|Excerpt| Iris was taking small steps to her husband's study. She had a medical file in her hand with tears in her eyes while she tightly gripped the file. Without knocking she entered the study to find her husband with a lawyer beside him. "Honey..", Iris started while looking down but was cut by a dark alluring voice. "Don't honey me you filthy women, just sign these divorce papers and take whatever you want and get out of my estate." Listening this Iris looked up and gasped as she looked in the dead eyes of her husband. | • | Iris Knight or now just Iris has been through alot in these past two years. Navigating her way since she got that report has been quite a task. Now broken beyond repair or as she believes she just lives without any hope... | • | Tristan Knight had it all money, power and most importantly the love of his life. But losing her due to some morphed photos have turned him into a ruthless and cold man with only goal being to find his flower... | • | So what will happen when Tristan and Iris finally after two years come face to face. Regrets, hatred, love, forgiveness, misery, happiness, sadness, hope, jealousy and trust; with so many emotion cruising what and who will win at what stake? With two most important question remaining like a mystery; What happened to Iris in the past two years and what was there in the file...
View MoreIRIS POVA fresh start.How wonderful these words sounded. And when he said these words he had a deeper meaning to them.I know it very well that he is hiding something from me but somehow I know it has to be in my favor.That's why I don't want to know.I muttered these word under my breath as I pushed open the doors.In front of me proudly stood a vast orchard garden.Ahead of me, it was decked with different types of flowers lined up with fruit trees having those of apples and berries.Small little bushes to the multiple colors of daisies, lilies and roses.It was beautiful. I had always dreamed of having a garden. Nature was something that I closely relate to. It always gave me strength and inspired me.I put both my hands over my mouth to stop myself from gasping.
TRISTAN POVStupid!I shouldn't have touched her like that. She might have forgotten the past but she hasn't let go of that trauma yet. I am not one to add to it.It will take time. Those wounds are deeper, deeper going inside her soul and heart, penetrating it's essence to leaving it hollow.Like in the past...I shouldn't have done that.I still am not able to understand is it a good thing that she has forgotten about her past or not. The doctor told me she might get flashes of the past that can trigger her now improving health.I have to be careful.I looked at my side to see her face being hidden behind her dense, silk like locks of hair.“I'm sorry."I said sincerely.She turned in my direction and passed me a small genuine smile.
IRISThree weeks later...A yawn left my mouth. I have been reading the book in my hand from the past two hours.What is it called? Alchemist yeah Alchemist.As I tried to move my back hurt but I dare not say a word otherwise my boss aka Tristan as he likes to be called by me will throw another tantrum. Let me tell you he is such a child.Always throwing tantrums but it is somewhat cute to see such a masculine and grown up man pouting."Do you want to sleep Iris?", Tristan asked me softly and I nodded my head.For the first week when I woke up from coma he used to call me with all sorts of endearments but I wasn't comfortable with it.Firstly he is my boss and secondly it left me embarrassed. Even the nurses used to giggle."Lo....Iris come back to earth.", Tristan stated.
THIRD PERSON POVIt is hard.So hard to open her eyes but she had to, to see the world again. She heard a faint voice. She wasn't sure whose voice it was but she felt encouragement to open her eyes.HarderShe whispered to herself and soon she felt she could move her palm.A bit moreShe encouraged herself and soon her eyes much to their restriction opened up. The light was annoying, she wanted to groan but it felt like soot was pushed down her throat.She looked up to find a tall man standing there looking at her. Soon a glass of cold water was pressed against her lips and she drank it greedily.Soon her vision cleared up and she could make out there was a face. She looked up at his sharp feature and tried to make out who he was."Fine darling you have the job.", her new boss exclaimed.
