Ryan's POV Mom is as curious as I am because of how she keeps darting her gaze toward the door Valerie and my father took.Trying to think of something to say to light up the atmosphere and take her mind off them, I clear my throat. "You ok?"She fixes her gaze on me and nods with a smile.I am not asking her if she is ok now, I am asking if she is fine and healthy. There is no sign of being unhealthy and it keeps confusing the hell out of me."Do you think it's about the promise we made to Adams? Is that why your wife wanted to see your father?"I didn't think of it that way. At first, I was scared Valerie wanted to see him because of her belief of him being her attacker but I trust her to play safe.That will endanger her. My Dad can sue her without considering the fact that she is his daughter-in-law. He doesn't take issues like this lightly and I'm sure he won't do the same for the daughter of his enemy.There is nothing to categorize his relationship with her father. Since they
Valerie's POV About my contract with Ryan, I am hundred percent sure my mother is responsible for telling Father. She can barely hide things from him even when he hides almost everything about himself away from her.If Mother knows the secret between him and Mr. Lorenzo then I won't bother myself so much just for him to tell me what it is.I won't be here again, determined to do whatever it takes for him to tell him the truth. This is the only way Ryan can believe me and this is the only way we can save his Mother.When I told him Anita was involved, he went ballistic with anger. I thought he was going to ask me why I said that or what I saw so I could explain but he became furious, he wouldn't even speak to me as we rode home in silence.Slowly, I am beginning to get tired of everything. I can't take any action so I won't jeopardize my life, my parent's life, and even Ryan's. He isn't seeing the efforts I am making in all of this.But last night, he was calm and back to his normal s
Ryan's POV Valerie's courage coupled with her obsession with this same topic that has been going on for weeks fuels my anger every single time I remember it all.How it all started and the question of where this is going.This is definitely an obsession. Involving Anita has confirmed my suspicion of her obsession and her unstable mental health.I won't let her do this to me anymore. These are my family members and I love them. Anita can never hurt Mom. She is our mom and I can never believe a single thing about her trying to hurt mom.Valerie is unbelievable.First, it was my Dad. Then she claimed Mother called her home and now Anita? Isn't that absurd?With my head banging, I pace to and fro the room, waiting for her to say something at least to dissipate this rush of adrenaline.I can't even think of a possible solution to all of this anymore. This is getting out of hand already.I twirl around to face her. She is usually quiet and calm. The anxious expression on her face the other
Valerie's POV His annoying optimism for the topic is irking. Not just the way he shows his disbelief in me but the fact that he keeps hoping and thinking it is nothing but a framed up story.I might be a bad person and a rebel but I would definitely not come up with a story like that just for me to achieve something.Ryan is an idiot. I meant what I said when I told him I was leaving but my heart irks so badly that I almost changed my mind and go back inside to tell him it was just a joke.But it is impossible. He would never take me seriously if I did that.I don't want to leave because I know how worried about him I would be. But I have no choice.With his lack of trust in me, I really do not know what else to do anymore. I don't know if I should just give up on this issue and begin to pretend like it never happened as he suggested.As the cab stops right in front of my parent's house, I catch a glimpse of a huge car right in front of the gate.Before I can get down from the cab,
Ryan's POV My fists are shaking with rage, my whole body trembling with fear and my heart is pounding hard inside of me.My rage is because of Valerie. She was right about the poison. Not all she told me was unreal. The poison is real.I am scared because my Mother is on the brink of death. She was already lying lifelessly and pale white on the floor of the third room when I got home to meet the empty mansion.I didn't bother to think much about the similarity of tonight's incident with that of Valerie's description of the morning she was involved in an accident.I just carried my mom and rushed her here to the hospital. That fear and rage led me to call Valerie.She is the only one I can call. Now I don't know who to trust and who not to trust. I couldn't bring myself to call my Dad even though I still don't want to believe that he has a thing to do with this.We can sort that out later. I just want mom to be fine first.Guilt fills me at the thought of seeing Valerie again. This wa
Valerie's POV The sadness lurking around his expression when he left the room to see the doctor is no longer there. It has been replaced with something unreadable but much more intense than the sorrows I could feel within him. Just from the fact that his Mother couldn't remember how she got here, I am beginning to put the puzzles together.At first, I thought it was all a pretense but now I see the reason why she never remembered my visit to the house and why she did not claim to have called me over.I see the reason why she never act as if I was there as a witness that morning. Something is definitely wrong somewhere. Something is fishy.I had slipped out of the room without her knowledge when the nurse signaled me to leave. I wanted to wait outside so I could ask Ryan all the questions I have.Suddenly, he looks straight into my eyes and I see it.This time, it isn't sorrow or sadness.What I can see behind his eyes is nothing but fear. And denial.Quickly, I move in to hug him.
