Zyrielle's POV. "That was beautiful! Who would have thought?" Rain commented as soon as Mel walked out. A grin appeared on my face at the way he was acting so giddy. "you're too happy." He grinned, "Now she would know better than to mess with you. I'm so excited, I could kiss you." He winked.The smile wiped off from my face as I stared at him. If he realized that something was wrong, he didn't say a word because instead he continued humming and walked to his dressing table to spritz some cologne. I sneezed the instant I smelt it. "Hey... Pregnant lady over here." I snapped. "Oh, I'm sorry," He replied with remorse appearing on his face. "Do you want to take a seat?" "Nah, I'm fine. Pregnant, not sick." I warned him to stop acting as though I was just someone who was going to die just from being pregnant."So, are we going to talk about what the doctor suggested?" He began and I sighed. With Rain, there was no breathing space. This man was thorough in his approach. No wonder he
Zyrielle's POV. "I've been waiting for you all day." I mumbled as soon as he walked in at the strike of midnight. Watching him push some hair away from his face, I made a mental note to remind him to get a trim soon. "You look tired." "Yeah... Had a long meeting today. I need to take a shower." He answered abruptly and headed into the shower.This was unlike him. I didn't want to complain because after witnessing firsthand how his meetings could go, and that was only the preliminary stage, I knew that it was enough for him to trudge in.I had no right to accuse him of infidelity when we both knew the terms and conditions of the marriage. We were more like flatmates than real couples and I was more to blame for that. "Do you need anything?!" I yelled."No. Please tell Meg that I'm not hungry," he responded before shutting the shower door. Okay?... Something was going on but he was refusing to talk about it. This was weird anyway but I was intrigued. By the time he came out of the
Zyrielle’s POV“Aargh!” I yelled, pretending to lose my footing naturally instead of as a consequence of my eavesdropping. I blinked back the tears that threatened to fall out of my eyes as soon as the light appeared. “Are you hurt?” Freya asked me, but I knew she was only pretending to be concerned. I shook my head and attempted to rise. “Wait, I will help you.” She said, but I knew it was all a lie. She was probably happy about my fall. I flenched as soon as she came closer before moving away from her. Her eyes widened in shock at my movement, but I didn't care one bit. It was just one of those things that happened whenever I was unsure about a person. “Are you sure that everything is fine, ma'am? " she inquired. I picked myself up refusing to allow her to touch my body because I know the implication. She didn't like me and made it clear. I would be a fool to act like she wanted the best for me. “This is very weird. I would never expect that you would act this way.” She said,
Rain's POV. I didn't bother to listen to her, instead I kept on laughing. "Darling you are jealous that's why you even ask that in the first place. I mean it's okay for anyone to be jealous. It shows that we have something real going on and that it is going to progress somewhere sooner or later." I answered. She wrinkled her nose at my confidence because this didn't even make any sense to me. "You are only trying to draw out conclusions that would fit what you have in mind." She answered in a nonchalant tone but I wasn't put off because I knew that we were heading somewhere definite.On the other hand I think I enjoyed the chase. She was stubborn but I wouldn't have it any other way. "Hi Mandy, tell me what is happening over there." I tapped my Bluetooth device connecting straight to the office. There was a sound of shuffling of papers in the background and I wondered where she was because I expected everyone to have gone home. "Oh sir, I just received an email from Gray industri
Chapter 41. Zyrielle's POV. I tapped my feet on the ground impatiently as I continued waiting up for Rain to return from his meeting. He had promised that he wasn't going to stay long but now my mind was beginning to go haywire. A part of me reminded myself not to be gullible the second time. How would someone say that he had a meeting at such an odd hour and I believed hook, line and sinker in the first place. That showed my level of trust in a person and how it was backfiring on me. This was the same thing that Lucas did when he began to cheat on me with Cheryl. I slinked the glass door open and walked out to receive some fresh air at the balcony. I had a lot of things to think of instead of thinking of a man who probably had a lot going for him and was only stringing me along. His car drove into the compound with horns blaring. My heart surged for joy as I kept looking at him. Something was changing which I didn't want to keep on happening. If he continued to be this n
Zyrielle's POV.A gust of wind blew, moving my shirt up and I smiled. This was exactly what Rain was talking about and I saw him smiling stylishly which made my smile widen. "I think this is my cue to come in." I said. A smile was earned in return. Who would imagine that Rain would be so calm? Sometimes I felt like I needed a kind of disruption from him so I could say, ‘I said so.’ This could be post stronger, this could be post trauma talking but I guess he wasn't into that sort of thing which was quite commendable if I would be honest."I need some hot chocolate, do you care for some?" He inquired and I wrinkled my nose. I knew what he was trying to do. If he couldn't get me to admit that I wanted something, he could make one for himself and pass it off to me, thus having a win-win situation. "Are you going to make it yourself?" I inquired and he nodded. "What do you think of me? I've been a bachelor for the longest time. So making a bit of hot chocolate here and there isn't any
Zyrielle's POV. "Damn it," I muttered slowly as I saw Rain jubilating and wiggling his brows. This beef stew tasted so well and the burst of flavors on my tongue was to die for. I would say that this was my best meal so far that I had been privileged to taste and my head was practically spinning at this point out of deliriousness. "What did you say, baby?" He inquired while raising his brows and making suggestive faces at me. "I knew that I was going to wow you. Look at you being short of words just at one spoonful of my secret recipe. I need to hear you call this a masterpiece." He said and I shook my head. He was gloating quite alright but he truly deserved it. I wasn't sure that I could get someone who was as confident in their skills as he was. "I said dammit because I didn't feel the taste. Something is missing here..." I wrinkled my nose acting as there it was trash despite knowing that it wasn't I just wanted to bring down his ego but he wasn't letting me do that.
Zyrielle's POV. The drive to the hospital was almost akin to a cemetery. The only sign of livelihood was the soft music playing in the background. When I talked about soft, I meant it in every way. "So, Dr Sanchez, huh?" He began and my brows furrowed at his line of questioning. There was something wrong with the way he spoke about it. "Mhmm, Dr Sanchez. Do you have a problem with him?" I inquired but was rewarded with a shrug which I didn't know what to classify it as. For all I knew, they had never met so his question was a bit foreign to me. "No, I've just been thinking." He answered and I was a bit miffed by his question. "I was only wondering why out of every Doctor in the state you chose him. I understand that he might have been your family doctor and what not, understand the Dynamics and what convinced you to trust him so much." He replied.Having dealt with Lucas, I was more attuned to the inaction of certain people. "Yeah, he has proven to be a great doctor over the years