Monique
I was restless. I tried everything I could to stop thinking about the conversation that Gavin and I had earlier today, but no matter how many times I tried, I couldn't help it. To make things worse, I couldn't resume work just yet since it would be strange for me to start working immediately after my wedding to Gavin, so what that meant was that I was stuck in the house for the time being, and so was Gavin. I haven't left my room since our conversation, mostly because I didn't want to run into him and also because I didn't want to end up giving in to him. I already tried considering the idea of going on a honeymoon with him, but no matter how many times I thought it over, it was still a bad idea. Feeling frustrated, I let out a tired sigh, wondering how long I would have to stay cooped up in here. My room was already starting to feel a little bit suffocating. I honestly wanted to take a walk around the house and see for myself how big the place was since I haven't done that yet. After almost half an hour of contemplation, I finally made up my mind to step out of my room. Of course, I made a mental note to be careful and to try as best as I could to avoid running into Gavin, and if I eventually end up running into him, I'd ignore him, just like he made me feel ignored earlier today. When I was finally out of the room, I walked in the direction that led to the other bedrooms in the house. Since Gavin's bedroom was exactly opposite mine, I tiptoed outside my room, not wanting to call any attention to myself. When I was finally far enough, I went ahead to check out all the rooms that I kept passing by, with the exception of some rooms that had been locked. It wasn't until I had checked almost ten rooms that I realized how huge this house was. It wasn't until I got to the end of the hallway and was about to check the last room that I suddenly heard a voice coming from the room I was about to check. I immediately recognized the voice to be Gavin's, but what I couldn't understand was why Gavin was in this room when his room, as far as I knew, was on the other side of the hallway. Instead of walking away and minding my business, I decided to stick my ears to the door, suddenly curious to know who he was speaking to and what he was talking about. "I already made her the CEO, so that should encourage her enough for the next step. But for the time being, I think it's best that I stay away from her," I heard Gavin say to whoever he was speaking with. Since I didn't hear anybody respond back to him, I immediately assumed that he was talking to somebody over the phone, and it irked me a little that he was talking about staying away from me to someone else. I desperately wanted to hear why he wanted to stay away from me, but since I couldn't exactly barge in or anything, I simply stood still, hoping that whoever he was speaking to would be sensible enough to ask him questions that could give me an answer. "I'm starting to think that I made a mistake getting married. Maybe I should have just offered to help her without getting married to her, because right now, I feel like I made a mistake," I heard him say again, and my heart dropped. I couldn't believe my ears. The fact that he was talking to somebody else and mentioning to that person, who was a stranger to me, that he feels like he made a mistake by marrying me, made me feel extremely hurt and betrayed. I was hurt because I didn't expect to hear that from him, and what hurt me more was the fact that we hadn't even been married for a week, and my husband already wished he never married me. The logical part of my brain kept telling me that I didn't need to listen to any more of what he had to say, but for some reason, I stayed rooted in my position, curious to see if there was any chance that he was going to say something worse than what I just heard. And just when I was about to believe that there was nothing worse he could say, he said something that threw me off completely. "I know you're probably going to miss seeing me, but I might have to leave the country for a few days, my love. I don't think I can stand being around her for too long, and I need to get away from her to get myself together. But I promise that as soon as I get back, you'll be the first person I'll visit." I felt the urge to throw up. That was how furious and disgusted I was. I didn't mind the idea of him having someone else in his life since he and I were not exactly a married couple that loved each other genuinely, but the fact that he had slept with me and then married me without mentioning that he had someone else in his life already made me furious. I already tasted what it felt like to be betrayed, and the fact that Gavin knew exactly what I had gone through and didn't find me worthy enough to be honest with me despite our agreement made my head spin with rage. I was pissed off beyond words, but instead of barging into the room, I took a step back and turned in the direction of my room instead. I honestly wanted to cry because never in my life did I think that something like this would happen to me again. I suddenly felt foolish for actually believing in a strange man that I met under strange circumstances and for marrying without checking to figure out what kind of person he really was. Was I really that desperate? Was