cursing God, Christian and my luck when doorbell rings. I opened the door and found an unfamiliar male standing in front of me,-"May I help you with something? "

"Are you Ms. Jessica Williams ?"-he questioned me and I nodded. He continued,-"Mam your time is over,you need leave this house before 6 in the evening."

"Time over, leave the house... what the hell are you talking about "- I got confused.

"Mam you had already sold your house to us two weeks ago. And we had sent you authorised documents last week to leave this place and today is the last day of your stay here. I m here to remind you that you have to leave before six in the evening. "

"Why would I believe you.. I had not sold my place.. no notice... just complete bullshit."- I frowned angrily.

He showed me some of the documents authorised by court with my signatures on them. I can't deny that the signatures are of mine. But I had no idea when I had done this.. This is a trap.. Christian!!! I know it's because of him for sure.,-"Why if I don't leave? "

I checked the time, I still have few hours left with me. I know that I can't do anything against him, because he has power and money. So the first thing that comes to my mind is my mom. I drove to bank and withdrawal my whole savings which was around 1.8 million dollars, I had saved it for her treatment, and transact it to my moms account in hospital for her medical bills.. with this she can easily survive in that hospital for four years, in case something happened to me.

I returned to home and packed some essential things in a backpack. It's almost six and that strange or so called owner of my home would be here in a while. Doorbell rings and I opened, -"I was just leaving "- I clarified myself.

"Wait miss here is a call for you "-He handed me a cellphone.

Familiar voice another side of the phone, -"Hey sweetie , I heard you just become homeless...such a pity... I feel really sad for you... anyway I have a great mansion.. you can come to live at my place... haha haha.. "

I am losing my control ,-"I was sure it is you... but let me tell you one thing I will never ever do what you want me to do..... Go to hell you bastard.. "- I hung up.

I had tears in my eyes because I love my home, I don't want to leave but I have to.. so I I get into my car. I cried bitterly, I was so helpless. Now what to do, where to go??