Averill looked at her phone, and Noah did not even let her speak. 'What does he want to talk about?' "Ma'am, you haven't even had your breakfast yet," Lola, a maid who got a little closer to Avi this past month approached her. Averill currently holding a bottle of whiskey. Averill stared at the bottle in his hand and smiled at Lola. She gave it to her, "Prepare luncheon; I'll be having it with my husband," Averill told Lola. The latter had her eyes sparkled upon hearing that. It has been over a month since Averill stayed here, but not even Noah's shadow showed up. Averill went upstairs to wash up her body. She stayed there for a while, staring at her reflection in the mirror, with the showers of water flowing on her face... When she finished bathing herself, she went on her way to get some bandaids. She then wore a black sweater and went downstairs. She had been in the bathroom for a whole hour, and Noah arrived even faster than she expected. "You have the urge to make me wait."
Averill feels like her stomach will explode, and her head keeps ringing like crazy. She wants to vomit everything she ate, but Noah's still here. When she thinks she's at her limit, Averill stands up, and Noah is startled by that. "Excuse me," Averill ran as fast as she could upstairs and went straight to the bathroom to puke. She did not know that Noah followed her and watched her suffer like that. Noah scoffed, "So you were forcing yourself. To what? Impress me? Bullshit Averill. You should have told me you couldn't finish it all. Such a waste of food, tsk." Noah walked away, leaving Averill. 'Shit, I'm experiencing anorexia again,' she wiped her tears. She thought she was cured over the years, but now... she's having the symptoms again. The last time she experienced such hell was when she was in her teens. Averill snapped when Allen died but overcame it through the years. "Why?" she cried, staying on the floor. She's starting to hear voices again, mocking her... blaming her.
I looked at Shiloah, who was nervously drinking his iced coffee. He occasionally looks in my direction like a puppy who's about to cry. I cannot really blame him. I'm sure he's quite busy with his research that he does not have any time to have info about the outside world. I just can't believe he missed my wedding. A remarkable wedding I held by myself since Noah went to Yanna's rescue. I sigh and look at Noah, who's glaring at Shiloah and me. I don't know what grounds he's holding this suffocating lunch. "Ehem, so..." Noah smiled at Shiloah, but his eyes said otherwise. He looks like he could kill him with his glares. "Y-yes, yes?!" Shiloah gulped a few times and looked at me, asking for help. "Noah—" "What is your relationship with my wife?" I almost slapped my own forehead when he emphasized that word again. What the hell is wrong with him? Is he really acknowledging me as his wife, or he's simply playing with me right now? Damn it, Noah. Stop giving me false hope. "I—I ah
Averill's POV What? Do I hear things wrong? Why? Why the hell did she do that? To hate me? To ridicule me? I received a lot of resentment because of that... and, she, she cried because of that night. She was hurt, wasn't she? Yanna was... I blamed myself countless times every night, thinking that I had ruined her relationship with Noah. I drowned myself with guilt every day, hating myself for being happy that Noah married me. I, I... and Noah knew? Noah knew but never told me everything? Why? Because he loves Yanna and does not give a damn about me? Then what about Damien? "She doesn't know that I knew about it. I think there's some sort of mistake," Noah is still defending you even now, Yanna. How lovely your man is. Noah... I want to cry right now, but tears aren't forming in my eyes. I smiled at Noah, his lips parted, looking confused as to why I was reacting this way. "Should I thank her then?" "What?" "I should thank Yanna. If not for her, then... you wouldn't have been
When Averill went down the stairs, she saw Noah, who was currently having his breakfast in the lounging area near the pool. He pleasantly took a sip in his cup of coffee while turning the newspaper he was currently reading. Noah looked relaxed in that look, and Averill could only watch him from afar. "I will not disappear, so do not stick your eyes on me like that," Averill was surprised when Noah suddenly said that. So he noticed her watching him the whole time? Noah looked at her embarrassed face, but no emotion could be read on his face. Averill sat across him and asked a servant for a cup of hot cocoa. Averill watched the trees near the pool instead of the man in front of her. She was planning to continue observing him, but now that he knew she was looking, Averill could not do it. "Where have you been yesterday?" Noah asked without looking at her. He's still reading through the newspaper, but half his mind is waiting for Averill to reply. "I was with Shiloah," "Aren't you
Noah's POV I cannot understand why I am feeling sour inside. I do not have any reason to get mad over them meeting again but I cannot help but find myself overly cautious whenever Averill is around that Shiloah guy. This is because of what I've seen last time at the entrance of the hospital. I have never seen Averill that comfortable around anyone and to let him hug her? I really had a lot of question in mind. But I... I am not really in a relationship with her. Even so, I still feel like I am being betrayed. She keeps on saying she loves me... and even did a lot of things that are way beyond her capacity just to marry me. So why... why are you talking with him with that face? I walked away when I saw Shiloah hugged her again. It really isn't my business. If... if she ends up falling for another man; that would actually do me a lot of favor. Why did I even hold back our divorce? It's all her fault. Why dis she show up with another man in front of our son's grave after not showi
