Chapter 57RICHARD’S POVI lost track of time in this mega club. I didn’t pay attention, but I knew it had been a while. I arrived around midday, and now the sun was setting. But I didn’t care. It was worth it as long as I wasn’t in that penthouse with her.I couldn’t believe she thought I was cheating on her with her best friend. That’s absurd! That wild animal who was mentally unstable. Even if she were the only woman on earth, I’d never consider getting involved with her. I’d rather stay celibate for life.Angry, I downed another glass of whiskey and slammed the glass on the table as if to shatter it. I didn’t care if I was drinking too much; I just needed to get wasted and forget everything. It was incredibly difficult to see someone I was getting attached to look at me like that. As if I were an irresponsible man who couldn’t control his urges. Like I was a contagious disease she was trying to avoid.Knowing she saw me in that light made my heart ache so badly that it folded in my
Chapter 58RICHARD'S POVStartled a bit, I reflexively looked back to know whose hands were those only to see Kamara – one of the best strippers and dancers at the club. We sometimes have a good time together but with no feelings attached. We were just friends with benefits. The only thing between us was sex. Nothing more. Nothing less. “Easy there tiger,” she chuckled seductively. “It’s just me. You know I don’t bite unless you want me to.” Realizing it was her, I sighed and relaxed back in my seat. Her fingers slid to the valley of my shoulders, and she began to massage them gently. I purred. It was a good feeling, making me realize just how much I needed a full-body massage session. I couldn’t remember the last time I went to a spa for one. “You like it when I massage you, you sexy devil?” she teased. “Yeah, I do,” I breathed out. After some time, she stopped and said. “Why don’t I do it somewhere else?” Without waiting for me to respond, she appeared in front of me, spreading
Chapter 59 BIANCA’S POV I stared at Bernard’s message for the hundredth time as I left the private elevator and walked towards the entrance of the penthouse. I know Nina warned me to steer clear of Bernard and his talk about Richard’s past relationships, saying it was all in the past and forgotten. But he seemed cool and friendly, and I desperately wanted to know who the girl was and what Richard did to her that made their relationship end badly, as he mentioned. And judging by Bernard’s expression at the coffee shop, Richard and the girl's relationship seemed like it ended very badly. But at the same time, I didn't want to do anything that would cause another problem between Richard and me. I had already caused enough damage. I needed to apologize to him for falsely accusing him and not believing in him. I didn't know if he would forgive me. It would be tough, but I would give it a shot.Letting out a frustrated sigh, I turned off my phone and put it back in my purse. I took out t
Chapter 60BIANCA’S POV I couldn’t sleep properly last night so I woke up early. Gideon brought in the luggage I asked him to bring in yesterday, so I spent a good amount of time unpacking and organizing my things. Last night, I threw my toi et moi ring onto the vanity mirror but I didn’t bother to search for it this morning. I don’t think I will ever search for it or even wear it again. The ring symbolises mutual love. Eternal connection. But at this point, I don’t think Richard and I connected any longer. After I finished unpacking and organizing my things, I headed to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. I was sure they hadn’t woken up yet since their clothing and accessories trails were still as they were last night all over the place, and Gideon hadn’t arrived to tidy up. I thought of picking them up and arranging them, but to hell with that idea. I finished making coffee and toasted muffins. As soon as I placed them on the kitchen counter to eat, I saw her coming down the
Chapter 61RICHARD'S POVAt first, I heard the sound of something like ceramic shatter downstairs, probably from the kitchen. As I was getting dressed to go check it out, a shrill followed. I hurriedly put on my clothes and went downstairs, finding B with a mix of confusion, anger, and shock on her face. The stripper girl from last night looked upset and frightened, wearing one of my favourite shirts that was now ruined with coffee stains. I wondered why an adult like her would spill coffee on herself. I hate it when random girls who don’t mean anything to me wear my clothes when they spend the night at my place – it’s one of the rules they should follow, but I forgot to mention it to her last night.Hold on… is that blood on her face? I widened my eyes to make sure I saw it right, and indeed, it was blood. Her nose seemed a bit off from its usual shape. It was…broken. Broken bits of ceramic were scattered on the floor beneath them. The scene resembled the aftermath of a fight. What
Chapter 62 RICHARD’S POV Luckily, Linda’s nose injury wasn’t severe and something to worry about. The ENT specialist at the hospital said procedures such as closed reduction, where the bones in the nose are manipulated into place without external incisions or surgeries aren’t required. He just realigned the broken bones and cartilage back to shape skillfully with his hand, which made Linda want to scream the entire hospital building down. Then he bandaged it up, telling her it would take about a few weeks before it could heal completely. Linda didn’t want me to drop her off back at the club, rather than in her apartment. According to her, she can’t be seen in such a state. It was too embarrassing for her. That meant she’d had to be coming up with excuses to keep her away from the club till her nose healed completely. That was none of my business. As long as I have paid for everything like I said I would and tripled her pay, all that wasn’t for me to worry about. As I headed back to
Chapter 63BIANCA’S POVI can’t believe his response after I bared my heart and soul in apology to him. I know I messed up big time. I didn’t trust him, and I hurt him. I didn’t know it was to that extent. But I’m truly sorry for what I did. I have realized my mistake and I’m willing to make this marriage work again for the better. I’m putting my best in all this but he wasn’t making it easy for me. How can someone be so stubborn and selfish? What more do I need to do to prove to him that I love him? Haven’t I done enough already? Is love and marriage supposed to be this hard?As I watched him disappear out of sight and slam the door to his room shut, a painful and angry teardrop escaped my eye. I wiped it as quickly as it escaped. I couldn’t keep crying all because of a man. I had to be strong so as not to let him think he had the upper hand in all these and prey on my emotions.He said I had to do more to earn his forgiveness and rebuild our love and trust. I had to do more to heal
Chapter 64BIANCA’S POVAbout an hour later, I reached Mr. Sam’s place, following his directions since I had never been there before. It was in the city centre and not too far away.It was a pretty simple duplex surrounded by a colourful lawn and garden. The walls had a nice light colour, and the roof had charming overhanging edges that gave the house character. Big windows let in lots of sunlight, and lively flower boxes were decorating them. The front porch was friendly and had a cute quaint swing. Overall, it was a nice and cosy home with a warm atmosphere, perfect for raising a family.I pushed the doorbell and waited. About a minute later, a brunette with freckles and large hickory eyes opened the door. She must be the nanny he told me about yesterday at the coffee shop.“Hi,” I offered a smile.“Hey,” she did the same, her freckles looking like they were multiplying.“I’m here to see Mr Sam. He’s around right?” I asked just to be sure because Mr Sam said I should come in thirty