Rachel's POVJoyce blinked before giving me a small smile. " Something tells me that you don't know what I think you know". My brows furrowed in confusion. " What do you think I know?" I asked leaning closer to her. " Before I answer that, who did you think visited you?" She asked instead with a look of curiosity.I brought my hand to my hair, scratching it a little before shrugging. " You might not know them". I said and she immediately scoffed. "Yup, we are not talking about the same people". She announced snapping her hands. My confusion deepened. " What do you mean? Fine, you said three, right? A beautiful lady with black long hair, another lady older looking but with also black hair tied to a tight bun on the top of her head, and a..." I paused thinking of how to describe David. He was handsome, right?" A handsome young man with a stern face, but smooth facial features. Those three, are they the one?"It felt weird describing David as handsome after I had met men like Etha
Rachel's POVI glared at Joyce immediately. Why was she being cold all of a sudden?"What? You're still injured. I can't have you talking to strangers at this time." She stated nonchalantly and I pursed my lips. "David is not a stranger to me, he is my husband."I had no plans of revealing that to her, but I felt she wouldn't leave until I disclosed he was someone close to me. "Husband?!" Her eyes widened as she exclaimed. "I'll tell you about it later, now leave." I shooed, and Joyce stood up from the bed and walked towards the door, but not before easing at David who kept gawking at her back. I noticed his sudden interest in Joyce but I refused to say anything, smiling back up at him. "I'm sorry for what I said; I only said it to make her leave." I apologized as soon as Joyce was gone. David snapped his head towards me before shaking it. "That is exactly what I'm here to talk about."My brows knitted together and my smile turned to a confused one. "It's not like I lied. We are
Rachel's POVI sighed at the dumb documents while constantly blinking the tears that gathered in my eyes. A voice at the back of my head kept telling me to read the damn thing thoroughly, but I was way too mad to care. What was the worst he could do to me? I was already in jail, and according to the way it seemed, I would be going to court very soon so..." There. It's done ". I noticed a mischievous glint pass through David's eyes as he collected the papers, but I blinked, and it was gone." Good. So we are now officially divorced. " He said with a smile, giving the papers to Jameson, who collected them and placed them inside his briefcase. " Yeah, I am. So you have no reason to be here, leave ". I ordered weakly. I had just divorced David, again. Was that even supposed to be possible?He cheated on me the last time with Lana, but yet because I wanted to be a filial daughter, I went back to him, and now again, he was divorcing me because he thought that I killed Lana. Yet he sa
Ethan's POV... About half an hour ago. ... I walked into the hospital with the small bag of food I had bought for Rachel. I paused when I got to her door and contemplated. She had been in the hospital for a few days now but I was yet to see her. It was killing me to know that not only that she didn't trust me she also hated and didn't want to see me right now.After much hesitance, I turned away from the door with the food in my hand. I was just going to call Joyce later and give her the food to give Rachel. I was just thinking that when I said the same, Joyce walked out of the doctor's office. "Hey, what are you doing here? Aren't too supposed to be with Rachel at all times?" I asked her, confused about why she was out. I stretched my hand holding the food to her and she collected it with a sigh. " I was, I am. But Rachel has a visitor and wants to talk in ' private.' " She used her free hand to quote the private, and my brow went up. A friend? In private?" Is it Marina? "
Ethan's POV"You came here to divorce Rachel right?" I asked after a while and David immediately nodded. "Good. So have you divorced her?" I asked again, and this time, it was the lawyer who nodded. David was already sweating from the pain he was feeling on his finger. I squeezed it even more and the mad cried out loud. "Listen to me and listen well. I don't ever want to see around Rachel, ever again. Do you understand?" He didn't answer still consumed by the pain in his finger. My hold tightened, and I heard the bone break, and David screamed out loud. " Do you understand...?" I asked again, gritting my teeth at him, and he nodded fervently. "Yes, I do. I fucking... I do, hell." He cried out in pain. He was sweating from his forehead down to his neck. I smirked in satisfaction. "Good."I threw his finger back to him and the man groaned again. "You..." He looked down at his immovable finger. "You broke my finger." He said almost sobbing. I sneered shaking my head. "The next t
David's POV" Have you gone crazy? That was Ethan Wright and you disrespected Rachel in front of him!" Jameson thundered as soon as we were out of the hospital. I wasn't fully listening to what Jameson was saying because my entire mind was clouded with anger at Ethan, plus the excruciating pain I was feeling from my finger wasn't helping matters. That bastard Ethan had the guts to break my finger, and that too very easily. Who the hell was he?Yes, he was a billionaire and the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the country, but how the hell was he able to break my finger so easily?" That man must be hiding something". I muttered to myself. " Are you kidding? Seriously David? And you're thinking that now?" Jameson yelled, his eyes almost popping out of his skull. " Yes, I am. " I growled, before shaking my head to get my emotions back in check. I held Jameson's hands frantically and made him look at me." Just take a look at it. Up until six months ago, we had never heard of t
Marina's POVMy mind began to wander about after sitting in the waiting room for almost an hour. I was still yet to see Rachel and I was getting really bored. I couldn't just get on my phone because Lana's death was the most trending topic on social media right now, and I was afraid that if I even as much as glanced at it, I would get myself riled up. I leaned into my chair shutting my eyes as I breath in and out calmly. Just when I was about falling asleep the sharp sound of something vibrating woke me up. " Just who the hell is that? " I groaned, taking my phone out of my purse to check the ID caller. Fuck, it was director George Stone. Blinking my eyes in surprise, I cleared my throat severally before picking up the call. " Yes sir, "" Marina, you have heard the latest news, right? " The director's deep, stern voice came from the other side of the phone, and I gulped. ' Of course, I've heard. It took you almost four days to even call! '" Yes, I have, sir," I said instead.