Averill never knew that Noah had stayed with her that night. Noah never acted like he knew she was hurting herself physically. He was maintaining his distance quite well, giving her the space she needed. "For how long are you going to stay here?" Averill asked without an ounce of ill intention, but Noah took it the wrong way. "I am your husband, you know? Do you want strange rumors to circulate about us?" "I don't mind it anyway," "I do," Noah said. 'Why the hell is he so worked up this early in the morning?' Averill thought to herself. They are currently eating breakfast together, they have been sharing meals for a week now, and Averill is simply confused as to why the man is acting this way. "I don't want any weird rumors about myself. I have plans of expanding my range, and I cannot have your issues as my liability." Noah told her though it was really not the reason why he was staying there nor the reason why he did not want strange rumors to circulate in their society. 'Dam
Averill woke up in cold sweat. She dreamt of that horrible nightmare all over again. Like a broken tape that continuously plays every time she closes her eyes. Averill went down to the kitchen. She's craving some alcohol to loosen her thoughts. "You're still up?" Averill almost flinched when a voice suddenly came from the dark kitchen! It's two in the morning, and who would not get scared if someone suddenly spoke when all you could see was black! Noah came out of the kitchen, all sweaty. He's holding a bottle of water and looking at Averill with a bored look. "Jeez, you scared me." Averill exhaled when she saw Noah. The latter stared at her, utterly confused as to why she was down there. Noah could not sleep, he got a lot of tangled thoughts in his head, and he went out for a jog around the mansion. "Why are you here?" "Craving for some alcohol," Averill honestly replied. She walked past Noah and turned on the lights. She went straight to get a bottle of red wine. When she fin
Noah woke up early and left the villa before even Averill got up from bed. He left a note on the table and a massive box in the living room. He drove to a building not too far from the villa he bought. “You look relaxed. Are you even sure about this?” Karl asked him. Brian and the gang are also there, preparing for Noah’s wedding. The man in his white tuxedo smirked, “Never been sure in my whole life, Karl.” “Tsk.” He went to his stylist and asked for a perm. Brian went beside Noah and tapped his shoulder, “You need to buy me a yacht if she doesn’t say yes.” “That woman loves me. You buy me twenty-five percent of the shares in your new business.” “That’s pretty— tsk, deal. Might as well be your wedding gift.” He followed and excused himself after receiving a call. Noah smirked, realizing who called his casanova friend. “Clayton,” “I will attend your marriage. I just need to finish this.” “That’s why you should have told her what you felt.” He stared at Noah and ignored him after
Averill’s POVI was busy reading through the reports about my hotel. I had left it to Leon for a long while. Funny how I told him he was fired, but he kept coming to the company and managed it while I was busy doing things for myself. I would have never come this far without him.“Coffee?” Leon asked. He placed a hot coffee macchiato on my desk. He could pass as a barista, if not a lawyer. I thanked him without looking at him because my eyes were still busy reading. I can’t help but focus on these things.“I heard about his proposal,” I stopped scanning through the files, looked at him, and smiled. I raised my brows, waiting for what he would say next. “Why did you reject him?”“Do I need a reason not to?”“You love him—”“How’d you know that?” I smiled. Leon stared at me before looking away, putting down his coffee. “When you fired me, you were too emotional. Aren’t you being emotional as well when you rejected his marriage proposal? I thought you loved him and that you sacrificed
“I love you,” Noah muttered as he kissed her deeply. He kissed her passionately, moving his lips gently as he caressed the back of her head. Noah continued until the two of them were out of breath.He stared at her golden eyes, “I love you, Avi.” he repeated, claiming her lips once more. “I love you,” he whispered between their kisses. Averill tried to push him, but he gently pulled her to his chest.He hugged her and buried her face in his body. “I love you.” Again, he told her. Averill still has yet to respond to him. Noah loosened the hug as he gently held her shoulders.Noah looked at her and wiped the tears that fell from her eyes. His thumb gently against her cheek as tears fell from his pitch black eyes as well… like crystals under that sunny afternoon… they cried.“A-Are you c-crying?” Niana approached the two of them. Noah and Averill looked at their daughter, who was also about to cry, confused as to why her parents were weeping. They smiled, gently slipping their hands agai
