“How is she?”
“She’s stable but because of the stress she went through, she’s a little drained”
“But she’s okay right?”
I hear soft whispers around me. I hate it when people talk when I’m trying to sleep.Do they not see a soul that needs resting?
Wait, where am I?
Resisting the urge to yell at the source of the voices, I squint my eyes open slowly. I expect it to be burned by the early morning sun but it’s not. I open my eyes further and I realize that it’s dark outside.
I’m back in the hotel room.
Memories of what happened this morning comes rushing in and I’m filled with sudden fear as I remember me passing out.
“My Baby. Is my baby okay? Tell me my baby is okay!”
I hear a beeping go off next to me. It’s a heart monitor.
“Relax, Olivia, you need to rest” Anthony say
"All the redundancy packages concluded?" I hear Anthony ask.Slowly, I open my eyes.He's sitting on the couch in the bedroom, his phone pressed against his ear."And the cost?..." He whistles between his teeth. "Sheesh...that was one expensive mistake..."I sit up, rubbing my eyes with the back of my index."And Conner?...Have Piper send me the schematics. Conner said he'd cracked the problem..." He finally notices me, he sends me a small tight-lipped smile of acknowledgement which I roll my eyes at."There's a plot of land here that I'm interested in but I want to see what Maldives will offer if we move in....Yeah, get Mark to call..." he wanders out of the bedroom. I assume it's so I can no longer hear his conversation.I get off the bed and open up my suitcase to grab some clothes.Deciding on some leggings and a big hoody, I shuffle into the ba
The cool wind hits my face, blowing my hair in several directions as I stand by the sea shore, staring vaguely into the deep, blue water and wondering if I’ll have a baby girl or boy...and if Anthony will still be a father to him or her...and of I’ll meet the man of my dreams someday who will love not just me but everything that comes with me including my child.My mind wanders to the time I lashed out at Anthony. The thought sends a shrill down my spine. I don’t know what came over me...what the hell was I even mad about?‘The fact that he chose not to kiss you’ my subconscious supplies, batting her lashes innocently. I shut her out but even I know she’s kinda right.But why? Why would I be mad that he didn’t kiss me?It must be the pregnancy. Hormones...that’s a logical explanation right?‘Wrong. Completely wrong...you want to know why? I’ll tell you...’ my subconscious resurfaces and I
I've been in my bedroom since yesterday, avoiding Anthony.The beach house, unlike the hotel has 2 bedrooms and we don't have to use the same bathroom which is a big help when you're trying to avoid someone.That works for a while. I've just pulled on some sweats when..."Olivia?" Anthony calls from the other side of the door."Um...yeah?" I call back quietly."I ordered breakfast" he informs, dryly "Come have some before it goes cold"I hear him walking away.Do I want to? I mean, yes I'm hungry but do I want to see him.What am I doing? Olivia Hart fears nothing'Even a little kiss?' My subconscious tauntsShe's right, it was just a little kiss, doesn't mean anything.But why did it affect me the way it did though?
He's here, in front of me 8 years later...and he's married to her.He was mine...and now he's hers.She stole him from me.'He was never yours' my subconscious reminds me.'Yes, he was' I reply.'You never said yes' says my subconscious.Peter was a nerd back in high school. He was never noticed by anyone especially Molly...she never even knew he existed until he started hanging out with me.She's always wanted everything I had, that's the main reason we never got along.Back in the day, I was a real menace, caused a ruckus everywhere I went...got detention most times...Liam had to cover for me a lot (got in so much trouble because of me) but nobody could blame me; I was going through a really tough time and everybody respected that.It was fruitless to try to make me see reason but t
It's been one week in Maldives and we leave tonight.I know I didn't want to come on this trip before but now, I'm so glad I did...not like I had a choice anyway.Anthony and I have become a lot more comfortable with each other.Funny how I never wondered about his mother...apparently, she's abroad somewhere and he named Grace Manufactures and Holdings after her.He loves her a lot and she loves him too...much unlike my mom."Liv?" Anthony calls out."Out here" I call back.I'm sitting on a lounge chair, sipping a glass of lemon juice, dressed in an Ekouaer Pajamas Set which I just purchased. It's black with the caption 'Let Me Sleep' and I just love it."Hi" I smile when he comes into view."You know your baby bump's starting to show" he observes.I look down at my growing belly and place a hand over it."It is, isn't it? Who knew pregnancy would look so cool on me?" I muse."What should we na
