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
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
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
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
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 POV We left the hospital with the hope that Fiona wouldn’t get to see John.This had been the second longest and most confusing day of my life, and all I wanted was to go home and hug Andrea tightly. The first was when I found out about my dad; the confusion I felt then was way more than what I feel now. “Where to, Miss Hart?” Frank inquired as he stared at me from the driver’s mirror. “Let’s go home,” I replied, and he nodded, “right away, ma’am.” Maya had been focused on her phone all the way to the house. “Girl, who are you seriously texting?” I snapped my fingers in her face, trying to get her attention.She looked up at me, and her face lit up with excitement. “Okay, I know this might be a bad time for this, but I’ve found you the perfect boyfriend.” What a random statement at a time like this. Classic Maya. “Do you need a check-up? What does a new boyfriend have to do with me at this point?” I shot her a glance. “Come on, girl, don’t look at me that way. Remember ou
Jess’s POV“The wedding was horrible!” Dione said, and we burst out into laughter.Do you ever just bump into someone and have conversations like you’ve known each other for years? Well, that was Dione and I right now. We had been sitting and chatting so much that I completely lost track of time.“You said it was your sister’s wedding, right? So how come it was horrible?” I asked, staring him straight in the eye. Those dark brown eyes and lashes longer than Fiona’s real and fake lashes.He was breathtaking. This type of guy could lock me up in jail, and I wouldn’t dare ask why. His chiseled jawlines clenched tight even when he smiled; his dimples dug deeper than any I’ve seen. Talk more of perfect dentition and fresh mint breath. His choice of words carried aura and respect.“She got married to a dumb guy I had warned her not to marry. It’s a long story, but trust me, this guy’s not worth it.” He turned to me and smiled, showing me his perfect teeth.If he says the guy wasn’t worth hi
Jess’s POV“Champagne-colored or black?” I raised the two beautiful gowns I had picked out from my closet in front of Maya.We had been going through my wardrobe the whole night and had just about 4 hours of sleep after finding nothing, but here we were again, searching another part of my closet we didn’t touch. It was 4 p.m., and Maya couldn’t decide.I had gone over to my shop earlier and passed out some instructions before leaving. My assistant was an angel; she always made my life easier on days like this.“That’s it, Jess, the champagne-colored dress is absolutely gorgeous. You don’t even need to try it on; I can already tell how well it’ll fit you.” She did a little dance, stomping her hands in a cheer and grinned widely. “Now, go get a bath so we can butter you up.”She pushed me lightly into the bathroom and shut the door. “Wow, I’m really doing this, aren’t I?” I sighed as I let the towel around my chest fall and got into the rosy bathtub water.I enveloped myself in scented
Jess’s POVOnly the unlucky get attacked on the night of their honeymoon, and it turned out I was one of those unlucky ones.I struggled to pry my eyes open, and it felt like they’d been closed for eternity. My body felt paralyzed, and my head throbbed a lot. Once I finally got my eyes to open, I turned my neck slowly to look around me, but there was no one.This place sure wasn’t my home. The house looked like it had been made strictly out of bamboo. “Where am I?” I murmured, trying to wake up from the painful bed I had been laying on, but I noticed footsteps approaching, and I pretended to be asleep. What if they were bad people and wanted to hurt me? I had to be careful. “Maria!” I heard a female voice yell, and some more footsteps approached.“Yes, Mum?”I struggled to peep and found a younger lady; she looked about 18 years old.“I was finally able to get us some newspapers. Now look at this woman in the picture; doesn’t she look like this lady we saved?” The woman asked, and th
Jordan’s POVThe drive back home was long and silent. I had shut my mind away from any sound and let my thoughts swirl around. It was pretty late, and I was certain Andrea should have been sleeping, so I didn’t bother to check. I went straight ahead to find John. I made it inside, and Miss Anna was in the kitchen as usual. I wondered if this woman ever got to take time off for herself and just stop standing there always. She noticed my presence and turned to me immediately with a smile. “Good evening, Mr. Denver,” she bowed and greeted, but I shrugged, and her smile faded fast. “Where are Jerome and John?” I asked in a calm but stern tone. “They’re by the pool, sir, having a drink,” she replied, her voice shaky. I turned on my heel without so much as a thank you and made my way to the pool area. John and Jerome seemed to be having a great discussion. I could tell from how loud their laughter was as I approached them. Why does everyone find it so fucking easy to move on from the d
Jordan’s POV“Jess!”“Jess!”“Bye, Jordan, please take care of yourself and Andrea, that’s my only wish,” Jess sobbed, standing before me in the white, silky nightgown she wore on the night of the explosion, but it was messed up with blood stains.“Don’t tell me goodbye, Jess. Andrea’s waiting for you, and I am too. Please stay, my love,” I wailed, but she began to disappear into the darkness.“I love you, Jordan. I’ll always love you,” she yelled and disappeared completely. I had tried to grab her hand, but she was gone. The woman I loved so much was gone.“No, Jess, I love you. Please don’t leave me,” I cried, tossing and turning, sweat dripping down my face faster than a water slide. I dug my fingers into the sheets and held on tight, as if doing that would make her appear again.I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Boss…” the voice came, but my eyes refused to cooperate. “Boss, it’s me, John,” the voice came again, this time shaking me with more force.“Jess!” I kept yelling as the tear
