Sylvia turned around, her eyes narrowing as she took in Emily's curious expression.
Sylvia calmed down when she saw that it was Emily, she rolled her eyes when she heard this “Who is who? She asked. “The owner of that car? Did you find another replacement so quickly?” She asked, raising her eyebrow enviously, she wondered how Sylvia was always able to get so many rich men. “I don’t know him,” Sylvia said calmly as she walked away. Emily's long strides devoured the distance between them, her deliberate movements a stark contrast to Sylvia'- calm demeanor, as she blocked Sylvia path. ''You got out of his car, didn't you?' Emily accused, her voice trembling with a mix of jealousy and envy. “Get out of the way” Sylvia said growling, she was already tired and did not have time for Emily dramas. Emily frowned unwillingly too. “Who is he?” She was adamant. Sylvia already had enough of her dramas and questions so she pushed her away gently, Emily suddenly fell down on the floor heavily. This made Sylvia shocked because she knew that she just gently pushed Emily how come she fell down so heavily. Emily screamed at the top of her voice. “My legs! Ahhhhh… “ Sylvia frowned when she saw this, “What the hell are you doing? I did not push you that hard!” She said as she glared at Emily. Emily's wails echoed through the room, her body shaking as she clutched her legs... Her father's study room door suddenly opened. Her father walked out of his study room and walked towards them with a frown on his face. '''Sylvia, what's going on here?' James demanded, his voice firm but controlled. 'Emily, are you okay? What happened?' He knelt beside Emily, his tone softening. “Sylvia, I swear, if you've hurt her...' His voice trailed off, the threat implicit not even giving her a chance to explain herself. Sylvia's eyes widened, her mind racing to process the sudden turn of events.. ''I barely touched her!” Sylvia protested, her voice rising in defensiveness. “You’re always so dramatic, Emily..” She threw up her hands, exasperation etched on her face, her voice rising in defensiveness, her eyes flashing with a hint of guilt. “She is just pretending?” James asked with a frown on his face. Revised: Victoria burst into the living room, her face contorted in a mixture of anger and worry, tears streaming down her cheeks., “Why do you want to hurt my daughter so much? I treat you very well, even better than my daughter most of the time. Why? Don’t you want my daughter to be able to walk anymore?” Victoria asked dramatically as she knelt down beside Emily. Victoria stood up aggressively and walked towards Sylvia but James dragged her back. “That is enough. The deed has been done already, we should take her to the hospital” James said. Victoria had no choice but to nod her head, she knew better to listen to James so it won’t get him angry more. They immediately rushed Emily to the hospital. Sylvia winced, her fingers instinctively rising to massage her temples as a dull ache pulsed through her head that seemed to echo her heartbeat. She shook her head, trying to clear the fog. Sylvia walked into her room and lay down on the bed. She looked around for her phone. She finally found it inside her pocket, Sylvia took it out from her pocket and looked at it. She hesitated on logging into her social media account because she was sure she was getting mocked no doubt because of her failed wedding. Sylvia sighed and dropped the phone beside her. She closed her eyes and she fell asleep. By the time she woke up, it was already evening. Sylvia stood up from the bed, she was feeling tasty. Sylvia walked out of her room and walked into the living room. Emily, Victoria and her dad were sitting down in the living room. They looked just like a perfect family, because of the way they were talking and laughing so loudly. The sight of Sylvia made Emily flinch, her eyes darting away like a startled animal.. Sylvia knew she was just acting so she just ignored her and walked into the kitchen. Once she finished drinking water. Sylvia walked out of the kitchen. She was about to walk back to her room when she was stopped by her father. '''So, have you talked to Nicole yet?' James asked, his tone casual, but his eyes narrowing slightly as he waited for Sylvia's response. Sylvia frowned when she heard this, it felt like her heart was pricked by needles. ''I don't know,' Sylvia said, her voice flat and detached, her shoulders shrugging in a gesture that seemed almost too casual, as if she was hiding something. James frowned when he heard this. “Did you not go there yesterday and spend the night there?” He asked, because all he thought was that Sylvia passed the night in Nicole house after they sorted their misunderstandings. Sylvia shook