~CharlesI watched Megan’s every expression with amusement. I could tell that she was upset and didn’t want to be here, but she was as stubborn as a mule.I spoon-fed Hannah, the girl I brought home, earning another reaction from Megan. My father’s rules annoyed me, but I also found a loophole to bend some of the rules. He said no going out with strange women but said nothing about bringing them home.Hannah was a last-minute decision because I was sexually frustrated. The last time I was with a woman was over a month ago, and that godforsaken woman was Megan. I brought her in today for two reasons: one to satisfy me, and the other was to annoy Megan. Believe me when I say I didn’t even need to tell her before she’d singlehandedly carry out my wishes.She had been my go-to girl for years, and although I got bored of her, she never stopped coming, even when she knew I would never commit.I had cut her off once upon a time because she kept getting into fights with my new lovers, claimi
~ MeganI raised a curious brow at Charles. Why was he being dramatic? Ignoring him, I opened the fridge and took out a bottle water which I consumed directly with Charles’ eyes uncomfortably fixed on me.I couldn’t take it anymore so I asked, “ Why are you staring at me like that? Mesmerized by my beauty?”He finally snapped out of It with a disgusted look. “Mesmerized by what?” He turned his back and bent to pick up the glass, much to my surprise. “Your sight doesn’t appeal to me.”I sneered. “Finally, something we can agree on.” Ignoring the billionaire daddy’s boy who was shockingly cleaning his mess, I finished the contents of the bottle and dropped it in the recycling bin. However, when I was at the door, I felt Charles’ eyes on me again. The corners of my mouth lifted as I shook my head. Even though Charles would rather die than admit it, I knew he was affected by my appearance.But before I could climb up the stairs, he stopped me. With a frown and crossed arms, I looked at him
~ MeganI was at a loss for words; no matter how rude Mr. Walter was, he never called me names, much less in the presence of my colleagues. I clenched my teeth, swallowing the shame that was swarming within me.“Mr. Walter, I—”“You what?” He cut me off. “You manipulated those girls into confessing something that was not true, and now I have to pay for the consequences of your unprofessionalism? I knew I made a mistake hiring a person like you; you would do anything for a story.”Unprofessionalism? Did the man who had been making my life a living hell because I refused to be his mistress just call me unprofessional? No, that was the last straw that broke the camel’s back.“Excuse me, Mr. Walter, I won’t let you stand there and call me names for something that wasn’t my fault,” I said, stepping forward to look the man in his wrinkled eyes. “I have all the evidence that proves my story true. I don’t know why you were sued, but it has nothing to do with me.”Mr. Walter laughed mockingly,
~ Charles“I asked you a question, Mr. Walter, and you have yet to answer,” I said, peering into the eyes of the sweating middle-aged man. “What are you suing my wife for?”Once again, the man erupted into a spluttering fit, further intensifying my annoyance. Time was of the essence, and he was squandering it.“Your wife falsified information that we published to the public… That’s the basis for our lawsuit,” the man finally stammered. He looked as though he was on the verge of a heart attack, and even though I knew it was because of me, I remained indifferent.“That’s a blatant lie,” Megan fired back, and I gently squeezed her hand to halt her.“Don’t speak, love. Let me handle this,” I told her sweetly.Her brows twitched, and I almost chuckled. I knew she was taken aback by my tone, but if we were to be a couple for my father and the public, we might as well play the part perfectly.I shot a glare at Mr. Walter, continuing the charade. “Alright. Sue my wife for that, but we will be
~ CharlesMegan gave a complicated look but didn’t reply. I wanted to force out the answer, but from the vein popping on her forehead, I could tell she was stressed.She looked out the window and mumbled a dry, “You can do whatever you want, I don’t care.”I didn’t want to continue taunting her since she seemed to have a lot on her plate. But why did I care? She could pass out from stress for all I care… But it wouldn’t sit well with my father, so I had to avoid that as much as possible. Yes, I was making excuses, and I hated that.It wasn't long before the news spread on the internet that Megan and I were married. Just like me, she wasn’t excited. On the flip side, she began to get endless calls from different organizations that wanted her to work with them.It was obvious that It was because of Megan’s association with me, but she surprisingly rejected them all and stayed home for a couple of days without going out. I didn’t know her reasons, and I didn’t care enough to ask.One eve
I stood there, looking at Charles with a mixture of disappointment and irritation. His blank expression only fueled my frustration.“What date?” he repeated, genuine confusion written on his face.I pinched between my brows and took a deep breath, trying to maintain composure. “What the heck is with you, Charles? You were the one who told me about the event, yet you forgot it quicker than you forget the names of your lovers.”His eyes widened In realization, but instead of the expected apology, he let out an awkward chuckle. “Oh right. I must have lost track of time.”My patience was wearing thin. “Lost track of time? How could you forget after making such a big deal of it?”Charles scratched the back of his head, avoiding eye contact. “Look, Megan, I just lost track of time. You don’t have to make a big deal out of it. It’s not like you’re my real wife or something.”I felt a surge of anger bubbling within me, but I took another deep breath to compose myself. This guy was truly an as