We're back in New York. Mr. Wayne, the same pilot from before just announced that."Ready?" Anthony says to me softly.I nod and follow closely behind him.Mr Wayne is outside when we get out with a woman pilot, who is blonde."Mr Trevelyan. Mrs Trevelyan" Mr Wayne bows politely."Hi, Scott" I smile, dropping the formality.His looks surprised for a second but recovers quickly."Hello, Mrs Trevelyan" he smiles, politely."Just call me Olivia""Not if you still want to keep your job" Anthony growls, shooting Scott the most piercing glare.Scott clears his throat awkwardly and I feel bad for him.Why's Anthony such a dick?Anthony strides elegantly away from us"He's just jealous" I say to Scott, loud enough for Anthony to hear "he's very um...possessive so
I wake up earlier than usual to make breakfast for myself and avoid Violet at all cost while I'm at it.I slip my feet into my fluffy slippers, shove my phone in the pocket of my Pajamas shorts and stroll out of my room.Going down to the kitchen, I recall my last encounter with Violet about cooking ingredients. A shrill goes up my spine as Anthony's angry face pops up in my memory.Angry Anthony scares me, frankly but that's a good thing because any Anthony scares most people and Olivia Hart isn't most people so just angry's good...plus hardly anybody's nice when their angry."Ahhhh!" I shriek when Anthony's image comes up suddenly in front of me. He's wearing a white tee and boxer shorts."Be quiet, will you?" He says in a hushed voice."Well, you startled me" I glare at him."Well, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry"Did Anthony Trevelyan just apologize to me? Am I dreaming?"Did...did you just say sorry?" I ask, pursing my
"What are you doing here, Anthony?" I repeat when he doesn't answer."Take a seat Ms. Hart" he hisses angrily.Gosh, he's really mad. What's wrong?"What the hell are you doing here, Anthony? And why are you so mad?""That's no way to talk to your boss, Ms. Hart" he spits.Is he delirious? Did he just say boss? What the hell?"Boss?" I snort "You better get out of here, I came here for an interview""Then sit your a*s on that chair" he growls."What the hell got you so angry? And why are you taking it all out on me? And why do you think you're my boss?" My voice softens at the end of that and I take a seat."Olivia" he closes his eyes and when he opens them again, they're softer."Okay, let's start with one...what's your problem?""You""Me?" I ask in disbelief "What did I do?""Why did you apply for this interview as Olivia Hart?""Uh...what would you have had me do?" My eyebrows furro
"Rise and shine, you big baby"I'm awoken by Anthony trailing soft kisses all over my face."What a pleasant way to be woken up" I grin "You have my approval to wake me up like this every morning, dear husband"Or is it husband to be now?"I'll be sure to remember that, beautiful wife but right now, you need to take a shower" He pulls me to a sitting position."Need to?" I say, putting a hand to chest in mock horror "so you're saying I stink""I'm just saying" he shrugs, smirking "I know someone who would gladly give you good bath""Oh, really? Just make sure it's a hot guy then we're good" I smile and give him a quick peck on the lips."I think you'll like him very much" he says, pulling me back and deepening the kiss."Will I?" I murmur against his lips."I think you will"Without taking his lips off mine, he lifts me and with me in his arms, he climbs off the bed.Putting me down, he pulls away.
After two more days at the hospital, I'm allowed to go home.Anthony and I stopped by at Liam's apartment first to grab a few things I need.As we approach the mansion gate, it's getting dark outside, memories start to flood my mind and tears spring to my eyes."What's wrong, baby?" He asks, quietly, noticing my change in mood."Nothing" I shake my head, trying and failing to stop my tears from rushing down."Tell me" he orders."It's... Just that the...um, the last time I was here...oh, Anthony, I'm so sorry" I unfasten my seatbelt and turn to face him "...It was so stupid of me to leave you for so long just because... I'm sorry for my childish attitude""Hey, hey" he pauses to give a nod of acknowledgement to the staffs that bow their head in gesture of a greeting "your childish attitude is exactly what got me so into you"A huge grin takes over my tear-stained face "Mr. Trev, are you saying you're into me?" I muse.
