"Zara is scary," Clara murmured as they walked to their car. "I know, right? She seemed to have thought of everything," Elara murmured. She did not know how she had expected that this would have gone but definitely not like this. Zara was supposed to bend her knees to her and apologise for everything. "I am glad that they ended up together after all," Ronan commented. He was not one to comment on things like this so everyone turned slowly to him. "I just meant that people like them deserve each other. It was obvious that it was their greed that was driving them," he added."Now that this is over and Isla and Elara have been exposed to the public, I do hope that they would be of good conduct because all eyes would be on them," Elliot said. He did not want to put any unnecessary pressure on his children and that was the reason that he shielded them for as long as he could. "Also, Ronan, take care of this mess that Chole has caused," he said and then slid into the car with Clara.Befor
Elara knew Ezra's voice too well that she did not need a soothsayer to let her know he was the one. "Ezra?" she asked; maybe her ears were playing a prank on her. "Do you have my contact?" he asked and she made a sound of no in the back of her throat. "I do not have it; I just guessed," she lied because how could she tell him that she had memorised the sound of his voice just because she never wanted to forget it? How could she tell him that she got into a relationship with Micah because she did not want to come back to him in case she spoilt any relationship he had?"Oh, okay then." He sounded unconvinced but did not push through with it. "I read what happened today." "Of course you did; it is all over the internet," she said and she laughed as if it were a joke. "I made a debut in the media space and the first thing I do is make a scandal in my name," she added, trying to lighten the situation. He did not refute what she said and so she knew she was right; this was truly a bigger
Ronan sat across from Chole; he clutched the cup of water tightly so that all of the veins in his hand were bulging. "Why did you call me here?" Chloe asked, looking at her finger uninterested."About what you posted on your socials," he began taking up the cup to sip from it. He was nervous and he was usually a very confident person. "I broke up with you like a normal person before letting the media know about it," she said. "But if you are worried about your image, you do not need to be; your sister's scandal has covered it all." She was a bit angry at how it played out. She hoped that people would talk about how they had broken up but all in all, she wanted to get rid of him. He was her father's choice and up until now, all she had done was her father's choice and nothing more so she was not going to allow him to dictate what she should do again. She was going to get married to Ephiram by all means. "I told you that I do not accept the breakup," he finally said. He knew that beg
"What are you doing coming in here?" Micah asked, looking at Zara dragging in her bags. He had watched her drag in all of the suitcases and had checked to see that they were the last of them. "You are asking me the reason I came into my husband's house?" "Your husband? Do you consider me your spouse because I do not consider you mine?"Then go on to annul the marriage," she said with a shrug as she pulled the bag with her towards the master's bedroom. "Where do you think you are going?" he asked, walking to her and holding her hand. She had humiliated him so much that he was going to be the talk of the town and a laughingstock for days now. "To the bedroom," she said, confusion on her face. "Why are you asking so many questions?" she added. "You expect us to live in the same house and you still think you can torture me to make us sleep in the same room?" He asked as if she had asked him to commit murder. "Where do you want to sleep then?" "I want to throw you out," he said, bit
Micah could not understand how her mind worked; he was asking her to make money and all she thought about was cheating on him. "You do not consider this a marriage, so that means that I am free to do whatever I want to do," she said when he fell silent for a while."Zara, you are the meanest and most evil person I have met in a while," he said, his voice coming out silently. She laughed, her shoulders shaking, as she pulled her hand out of his."If you do not want to be disgraced further, I would advise you not to think of treating me any different from how you would have treated me if I were a Quinn.""You must be crazy to ask me for that," he said, his voice raising angrily."And you must be crazy to think that I would not use your money and all that belongs to you.""Zara, this is a warning...""And Micah, you know that if you had stayed with Elara, you would not be in this mess; you would have really become the son-in-law to Quinn," she said, a smile on her lips.As Zara mentioned
Ronan finally looked up and could barely recognise where he was. He had been walking for a while now and since leaving the restaurant, he had spoken with Chole. He had been walking; he did not even know how long he had been walking. He took out his phone and stayed glued to a spot; it was then he felt pain running through his legs. He looked at his shoes and knew that they were not good shoes for walking long distances He noticed how quiet that part of town was. He pressed on the e-taxi app to order a ride; he would send some bodyguards to pick it up tomorrow for him but for now, he had to get back home. The ride service seemed to be busy but after waiting for about ten minutes, he finally got a taxi and was off to his house. He had been tired of the possibility of not ending up with Chole. He had everything figured out about that aspect of his life. They were going to get married during the year, have at least two children and live happily ever after. He had no idea that his fairyt