Noah’s POV I stared at my daughter, sleeping soundly on my lap. She had played all day with the dog we brought from Hawaii. We’re currently in the UK. Thankfully, she wasn’t looking for her mother much. I just won’t have any more excuses had she asked once more. I have a hunch on where Averill might be, but I want to give her more time. I don’t know why she had not even met with Niana. I know she loves our daughter. I know she loves her with all her heart and won’t abandon her. No way that is not the Averill that I know. The Averill that I fell in love with has so many flaws… but she’s not an irresponsible mother. She’s sometimes selfless to the point where even I would pity her helplessness. Averill is a woman who would not care even though she’s hurt. And she’s also the type of woman who would stand firm if anyone vital to her was hurt. I did not love her because she was perfect but rather because she was so perfectly imperfect that even though her flaws were visible, her pure
Averill woke up with someone stroking her hair. “Noah?” Surprised, she saw Noah beside her, sitting on the bed. Looking at her, smiling with his teeth. “Good morning, Avi.” “Avi?” Averill looked at Leon, who was currently feeding her. It had been a day since she was admitted. She fainted after donating blood to Noah while she was injured. “Did Noah wake up?” Leon shook his head. He tried feeding her again, but Averill looked away. “You need to eat.” “I did my best. Why is he not waking up?” “His body needs rest, Averill. And you do too. Eat, I am begging you.” “I’m not hungry.” Leon sighed at her response. After fainting from fatigue, she did not sleep a wink overnight. She would have stayed by Noah’s door if she had not fallen to the floor. Waiting for the man to wake up. Noah’s grandfather came later that evening. He deliberately stopped Averill from coming to Noah’s room. He was so mad when he heard what had happened to his grandson. “I told you enough to get away from my
Leon drove as fast as he could when he heard the news about Averill. He could not believe they had just left the woman there. He heard about Noah’s condition but still! Was it too hard to get the woman as well? Leon parked recklessly in front of the cafe. Some men barged in his direction, attacking him with metal pipes, but he was way faster than these men. He punched and kicked and pushed… It took him five minutes before he could enter the facility. And his blood boiled when he saw Averill looking so lost in one corner. He scanned the room, and there was Kyle, looking at Isabella fiercely. Looked like they had an argument. “WHO KILLED MY DAUGHTER?!” Isabella shouted. Leon looked around again and saw a woman lying dead on the floor. ‘So she died. What a waste.’ Leon thought, thinking about the charges he could have done to put the woman forever behind bars. “You’re still thinking of Yanna in this situation? For Pete's sake, Isabella! They are holding you as their hostage!” “I do
Kyle’s eyes were sharp as he stared at the woman’s crying face. His jaw clenched as he gritted his teeth. He could feel his muscles tremble in anger. Why is another man touching what was his? Why are they touching Isabella? What is going on here? He could not think straight. He stared at the gun in his hand and looked at the three people that were left on his side. In an instant, he pointed the gun at them. Karl was alarmed by his sudden movement but was immediately caught off guard when Kyle killed the three remaining people on his side. Why? Why did he kill them? Karl could not wrap it around his head. Why would Kyle Jackson kill these people when they are his allies? This is crazy. Kyle Jackson is an absolute madman with lots of screws lost in his head. Karl signaled his men to approach Averill and Noah. Kyle is yet to notice them. He is still busy looking at the men which he killed. “One more step, and you’ll follow them.” Karl’s men halted. Was he watching? Jackson was watch
Averill looked at him with wide eyes. She could feel her entire body go cold as she trembled hands touched Noah. “Are you okay?” Noah asked, still worrying about the woman, albeit the circumstance. “What are you even saying? Why did you do that?” She cried, Averill saw Yanna pointing the gun at her, but Noah was too fast to cover her from the bullet. And in a blink of an eye. Everything happened. “No… no… no, no, no, NO!!” Everyone looked at Kyle when he started acting odd. His eyes shake as he stares at the two people on the floor. One is covered in blood while the other is covered in tears. Kyle’s hands were shaking. He pulled his hair and glared at Yanna. “You! “How dare you!” he shouted. “How dare you touch my target!” His eyes were dark as he pinned his nails on Yanna’s arms. He could see nothing but the fact that Yanna pulled the trigger against Averill, and it hit Noah. His targets were touched by another person. Kyle is this type of crazy person. He never wanted anyone t
Mason did not move, Kyle was too swift that he did not notice him in front of him and grabbed his gun. They fought with each other as Kyle’s men started swarming with the other men that were left in Noah’s group. Chaos started to sip in, plates and glasses were shattered. Tables were wrecked. Chairs were thrown.It was total chaos inside while the men fought each other. Noah hugged Averill in one corner. “You should have not said that. You were provoking him!” “Why are we here, Noah?”“What?”“We’re here to get Yanna. But what are you doing?” Averill looked at him. She pushed him away from her. “Stop protecting me. When we learned about Kyle, we expected this already, that’s why we asked Shiloah to bring her to New York.”“Averill—”“If you’re gonna tell me to be careful. I am. I am already doing that so stop being a coward. We just need Yanna. You’ve let her loose for so long.” She stood up and walked away, she grabbed a stick and went her way to Yanna.Kyle was there, sitting by th