Ryan's POV This time, I believe her. I believe every word she says. Everything from the beginning till the end. Even those I had doubts about. Everything is beginning to make sense to me now. This has served as an answer to the numerous questions and doubts I had about Anita. I am beginning to put the piece together and the scene before me is making me nauseated. Quickly, I rush out. Blinded by anger and filled with a rush of adrenaline, all I want to do right now is see that man I have called Father for years so I can punch the living hell out of him for keeping me in the dark and doing this to my mom. Mom doesn't keep secrets from me. I am sure she did this because of him. I never had the cause to openly think whether he is really my father or not because of how we grew up. This is because I always take solace in my mother's chest. He has always been a violent man but I thought he has changed. The last time he hit me was when I was 17 years old and I also raised my hand to
Valerie's POV He was blinded.At first, blinded by denial. Now he is blinded by rage.My sobs wake him up. I feel his hand moving and I quickly raise my head to see his eyes open. He isn't looking at me. He is staring at the ceiling while he is still laying on the hospital bed with an expression I can't place.He is still as pale as ever.I thought I was going to lose him. The thought alone made me mad and full of sorrow.I was also blaming myself. If I hadn't put everything to him that way, maybe this wouldn't have happened.If I hadn't said all those things which were painting his whole family as black, maybe he wouldn't be filled with so much rage and hatred for the man he has called Father for more than two decades.I should have tread slowly and carefully with him. I should have stopped him from running out that night.What happened two nights ago broke my heart and also made me realize how attached I am to Ryan. I have realized how much he means to me. When I told my father th
THIRTY-EIGHT MONTHS LATER Valerie's POV With a frustrated groan, I give up on the dress as I watch myself in the mirror, thinking of what to do about this mess.The seamstress should be blamed for this but I am not in the mood to blame anyone at the moment. What I want and need right now is another dress that fits in and can accommodate me and my big belly.The knock on the door pulls me out of my thoughts and the seamstress comes in with another beautiful white dress, making my face light up and my worry vanish into thin air.She smiles back at me when she notices the relief on my face.My makeup is done. My hair is done. My shoe is ready. My jewelry is on. What is left is my white dress.Just then, the door opens again as noises fill the air and Kayla and Kyle stroll in pushing each other playfully. Kayla is dressed in a Floral Bow Tulle Ivory Cap-Sleeve Princess Pleated Ball Gown while Kyle is in an Ink Blue Stanford Suit makes me smile broadly.My wish and that of Ryan came
Valerie's POV His lips capture mine as his hands work on my long hair while I cling to him as close as I can because I can't get enough of him. As he kisses the life out of me, a small groan leaves my mouth and suddenly, he pulls away, making me flutter my eyes open.With a smile, he caresses my face. I concentrate on his expression trying so hard to figure out what he must be thinking.I made us come here for a good reason and I know he is a little sad about it. Today is the final judgment for Mr. Lorenzo, Anita, Brenda, and Celina. Ryan was getting prepared to go to the court when I suggested we take a day trip here. I wanted to see the mountains and more of nature and coming here was the best idea.I didn't want him to go to court to be reminded about the death of his kind Mother. I didn't want to go either because I don't want to feel any iota of sympathy for any of those criminals, especially Brenda.She must have thought she would get out of this because I am Ryan's wife. I g
Ryan's POV The denial and her expression said it all; she doesn't want the baby and it takes me back to my shell of grieving.Hearing about the news of a baby coming made me forget my sorrows for a second and reduced the pain of losing someone who means so much to me.I am not superstitious but it felt as if the baby was going to be a replacement for my dead Mother. Now, my hope has been shattered by Valerie's outburst and confidence about not being pregnant.Her parents were extremely shocked too. It proved to me that I was wrong about her joking over a serious matter like that.I didn't say a word. I just remained quiet till when it was time to discharge her and we came home.It's been days and Valerie isn't saying anything yet about the baby. If she doesn't feel the baby, then am I supposed to wait till her belly begins to protrude before bringing this issue up and resolving it once and for all?The baby is a blessing. Coming to us at this time is a blessing, why then does she ke
Valerie's POV With her beautiful black hair around her shoulder, she smiles down at me, making a cold spine run down my spine.She is dead, isn't she?Then why am I seeing her and why is she smiling at me?Did I do something wrong to her and she is smiling instead of reprimanding me?Am I dead? Why am I seeing a dead woman?Ryan and I were at the graveyard where she was buried. She is dead but I can't seem to remember the last thing that happened before I got here.Is she alive? Is she hiding somewhere just to be safe from that monster she calls a husband?No, I shake my head involuntarily. This can't be. I saw her cold feet and a pale body. She was extremely cold all over and heavy. She is indeed dead.With a low gasp, I try to twirl around so I can flee from the dead but my legs are stuck on the ground. I look down at my feet and they are buried deep in the ground.I almost let out a yelp in fright but she stretches an arm at me, still smiling brightly. "My child."My child?Despit