I so desperate that I married another man who was also going to end up making a fool of me? Tears streamed down my cheeks, and in my frustration, I wiped them off with the back of my hand, telling myself that I had no reason to cry. Instead of sitting back and pretending like I didn't overhear the conversation, I decided to put an end to this and avoid being used again for a second time. Angrily, I changed my direction from heading to my room to heading to his roommate instead. When I arrived in his room, I made my way to the sofa and took a seat while waiting for him to come back. I didn't know how emotionally I was going to react, but if there was one thing I was sure of, it was that I had no intention of making the same mistake twice. I wouldn't even mind giving up my plans to get revenge on Cole and Whitney if it meant that I would avoid enduring the humiliation and betrayal I endured because of Cole. I waited in his room for another half an hour, getting a little frustrated by the fact that he wasn't coming back. I was even more frustrated because I knew he was currently speaking to his lover, and it upset me so much that someone who was willing to take me on a honeymoon just to sleep with me actually had someone else that he was in love with and was only interested in playing around with me like a doll. After what felt like an eternity, Gavin finally entered his room. As expected, he didn't notice my presence in the room for a while until I finally cleared my throat to indicate that someone else was in the room. When I did, he turned in my direction with a shocked look on his face, visibly wondering what I was doing in his bedroom. "What's going on, Monique? What are you doing here?" he was quick to ask, his confusion evident. "Where have you been?" I retorted, ignoring his initial question. "I believe I asked the question first, Monique. What exactly are you doing in my room?" he responded. I scoffed. "Why can't you answer the question, Gavin? Are you hiding something from me? Is there a reason why you can't tell me where you're coming from?" I questioned him, and I could only imagine how furious I looked at the moment. "Is something wrong with you, Monique? What gives you the right to ask me such a question?" he responded. "But if you would like to know so badly, I was somewhere in the house. Is that why you're here? To ask me where I've been?" I closed my eyes briefly, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves before proceeding to respond to him. "I want a divorce, Gavin. I'm done with this charade of a marriage. I no longer want anything from a disgusting liar like you," I said to him, and the look on his face said it was. He was shocked.MONIQUE"Can we meet up and talk?" I read the message that came in some seconds ago. I furrowed my brows as I thought about who it could be as the message came from an unknown number."Who is this?" I sent it back, wanting to know since I couldn't guess. "It's Cole. Can we see and talk?"After reading the text, I was surprised that he'd sent me a text. Why does he want to see me? It didn't make sense to me why he'd want to talk to me.We had no business with each other and the last time we spoke, he threw me out of his house calling me a useless girl so what does he want to say to a useless girl?I ignored his text but my phone beeped again and again signaling I received numerous texts."Please don't ignore.""I know that you do not want to see me but please don't ignore me.""I will wait for you at the mountain restaurant 9:30pm.""I hope that you will come."I read his text and shook my head in disbelief.To think he thought I’d come if he sent me a bunch of text messages. Just as
Monique's Pov I could already tell that the voice that asked where I was coming from belonged to Gavin, but what I couldn't understand was why he thought he had any right to ask me such a question."I'm sorry, but what right do you have to ask me where I'm coming from? I mean, I remember asking you the same thing earlier, and you definitely didn't seem enthusiastic to respond to me, so why should I ?" I retorted, turning to look at him with a disapproving look on my face. He was obviously not having my response, and I watched him groan in frustration without caring in the least bit about how he felt. "Listen, Monique, I really don't understand what your problem with me is, but this nasty attitude of yours needs to stop! I'm sick and tired of dealing with this disrespect, and if you have something you perhaps want to say to me, go ahead and say it instead of behaving like a child," he said, and I scoffed in disbelief. Men and their audacity. I just finished dealing with one idiot
GAVINit has been the same ever since we had our first fall and I'm hating it. I tried not to be affected by it but it's driving me crazy.We got married for a purpose and that's what we should be doing. Each time I try to start a conversation with her, it always ends up in a fight and it doesn't sit well with me.Once again, I'm out, having a shot of two to distract myself before I go out."Hey handsome," a girl appeared beside me, touching my shoulder while staring at me lustfully.I removed her hand from my shoulder and looked away from her. "What are you doing here alone?" She asked and I mentally scoffed.I didn't reply to her because my response wasn't necessary. "You know..." she placed her palm on my shoulder again. "For a man like you, it doesn't make sense for you to be alone, don't you think?"I placed my hand on her and gently removed them. I called for the attention of the bartender. "My bills please," I said," taking out my card from my wallet.The waiter came back wi