Rachel's POVWhat was Marina doing here?Although Joyce said she came to visit me, I didn't expect her to come in. Not after everything I said to her. The Marina I knew back then could hold a grudge for a long time, though she never did for me, but maybe I had crossed the limit. Who was I kidding? I did cross the limit."What are you doing here?"Marina rolled her eyes. "Can't I come to visit my best friend?" She asked sounding offended. I instantly shook my head. "That's not what I..."She smiled with a slight giggle. " It was acting. I was just messing with you; of course, I know you missed me." Marina said with a proud smile. My lips involuntarily hooked up. Despite everything I did and said to her, she was still here. Then my smile went down and so did my face. "I'm sorry," I muttered in a low voice but loud enough for her to hear. "I know you are," I heard Marina say and flashed my head towards her. "You just got arrested for something you didn't do, and then you find out
Rachel's POV"Hi guys." I greeted as soon as I sighed Joyce and Marina seated in the living room. They were both discussing something and looked up to me as I came down from the stairs. "Rachel..."I frowned at Joyce's nervous voice. Why was she nervous? I wondered and my curiosity deepen even more when I noticed Marina nudge Joyce in the stomach. " What's going on here? " I asked raising my brows at them while giving them a skeptical look. "What... What do you mean?" Joyce scratched the back of her neck letting out a little laugh before shaking her head. " N... Nothing". Marina face palmed herself looking embarrassed at Joyce acting skills. It was terrible. Marina was a movie director so she knew when a person was a bad liar, but it didn't take that much to notice. " Seriously guys what is it?" I sat down beside them, my eyes darting the both of them. For a split second my mind went back to whatever could have happened yesterday with me and Ethan that I didn't remember.Coul
Rachel's POVI blinked multiple times to adjust my eyes light in the room before opening them back again. It was so bright. Why was it so bright? I groaned turning around on the bed. "Fuck". I exclaimed as I sat up, holding my head with both hands. "Ouch... Why do my head hurt so much" I felt like it was being pounded upon and gosh that hurt. What happened anyways? I wondered wincing as I opened my eyes again to look around. I was in my room, in Ethan's house. But how did I even get here?The last thing I remembered was that I was in this room, seating on the bed when I suddenly felt thirsty so I got up and left. I went to the kitchen, drank a bottle of water, and was about coming back to this room, when... When I met Ethan. I blinked as the rest of what happened last night came back to me bit by bit. He was seated by the counter with a bottle of alcohol, and I went to seat by him... And I drank!From there every thing else was fuzzy and blurry. " Rachel you drank". I repeated
Ethan's POVI stayed in my study for the rest of the evening meditating on everything that had happened today at the office. Rachel was the lost daughter of the Nielsons. She was Emerald Nielson, and her parents wanted her back.The information was just so surprising. What baffled me now was, how did Emerald, or Rachel end up in the hands of the Andrews?From what I knew, the Nielson were in Europe when their daughter went missing, while the Andrews were a family established in the states. " I need a drink ". I sighed standing up from seat and walking towards my mini bar.My eyes instantly surveyed the numerous amount of bottles there but couldn't find any bottle of bourbon. What?I had made sure to always stock up, and I don't drink often. But this past few weeks had been terrible. I couldn't sleep until I had at least a few glasses to take my mind of things. "I don't even know if I'm drinking to celebrate Rachel finding her parents or to get rid of all these questions revolvin
Ethan's POV" Mr and Mrs Nielson are here to see you ". Mark announced as we walked through the halls to my office. They are here?My brows furrowed together in confusion. 'This could probably be related to Rachel '. I thought. Two days ago the woman met me in my office and offered to help, and just yesterday she interfered in Rachel's case and got her freed. But the question was why?" Do you think it's about the help Lenora rendered to Rachel yesterday?" Mark asked the exact question in my mind and I looked up at him. "Probably". I shugged as we proceeded. Mark read out the some of what I had to do today and I listened keenly. This last few weeks I had been so behind on work, that it was starting to have an effect on the company. "Also, I've gotten all the CCTV cameras footage in Lana's house checked and even all the cameras within a one mile radius ". I stood walking, just few metres from my office. " What then? " So far, Lana's death was one issue that got me on edge.
