Sarah's POVI just laid helplessly, as my mother who never liked John, scolded him for letting me get hurt. “Mum. It wasn't his fault,” I tried to call her to order. “But it happened under his watch. I can't be wrong about that,” she said. “Just calm down mum,” I pleaded. She eventually left John alone and took a seat on the edge of the bed. She was accompanied by Lily. “So it's true? You were really shot,” she said surprisingly. “Is this a joke or something,” I asked. She scoffed. “You look beat up. Compared to the last time I saw you. Looks like Superman wasn't there to rescue.” “I swear, I'll have your ass beat up when i get up from here,” I threatened jokingly. Everyone responded with an outburst of laughter. “How did this happen?” Mum asked curiously. “I should be asking the questions. Who told you that I was in the hospital?” I turned the tables. Mum sighed. “The doctor suspected it was my daughter, so he called immediately, and here I am.” “That doctor is one snit
John's POVImmediately, I had my eyes set on Rosaline and Rebecca, my instincts flared, and I had the sudden urge to attack her. But Sarah, who read my emotions at the moment, quickly grabbed my arm softly. Rebecca and Rosaline both smirked as they walked away. “You should have let me deal with her,” I said furiously. “They don't deserve to spoil our night,” Sarah replied. I sighed and walked into the mall. Sarah was right anyway. They are worthless to even come in the way of ruining the fun I expect to have this night. “By the way, you never cease to amaze me, Baby,” I said while looking into Sarah's pretty eyes. She giggled. “Again with the flattering, darling. You need to stop this.” I chuckled. “Oh, come one. You know you deserve more than this.” “I don't understand.” She had a look of confusion, displayed over her face. “I mean, sometimes I feel like I don't deserve you,” I said softly, with my eyes locked onto hers. She placed her soft hand on my chest and leaned cl
Sarah's POVWe were left in a moment of shock. We didn’t see this coming. I knew John made sure to destroy the documents. “Babe, how did they get the documents about the contract? I thought you deleted it,” I asked confusingly. “I seriously don't understand how any of this is happening. Wait a second,” John said as he quickly rushed to the safe where he had most documents stored. That was when he found out that the safe had been tampered with. “Damn! You've got to be kidding. This ain't happening,” he lamented. “What's wring, darling?” I noticed the perplexed look on his face. “The document, it is gone. I was going to destroy it today, but it is nowhere to be found,” he revealed. I could feel my heart panicking. “Who di yiy feel had access to take it?” “Rosaline. They must have used Rosaline because she could easily get close to me without raising suspicion,” he replied. My phone started ringing, and it was my mother. “You need to take that call,” John suggested. “Hello, m
John's POVThat speech given by Sarah left a lot of people thrilled. Even though it stirred some hate comments, there were people who began to realise that our newfound love for each other was genuine. “You left me shocked with that speech. Look, the press has been on it for days now.” Sarah chuckled. “I wasn't going to sit back and watch them make a full of the man I love.” I smiled. “I guess I underestimated you so much.” While we were both trying to have a good time together, in the sitting room, I got a notification on my phone. I opened it, and it was footage of what was happening at my gate. Sarah's mother was here to look for me, but my security workers restricted her. “Let her in,” I gave the order immediately. I didn't want issues to get more complicated than it is by leaving her to stand in front of my gate for the whole day. She rushed into my sitting room and went straight for Sarah. This time around, she came with Lily. “What is the meaning of this, mum?” Sara
Sarah's POVThe day was here. I was going to stand and prove to these people that I am happy to have John. I walked into the court, and trust me, walking in wasn't easy. We had a lot of people waiting to hear from us. The press had several questions to ask. I sat next to John, who sat right next to the lawyer he employed to take care of the case. The court stood up in honour of the Judge entrance, and the jury followed. I looked over to the next desk, and there was my mother. Charles, Rebecca, and Rosaline were all seated among the other civilians in court. My mother looked at me from where she was sitting, and the looms on her face weren't friendly at all. “Have you seen the look on her face?” I asked John. “Yes. She isn't happy. There's no lie about that,” he replied. The court case began with a claim made by my mother herself. “Your honour, I would love you to permit the accuser to speak for herself,” the lawyer said. “You can proceed,” the Judge approved. My mother st
John's POVThe Judge adjourned the court case to resume in two weeks. I grabbed Sarah's hand softly as we both walked out of the court. Juliette called out to Sarah, but it was obvious that Sarah didn't want to have any discussion with her. I walked past where Risaine and Charles were all standing, and Rosaline didn't have the nerves to look into my eyes. I am happy she didn't anyway. Because I was ready to push my fingers and bulge out her eyeballs immediately. “You did great there anyway,” I complemented Sarah.“There's no way you're saying that after seeing how I made a mess of myself out there,” she replied shockingly. I smiled and kissed her forehead. “You spoke the truth, and that settles it. You were also bold to confess your love for me. What more can I ask for?” She giggled. “I want them to know that I am unloved with you, and there's no fantasy in it anyway.” Suddenly, Charles held onto my hand from behind while I was about to reach my car in the car park. “Greeting