Isla stepped out of the way; she could see the determined expression on the girl's face and she would be glad for the help. If Noelle could get him out of the room, then she would be grateful for it. "Mr. Quinn?" Her voice came out a bit thicker than she had spoken earlier. Isla wondered how the girl was able to change so easily. "Mr. Quinn?" she asked, knocking lightly. Noelle put her ears to the door, waiting to hear if he was moving out of bed. When silence returned to her ears, she took a step back and Isla frowned, thinking that she was giving up so easily.Noelle cleared her throat; Ronan had to drive out of the city to the countryside to visit some of the construction sites they were in charge of and if they would not spend the night there, they must be on their way already. She did not want to have to lie to him to get him out of the house but she knew that would be her only option now. "This is about Ms. Prescott," she said. The room was silent and suddenly footsteps began
Ronan could not believe his ears; he did not want to believe that Chole would leave him and decide that she wanted to get married to the illegitimate son of the Santiagos family. Was this the doing of her father? As that question struck his mind, it somehow began to make sense. Maybe she was forced to do this. Maybe her father had a contract to sign with the Santiagos and it was not news to her that wealthy families used their children as collateral for their business. If that were the case, then he would try his very best to make sure that he helped her out; she had to get out of that toxic relationship with Ephriam. He was known to be a playboy and he would not be the best for her, no matter how he looked at it. Her father would not willingly allow her to get married to him while knowing all of this. He had to do something about it; somewhere in his mind he had all of the evil thoughts he had thought about Chole through the night wherever his mind gained consciousness. He raised hi
Olivia-Marie stood outside Ezra's gate. Since the other day, when she had found herself there drunk, she had not gotten the courage to go back. All she could remember was all the wailing and how Ezra had sent her home. Not in her life did she think he would be so cruel to her. She was ready to do anything to make sure that Ezra stayed with her, even if it was to manipulate her."Can I help you, miss?" Olivia-Marie snapped out of her thoughts and turned to the unfamiliar face of the security guard. 'He must be new,' she thought to herself. If he was new, then he would have no issue letting her in if she played her cards right."I am here to see Ezra," she said, flashing a smile at him. She could not remember the last time she had smiled intentionally."Mr. Thatcher?" the man asked and she nodded. "Mr. Thatcher is not in," he lied. She knew it was a lie because she had called Mary to ask of him and she had told him that he was not yet at work, meaning he was home. Ezra was a simpleton w
When Noelle opened her mouth, she was convinced that she was speaking, but her ears were not picking up any sound. She could not believe that his few words had gotten her riled up that much. Maybe she was annoyed that he said that to her because she had thought of it. She had thought of inviting Ronan into the house and doing unimaginable things to him. How could she, though? He was her boss.She watched his eyes grow bigger and bigger in anger and his mouth drew into a thin line. His mouth opened and she braced herself to finally hear something other than the ringing in her ears. She braced herself."WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" She had expected him to scream and he did not fail her. After all, she had slapped him across the face. Felix would have disagreed with anyone who would have told him that his daughter would slap him across the face.His words and the intensity of his scream drew the attention of passersby. "Calm down," she whispered, unable to bring
Noelle had successfully avoided Felix all week and she owed it to how much Ronan gave her. Not to mention he dropped her off at home every day because he was worried and no matter how much she said not to, he was not listening to her. He stopped coming in with a driver and would drive across town just to drop her off before heading home himself.She had stayed in all Saturday but she had to get to the store to pick up a few groceries and necessities for herself and the house. She was afraid that Felix was lurking somewhere outside and that she would not be able to avoid him. She did not know what he wanted but she was sure that it was money.After a few hours of mental preparation and encouragement, she decided that she had to go. She felt a strange feeling, as if she had to call Ronan to continue to be her bodyguard, as he had been doing. As she walked down the street, she could feel him following her, but she tried not to look back. The streets were barely filled with people; she kn