Rachel's POVI froze as I stared at the older woman. Ethan? In love with me?" How can you lie so freely?" I asked after a while. Why can't I believe it? Why can't I just tell myself it's the truth and actually believe it?Maybe it was because I had seen what really was real, and I couldn't even allow myself to pretend anymore. "Lie? " Victoria looked shocked as she stood up from the bed. " Why do you think it's a lie huh?" She argued. "Isn't it not? " I retorted before releasing a sigh "Ethan can't be in love with me. He probably doesn't even like me that much ". I felt my heart sink into my stomach as soon as those words left my mouth. Why was I feeling disappointed with my own words? They were the truth. The sooner I began telling myself the truth, the better it would be for both me and... Well me. I'm the only one suffering anyway. Victoria shook her head and looked down at me with pity. " You really are a fool, Rachel, since you can't see what's right in front of you. "
Rachel's POVI had been avoiding Ethan all morning since we came back from the hospital. What was I to say to him?The man was strange, really strange. If Lana was the love of his life, why was he still acting all nice and sweet and kind to me? Was he bipolar?If it turned out he was, that would explain a lot of things. I threw down the book I was reading with a sigh. Just to reduce the probability of bumping into Ethan, I had cooped myself up in my room since morning, and right now, I was so bored that even reading wasn't helping. Guess getting out of the hospital and jail wasn't too good. At least in the hospital, I had Joyce and, lately, Marina to talk to.The way Lenora just came in and me magically being released... It all remained a mystery to me."For fuck sake Rachel, stop thinking about that now. You're out and that's it."But wasn't there a catch?There had to be a catch, or at least something someone was not telling me. How could I just magically get released from jai
Lenora's POV I rushed down into into my mansion, where Simon, Owen and Raine where seated in the living room, probably waiting for me. " I've found her, I finally found her ". I nodded my head, a huge smile plastered on my face as I sang." I've actually found her ". " Found who? " " What's going on mum? " Owen and Raine asked at the same time. I just couldn't help myself from grinning as I danced around happily. Today was officially the happiest day of my life. " Len, what's going on? " Simon asked walking up to me as he held my hands. " And why are you crying? " Tears? I blinked, realizing that tears had begun to flow from my eyes again. " This... This are tears of joy Simon, joy ". I answered, enjoying the suspense in the room. " Could you tell us so we can be part of this joy? " Owen remarked sarcastically while standing up from his chair. " Some of us had to take a quick two hours flight down here in a jet just because you mentioned that it was really urgent ".
Lenora's POVShe raised her head up and pointed at herself "Me?" She said in a high tone before blinking twice to compose herself. "I recently turned twenty six ma'am." Twenty six. I repeated to myself nodding my head. "Did you test if you are my daughter? Is that yours?" I asked, rasing the tube up and she instantly shook her head. "No..." She laughed putting out her hand. "I know my parents. I just went to the lab and found this one there" She explained.I pursed my lips handing the tube over to Joan who took it with both hands. "You do this one, I'm off to check on some of the patients". Joan looked at me in surprise, and I couldn't blame her. The past few years, I had always been the one conducing the test alone and she knew it. But she had been working for me for over ten years, and I knew her very well. She was trust worthy enough, plus there was no guarantee that it could or could not be the right one. I gave her a tight smile before walking back to my office. I had sa
Lenora POV...Few days ago ..."Today is the day for the test Mrs Nielson." Joan Jett, my friend and the manager of the hospital said as we both walked back to my office. I had insisted that we do a round check on some of the patients in the top floor, something I started to do after the lady, Rachel Andrews was admitted her. I found myself being drawn to her in many ways than one, and was extremely dishearten after I heard she was arrested for a murder crime.It even became worse after I heard from my niece who was her doctor than she was rushed to an hospital after gotten almost beaten to death by a jail warder. She did look like a stubborn lady, but what could she possibly have said to a jail warden for the person to want to kill her with a beating?"... Mrs Nielson". "Huh?" I asked in confusion after I head Joan call my name. " Are you alright ma'am? I've been calling you for the past few minutes". She said looking worried and I nodded. "I'm fine, just thinking about stuf