her head when she heard this. “No, I went to a friend’s place instead,” Sylvia responded with a shrug. “Have you tried to talk to Nicole?” James asked her. Sylvia shook her head. “What do I want to talk to him about again?” She asked him with a frown on her face. James's jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing as he listened to Sylvia's response. His voice took on a low, even tone, a hint of warning beneath the surface. His fingers drummed a staccato beat on the armrest, betraying his growing irritation. James's face darkened, his hands slapping the table with a loud crack, making everyone jump. “The way he left you in the altar to tend to his secret lover is not enough for him to apologize?!” He asked, annoyed. A careless shrug rolled off Sylvia's shoulders, her face a mask of indifference that hid her true emotions... “He does not have to. He can go and be with her if he really likes her that much” Sylvia said, trying to mask her pain. James shook his head. “No! He has to pay for what he did. He destroyed your reputation! No no he must apologize publicly” James's lip curled, his voice dripping with disdain as he spoke. A dismissive sigh escaped Sylvia's lips, her eyes rolling heavenward in exasperation. She knows he does not really care about her, he just wants to get some benefit from Nicole that is what he is fighting for. “Whatever” Sylvia said and walked away. James's gaze settled on Sylvia, his head shaking in a slow, disbelieving arc as he watched her leave. “She is really something else” he said Emily immediately recalled the car that dropped Sylvia off in the morning. She immediately wanted to tell James, “Dad, I saw … “ but Victoria pinched her thigh which made her immediately keep quiet. James looked at Emily with a frown on his face. “What is it?” He asked her. Emily shook her head. Victoria smiled. “Don’t mind her. What do you want to eat?” She asked with a warm smile on her face. James did not think much about this. Author note Hello guys, it is daily update two chapters daily promise. Don’t forget to leave a comment and also vote those beautiful gems. Thank you lovelies…..A week after Sylvia has regained her confidence back but the words of the man that Sylvia had met and had saved her continued to ring in her ears, as she made her way back home after she ran out of his house. When he asked her to marry him out of the blue. ‘Is marriage a joke to him?’ She wondered as she walked out of the mall. Sylvia hailed a taxi so she could go home. She sat down and turned her head, she looked out of the window. She noticed that the car was not going towards her direction she frowned. “This is not my house address” Sylvia said thinking maybe the driver made a mistake but the car started speeding. Sylvia suddenly turned her attention to the driver she noticed that his face was not showing properly. Her heart started beating fast because she knew that he was definitely not a taxi driver. “Who are you? What do you want?” She asked in a low and steady tone, she tried to hide her nervousness. The driver did not reply. The car suddenly stopped as the driver
The car stopped in front of a huge Mansion, it looked heavenly.She gasped when she looked around.Her house was nothing compared to this, he really married rich.Now she felt that she was the one who was advantageous.Because… damn…"Let's go in," Stephan said, breaking her thought.Sylvia nodded and followed him behind.The housekeeper was waiting in the living room with two pairs of slippers, one for him and one for her.Sylvia changed into the slippers and smiled at The housekeeper gratefully."The housekeeper will show you the room you will be staying in," Stephan said and walked away without waiting for her reply."Follow me, Miss," The housekeeper said politely.Sylvia nodded and followed her immediately behind her. The house is so huge that she felt that she could get lost easily.She never noticed all of these when she woke up and met Drake, besides she was not in the mood to admire them after getting betrayed."This is your room, Miss" The housekeeper 's voice broke her t
Diamond Club.A figure was seated among a group of men. A man walked towards them with a glass of wine."Mr Damon, it is nice to meet you. I have been wanting to meet you" The man said with a flattering smile as he stretched his hand which was holding the glass towards Stephan.Stephan looked at him coldly without saying anything, the silence was cold and awkward. The business partners sitting around him could not help but hold their breath as they waited for Stephan's reply."I am busy, you should meet my assistant if you want to cooperate with your proposal " he spat coldlyThe man nodded humbly and repeatedly, "Yes! Yes! I understand "Stephan took a sip of his alcohol indifferently like he was not the one being feared."So Mr Stephan, what do you think about my proposal?" The man sitting down beside him asked, only he knew how much courage he summoned up to ask him."Let's talk tomorrow," he replied."Yes!" The man grinned happily, "I have arranged the best lady for you tonight to
