Wildest Imaginations

Chapter Four

Liana's P.O.V

Tears brimmed in my eyes as the door of the entrance that led to my father's mansion was shut on us. Despite all the taunts and insults, the only thing that kept resounding in my ear and the only voice that kept echoing through my mind was when he said that he disowned me.

Never in my wildest imagination did I ever imagine that he would do something like that to me. I knew that I planned to take revenge on Matilda and set everything right but I didn't even think about the consequences of what I was about to do and how it would affect me greatly. 

It felt as if my whole world was crumbling before my very eyes and it felt as if a needle was pricked into my heart. Swallowing the lump that formed in my throat, my leg almost weakened to the ground and before I could fall, I could feel someone hold me tight by the shoulders. 

I leaned against his shoulder while he slowly rubbed me on the arms. "Everything is going to be fine, we will talk to your parents when things are settled for a while" I heard him whisper into my ear with his breath all over my skin, causing goosebumps to litter my skin. 

Despite his words, I wasn't still convinced that things would be fine. Maybe I shouldn't have decided in haste, maybe I should have considered my parent's feelings before making such a rash decision.

A voice discarded all my thoughts, giving me the strength needed. "If you had followed your heart in the past, you wouldn't have died! If you took the bold decision to stop pleasing everybody and please yourself, nothing of such would have happened"

Conan stood before me, holding me firmly by the shoulders. "Look, I know how broken you are and I know how sad this is. I want you to know that this phase will pass soon." There was a glint of hope in his eyes as he sweetly talked to me. 

A smile that faltered formed on my face. Tears that threatened to fall pressed at the back of my eyelids, as they spurted out from my eyes and I was taken aback when he pulled me in his arms, stroking me in the hair.

Different thoughts raced through my mind. Thoughts about how my life was going to be from now henceforth, how would I be able to fend for both me and Conan because I doubted if he was financially buoyant. 

I cried out my eyes as I felt a sharp pain in my head and I was glad that he didn't stop me from crying. 

Wiping off my tears with the back of my hand, I made a tiny sniffle before fixing my gaze on him. "There is a motel down the street, we should be able to spend the night there," I said to him while he nodded. 

We both sauntered to the motel and while the receptionist was talking about the bill, he received a call and went in another direction, and as soon as I was done paying, he was back again.

"You are in for it, Liana," I muttered to myself. 

In silence, Conan and I ambled side by side to the room and the first thing I did was collapse on the bed while he sat at the edge of the bed, pulling the sheets over my head. J

He expelled a sigh while thoughts about how my life would be from now on flooded my head. Those were the thoughts that occupied my mind before I drifted into sleep. 

*

My eyes fluttered open slowly as I sat upright on the bed, swiveling my gaze around the room as I tried to recollect where I was. The memories from last night flooded my head while I squeezed my eyes shut in a bid to shove the thoughts away.

The smell of what I presumed to be an omelet filled my nostrils as I leaped up and strode toward the table where a tray was. A short note was left beside it and it read,

"Hey, I need to be somewhere right now! Make sure that you do eat and you can also check the wardrobe to see the clothes that you can change into. I would be back by noon"

I expelled a sigh because of the guilt feeling that suddenly developed in me. As much as I was hungry, it felt like I was a burden to him and I was sure that he was trying to make ends meet, that was why he woke up early in the morning. 

"Poor Man" I placed the note back where it was and sauntered to the bathroom. When I was done, I changed into the clothes that he had mentioned in the letter, it was a plain white buttoned shirt and black wide-leg pants.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror when it suddenly struck me that I needed to find a job in a bid to support Conan and fend for myself. 

"How would I find a job when I don't even have my important documents with me?" An exasperated sigh escaped my lips as I ran my hands through my head frustratedly.

"Maybe I should ask the receptionist if there is a job available in the motel" A thought popped inside my head.

I sauntered to where the receptionist was. She was nice and she was even more excited that I was talking to her. I explained my plight to her although hiding the details about how I was disowned by my parents. 

"That is sad but there is no job available at the moment," She said while I forced out a smile even though all the inside of me was crumbling into pieces. I was about to turn to leave when her words caused me to pause in my tracks.

"Ming Company, one of the biggest companies in the world, is currently looking for workers. You have to pick an application form there directly"

"Ming Company.....?" I reiterated.

I suddenly remembered that it was the same company my father had difficulty bagging a deal with. He tried so many times but his proposal was rejected all the time. Ming Company was literally the biggest company and somehow, my father had tried so many times to gain a connection with the people in the company but he always failed at it. 

I made way for Ming Company, even though there was this uncertainty that I would never be considered in the littlest way. I stood outside the company, staring at the skyscrapers before heaving a sigh while tucking the strands of hair that fell on my face behind my ear. 

Expelling an exasperated sigh, I went to the fifth floor, the floor where I was supposed to pick up the application form. I was about to saunter to the receptionist when someone tapped me on the shoulder and when I turned to look at the person, a sudden wave of anger rushed through me as my teeth gritted against each other.

A smirk crept at the corner of her lips as she placed her hands on her waist. "What are you doing here? Don't tell me that you are trying to impress your father by coming to Ming. Or, you are trying to make ends meet9 and you are trying to fend for yourself and your husband!" She taunted with a sinister smile formed on her face.

I laughed mockingly as her eyebrows puckered. 

"At least, I can do something for you and I am not like you who feels the need to take others down before they can feel good about themselves!" I said in a low tone as she stepped forward with a scoff escaping her lips. 

She raised her hand and was about to slap me on the face but before she could, I grabbed her by the wrist, tightening my grip until a wince escaped her lips. 

I used my other hand in taking a fistful of her hair, jerking her head backward in a bid to face me. Her eyes which shine like two blue jewels enwrought in snow reddened with tears glistening in her eyes. 

All of a sudden, I heard a voice that caused me to stay still as I slowly released my grip around Matilda's wrist. The smoldering embers that burned through me calmed as I turned to look in the direction the voice emanated.

"You have screwed things up! The boss isn't going to hesitate before sending you out of here" I heard the receptionist say. 

I kept my eyes fixed on him, staring right into his hazel eyes that radiated a fierce uncompromising intelligence. I rubbed my eyes with my hands because it was starting to look like I wasn’t seeing right. Because how in the world was he the boss of Ming Company?

How in the world did the man I got married become the boss of Ming?

Conan.