Ryan's POV Ignoring the emptiness I suddenly felt when her body was lowered feet down the ground, I glanced away to stop myself from breaking down but it was impossible because the action alone hit me hard.She is gone. Never to be seen again.I want to break down now but I can not. I am a man. I have a wife who is looking up to me. The way Valerie reacted to her death was shocking and I have to control myself so she doesn't end up crying again.But I can't hold it back.How can I when this woman meant so much to me? Is it the pain of losing her when I least expected it? Or the pain of thinking about the people who killed her?Maybe if it had been a natural death, I wouldn't be in so much anguish. Maybe if it weren't planned by the people I know, I wouldn't be hurt this way.Why her? Why Mother?Everybody loved her. She was a great woman. She was wealthy but no one knew she was because her husband was handling everything except, of course, her supermarket which is now closed down.Lo
Valerie's POV Moodiness and lack of appetite are now Ryan's favorite pastime. He barely spoke a word to me last night after we left the police station without seeing the Commissioner who had already left before we got there.We couldn't see the suspects either and we had to sleep in a hotel nearby.I was able to catch some sleep but Ryan could barely sleep a wink. I feel his pain and I hope he gets over this soonest.He almost left me still sleeping in our hotel room this morning so he could come to the police station without me. The running sound of the shower woke me up and I jumped down from the bed.I ended up not taking a shower because he was in a rush to come here.Now that we are here, we are still yet to see Mr. Lewis and I wonder what exactly is going on. I had to excuse myself to come to get us some coffee as breakfast before he comes.As soon as I pay the cafe man, I hold the two cups of coffee in my hand and turn round to take the door out when I bump into a hard wall,
Ryan's POV HE IS NOT YOUR FATHER, RYAN! I LIED.These were her first words to me. If only I was there before the last moment, I would have heard her say them to me herself instead of writing them down.I wanted so desperately to hear the whole truth from her but I wanted to give it time. I wanted it to be the right time to ask so she wouldn't give me an excuse not to talk about it but now she is gone.I will never hear her talk to me again.I REGRET LYING TO YOU, SON. IT WAS NOT IN MY INTENTION TO DO THAT BECAUSE I THOUGHT HE WAS WORTH IT. APPARENTLY, HE ISN'T WORTH IT.I THOUGHT I COULD CHANGE HIM. I THOUGHT I WAS DOING A GREAT JOB CHANGING HIM FROM THE MAN HE USED TO BE BUT NOW THAT IT IS TOO LATE, I REALIZE HOW MUCH DAMAGE I HAVE CAUSED TO YOU AND MYSELF.YOUR BIOLOGICAL FATHER DIED A MONTH BEFORE YOU CAME TO THE WORLD. DAVIS STOOD BESIDE ME AND HE WAS LIKE A FATHER FIGURE. I NEVER KNEW HE HAD ULTERIOR MOTIVES.I REGRET HAVING YOU USE HIS SURNAME INSTEAD OF DARCEL'S NAME. I REGRET
Valerie's POV The sight of her cold feet almost sends me spiraling to the floor as I let out a loud gasp with my hands flying to my mouth.She is no longer the woman I came here to visit yesterday. She is pale white and gone.This is when it suddenly dawns on me.When I heard Celina telling Ryan over the phone that his Mother was dead, I almost laughed out loud because I wasn't shocked like Ryan was. It felt like a joke.How could she be dead? We saw her yesterday, she was getting better than ever before, then how could she be dead today?The added information about the attack on the hospital is enough to make me believe as well as the sight before me.She didn't die a natural death. She didn't die due to complications from the surgery. She didn't die as a result of the fake cancer diagnosis. She was killed.I begin to go down slowly as I continue to watch her from where I stand. The sight of her feet is doing unimaginable things to my reasoning.She shouldn't be dead. That bastard
Ryan's POVShe is gulping down the whole content of the wine and looking away to make me think she wasn't staring at me peeling off the baggy shirt and trouser she gave to me on behalf of her dad.All of a sudden, I feel like taunting her a little about it. This is definitely not the first time she is seeing me naked, so why is she uncomfortable with it?Well, maybe it's because it's the second time. We have had sex only once and that was the first time she saw my nudity and also the first time I saw the beauty beneath her clothes.I know this is definitely not the right time for this but I can't help it. Coming here was the right decision and I feel more than relieved to have gotten help from Mr. Lewis."Hey", she shoots to her feet abruptly as I approach her and she begins to walk to the door, hiding her face from looking down at my naked body.Laugh erupts from my stomach, not at her action but at the fact that the door is locked and the keys are with me.There is no escape route.