NathanBefore I can stare at the hickey for too long, the elevator doors open and Layla rushes out. She doesn't even look back to wait for Trish despite being from the same department. I know it's because she's only trying to get away from me as soon as possible.After a few more employees step out of the elevator, the doors close again to get to the next floor and I clench my jaw, trying so hard not to punch the steel walls or something.While I make my way to my office, I still can't stop thinking about that hickey. Did she have this yesterday as well? Or did she get it last night? I know I'm torturing myself with these questions, but I can't help it. I need to know who her boyfriend is. I hate to admit it, but her hickey has bothered me more than it should.Even as my new management team and I discuss new strategies regarding how we'll run Tech-Beet and what needs to change, I still can't seem to forget about her and that fucking hickey on her neck.During coffee break, everyone el
Nathan Layla could be going anywhere right now. It could be the restaurant, home or to even see a friend. There's no way I can be sure she's going to see her boyfriend, but even if that's the case, what right do I have to do this? I look ahead and her car's already out of sight. I'm glad it is, because this isn't how I want things to be. When I saw her for the first time among my new staff, all I wanted to do was get an opportunity to speak to her so I could apologize. I wanted to tell her everything I've been through over the years while thinking about what I put her through. That's all it was supposed to be, so how has it come to this? Why am I so bothered by her new life and her new man? As I think about what I've just done, I slam the steering wheel a few times, then lean back in my seat. This needs to stop. My main goal is still to just have a conversation with her. She obviously hates me even more after seeing me with Miranda, but I don't want her to get the wrong idea. I'm
Layla As the hall erupts in celebration and everyone around me rises to their feet, I remain in my seat, frozen in place as I hear my heart pound in my ears despite all the noise around me. Nothing could've prepared me for such an announcement. Even as the celebration carries for a few more seconds, I still can't seem to react in any way, and I barely blink as I stare right at him. He looks all around with a smile, but his gaze feels more intense when he looks at me. Quickly, he looks away and tries to grab everyone's attention. Despite his efforts, he struggles with it as everyone around me is in such high spirits that they can't seem to contain themselves, including Trish and Dave. I'm the only one not taking part as I realize what this means for me. This isn't what I was expecting and it goes against everything I've planned for me to begin my revenge. "Everyone, please settle down," he says loudly. "I'm not yet finished." I glare at him as I breathe hard, and he looks right a
NathanAs James awaits my response, I look to the side with a scoff."Don't be ridiculous," I say to him."You looked away. That means you're lying to me!" He straightens up.I huff. "I'm telling you the truth. This isn't because of Layla.""You can fool everyone else, but you're definitely not fooling me. It's pretty obvious that she'd be one of the first to go had you been onboard with our decision. That's why you've left it up to her to either stay or resign.""You're just thinking too much. Fine, let's just say you're right. Why would I do this only because of her? It's not like she'd financially suffer."He strokes his chin, slowly pacing. "Hmm...now that I think about it, you make a good point. Driving a car like that, her boyfriend's wealthy and we both know it. That's -""If you're just going to further talk about her boyfriend, then stop right there." I poke my cheek.He chuckles. "The topic really gets on your nerves, huh?""It's not funny." "Alright...alright. I'll give it
LaylaIt's evening and as the rain pours heavily outside, it matches the tears dripping from my eyes and down my sweat drenched face.It's been ten minutes now and I'm still heartbroken and in shock as I look down at the divorce papers on the living room table.Nathan and I have only been married for eight months and it's already gone downhill so fast.He's had a hard time ever since both his parents died in the private jet accident.I've done nothing but stand by his side and every time, he's only pushed me away.When he told me he needed to have our bedroom to himself so he could cope, I assumed he just needed more time so I let him be. The last thing I expected is this divorce.Desperate to find him, I run around the mansion. I even take the built in elevator and the entire time, more tears stream down my face no matter how many times I wipe them away.It feels like an eternity trying to find him and when I can't do it anymore, I inquire from the house chef, who tells me he's out b
NathanAfter another day of clashing with my siblings over the billion dollar estate my parents left behind, I'm once again wishing there was a will. What hurts the most is they didn't know that was the fate they would meet that day.Now that it's evening, here I am, on my way to see Miranda. She's the only one who makes me forget about all this misery around me.I hope Layla signs the divorce papers soon. That way, I don't have to see her face when I get home. Even having breakfast with her is unbearable.The sight of her only reminds me of the huge losses I suffered. Before my parents, it was our baby. I was so excited to be a father that I already had so much planned.She lost the baby early in the second trimester due to a health condition but that didn't make it any easier. Seeing her just reminds me of how unhappy I am with her now. In my life, she symbolizes loss and I don't want that. I already have enough to deal with.Not only that, but Miranda, the girl I was so in love wi
LaylaIt's been six months now since the divorce was finalized and that was the last time I saw Nathan.I have to admit that it was difficult to adapt to my living situation as I came to New York and had to start afresh, but now I can handle myself.I wanted nothing to do with Nathan, which meant cutting off all ties that would link me back to anyone from the Partridge family.His siblings have always been so full of themselves so it was easy, except one of them has an adorable little girl who's fond of me. Still, it was best to cut all ties with them.Not only did I block Nathan's personal and work phone numbers, I even blocked him on social media so he'd never contact me again and I don't have to see what he's up to. Even though Pamela still travels a lot, we stay in touch. During the first few weeks after the divorce, Nathan called her a few times to find out where I was. Being the loyal best friend she is to me, she's refused to tell him anything each time.I eventually told her
LaylaFor someone living in a small neighborhood, Louis seems like he can afford to rent out the most expensive suite.I don't want to be nosy, so I don't even point that out.Jogging with him is pleasant and it feels great to have some company that doesn't throw sexual comments at me.When I can't jog anymore, I pause to catch my breath and he stops, too."Giving up already?" He shakes his head."Yes.""I can tell." He chuckles.My throat is so dry that the water I have isn't enough to quench my thirst and it seems I'm too obvious because he offers to buy more for me.Though I want to decline, I need it so I agree.Because we've been jogging for a long time, we're already close to a convenience store so he leads the way.He's so tall that I have to look up just to take a look at his silky blond hair. He also has the perfect muscle tone.Once in the store, I take my water bottle and it's time for him to pay the salesperson, a young lady like me, but he rummages through his pockets for