Third-person pov "You can't possibly be serious, Cole!" Whitney hissed as she stared back at Cole with an annoyed look on her face. "And why exactly do you think that I'm not being serious right now, Whitney? What else do you expect me to do? Did you really think that I was going to let my pride get in the way? I'm not that stupid, Whitney! Don't underestimate me like that," Cole responded, not liking how Whitney was reacting to the fact that he had told her about meeting up with Monique. The reason he didn't tell her beforehand was because he knew how dramatic she was, and the last thing he wanted was for her to let her emotions dictate how they should go about the fact that Monique was about to be a problem again. Whitney rolled her eyes at him, letting her irritating show before responding. "I'm starting to find it very difficult to believe you when you say you're not stupid, Cole. I mean, how do you not realize how stupid and embarrassing you must have looked when you decide
MONIQUEI was stunned. I was trying to comprehend all that he had just said to me. It didn’t feel real but then it was because he was right in front of me telling me what I should know about him, things he never said before.This was why he rescued me. He also had a vendetta against Whitney and was amused by my action that day when I interrupted their wedding by pouring a bucket of red paint on her white dress.Whitney wasn’t her real name. I couldn’t believe it. Does Cole know this? I thought to myself but then again if he doesn’t know it’s none of my business because it would be nice for her to deal with him just as she did with every other but at the same time her type shouldn’t be walking around freely. “I want to take her down. I want to expose her true identity to the world and for me to do that, I need your help. She is the cause of my younger brother's death and also the reason my mother is on the bed, lying helpless and paralyzed,” Gavin said through gritted teeth, I also di
Monique "This can't be happening," I muttered under my breath as I scrolled through the comments under one of the many articles that were posted about me. I honestly did not think that this situation was going to blow out of proportion this way, but my name hasn't left the media ever since the first article was released, and not only was everyone talking about the fact that I'm only recently divorced, they were also talking about how I was now the CEO of one of Gavin's companies. When I initially found out that an article was released, I had hoped that the situation would die down very quickly, but instead, it kept getting worse by the minute. Gavin hasn't stopped calling as many reporters as he knew to help him diffuse the situation, but it seemed as though the more he tried to put an end to the mess, the messier it would get. Right now, I was reading through an article that not only accused me of being a gold digger, but I was also accused of trying to get back at my ex-husb
Monique I walked into Gavin's office slowly, doing the very best that I could to mask the fact that I was nervous. As soon as I walked in, the first thing I saw was Gavin's father, Anthony Jones, standing in front of his son with a very disapproving look on his face. Mentally sighing, I closed the door behind me, and both men immediately turned to look in my direction. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the lady of the moment," Anthony said as soon as he saw me, and of course, I knew he was being sarcastic with his comment. "Hello, Mr. Jones. It's good to see you," I said, maintaining a polite tone. He scoffed as soon as I responded and then proceeded to roll his eyes at me. "I wish I could say the same for you, but unfortunately, I can't say it's good to see you because it's not good to see you," he hissed. "Do you realize how much embarrassment and shame you have brought into my family and to my last name? Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is for me to have a daughter-in
MONIQUE“You don’t have to worry about my dad,” Gavin said to me some seconds after his dad left. I heaved a sigh of deep relief. It was tense earlier and now I was able to maintain composure still made me surprised.“I cannot help but think about what he said though. We have to find out who is behind all of this. It has been weeks Gavin and my name is always out there, it’s like there’s someone who wants my downfall,” I explained to him. “My men are doing everything they can in their powers and it seems the person behind this also has a strong connection because they seem to prevent any hint or traces that leads back to them,” he replied.I closed my eyes, trying to mentally calm myself because I was starting to choke. I can’t keep avoiding it. No matter how hard I tried not to get affected, I was still affected and I hated it. “I spoke to Cole earlier today,” I revealed.“You did what? And what did he say?” Gavin inquired.“I went to speak to him concerning the news surrounding m