An affluent man becomes displeased with being seated next to a corpulent woman in first class and begins to voice his complaints to the flight attendant.
The instant James Courtney spotted the woman seated beside him on the flight, he knew it was going to be a rough one. She was enormous! With her seated next him, how in the world was he going to travel in comfort?
The woman took a seat, jabbing at James with her elbow as she fastened her seat belt. “Observe it!” She turned to face James as he aggressively yelled at her.
She sobbed, “Oh, I’m so sorry. Please pardon me.”
“Pardon me?” sarcastically questioned James. Or pardon the three thousand doughnuts you consumed to reach that weight?
The woman gave him a startled gasp, and James noticed that she was rather young with a weak but sweet face. He was inspired to scoff, “Lady, you need to book TWO seats when you travel!”
The woman’s eyes welled up with tears, but James was in the mood, especially after noticing how cheap and dated her clothes were and how worn out her shoes were.
“I assume your entire budget goes on nachos and hot dogs, right?” he asked. So you’re not able to afford two seats? The next time you pass the hat, I’m sure everyone on the plane will be quite giving!
The woman turned to face the window, and James saw the tears streaming down her cheeks in the reflection. He said, “Listen.” “I’m sure my friend who owns a clinic down in Mexico would give you a liposuction for a lot less money!”
By the time James felt his discomfort from being pressed up against her soft weight had subsided, the young woman’s shoulders were quivering with sobs. He thus requested a Martini when the bartender arrived with the drinks cart.
In his best James Bond voice, he said, “Shaken, not stirred,” and then, “I don’t know what Moby Dick here will drink.”
The attractive attendant gave him a snide look while pressing her lips together tightly. Next, she spoke to the woman seated beside her. “Madam, what would you like to drink?”
With a nod, the woman dabbed at her eyes. “Please, give me a diet Coke.”
James sneered. “Don’t you think a diet Coke would be a little late in the game?” Though James felt a slight glow upon realizing he’d upset both the flight attendant and the woman, they both chose to ignore him.
While the woman next to him sipped her diet Coke, he reclined and bit on an olive and sipped his Martini. With a shudder, he realized she would eventually need to use the restroom and would be squeezing by him.
Shortly after he had finished his last drink, the flight attendant arrived carrying food. She placed a lovely tray in front of him and another one in front of the passenger next him.
“Are you certain that will suffice?” The flight attendant was asked by James, “Why do you think it would take a village to feed this lady?”
Disregarding him, the flight attendant continued serving the other first-class customers. “She really was impolite, wasn’t that?” James questioned the person seated beside him, saying, “I think I’ll complain about her.”
However, the other traveler disregarded him as well, and James proceeded to enjoy the genuinely superb meal. When the flight attendant returned, he was finishing the last of his wine, and she was beaming.
“Pardon me,” she began. “The captain would love to have you come up to the cockpit. He’s a big fan.”
After being startled, James noticed that the large woman sitting next to him was being spoken to by the flight attendant. She was flushing, nodding, and smiling. This implied that James needed to stand up and give her space.
After guiding the woman off of the aircraft, James resumed his seat. He expected to be forwarding a good deal of venomous emails concerning the first class service and conditions on the company’s flights to the management.
When the captain’s voice came over the speakers, he was mentally crafting some great diatribes. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he said. One of us is a celebrity! You will recognize the voice if, like me, you are an avid listener of “I Love Opera.”
When a beautiful voice began singing a few bars of a well-known aria in the cabin, the other passengers began to applaud and make joyful comments to one another. “That’s correct,” declared the captain. “We’re flying with the lovely Miss Allison Jones to perform a charity concert for world hunger.”
James winced as the entire aircraft broke into spontaneous applause. The flight attendant then approached. “Listen up, buster,” she replied in a harsh, icy tone. “I’m putting you in economy if you upset that girl again, no matter how many millions you have.”
James noticed the sparkle in the flight attendant’s eye as he opened his mouth to object. “I apologize,” he muttered.
“You don’t have to apologize to me!” said she.