The next morning, Sylvia walked out of the room. As Sylvia entered the living room, warmth and light enveloped her. The air was alive with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods. At the table, Delinda expertly served breakfast, the clinking of silverware and gentle hum of conversation creating a cozy atmosphere.But Sylvia's gaze froze, stunned by the unexpected scene before her.Sylvia's cheeks flushed as she watched Delinda expertly serve the meal, her mind racing with the realization that she had never been asked to cook since her arrival. So seeing Stephan mom cooking now.It made her feel like she does not know her duty as his wife. And it might make it look very suspicious.Sylvia lingered on the staircase, lost in thought.Delinda's gaze drifted upward, her eyes widening in surprise as she took in Sylvia's contemplative expression.“Sylvia” Delinda called with a smile on her face.Sylvia snapped out of her thoughts and looked at her. “Good morning Aunty” Sylvia s
“Let’s go shopping, the tv show is so boring is it not?” Delinda asked her.Sylvia nodded, she was already feeling like she will sleep anytime with the way the show was.“Yes it is a bit boring I guess” Sylvia said to her.“Okay let’s go” Delinda stood up from the couch.Sylvia stood up too, “can I change my clothes then?” She asked her.“Sure, I want to change mine too,” Delinda said with a smile as she walked away.Sylvia walked upstairs hurriedly, she walked into the room and opened the closet, she looked at the clothes she had.She wondered which one she can choose and wear. She finally saw a gown that seems not too old.Sylvia immediately changed into it and looked at the mirror. It is really good, she packed her hair in ponytail style and brushed it.Sylvia used some lipgloss and walked out of the room, it was at the same time Delinda walked out too. Delinda examined her and nodded her head, “She really knows how to put herself together” she muttered.Sylvia looked at Delinda, t
They got home in the afternoon. “Are you not hungry yet?” Delinda asked her.Sylvia was feeling hungry so she nodded her head, “I’m hungry” she answered with a pout.Delinda pinched her chin softly, “You are so cute” She said with a smile on her face.Sylvia was stunned and she looked at her surprised, Delinda looked at her and blinked her eyes “You don’t like it?” She asked her.Sylvia smiled. “No it is fine, I’m just surprised that is all” she said to her.Delinda nodded her head. Delinda walked to the kitchen, Sylvia stood up and followed her immediately so she could help her. But Delinda did not allow her to touch anything.So Sylvia just stood there and watched her doing everything, she was also learning.Delinda microwave the food and she served the table, they ate lunch and rested for a while.Soon it was evening, The living room was pushed opened and Stephan walked into the house.Delinda smiled when she saw Stephan, “You are back, that is good” She said.“Mom, are you still
Sylvia immediately walked out of the room, she walked to the living room and saw Delinda in the dining room setting the table. Delinda raised her head and looked at her.“You are here, what about your husband?” She asked her with a smile on her face.“He is coming” Sylvia immediately said and she moved to help Delinda in setting the dining table.Delinda smiled when she saw this, she could see her face was red all over, it was obvious that she was been teased by Stephan.They set the table and sat down next to each other.While waiting for Stephan to come downstairs so they can start eating.Stephan walked down.He sat down opposite them, facing Sylvia.Sylvia put all her attention on the food, as she did not want to look at Stephan knowing fully well that he might tease her.And she did not want Delinda to see her flustered.Stephan smiled secretly when he saw this, he put some fish in her plates. This made Sylvia raised her head and looked at him, stunned.But he acted like he did n
