Matthew couldn’t move for a long while, just staring incredulously at those photos as though trying to convince himself that they belonged to someone else.It was impossible…When did this happen?Bryce said that Allison had never been married again after their divorce…However, he couldn’t rule out the possibility that she had a boyfriend sometime back then, too.But these photos… when were they taken?Since when did she become pregnant?Matthew’s head was spinning with unanswered questions. He couldn’t even fathom anything at the moment. It felt as though the ground was spinning beneath his feet, making him stumble slightly in place.His strange movements attracted the attention of his bodyguards, and they sent him a look of alarm mixed with concern.“Sir, is everything all right?” one of the bodyguards asked tentatively.Matthew got a hold of himself and shook his head, waving his hand at them dismissively. “I’m fine, I’m fine. Carry on with your duties. I will take care of things
Matthew felt like he was stabbed right in the heart by this revelation.If this was indeed the truth... then how could Allison hide this from him? Was she hiding their daughter somewhere?Why didn’t she tell him?‘Then again...’ Matthew thought to himself bitterly. ‘She usually doesn’t say anything to me, anyway.’He took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to calm himself down. He shakily set down the photo, unable to look at it for a second longer.If this baby was indeed his daughter...He didn’t even know what to think anymore. He felt like a thread that was being pulled at both ends so strongly that one light touch would instantly make him snap.‘Why?’‘Why, Allison...?’Matthew hurriedly wiped away the tears that prickled at the corners of his eyes, already overcome with emotion.Just the thought of him having a daughter with Allison was filling him up with both happiness and despair. He couldn’t believe that Allison would just cruelly keep this from him and make an effort in orde
His mind drew a blank as he read these words over and over again, unable to comprehend the weight of it all.She said that she had lost everything that was precious to her.What did she mean?He couldn’t understand. This was all too much to take in.It was only when his bodyguards returned that Matthew finally snapped out of his daze. He couldn’t do this here, he knew. After all, they were still in a hurry, and Allison might get suspicious if he hadn’t come back yet.He carefully placed all of the photos and documents into a briefcase and kept them with him even as they got inside the car.Matthew sat in the backseat, dazed, still thinking about Allison and what she might have gone through.He was still clutching the briefcase that was lying on his lap, gripping it so tightly that his knuckles turned white. All of this was making his head hurt, and he didn’t know what he was supposed to do.He was running out of time. His father was arriving tomorrow, and Edward Laurier was not a man
‘My Lover’, the title read. And there was no author’s name.The story went as follows:-Once upon a time, there lived two lovers. Their names were Mark and Wendy. They had been together for seven years and were high school sweethearts.Mark was the sweetest guy that Wendy could ever ask for. He had a nice personality, he had a stable, good-paying job, and they also lived together in an apartment, contributing to the costs equally.Wendy was also living her best life with a loving boyfriend and the career of her dreams.But like all good things, they were all bound to end.One day, Mark brought home a strange fruit. He told Wendy that he found it in the bag of apples that he bought from the market. It must’ve been misplaced by the vendor somehow.The fruit was oddly-shaped, like a longer version of an apple. Only, it was thinner. Its color also resembled an apple, red and juicy.Thinking that it must’ve been a coincidental deformation, Mark and Wendy shrugged it off. After washing the
When Matthew entered the villa, there was silence.As the bodyguards brought in Allison’s things one by one towards one of the guest rooms as he had instructed, Matthew went upstairs to look for her.He raised a hand to knock on her bedroom door, but decided against it afterwards.She was probably asleep at this time or doing something that she needed to do alone. After all, she only closed her door like this whenever she wanted some privacy.She did mention that she was going to read that novel…Perhaps it would be impolite to disturb her right now. After all, she shouldn’t be under any heavy stress while preparing for the next treatment phase.Matthew took a step back and went into his study where he placed the briefcase on the bed. He locked the door for good measure and, with trembling hands, opened it.He sat on the edge of the bed, reading through every document with glassy eyes. He stared at the ultrasound photos with an intense gaze, as though trying to burn them into his memo
“I… I can’t, Matt,” Allison said, shaking her head vehemently. “I can’t do this…”“Lise, you have to talk to me about this,” Matthew said, trying to keep his voice as gentle as possible. He didn’t want her to think that he hated her or anything. “You can’t just keep this to yourself forever. Don’t you think I need to know about this, too?”Allison bit her lower lip, still having that uncertain look on her face. She looked torn, as though wondering how she could possibly get out of this situation.However, Matthew had no intention of letting her go. This had been going on for too long. Keeping secrets stubbornly would only take a toll on her over time.Same for him as well. They would only get stuck in this loop of uncertainty, a twisted, vicious cycle that stemmed from doubts and a lack of trust and understanding.“I know, Mattie… It’s just…” Allison let out a deep breath. “It’s so hard for me to say…”Matthew stared at her for a moment before gesturing towards the bed. “Maybe we shou
“You can’t keep beating yourself up over it, Lise,” Matthew said softly. “You’ll only feel worse.”“But I didn’t tell you,” Allison insisted. “If you didn’t confront me like this today, I’m not sure I ever would’ve…”Matthew held her to him tightly, as if trying to send her some warmth through his embrace.“That’s why we have to talk about what happened. Let it all out, Lise. I’m listening.” He smiled, and it was melancholic. “She was my daughter too, you know,” he added gently.Allison fell silent for a while.Matthew didn’t press her any further. After all, things like this took time. It wouldn’t do for him to pressure her.There was no rush. There were still hours left before the next day.Matthew kept on caressing the back of her head, feeling surprised at just how much he missed this. This was probably the most intimate that they had ever been ever since they crossed paths again after years since the divorce.He used to hold her much tighter than this, used to cup her face with h
“Lise…” Matthew began carefully. “If it’s something that you don’t wish to tell me…”Allison shook her head vehemently. “Please, Mattie,” she said imploringly, sounding like she was on the verge of crying once more. “I don’t want to tell this to you. Not… Not yet. It’s not… not important…”She was fumbling with her words. She wasn’t prepared, and she really seemed like she didn’t want him to know about it.He was overly concerned, but if it was something personal, then he didn’t really have the right to prod her about it. He simply came here to ask about their daughter, their baby that she willingly kept from him for years. He wanted to know the truth of the matter, and he got it in the end. He liked to believe that he managed to take the burden and guilt off Allison’s shoulders as well.He was still worried about what she mentioned in her letters, though. He made a mental note to himself to ask her more about it, but he had to approach the issue very gently. He needed to be careful a