Ella’s POV Jordan’s question felt like a slap to the face. Was he trying to crack a joke at this time? Because if that was the case, then it wasn’t funny. “Who are you? Where am I?” Jordan asked again. He looked at me like he had never seen me in his entire life. Just then, a medical team came rushing in, checking his vitals and making sure he was ok. “Ma’am, Miss Fiona and Mrs Diane will be here any second. I suggest you leave, to avoid a scandal.” Dr Liam pleaded. I didn’t care about them I just wanted to know how my finance was doing. “I’ll leave later. They won’t do anything. Jordan’s awake.” I said confidently, and the medical team got out, leaving I and the doctor alone. “So Dr Liam, is Jordan ok?” I asked. “Yes he is. I’ll only give the full report when Mrs Denver arrives.” He answered. “I demand to know who the fuck you are, and where I am? Stop staring at me like you have seen a ghost.” Jordan yelled struggling to sit up straight from the hospital bed. “If this lady
Ella’s POV I tapped on the screen of my phone. It was 1 am. The street was lonely, just like my heart. I didn’t want to take a cab just yet. I had decided to take a walk, trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered life. Maya had woken up earlier asking where I had gone to, and I told her to come get me. My body weight had increased; I was sluggish, my arms and legs larger than before. I looked at myself and felt disgust. How could I have let this happen? This wasn’t the plan, this baby was definitely not the plan. I found an empty bench and decided to rest for a while. In no time, Maya arrived. Her hair still in a hairnet. As she approached me, I could see the crease on her forehead. “Isabella Ross, are you crazy? Hold up, do you know you’re risking my goddaughter’s safety? It’s the middle of the night. Why the hell are you roaming the streets? Come on, Ella, this is not you.” Maya scolded me, making sure I heard her yelling perfectly. “Maya, Jordan has am
Ella’s POV “Ella, I wish we could at least go back and pay our respects to Mrs Rose for always looking out for us,” Maya said, letting out silent sobs. Mrs Rose had always been there, even though we weren’t her kids. The old woman tried to make us better people. Today just felt like the worst day ever. Everything keeps going wrong. How much more can a girl take? In one day Jordan forgets all our times together, sends me a restraining order and Mrs Rose dies too? I hadn’t even told him yet about our baby. But how was I supposed to when his evil mother denied her own grandchild? “Don’t worry, girl, we’ll be fine. I know coming here was to make some money, but now things are not looking good. Another thing, I’ll go out tomorrow in search of another cleaning job. That will help us get by this month’s expenses and get more stuff for my Goddaughter.” Maya assured. She was indeed the best friend in the world. We got dressed and went out for some groceries. Soon after we arrived at
Ella’s POV I walked into the hospital I had vowed I would not go back to again. But this time. It wasn’t to receive insults from people who didn’t matter. I moved with my head held up high. Jordan had asked to see me. This meant one thing only. He remembers me and still loves me. I’ll tell him about our baby today. I met Jerome at the door, standing guard as usual. “Hi ma’am Ella, I don’t think you should be here. You might get arrested.” Jerome whispered. I explained to him Jordan had requested to see me, and I could see the smile on his face. He wished for the same thing I had wished for. Letting out a deep sigh, I pushed the door ajar and found Jordan laying on the hospital bed. “Come in.” He said in a low voice. I walked slowly, mainly because my belly kept slowing me down as the days went on. “Hey Jordan.” I said. “Don’t come any closer. Just stay there.” He said as I tried to move closer to his bed. Maybe he’s just tired, that’s all. I stood there waiting for him to
Jordan’s POV It’s been three months since I got out of the hospital, and things didn’t feel right or the same. I hadn’t heard from that maid, Ella, and that was a good thing. At least now she understood her place. The last time I warned her about messing with Fiona, she had gotten really upset. She even had the audacity to yell back at me. I had the urge to get her arrested for the disrespect but there was just something about her tone. She sounded hurt. I went back to Evergreen with my girlfriend, Fiona. Sometimes it felt like I knew her and sometimes it felt like she was a stranger to me. “Hey baby, I’ll be going out tonight with a couple of friends.” Fiona said. I watched her from the bed as she put on her jewelry. “What friends Fiona? I know you don’t have friends, so where are you going to, really?” I questioned her. “Come on baby, don’t you know Lily? Today is her birthday. I can’t miss it.” She answered. Who the fuck is Lily? I’ve known Fiona since we were teenage
Third Person’s POV “I’d like to meet your friend,” Jordan said, staring at Fiona like he knew she was lying. Silence grew between them for a while before she broke it off. “Jake is a very busy guy, Jordan. He'll not have time.” She answered back now leaving Jordan standing and going to the bedroom. Once there, she takes off her clothes and goes for a bath. Jordan gets into the room and lays down on the bed trying to remember if Fiona had always been this hard towards him or did he do something wrong along the way? His thoughts ran wild but got interrupted when Fiona stepped out of the shower. She stood by the bathroom door, a white towel tied around her petite body and another around her red hair. “You know, Jordan, you’ve never been like this before. Why do you always feel the need to track my every step? Don’t you trust me?” Fiona asked as she walked up to Jordan. “All I’m saying here is, you don’t tell me you’re going to see a Lily and then see a Jake. It paints you out a