~ MeganThe woman’s confident demeanor faltered for a moment as I took the handkerchief from Charles. I couldn’t believe he was playing along with this charade, but I decided to use it to my advantage.“Sure,” I said, putting on a sweet smile. I deliberately leaned in, not just wiping the supposed thing on Charles’ cheek but making sure the handkerchief grazed his lips.The woman's eyes widened, and her forced smile transformed into an awkward one. I could see the realization dawning on her that she misjudged the situation. Something told me that she knew who I was to Charles but wanted to be disrespectful to me.I pulled away, handing Charles back his white handkerchief that had a red lipstick stain on it. Rather than putting it back in his pocket, he placed it in the tray of a passing usher.He then pulled me closer, creating an intimate atmosphere between us and an uncomfortable one for the intruder.“You asked for the name of my new assistant, right? Well, I don’t have one, but t
~ MeganI maintained my composure, meeting Andrea’s gaze with a steady one. “Well, Andrea,” I began, emphasizing her name, “I believe Charles and I understand each other, and we’re committed to making our marriage work.”Andrea raised an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied with my diplomatic response. “But Megan, it is a fact that Charles is quite the charmer. I can assure you that he has been with almost all the upper-class women in Florida, with you being the lowest of us all. How will you handle the constant attention he gets from other women?”I scoffed internally. Her mask was finally cracking, and my hunch was becoming a reality. Seizing the opportunity, I pressed on, “You seem to know a lot about my husband; don’t tell me you were also among the women he used and dumped?”The other women exchanged glances, seemingly agitated by something. They tried to calm Andrea, but she snapped her hands out of their grasp, her mask completely shattered.“Used is quite a strong word, Megan,” she
~ Charles“Megan,” I began, my voice quivering with the burdensome weight of what I needed to say. Her eyes turned to me, full of curiosity and concern, as I confessed the truth that had eaten away at my peace and sanity for years.Megan lost her mind for a moment, kicking, punching, and calling me names. She refused to believe that I was capable of such an evil act. She said she saw the silhouette of the hit-and-run driver, and it wasn't mine. She accused me of taking the fall for someone, and I tried to explain that I was not, but she wouldn't believe me.“Megan, it is the truth, and I can't keep running from it,” I said, my voice steadier with resolve. “I need to own up to what I’ve done.”Megan remained in denial, but I felt ecstatic, more than I have felt in years. It was ironic, huh? I was feeling relieved just knowing that I was going to pay for my crimes. Megan refused to follow me, so after I said my last goodbye to my son, I drove myself to the police station, knowing that
~ MeganI ran out of the office panting. When I saw my sister, I told her everything and I took the flash drive that had the video with me.My sister had a brilliant idea. She smirked as she spoke. “Tomorrow is Charles’ wedding with that snake. Why don't we crash the wedding and expose the truth?”My eyes lit up. “You are so bloody smart and wicked, Lena,” I smirked.With determination burning in our hearts, Celena and I hatched a plan to crash Charles’s wedding, and Lucian was ready to help us in any way possible. We would expose May tomorrow for her deceit. Armed with the evidence that still had its primary source alive, I knew it would be a piece of cake to expose May.The next day, we arrived at the venue of the wedding, our hearts pounding with anticipation and nerves. We were determined to make our move before it was too late.As we stealthily made our way inside, I felt like I was in one of those dramatic telenovelas, and I was the female lead ready to rain hell on the villains
~ MeganThat was the last conversation I had with Charles before our divorce was made public. Without giving an explanation to the public, he began his wedding preparations, forcing people to speculate about the reason for our separation. Unsurprisingly, there were people who guessed it right and immediately began to cyber-attack Charles and May.I avoided the media and crowded locations because I wasn't ready to face them yet.Every day felt like an endless battle as I tried to survive the storm of emotions that raged within me. The pain of my separation from Charles made me feel vulnerable and broken because neither of us wanted it. But then I knew I had to stay strong, for myself and for the life that lay ahead of me with Charles.As the days crawled by, I found solace in quiet moments, mostly spent alone, where I could reflect on the memories we had shared and the love that had once bound us together. But even in the midst of my grief, a flicker of hope remained, a tiny flame tha