Delinda kept putting food in Sylvia's bowl and soon the food in her bowl had piled up . Sylvia did not refuse her kindness and eat the food without complaint.Delinda felt more satisfied the more she looked at Sylvia, the more satisfied she was. The fact that she was not a picky eater also made her likable.She looked at her with satisfaction in her eyes. Sylvia's skin prickled as Delinda's eyes locked onto hers, the warmth in their depths making her shiver.Sylvia's cheeks flushed a deep pink, her eyes dropping to the floor as she fumbled with her words. "Uhm… is there anything wrong?" She asked."No!" Delinda said she cleared her throat softly when she realized how agitated sounded.She was searching for her neck to see if she would see even one love bite but she was disappointed when she didn't see any.After breakfast, Sylvia stood up to leave the house. She was already running left for work. Delinda held her back."Are you in a hurry?" She asked."Yes, I am going to work," Sylvi
Sylvia Luke nodded thoughtfully, absorbing Lily’s words. It felt like a moment of clarity had settled over her, one that brought a sense of understanding she had been searching for. “Okay, I understand now,” she said, finishing the last drop of her drink. It was refreshing, like a cool breeze on a sweltering day, and she felt a little lighter. Lily, however, had different plans. She poured a generous measure of alcohol into her glass and downed it in one swift motion. The burn felt familiar, a reminder that sometimes the easiest way to dull the ache of longing was to simply forget. She forced a smile, one tinged with bitterness, knowing Sylvia Luke couldn’t see the true emotion behind it. Deep down, she longed for someone like Stephan Damon—someone who would love her unconditionally. “You are a lucky girl,” she muttered under her breath, her voice barely audible over the hum of the bar. It was a statement directed not at Sylvia but at her own unfulfilled desires. “Did you say
Lily Doo nodded, her expression shifting from playful to concerned. “Yes, I am. What about you?” she asked, studying Sylvia closely. Sylvia Luke shrugged, pouring a drink into the empty glass on the table. “I am okay,” she replied, attempting to mask the turmoil beneath her surface. Lily smiled knowingly. “You don’t look like you are alright,” she said, her tone laced with familiarity. “Is it written all over my face?” Sylvia countered, trying to keep her voice light, but the weight of her emotions was hard to hide. “If you want to deceive everyone, you can’t deceive me,” Lily said, her voice firm yet gentle. “I can tell when you’re not really okay. What’s wrong? Are we still best friends? You’ve started keeping things away from me.” Her expression turned sad, and Sylvia felt a pang of guilt. Sylvia sighed, feeling the walls close in on her. “It’s Stephan Damon!” she blurted out. “And I’m sure you’re keeping things from him too. What are you hiding from me?” Lily chuckled, a hin
Sylvia Luke closed her room door with a soft thud and sank onto the bed, her mind racing. Just then, her phone rang, slicing through her thoughts. Startled, she fished it out of her bag and glanced at the screen. It was Lily, her closest friend. She answered the call, placing the phone to her ear. “Hello?” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. “What’s up?” Lily’s voice came through, bright and cheerful. “I’m good. What about you?” Sylvia replied, attempting to mirror her friend’s upbeat tone. “Okay. Are you around?” Lily asked, a hint of excitement in her voice. “Yes, I am,” Sylvia confirmed, feeling a spark of enthusiasm flicker within her. “Let’s meet at Shell Bar then,” Lily suggested. “Okay, I’ll meet you there in a jiffy,” Sylvia said, glad for the distraction. “Sure, waiting for you,” Lily chirped before hanging up. Sylvia placed her phone down and took a deep breath. She needed this—some time with her friend to clear her head. She got up from the bed and walked o
Stephan Damon’s expression darkened at the mention of her name. “She’s with the police. Why do you ask?” His tone was guarded; he didn’t want to believe that Sylvia Luke might feel sympathy for the woman who had wronged her. Sylvia Luke shrugged, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions. “I just want to see her, to understand. I feel like she might have been deceived or something,” she said, her voice quieter now. The idea of confronting the woman was daunting, yet she felt a strange pull to learn more, to empathize with someone who seemed to be acting out of pain. Stephan Damon regarded her thoughtfully, his gaze searching her face. He could see the turmoil within her, the struggle between her desire for justice and her instinct to show compassion. “You don’t have to carry her burden too,” he finally said, his voice low but firm. “Focus on your healing first.” Stephan Damon nodded, the weight of the situation hanging between them. “She will tell the police all that. Did you re