After some time, Allison Jones, the large woman, reappeared, grinning and signing autographs for the other travelers. James shot to his feet to give her room to sit.
He smiled his most endearing smile and said, “Listen.” “I apologize if I offended you a little; I didn’t know who you were.”
James saw that Allison had the most stunning eyes when she turned to face him. It makes no difference who I am. Never, ever treat someone that way! Furthermore, you’re not sorry. If I wasn’t sort of famous, would you even be saying sorry? I mean, I can’t control my weight, but you can alter your mindset. Give up passing judgment on others.
James stopped talking, lowered himself back into his chair, and remained silent until their arrival in Portland.
My Boss Humiliated Me at a Staff Meeting Because of My Pregnancy – His Smile Faded When a Woman Holding a Baby Walked In
Elena thought her life couldn’t get more complicated after her fiancé vanished upon learning she was pregnant. But when her boss humiliates her during a staff meeting, the truth about her child’s father comes crashing into the spotlight…
Three months ago, my life fell apart. I’m not even kidding.
I was 27, engaged to a man I thought I’d spend forever with, and blissfully unaware of how quickly dreams could shatter.
A woman sitting by a window | Source: Midjourney
The day I told Ethan I was pregnant, I’ll never forget how his face froze.
“Are you serious?” he asked, his voice low and sharp.
I nodded, trying to smile through my nerves.
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“We’re going to be parents…”
Instead of the joy I’d hoped for, he muttered something about needing time to think. And then he walked out the door.
Oh, and he never came back.
I didn’t tell anyone. Not my family, not my coworkers, nobody.
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How could I?
My father was a powerful man, and he owned the company where I worked, with my sister Rebecca running another branch. She was married to Adam, my boss.
Everyone had high expectations for me, and my pregnancy. But the truth about the father felt like a ticking time bomb. I couldn’t risk it. So, I left my parents’ house and moved out on my own, hoping to hide the truth for as long as I could.
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My father had given Rebecca and Adam control of his businesses, so he was more than happy to take my mother on lavish trips or spend his days playing golf.
But secrets have a way of surfacing, don’t they?
And today, mine became the punchline of a cruel joke.
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I was standing in the middle of the conference room during an all-staff meeting when Adam, my boss, and brother-in-law, decided to turn my pregnancy into office entertainment.
“So, Elena,” he said, leaning back in his chair with a smirk. “I hear congratulations are in order. You’re pregnant, huh? Guess you’re finally settling down! Very good, very good.”
A few people chuckled nervously. I felt heat rising to my face as every eye in the room turned to me.
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“Guess now you probably have to find the dad, huh?” he added, slapping the table like he’d just made the biggest joke.
The laughter died quickly, but Adam wasn’t done.
“But even if you don’t, you don’t really have to worry, right? Single moms get decent benefits, right? Maybe I should give you a thousand-dollar raise a year! What do you think, folks?”
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The room went silent. My chest felt tight as I clenched my fists, willing myself not to cry. Where had this version of Adam come from? He hadn’t been like this with me before. He used to be… different.
“The father of this baby told me that he loved me more than life itself,” I said, my voice trembling. “But as soon as he found out, he ran.”
Adam’s smirk widened.
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“Ah, men. Typical, huh?”
I was seconds away from walking out when the double doors to the office burst open.
A young woman holding a baby strode in, tears streaming down her face. There was no way that she was older than twenty-two or twenty-three, but despite her tears and trembling hands, she stood tall.
Behind her came Rebecca, and my father.
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I moved my coat so that it hung tighter around my waist. I wasn’t really showing yet, but I had no choice but to tell Adam about the baby. He was my boss after all…
“No one leave,” my father said, his voice sharp and commanding. “You all need to see and hear this conversation.”
Adam’s smug grin vanished instantly.
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“Rebecca,” he stammered, his tone now meek. “What’s going on?”
“What’s going on, Adam,” Rebecca said, her voice icy. “Is that your horrible lies are finally catching up to you.”
I glanced at the woman with the baby, and my stomach twisted as recognition set in.
“Lila?” I whispered.