~ Megan"But my father... he has always been too focused on the business, even when he is supposed to be retired. He is hell-bent on protecting the family name at all costs. He can't see past that, even if it means our happiness."Tears welled up in my eyes as I shook my head in disbelief. It was as if things were about to head south, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. "I can't believe he is doing this to me... I thought we had his support.""So did I," Charles admitted, feeling a lump form in my throat. "But it seems like... like he is willing to throw everything away for the sake of that company."I wrapped my arms around Charles, seeking solace in his embrace. “We’ll get through this, Charles. We always do, no matter how tough the going gets. As long as we have each other, we are going to be fine.”I knew that no matter the challenges that lie ahead, we would overcome them, as long as we had each other, we would be fine.“I love you, Megan,” Charles whispered, pressing a
~ CharlesIt was a big shock to meet Megan at my father’s house. I could only hide my surprise by pretending to be unsurprised to see her. As she stepped aside for us to chat, her presence seemed to fill the space, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of conflicting emotions.“Charles?” she narrowed her eyes. “You didn't tell me that you would be coming here,” her voice a mixture of apprehension and determination.“Honey!” I replied, mustering a smile despite the turmoil brewing within me. “Why are you here? I mean, you didn't tell me that you would be seeing Father today…”She hesitated for a moment before speaking, her gaze steady. “I needed to talk to your father, Charles. It's about May and her crazy claims.”My heart sank at the mention of May’s name. The mere thought of her sent heavy waves of frustration through me. But I pushed aside the emotions, focusing on Megan, or better still, trying not to break character so she wouldn't know I came here for a reason.I laughed awkwardly
~ MeganI spoke earnestly, my voice tinged with frustration and desperation, hoping to convey my innocence to my father-in-law amidst the gravity of the situation."She deliberately manipulated the situation to make it appear as though I pushed her down the stairs. But I swear, Father, I would never do such a sinister thing, no matter how upset I may be. You know me, you know that I love Charles a lot and care about this family. I couldn't harm anyone, let alone a pregnant woman for that matter."My father-in-law regarded me with a mixture of concern and contemplation, absorbing my words carefully. "Megan, I've known you for years. I know the kind of person you are, and I find it hard to believe that you would intentionally harm anyone, let alone May."I felt a wave of relief wash over me at his words. Perhaps he was beginning to see through May's deceitful facade."But," he continued, his expression serious, "we can't ignore the evidence before us. May's injuries, her condition... Th
~ MeganHearing that May tried to seduce Charles infuriated me, and I couldn't help but confront the insolent girl. I had been excusing her attitude all this time because I could understand that she was going through depression, but trying to seduce Charles was going too far.I found May sitting in the living room, flipping through a magazine as if nothing had happened. My anger reached boiling point as I approached her.“What the hell do you think you were doing last night?” I snapped, unable to contain my frustration.May looked up, her expression shifting from indifference to mild surprise. “Oh Megan, what a surprise. Did you come to keep me company? Don't bother, I am fine all by myself.”I scoffed at her stupid attempt at feigning ignorance. “Cut the crap, May. I know what you tried to do to Charles yesterday. Seducing him? Seriously? Are you that dumb?”May's facade faltered, and a flicker of guilt flashed across her face before it was replaced by defiance. "What are you talking
~ CharlesI don't know if it would be wrong to say I hate the mother of my unborn child, but I really do. She is a literal pain in the ass who cares little about how her actions affect others. I glanced at Megan, who came along with me to the hospital. She was oddly quiet, but I could see genuine concern etched in her brows for a woman who attempted to ruin her marital life.I don't believe people like Megan should exist in this flawed world with people like May and me; she was literally a saint amidst wolves. She didn't even get upset that our day was ruined by the news; she was rather scared that something might have happened to May.The doctor came out shortly after and spoke to us, telling us the situation of that crazy lady. “She is battling with severe depression; she can't be left alone, otherwise, it might not end well next time,” the doctor said.I immediately flared up. “So we have to hire a caregiver for her now? We might as well just put her in an asylum.”Megan shot up to
~ Charles"Please, I need to talk to Megan urgently," I pleaded with Celene, but she wasn't ready to listen."Leave, Charles. I don't want to call the cops on you," she threatened, arms crossed.I had been coming over all week long with the hopes of seeing Megan, but her family was uncooperative. At first, I thought she wasn't home, but after checking all her usual locations, I could only debunk that she was home.I knew she didn't want to see me, but I didn't want to give up just yet. I needed her to know that I was sorry for all the hurt my past actions were causing her.Today, like the previous days before it, I came to plead with her family members to allow me to visit her, but I froze when she opened the door."Megan…" I tried to grab her, but she turned on her heels inside the house. Without a second thought, I followed her. "Megan, please wait.""Leave me alone," she cried, running up the stairs."Mr. McCall, you should leave. My daughter doesn't want to speak with you," Mr. Co