Elara rolled over in bed. It was evening, and her sister had come in a few minutes ago to call her for dinner, but Elara said she was going to get fruits instead. Her phone vibrated, and she took it off the nightstand. She had tried her best all day to stay away from her phone in case Ezra tried to reach out. Occasionally, she had checked the phone, and even though she had asked him to stay away, she could not believe he listened so well. She had asked herself countless times how much her words might have hurt him She was the one who spoke harshly, yet her heart was heavy."Should I bring up the fruits?" Isla asked. Her mother had told her not to ask any questions, so she decided to listen. Since it was quite strange for her to lay in bed all day. She knew that Elara would tell her what was wrong as soon as she came around."I have to move at least," Elara replied, and her sister understood what she meant by that. She was going to walk downstairs later by herself to get the fruits.It
"Micah? Are you going to let your mom speak to me like that?" Zara called as she followed him out. Micah rolled his eyes; he thought he was going to get a moment of peace away from them but it seemed like both women were determined to frustrate the life out of him."What do you want me to do?" Micah asked, stopping and turning to her. She stopped a few meters from him and crossed her hand over her chest."Are you asking me that? If I were Elara, would you let your mom speak to me that way?""Why on earth would you bring her up?" Each time Micah heard her name, he remembered how foolish he was. If he was patient enough, he would have been as rich as he wanted to be. He believed that Elara was head over heels in love with him and she would have taken him along to meet her parents when he went."Why wouldn't I bring her up? Wasn't it somebody like her you wanted to marry? Your mother is trying her best to constantly shame me for marrying up when that was your intention the entire time. I
"Micah," Cora called as they sat on the table eating breakfast. Zara thought that confirming she was pregnant would make her mother-in-law treat her better but Cora did not care about the child; she had repeatedly told her to her face that she did not care about the baby she was growing and that if she could, she would try her best to get her out of the house in a heartbeat."Mom, it's too early in the morning to start. Today is the only day where I can take a break and I don't think you are allowed to ruin that for me.""Ruin it for you?" Cora scoffed. She hated that her son made her sound like a devil that was on a mission to kill. She opened her mouth to counter whatever it was that her son thought when Zara strolled into the kitchen.She looked from Micah to Cora as she walked to the refrigerator. "Cora, I have told you time and time again that I hate the smell of fish; it is not good for the baby," she said as she squeezed up her nose."And I have told you that the doctors told m
The days of the week passed in a blur. Elara was unable to point to something she had done each day, but by the time the weekend was there, she was glad that she did not come from a family of workaholics who liked to work all the time. On Saturday morning, she lay in bed without plans to get out early.After all, she did not have any plans for the rest of the day. Her mother popped her head into her room out of concern. She was worried that the job was too much for her and that she might need to tune it down. Elara had yet to tell her family that things were not going to work out between herself and Ezra because she had not found the right time; it was either too early in the morning or too late at night. She wondered if now was the right time to go at it with her mom."El? Are you okay?" Clara asked as she walked into the room and sat on the bed.Elara turned to face her but was still lying with the covers up to her neck. "I am; I just had a really long week," she said in a tired voi
Ezra stood in place for a long time; he could not believe this had happened to him again. Strangely, that night was nothing like that day eight years ago but it felt the same. The air as she walked away from him and for what reasons? For reasons he thought he could control.Things would still be going smoothly with them if Olivia-Marie did not show up that night. Maybe he would have gotten her to accept her feelings for him, the one he believed she had hidden and neatly tucked away somewhere. He was finally able to pick himself up and go to the room. It was only when he had changed out of his clothes and said on the bed did he realize he had not put away all of the ingredients he had bought to use.The grief in his heart seemed too much for his body to handle so he was not sure if he would have been able to make it successfully downstairs. He tossed and turned all night, unable to find a moment to slip into sleep. He did not know how or when but his heart began to ache as he thought
Ezra managed to get Olivia-Marie to leave and Elara did not know what he did to do so. She seemed so adamant at first that she thought this was over."I am sorry about..." He stopped abruptly when she turned suddenly in the direction of his voice. He has sent her in and then got Olivia-Marie to leave before he joined her in.She pressed her lips and pushed them to one side of her face. "You want to say something about this and I feel like I would not like it," he said as he saw her expression.He knew it all took well; it was one he was oddly familiar with. "You know me all too well, even after all this time." "Well, you haven't changed a bit; you only grew." She did not know if it was supposed to be a compliment but she pushed that aside."Your silence is killing," he uttered after a while. He has kept quiet, hoping that she would spill whatever was bothering her. He knew this would be about Olivia-Marie."Do you think we are doing the right thing?" She asked, taking a deep breath.