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Lila was Rebecca’s former assistant. I’d met her a few times in the office and once at a family dinner. She had seemed quiet, almost shy and timid, but now she looked like someone who had been pushed to her breaking point.
Rebecca’s gaze turned to me, her expression unreadable.
“I know why Lila left her job. Just like I know why you left Mom and Dad’s house, Elena. Did you think that I wouldn’t find out? Did you think I’d believe that Ethan…”
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My mouth went dry, and I thought I was going to pass out.
“I found your diary, Elena. When you left, you didn’t pack properly. But that’s nothing new when you had people doing everything for you. You left your diary right there, on your bedside. Adam is the father of your baby, isn’t he?”
Gasps rippled through the room. My knees felt weak.
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But still, Rebecca wasn’t finished.
“And,” she continued, her voice trembling with anger. “Adam is the father of her baby too.”
She pointed at Lila, who stepped forward, holding the baby closer to her chest.
Adam’s face turned a sickly shade of gray.
“Rebecca… I… I can explain!”
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“Don’t,” she snapped. “You’ve lied to me for years. You’ve humiliated me, betrayed me, and destroyed my trust. We’re done, Adam. You’re dead to me.”
My father stepped forward then, his expression cold and menacing.
“I’ve heard enough of this nonsense,” he said. “Adam, you’re fired. Effective immediately. Pack your things and leave.”
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Adam opened his mouth to protest, but my father cut him off.
“And,” he added. “You’ll be paying child support for both of these children. I’ll make damn sure of it.”
The office emptied quickly after that, whispers trailing behind the stunned employees.
I stayed behind, unsure of what to do or say, until my father approached me.
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“Elena,” he said softly, his voice losing its sharp edge. “Why didn’t you come to me?”
Tears welled in my eyes as I looked down at the floor.
“I didn’t want to ruin Rebecca’s life,” I admitted. “And I was afraid of how you’d look at me if you knew the truth.”
He sighed, shaking his head.
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“This isn’t your fault, baby girl,” he said. “Adam manipulated you, just like he manipulated everyone else. You’re my daughter, Elena, and I’ll always support you.”
I didn’t know what to say. Or do. Or feel.
Rebecca approached then, her face red but her eyes resolute. For a moment, I thought she might slap me or pull my hair. Instead, she pulled me into a hug.
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“I’m furious, El,” she said, her voice trembling. “But not at you. Adam’s the one who destroyed our marriage, not you. We’ll figure this out together.”
Her words broke something in me, and I finally let the tears fall.
“Bec, it was a mistake. It was just one drunken night at the Christmas party, and if I’m being really honest with you… I didn’t know what happened. Or how. I tried to spin it off as Ethan’s baby, and he ran.”
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“I’m here for you,” she said. “I’m going to take this man for everything he’s worth. And then, we’ll raise your baby together. If you want… I mean.”
A week later, my phone rang.
“Elena,” my father said on the other end. “I need someone I can trust to step into Adam’s role. You’ve been with the company for five years, and you know the team better than anyone. You’re done with your studies now. Will you take over s interim director? At least until the baby is born?”
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My breath caught.
Was my father really accepting this? Was he going to truly support me? Support us?
“Are you sure, Dad?” I asked.
“Completely,” he replied. “I trust you, darling. But take some time to think about it. Just remember that I’ll need an answer soon.”
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The answer, of course, was yes.
It hadn’t been easy stepping into Adam’s shoes, but every day I walked into that office, I held my head a little higher. And do you know what’s the best part?
My child will grow up knowing their mother didn’t back down, even when the odds were stacked against her.
And her family truly came through for her.
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As for Adam?
He’s history. Both in the office and in our lives.
And Rebecca? We’re rebuilding our relationship, slowly but surely. She’ll never forgive Adam, but she’s learning to forgive me.
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Life doesn’t always turn out the way you plan, but sometimes, when the dust settles, you realize you’re stronger than you ever imagined.
As for Ethan, who knows what happened to him? I don’t. Anyway, my baby is on the way soon, and I’m going to embrace motherhood as a single parent who loves her baby unconditionally.
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This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
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