TRISTAN POVMiracleThey say it was a miracle that Iris heart has been restored.She came out of the mouth of death and I am very proud of her. After all she is my flower.She is strong, very strong.When her heart stopped that day I thought I lost her. The thought still sends chill down my spine but the doctor rushed in, threw me out of the room and started giving her shocks.That was the last hope and you know what somehow it worked. It was dangerous but it worked.Right now I am sitting next to mio fiore and this feels home.Being with her feels home. Her tiny palms are cold, very cold but I hope my warm hand can provide her some warmth.They say that a person in coma can listen to you, just can't respond.So I do it each day, I read to her, talk to her, braid her
THIRD PERSON Patience, it is a difficult thing to keep. The more we wait the more anxious one becomes. This was the same case with Tristan.It has been two months since Iris had been in coma and he is loosing his sanity along with his hope.The day it all started is still crystal clear in his mind.Tristan left Iris room after confessing his feelings to her. He was content. Things were now going in the right direction. Iris was slowly and slowly accepting him. He was sure that one day Iris would forgive him.Yes he was anxiously waiting for that day when his mio fiore would forgive him. He had his hopes high and the thing that took him by surprise was Iris instant approval to go on a date with him. He couldn't be more happy.He walked to his room with a small smile on
IRIS POVI looked at the white ceiling. White the colour that can be changed to any colour by just adding a bit of colour in it. The colour that is put at last in any painting.I have been in a hospital room many times but this time it was different because it wasn't me who was lying on the bed. It wasn't me who was in pain, it was Tristan.Its been three days since the kidnapping and Tristan was still to wake up. I just had some stitches on my forehead and my cheek was swollen but other than that I am fine.But in the case of Tristan the bullet entered his body from the back from the left side and grazed his heart. He is not in coma just that his body needs time to heal.I looked around the room to find nothing interesting. Suddenly a nurse entered the room."When will he wake up? ", I asked the nurse."He will wake up an
IRIS POVI looked around the room. No movements. Maybe the monsters have forgotten about me. I hope maybe. But all my hopes died as I heard the opening of the door. Soon the lights were turned on and I closed my eyes due the sensitivity of my eyes to the light at the moment."Is dear flower scared?", I heard the disgusting voice of Tobias.I opened my eyes to see the monsters."You need to be strong.", my subconscious mind pleaded to me.Yes I need to stay strong. I can't let them over power me this time. I have gone through hell once and I can go through it again.I felt someone pulling my hair as a scream escaped my mouth."How bad, a beautiful face had been ruined.", Tobias stated with fake sympathy. The next thing I know is that he put pressure on the right side of my head. It was at that moment I realised that I had a
IRIS POVI slowly opened my eyes to meet with darkness. The room was completely dark. I felt exhausted as if someone had suck all of my energy. I tried to move but I couldn't.I was tied with the chair. My hands and legs both were tied. I tried to break free but it was of no use. The ropes were so tightly knotted that it was penetrating in my wrist."Someone help me.", I cried but it was of no use. No one was there to help me. I looked around the room for any source of light but I couldn't find any. But how did I enter the monsters' trap.I rested my head on Tristan' chest. None of us has talked for a while and now I was starting to get worried."Who did it?", Tristan asked through his gritted teeth.I sighed. I never thought I would t
TristanTwo years!Two freaking years since I have been looking for mio fiore.I still remember the first time she entered my office for the interview of a personal assistant. She use to stammer at every sentence. But I don't blame her because I knew full well that I was quite intimidating to her.But she was perfect. My flower, the way she use to smile and laugh. The way she broke my walls with such an ease. She was amazing.Epitome of innocence. She was so naive for this cruel world that I always found this need to protect her. So selfless, caring and always helpful.My Iris had all the qualities that I could never have. She completed me.She provided me with a purpose. A purpose I was searching for so long.I dated her for six months and then I proposed her. I even have a picture of her where she was crying as I slipped...
Billionaire's Ex-Wife by Horizonbreeze03 is a slice-of-life romantic novel with bits of drama. Iris and Tristan married for love. Tristan is an ideal husband. He cares for Iris and is financially stable. Things turn upside when malicious photos of Iris reach Tristan's hand. Feeling betrayed, Tristan divorces Iris and becomes a cold and ruthless man. After two years, they meet again. The ghost of their failed past haunts them. But there seems to be another story from what Tristan knew two years ago. Can Iris prove that she has never betrayed him? Does he have the heart to believe her at all?
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