Ella’s POV Two more months before my Andrea comes into this chaotic world. I sighed heavily as I continued chopping the onions for our lunch. The Baxter brothers Jake and Jim were back again, considering the fact I couldn’t produce the recent sum of money they asked for. They had promised to make me suffer for the loss of their brother, Brandon and they were doing just that. Jordan had gone back to Evergreen with Fiona, and we lived our separate lives peacefully. Besides, I think what we had was just a fairytale. Did I really think I’d end up with someone like Jordan? I was blinded by the affection he showered me that I couldn’t see him for who he really is. Amnesia or not, he should treat people better. I felt a sharp pain in my hand, bringing my eyes down to see I had cut myself real bad. Maya came rushing to my aid. “Are you ok girl? You should be more careful with knives.” She said, now helping me wash off the blood. “I’ll get the first aid kit. Wait there,” she
Ella’s POV “This is the police. Open up!” My heart skipped a beat as Maya held on to my hand tightly. “What do we do?” Maya whispered. My breath hitched, my mind raced. I didn't do anything. Why was the police here? I forced myself to stand on my feet, my swollen belly making my movements slower. Maya held my hand, trying to stop me. “I’ll handle it. Don’t worry.” I gave her a reassuring smile and walked to the door opening it just enough to see the officers standing outside. “Isabella Ross,” the taller officer said, his face hard and impassive. “We have a warrant for your arrest in connection with the murder of Brandon Baxter.” I stared at him in shock. My stomach churned, and my knees nearly gave up, holding my body in place. “You’ve got it wrong,” I tried to say. “I didn’t…” The officer held up a folded piece of paper. “There’s evidence tying you to the crime. We need you to come with us.” Maya stepped forward, her voice trembling with outrage. “She’s pregna
Jess’s POV “Let’s go, Rob, we can’t wait for an ambulance when we have a car!” John yelled as they struggled to lift Jordan up. In one go, they lifted him and rushed out of the door. I had been standing on the same spot, unable to speak, react, or do anything. I couldn’t understand what was happening. “Girl, are you okay?” Maya patted my shoulder. We were the only ones left in the room, but I couldn’t find my speech. “I think we should follow them, just to make sure he’s fine,” Maya suggested, and I nodded. We rushed out of the office and got to the back entrance, where the guards were helping put Jordan in the backseat of his car. “Frank, get the car ready. We’re following them,” Maya yelled as he nodded and left. I watched John get into the driver’s seat and speed off as Frank brought my car. “Here, Miss Hart,” he said as he opened the doors for Maya and me. He quickly got in as well and followed directly behind Jordan’s car. My nails dug deep into my thighs as I fel
Jess’s POVAfter the Fiona incident earlier, I thought I had seen it all, only for me to set eyes on the man I didn’t want to see, not even in a million years to come. He stood there, his eyes piercing through my body, stuttering, and unable to form a proper sentence.When one of my bodyguards had walked in, saying there was a man named John looking for me at the back entrance, I was taken aback. There was only one John I knew, and he was dead, so was this a prank?I quickly excused myself from the customers I had been attending to and pulled Maya away as well. “Which John?” she asked as I explained it to her. “Jess, do you need some rest? You’ve been working all day; I fear it’s beginning to affect your memory,” she teased as always.“Well, there’s only one way to find out if it’s really him or not,” I said, and she rolled her eyes. “John’s dead, Ella. Tell the guard to tell the imposter outside that he should get lost, as simple as that.”“Frank, can you describe the guy?” I turned
Jordan’s POV Nothing made sense to me at this point. I couldn’t still believe the woman I was told that I had loved before losing my memory was the same woman I was fantasizing over, some months back. “Bro, we can go now. The car’s ready.” Rob announced as we made our way out of my office and in to my car at the parking lot. My brain spun with thousands of questions and doubts. What if she doesn’t want anything to do with me? Or what if she doesn’t let me see my kid? I know I didn’t speak nicely to her before, but I hope she understands that I wasn’t myself. Getting shot in the head is not like tossing candy to kids. It’s terrifying. Jerome drove while John sat in the passenger’s seat and Rob sat next to me at the back. We had been moving for about 15 minutes now and I couldn’t help but feel more nervous than usual. “John,” I called, and he looked at me over his shoulder. “Do you think she’ll want to see me?” “No boss, she definitely wouldn’t want to