Minutes turned into hours, and Stephan Damon remained by her side, his resolve hardening. He would do everything in his power to ensure that she felt safe and loved. The darkness that had encroached on their lives would be pushed away, and he would fight for their future together, no matter what it took. He leaned closer, brushing a strand of hair from her forehead. “Please, come back to me,” he murmured, his voice laced with emotion. “I need you.” Stephan Damon walked out of the ward, needing a moment to collect himself and avoid disturbing Sylvia Luke’s fragile peace. He stepped into the dimly lit corridor and pulled out his phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he dialed a number. “Hello?” came a cautious voice on the other end. “Boss, the woman is still adamant that Madam seduced her husband. She claims she received some images on her phone,” the bodyguard reported, his voice shaky. Stephan Damon clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles turning white. Anger surged th
Stephan Damon dropped to his knees beside Sylvia Luke, his heart aching at the sight of her. She lay still, her chest barely rising and falling, and for a moment He walked closer to her and carried her in his arms not caring about how dirty and haggard she looked. The smell of urine assaulted his nose, but he didn't care about that, he was a clean freak but he didn't even bother about getting dirty. “Sylvia?” he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. Sylvia Luke heard the familiar tone, like a lifeline pulling her back from the abyss. She struggled to open her heavy eyelids, each flutter feeling like a monumental effort. Finally, she managed to focus on the face that meant everything to her. “Hubby, you’re finally here,” she said in a low, raspy tone, forcing a smile that felt more like a grimace. The effort it took to appear cheerful only deepened the ache in Stephan Damon’s heart. His chest tightened painfully as he took in her disheveled appearance. She looked so fra
Just when she thought it couldn’t get worse, the phone in her pocket began to ring, cutting through the chaos like a beacon. The woman, still holding her down, felt the vibrations and yanked the phone out. She glanced at the screen, her expression shifting to one of disdain as she read the name: “Baby.” “You’re really shameless. Is it one of the men you seduced calling you? Let’s see who else you’ve seduced after my husband,” the woman sneered, holding the phone like a trophy, her expression a mix of triumph and derision. Sylvia Luke’s mind felt blank, a swirling fog taking over as she processed everything. The ringing felt distant, and she could barely comprehend the woman’s words. The humiliation, the anger, the pain—it all melded into a haze. Her consciousness flickered in and out, making it hard to focus on anything but the overwhelming embarrassment. “Answer it! Let’s see who you really are!” the woman demanded, pressing the phone to Sylvia Luke’s ear. Through the haze, S
“Hello?” a man’s voice cut into the conversation. Sylvia Luke’s brow knitted in confusion. “Who are you?” she asked, sensing the shift in tone. “I’m the officer handling Miss Emily Anthony’s case. Are you her workplace friend?” he asked, his voice professional yet firm. “Yes,” she replied, anxiety bubbling in her chest. “Okay, your friend borrowed a sum of one million dollars from a lady over the past two months and has refused to pay. Can you come to our station?” the officer explained. Sylvia Luke’s mind raced. A million dollars? What had Emily Anthony gotten herself into? “Where is your office located?” she asked, struggling to keep her voice steady. “Downhills Local Area,” the officer replied. Sylvia Luke muttered an acknowledgment before hanging up. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever awaited her at the station. She grabbed her jacket and hurried out of the house, her pulse quickening with every step. She didn’t see David, her personal driver, in
She scrolled down to the comment section, her heart sinking further as she read the barrage of supportive messages directed at Ruth Slice. The comments flowed in like a tidal wave: “Ruth Slice’s hubby: I know it was that bitch who seduced Mr. Tony. You’re really nice and kind hearted; you even forgive her and call her sister-in-law! That bitch seduces married men!” “Bitchy: Tsk tsk, you are really nice. You gave up easily! I love your courage—thumbs up! You are my role model from now on.” “Ruth Slice’s daddy: she even seduced other people’s men. Watch out for this whore!” “Anonymous: You are so kindhearted; you should not be like that black-hearted bitch. Keep being kind hearted!” Sylvia Luke laughed, amusement mixed with anger as she read the comments. Kind Hearted? she thought bitterly. Although she had no concrete evidence linking Ruth Slice to her earlier troubles, a nagging feeling told her that Ruth Slice had orchestrated much of the chaos in her life. Her instincts h