Sarah's POVThis is impossible. This can't be happening. Without thinking twice, I grabbed the remote and turned the television off. “Don't worry babe. They are telling lies. It isn't true. Trust me,” I said anxiously. I started panicking and a sudden feeling of restlessness within me. “Relax darling. If they want me arrested, then their is no chaaging it,” he replied calmly. I don't think he understands that it is hard for me to survive a night without him. “I can't sleep, knowing fully that you're behind bars,” I lamented. He didn't give me any reply. He just sighed and looked up to the roof. Suddenly, I started hearing sounds of siring approaching our house. My fear was gradually turning into reality. I wasn't even allowed enough time to think. With every ticking of the clock, the sirens drew closer. But John looked very calm regarding everything. He wasn't disturbed in anyway. “You look relaxed. Can't you hear the sirens? Let us escape!” I yelled. He smiled. “I can'
John's POVTwo days in this hell-hole has been a thorn in my flesh. I have been beaten on two occasions by men who I haven't seen in my life. They all seem to be acting under somebody's order. The warden and other prison workers don't care about my case, by the way. To them, I am better off dead than alive. “Don't be too hard on yourself, John. Just try to avoid them,” Louis, an old man in my cell, said. Louis has been the only person who never seemed to have hatred for me. He was free and accommodating.Louis has been here for as long as 40 years.I sighed. “I don't mind being inside here. I just need to know why they want to kill me.” “Don't be too curious. You might end up with your head on a platter,” he replied huskily. “I am just tired of having my ass kicked when I least expect it,” I lamented. He sighed frustratingly and sat upright on his bed. “So, tell me. Why did you get in here? You don't look soft, so it must be something heavy.” “It's something I don't wish to
Sarah's POVFinally! I felt it was a dream. Walking down the aisle and the sound of wind beside the beach. It was all a moment I could never forget. My heart's deepest wish was granted. John was finally my husband, and fully mine. Nobody had the right to come in between us. “You look gorgeous this morning, Mrs Stones,” John announced as he walked into the swimming pool section where I was busy having a trip down the sweet memories. He walked to where I sat and wrapped his hand around me as he sat behind me. We both kissed for a while and then looked into each other's eyes while we let out a soft smile. “How was your night?” I asked softly. “It was perfect. What more could be better than sleeping with the knowledge that you're now my wife,” he flattered. I giggled. “Stop flattering me, baby.” “As far as we're together, I can't stop flattering you,” he chuckled. “How long are we going to be in Paris?” I asked curiously. “Your maternity leave just began in Paris,” he replied
John's POVRaymond's wedding raised questions in Sarah's head. Judging from her body language, I could tell how desperate she was for me to start making plans for our wedding. “What are your plans for the wedding?” Raymond asked curiously. I was beginning to feel that these questions were all orchestrated by Sarah herself. Rosaline had come earlier with the same question, and her father too did the same thing. But I left all of them clueless. “Come clean. Did she send you to ask me?” I asked Raymon. “No. Chill out, dude. I am just curious to know what the big man is planning,” he said. I looked at him closely, trying to see if he was behaving suspiciously, but there was no sign towards that anyway. “I have plans. But Sarah is growing impatient by the day,” I replied. “You can't blame her. Her pregnancy is beginning to grow prominent by the day, and she really wants to tie the knot with you. Every woman wants to be at the altar with her fiancée,” he explained. “I get your po
Sarah's POVI had a little to ask my father. “You look so much like your mother when she was so young. Those eyes remind me of her loving heart,” my father said as he went down memory lane. “What happened between you two? Don't lie to me because she also told me that you both got into a really rough situation,” I said. He took a deep breath. “There's nothing to hide anyway. Yes, we both got into a bad situation, and it was all my fault.” His expression gradually changed into a very sad and moody one. “I was a jerk to her. Everything happened because of me anyway,” he continued. “What do you mean, dad?” I asked. “I used to beat her up for fun. Unfortunately, I did these when you were there. You would always make an attempt to defend her from me, but I will ignore you,” he explained. Tears had already started clouding up in his eyes, and I could see how remorseful he was for his actions. “It just felt like I couldn't stop. Like…something was pushing me,” he continued. “So, she