Third Person’s POVFiona had one of the worst days of her life. She’s to be divorced, meets her arch-enemy, and now is being threatened by a man she thought would do her bidding for as long as he lived.She had driven to her brother’s place, and the entire time, she couldn’t help but scream at the top of her voice. “If fucking Daniel thinks he can threaten me, then he’s lost his mind. With the brothers I have, he’ll disappear faster than he cums.”Once parked in front of Jake’s condo, she got out, making her way towards the door as her heels clicked against the pavement.“About time. Jake, the witch is here, and she looks like an overly ripe tomato,” Jim chuckled as he set his eyes on Fiona, who had made her way in already.“I honestly don’t have time for your jokes today, Jim. There’s a lot we have to deal with, and now!” she said as she threw herself on a sofa in the living room.Jim chuckled. “We?”Fiona raised a brow and shot him a dangerous glance. “Yes, we.”“Hold up, I thought
Third Person’s POV Fiona had driven off for a while before pulling her car over to make a call. She pulled out her phone with one hand while clenching her fist with the other. She put the phone on loud speaker as the person she was calling answered. “Yes Fiona, have you shopped to your satisfaction?” It was Jake. “Ella is back Jake, that bitch is back and she’s rich suddenly. She fucking owns Glossy Pearls.” Fiona yelled. “You’re kidding, right?” Jake chuckled. “Do I sound like I’m in the mood to play around? You guys are never serious.” She spat. “Calm down Fiona, you’ve just been yelling the entire day. Give it a break. Why don’t you come to my place, and we’ll talk about what’s bothering you. Okay?” Jake said. “It turns out I’m an unlucky female. All the men in my life are dickheads. You know what, I’ll go blow off some steam first. See you later.” She brought the phone closer to her mouth and yelled. “Fiona, I…” Jake tried to say, but she ended the call immediately
Jordan’s POV It was past noon, and we were waiting for the results of Ella’s whereabouts. The tracker Mr Jones glanced up from his laptop. He gave me a reassuring smile and continued his work, but a smile wasn’t what I needed. I needed answers. “Boss, do you really believe ma’am Fiona will sign those documents and leave the house today?” Jerome asked. At first I would have condoned Fiona’s attitude and disrespect, but not this time. “If she doesn’t leave on her own, then I’ll make her leave forcefully.” “Mr Denver, I’ve found it!” the tech guy yelled. “Unfortunately, it’s in London.” “London?” I exclaimed “Yes Sir.” He nodded. “That can’t be right. Ella had a pending case. If she’s in London, does that mean someone dismissed the charges?” Jerome asked as he pinched his creased brows. “Probably because there was no substantial evidence against her. I guess she decided to leave the country to stay away from me.” I said through clenched teeth. “No Jordan, to stay away
Jordan’s POV I had left the house early that morning, more angry than ever. My entire night had been filled with one discovery after another and the sight of Fiona’s face made things even worse. Jerome and I waited for John and Rob on the rooftop of a classic hotel. It had been only 10 minutes since we got there, but my anxiety was getting the better of me. John deserved an apology from me and that I will offer once I saw him. “Boss, they are here.” Jerome’s voice cut deep through my thoughts. I turned my attention to the private door that led to where we were and there they stood. “Bro!” Rob yelled as he walked up to me and John followed behind. John had on a black suit, black shades and some brown pair of shoes, just like he always did when he worked for me. His dark color shone brighter, and he looked happier with his present life. “Hi Rob.” I said as I embraced my friend. “Hi John, I’m glad you could make it.” I said, stretching my hand forward for a handshake, b
Jess’s POV “Hold up, Ella?” Fiona asked. “This might just be the funniest day of my life. Aren’t you supposed to be in jail? What are you doing here? Worst of all, you played dress up. Awwn that’s beautiful.” Fiona smirked. I studied her for a while. She hadn’t changed so much since the last time I had a glimpse of her. She was still as ugly as fuck. One thing was for sure; today, she’ll leave this place embarrassed. “If you want something from Glossy Pearls, then I suggest you get back in line and wait like the others.” I said. “Oh, now I see. You insolent fools decide to let a random, poor and malnourished person get into Glossy Pearls over what, huh? Did she offer cheap sex? Because that’s all she’s definitely good at.” Fiona continued yelling at the guards even though I was right there. She ignored my presence, almost as if she didn’t recognize me. “I demand to see your boss. If not, I’ll call my husband right now and he’ll…..” “He’ll what?” I stopped her from fin
Third Person’s POV Fiona had stood still for a while watching Jordan leave the house, giving her his final warnings. She wasn’t terrified nor scared of him, but she was mad, mad at the fact that he was beginning to see her for who she truly was and that she didn’t have the upper hand anymore. “Ma’am, should we throw the fruit juice as well?” A maid walked up to her and asked, taking her away from her thoughts. She stared at the maid with creased brows and clenched fists. “Are you stupid?” Fiona asked furiously. “No ma’am. I’m sorry. I just thought Master didn’t like the food, so maybe we could preserve the juice.” The maid bowed her head in fear and fidgeted with her fingers while the other servants watched the scene closely from hidden parts of the house like they always do. “You know what, since you care so much about the juice, then here, you can have it.” Fiona said as she picked up the glass jar of orange juice and poured it slowly on the maid’s head to her toes.