Dylan couldn't concentrate at work. He wished to go home already, he kept checking the time.
"Why does today seem slow?" He asked himself.
"Sir." someone knocked on his door and he could already tell it was his secretary.
"Hm, come in," he replied. The young man came in before saying
"You asked me to remind you of the meeting by 5 pm today at Newark Restaurant."
Dylan frowned, he had really asked his secretary to remind him of that meeting and it was an important one. As much as he wanted to go back home on time, he knew he couldn't afford to miss the meeting.
"Is it today?" He asked again. He really didn't want to go. He wanted to go home and love his wife, his newfound lover.
"Yes sir. It is." the secretary replied and he nodded.
'Fine! Amelia would have to wait. She isn't running anyway' he thought as he began clearing his table and arranging his things before he leaves