Jess’s POVThe night breeze blew Jess’s hair in the right direction as I wrapped my hands around her waist from behind, my head buried in her neck. We had chosen to spend our honeymoon enjoying the sweetness of nature, and I must say it was the best decision.“This is incredible,” she whispered, turning her face slightly behind to meet mine.I grinned, pulling her tighter. “Only the best for my wife,” I said, my voice laced with affection. I kissed her cheeks softly. “It’s only the beginning of a good life, Mrs. Denver.”The evening went on smoothly as we dined under the stars on the upper deck. The candlelights flickered between us, and the sound of the stream brought out sweet melodies.After dinner, we had an intense lovemaking session until Jess could no longer feel her body move. Her tiredness made me chuckle as I covered her up in some sheets and made my way outside to enjoy the rest of the night. But as I stepped out of the door leading to the upper deck, I felt a cold metal po
Third Person’s POVJordan’s fear about the message he received in Vegas lingered. Even as they returned to Evergreen, and right up till today, their wedding day, it haunted him. As he dressed up in his impeccable suit, Jordan and Jerome stood behind him with grins on their faces. Jordan turned around to face them as Jerome pretended to make crying noises. “I can’t believe he’s all grown up,” he teased, and they burst into laughter.Jordan stretched out his hands as they helped him with his cufflinks. “John, what did Officer Benette say about the messages I’ve been receiving?” he asked as a frown settled on his face.“He’s suspecting it to be from Jake and his twin. He said it could be they’re trying to scare you, but they have everything under control,” Jerome assured him, but it didn’t ease Jordan’s mind.Since their trip to Vegas a month ago, he had received five unsettling text messages from the same number—both freaky messages and death threats—and he had successfully hidden all
Chapter 101Jordan’s POVEver looked at one woman and imagined spending your forever with her? That’s exactly how I looked at Jess as I slipped the ring onto her finger. When she said yes—which I already knew she would—it made me the happiest man, both alive and dead.“I love you, Jordan Denver,” she whispered as we graced the dance floor with our skills. The Vegas moonlight shone brightly on us as she held on to me tightly.Her dad, John, Linda, Jerome, and Andrea all had their eyes glued to us with wide grins on their faces as we slowly danced on the terrace. Jess had cried over a million times, and it almost felt like she was in pain, but it was all tears of joy.We had been through so much already, but fate made a way for us to fall back into each other’s arms. Despite Fiona’s attempts and many more, we surpassed everything. Staring right now at the family I have—which I never did before—I’m grateful. This was my best birthday gift ever.The night went on as we all made it to our
Jess’s POVIt had been 1 year since the announcement of Fiona’s death. The day Jordan had broken the news, I felt a mixture of anger, sadness, and satisfaction all at once.Angry because she didn’t suffer for all her crimes, sad because I had just found out she was my sister, and satisfaction because I could finally live peacefully without having to look over my shoulders.“Fiona’s dead,” Jordan had said, and everywhere went dead silent as I almost choked on the glass of water given to me by Chu.“How’s that possible?” Dad asked as Jordan’s hold on his cellphone tightened.“She tried to escape. Her brothers managed to bust her out from jail, but during a police chase, the car she had been riding in exploded while her brothers sped off in their own car, leaving her behind. The body was badly burnt up, and the clothes she had been wearing turned to ash,” Jordan explained as he turned his gaze away from me.It was understandable he had to feel a bit hurt because Fiona was the only thing
Jess’s POVMy breath hitched uncontrollably as Mrs. Mei kept talking. I could never have imagined the trauma and pain my mother went through. Yet, all I could think of is how she left me one day, saying she was going to get food, and she never returned.Dad finally came back inside, with Will following behind him as we braced ourselves for the confession of Mrs. Mei. I had tried so hard not to cry, but hearing your mother being locked up for years until her last breath is the hardest thing to deal with, especially after losing your best friend not so long ago to monsters like Fiona.“I’m sorry, Isabella, please forgive me. The first day I discovered what my job would be, I tried going to the police twice, but each time I stepped foot inside that cell, something bad happened. They were always watching me. They even killed Chu’s mum because I had tried to escape. I lost all hope and did what they asked me to.” Mrs. Mei kept explaining, and I could see the hurt the Baxters must have caus
Third Person’s POVJordan, Jess, and Dominic all traveled together to Hong Kong with Will and Ken. They had traveled in Dominic’s private jet earlier that morning, leaving behind Andrea with Miss Anna and a ton of guards to watch over the house at all times.Jess had insisted they carry her along, but it was too dangerous even for her, and even more dangerous for Andrea, so she let it go and they tripled security back at her penthouse.They had been in the air for some hours now as she slept peacefully on Jordan’s shoulder, but he stayed awake, thinking if he blinked even for a second something might take Jess away. All he had been doing was watching her sleep.Dominic, on the other hand, watched the both of them, and it reminded him of his Bella. Yesterday, when the news had been broken to him, he had held it in so much, trying not to break down in front of his daughter, but when he got back into his room, he let the tears flow. He mourned his one true love, the woman who made him st