There's pain everywhere. Everywhere and everything hurts.I try to move my hands, then my legs but nothing moves. I can't open my eyes either. I hear hushed whispers. I try to make out what they're saying."Her ribs are bruised and she has a hairline fracture to her skull but her vital signs are stable""Why is she unconscious?" Anthony says, his voice filled with agony that makes me want to jump up and give him a hug."Mrs Trevalyan has suffered a major contusion to her head but her brain activity is normal. Just give it some time. She'll wake up soon"Where's Emerald? What happened to my baby?I helplessly try to say something, open my eyes but it's hopeless.A few seconds filled with pain later, unconsciousness starts to claim me again, stealing me away from the pain.I wake again. I'm blind, mute and aching absolutely everywhere. My ey
Violet ventures into the room with a wicked smile on her face."Where's my daughter?" I spit "It's been hours""Relax" she smirks "you'll get to hold your daughter for the last few minutes of your miserable life"I want nothing more than to slap the stupid smirk off her face as she moves closer to me."Violet" I groan."Shut up, b***h" her hand makes contact with my cheek, hard.I wince a little but cover it up and say, dryly "Wow, Violet, you been practicing that, haven't you? I must admit, you've gotten a bit better""I've gotten a lot better, you a*****e" she raises her hand again and this time strikes hard on my other cheek."Just a reminder, I can beat you to a pulp easily" I smirk back."Do that" she pauses, narrowing her eyes at me "and you'll never see your beloved Emerald again"Touché. She has me cornered.Soon, she starts throwing punches and flinging slaps so hard, I actually start to bel
As we exit the bank, we spot the van almost immediately with a lady whose hair is pulled up in a tight ponytail just like mine standing next to it typing away on her phone.As we approach, she raises her head and smiles smugly at the sight of us."I'll take those" she says to the clerks as she opens up the trunk.She stretches out her hand and the clerks look to me for permission.I nod and they hand her the bags one after the other."Great, let's go" she says, icily and I take a deep breath."Thanks a lot" I say to the clerks "I appreciate your help and promise to make it up to you soon"They both nod and scurry off into the bank."Get in" The lady spits, harshly.I rush quickly into the vehicle and slide the door shut."Phone" she groans like I'm stupid.I hand her a phone and she tosses
It's almost eleven a.m as I drive over to Anthony's house to get the chequebook.A few of the staffs who look very surprised to see receive me rather warmly and offer to call Anthony to let him know I'm here.I dismiss them as quick as I could without being rude then quickly make my way to Anthony's home office.It's only when I'm trying to open the drawers, do I realize that I'm shaking with panic.Okay, deep breaths. Relax. You're going to save Emerald.I wrench open one drawer after the other in search of the chequebook.I soon find the right drawer. There are about five chequebooks. Looking through each one, I find the one which has Mr A. Trevalyan and Mrs J. Trevalyan.Now, to go save my baby.Wait, how the hell am I going to carry the money. It must a lot of cash. I'm gonna need a bag or two? How big is five million dollars anyway?I take a deep breath and in a more composed manner, I stride to the bedroom I shared
"You're not going, of course you're not so...we...we should call the boss...tell..." Amanda starts as soon as I end the call with Violet."I'm going" I say simply and she turns red."What...what did you just say? 'Cause I heard something like...""That's what I said, Amanda. I'm going to meet up with Violet" I say again, with confidence.I'm getting my baby back."You can't do that. She won't give her back to you. We have to call the boss, he'll know what to do" she frowns."Anthony?" I spit the name, bitterly "Didn't you hear him? He hates me. He won't care""He doesn't hate you" she argues "...and obviously, he'll care very much"I don't see just how that is obvious but I say nothing.The notification sound goes off on my phone. With my heart racing, I unlock it to read the message.It's the address and
It's only 6 in the morning and I've given Emerald a bath, clothed her and I've had my bath and packed my bags, ready to be picked up by Anthony.I decided to feed Emerald the formula I used to feed her through the feeding tube back at the hospital instead of breast milk so I'm in the kitchen preparing that.I'm done. I rinse my hand and after putting the lid on tight, I rinse the feeding bottle too then using a napkin, I wipe it dry.Then I skip happily to my room where Emerald lies awaiting her food.I walk through the door and take a sit on the bed next to her cradle.Putting the feeder on the bed, I reach out to grab Emerald but she's not there.My baby's not in her cradle, I can't find her. Panicked tears start to rush down my cheeks.Where's my baby?I look up and there's a broken window. How did I not hear that break? Someone kidnapped my child.Oh, no. Emerald. I don't know what to do. Phone. Yes, phon
It's been almost 5 months since I gave birth and we're taking my baby out the incubator today.I'm so excited...to hold her, touch her, breastfeed her directly."Liammmm" I scream."Could you chill out?" He yells back "I'll be out in five.When we're finally in the car, Liam speaks "it's been five months since you left Anthony""Way to ruin my mood, dumbass" I roll my eyes."You left your husband for five months because he was worried about his ex who clearly had injuries and you didn't" he exclaims "do you know how foolish that sounds?""Liam, stop this" I frown."No, because you need to understand just how dumb that is""It wasn't just the fact that he chose to care for her... It was... He never even asked what happened... He concluded that I had caused it... And" my voice drops "...and that hurt my feelings""I know. You were hurt which is why you have to talk to him. Let him know you were hurt and stop this fo