John's POVThe clue has been in my hands since, and I was ignorant about it. “How did you get this picture?” Sarah asked shockingly. “This… Come with me. We're going back to the correctional centre. I think I know who your father is,” I replied as we made a rush out of the house. “What are you talking about?” Sarah's confusion deepened. “Just follow me. Trust me,” I urged. It was still 6 pm, so there was a little window for us to gain access. “Good evening, sir. Please, we would love to see Louis,” I pleaded with the guard as we got into the correctional centre. “I am sorry, sir. We don't accept visitors by this time of the day,” he replied bluntly. “You need to understand, sir. This is very important,” I persisted. “Look, sir. I suggest that you please leave this place at once. Except you want to be meat for the night,” he said angrily. “Come on, man. Work with me. I could give you something in return,” I whispered. “Now you're talking. How much are we looking at?” His exc
Sarah's POVWe moved from prison to prison, searching for clues as to my father's whereabouts. But all we kept getting were negative replies. John was as frustrated as I was. But he wasn't ready to leave my side. “Good afternoon, sir. I am sorry we had to disturb your peaceful afternoon,” John said as we both walked into the warden's office. Edward was replaced by another warden, and he looked quite rigid. “I don't have a problem, as long as you guys make your visit fast,” he said with a baritone voice. “Oh, we are just here to ask you if you know about a man named Reese in this prison,” I said politely. “I am sorry, but that name hasn't been mentioned within these walls since I've been here,” He gave a straight reply without looking at our faces. “You could probably look at the records, I guess…” “You need to leave. I have provided the information you needed,” he interjected rudely. “Just give us a listening ear,” I said firmly. “Leave my office immediately. Silly humans
John's POVRaymond's news was the news I have been waiting for. Sarah's questions kept coming but I wasn't ready to answer them. “Just wait until we get to the station. You will see it for yourself,” I replied firmly. Immediately we got to the police station, I quickly rushed out of the car with Sarah and rushed into the building. “Where is he?” I asked desperately. Raymond quickly pointed towards the interrogation room. Without further hesitation, I quickly rushed into the interrogation room. I raged towards Johnson and gave him a firm punch to the face. It didn't end with one punch. I kept punching him over and over until Raymond rushed in and pulled me away from him. “Get yourself together, man. He isn't worth the stress,” he said. “Let me deal with him. He's the fault my fiancée is in all this pain and trauma. Her mother was supposed to be alive if not for that scum sitting there,” I yelled angrily while struggling to loosen Raymond's grip on me. “Calm your nerves man.
Sarah's POV After what happened with Rebecca the other day, I have been sick and worried about John. He has a lot of enemies, and you can't tell when he is going to get attacked again. I heaved a deep sigh of frustration as I used my right hand to massage my forehead. I was feeling a little bit stressed, and I sure could use a break. I have been working seriously these few days, and John warned me against that. “Do you need some rest, ma'am,” Grace said as she walked into my office unannounced. “You didn't knock? Do you think you can just walk in at will?” I asked angrily. “I am sorry, ma. I have been at it for a while now. I kept knocking, but you didn't give me any response,” she replied softly. “My bad. Maybe I didn't hear you. Gosh!! I have a lot of things going on in my head,” I lamented. “I am sorry ma'am. You need to have some rest. I can help you handle these emails. That is why I am your PA,” she suggested calmly. “You seem so nice. I guess I ha
John's POVI know I felt a little bit of remorse for treating Rebecca the way I did, but that didn't mean there was room to trust her. “Calm down,darling. I kay cane here to speak with you,” she replied. “How the fuck did you get in?” I asked curiously. “I told you earlier, you can't keep me away,” she said with a quite suspicious smile. “I'm finding it hard to believe a single word you say,” I said. “I don't eddy you to trust me, John. I just cane ro say hello to your fiancée by the way,” she replied. “Take her inside. Make sure you don't let her out of your sight,” I instructed Parker as I handed Sarah's protection over to him. Parker quickly moved up the stairs with Sarah's hand in his. She looked very worried, but I sent out a wink, assuring her that I was going to be fine. “So, now she's away. Can we spend some alone time?” She asked seductively as she made an attempt to take off her dress. “That is not happening with the both of us. I am engaged, and I suggest that yo
John's POV“What's the update, man?” I asked as I walked into an abandoned warehouse. Raymond was able to catch one of the men who worked with Johnson. So we brought him in for a little interrogation. “We've been having a peaceful interrogation, but I can't get him to speak up,” he replied with blood over his fist. “Oh, come on, man. Don't you think you were a little bit hard in him. You should have started with some Russian manicure before beating him. I'm sure he would not withsatdn the pain of three fingers,” I said. Raymond smirked. “You remind me of the good old days.” “So, back to business. Where did he stop?” I said. The victim gave off muffled noises and screams as I approached him. Fortunately, we were able to get good information. He gave us his address, and Raymond didn't hesitate to call his friend who works for the LAPD. “Are you sure you trust this man to handle this situation?” I asked cautiously. “Yes, relax. He's nothing close to Johnson. He can be trusted,