Richard's POVThe incessant ringing of my phone drags my attention away from the laptop in front of me. Lazily, I stretch a hand to grab the phone.It is Daisy.As my face breaks into a smile, pleasure spirals in my stomach.I don't call her, even though I am always tempted to. This is one rule I have decided to follow no matter what until Arabel comes out clean about her real identity and Daisy's.“Hey, princess," I mutter with a light chuckle.“Hey, buddy.”I laugh at that.“Buddy? Where did you hear that from?” I ask with curiosity.“From mom last night. She called Uncle Alex that, and when I asked her, she told me it meant friend. Since you are also my friend, I guess I am allowed to call you that, aren't I?”My pulse hitched.That guy is just her friend?I don't know whether to be glad about this piece of information or not. Considering what happened two nights ago, I decided to keep my distance for a while until she is fully recovered and back to work. I haven't seen her in two
Arabel's POVDespite the tremor in my heart, I am determined to go along with this. The idea from the start was to pretend to be someone else. Being angry, showing my displeasure at every single thing he does or says, or even restricting him from being friends with Daisy, who is obviously attached to him for a reason I can't place, is a bad idea.This is why I have decided to let things be. Continue with the pretense. Stop being mad. Act like everything is fine. Fake my laughter and smiles.And then maybe, everything will be much easier for me to take.I couldn't sleep last night. I kept tossing in bed, indecisive about whether to go with them or not and whether to allow Daisy to go or not.He already concluded on coming to pick her up even before I made a decision. That leaves me with either going with them and seeing everything they do together and everything they say to each other, or staying back at home while guessing and wondering what they must be doing.This is really bad.Dai
Arabella's POVEffortlessly, the liquid leaves my bladder. With closed eyes, my heart hammers wildly within my ribcage anxiously.For no reason, I don't want to do this anymore. For a moment, I begin to think of the very step to take as soon as this is confirmed.Should I still go ahead with it? Ignorance, they say, is bliss. What if he doesn't want a child now?Realizing I have been staring at my urine for more than a minute, I summon up enough courage as I grab the container and dip the absorbent tip of the PT test strip before counting from 1 to 10 and then recapping it.With trembling hands, I place the strip on the flat counter while fidgeting with my hands and watching the timer on my phone.In five minutes, I would know my fate. In five minutes, I would have to choose.In five minutes, I would have to know whether to see him tonight or not.In five minutes, my world would either change or remain the same.I shut my eyes, clamp my hands together and stamp my feet impatiently o
Richard’s POVThe slap stings my cheeks, sending a wave of adrenaline down my spine.Her eyes are bright with unshed tears. Tears that she is struggling to keep away which makes me wonder what she stands to gain from this.“You…”, she grits her teeth, struggling to let it all out. “You have no idea what you are doing, Richard. Go beg her!”She turns back to move out but my voice stops her.“No, mother. I won't.”The determination in my voice is strong. I am done doing what pleases her. It's time I do what pleases me.Eve is the woman I love, not Arabel. I married Arabel because my mother insisted that I marry her. Arabel is a lovely woman, quiet and submissive. For three years since we got married, I have tried to love her. But Eve occupies the larger part of my life. I don't want to be tagged an unfaithful husband just like how my father has been tagged. This is why I am letting her go.Divorce is the best solution.“You won't?” Her scream booms into my ears, jerking back to reality
Richard's POVMy arms tremble, shaking with the willpower not to break down. I sniffle hoping it will at least grant me the strength to get the hell out of here.Forcing my head up, I use the seatbelt and ignite the car engine into action. I noticed my hands are still trembling.For a second, I consider calling a cab to come pick me up instead of driving so I won't end up driving into a pole as a result of this shock but I can't wait here.I drive out immediately.The more seconds I spend here the more risk. I might end up doing something rash like storming back into that apartment and breaking Jake's jaws.Not only that. The things I want to do to Eve includes slapping her face severally till she begs me for forgiveness.The thought of her cheating all along causes me nothing but aches. To think I thought she was worth it all. She isn't.This means she had been sleeping with that traitor all along. No wonder he came back from God knows where just a few days ago. Who knows if they we
Arabella's POVFOUR YEARS LATERA painful lump blocks the flow of oxygen to my lungs as I dart my eyes around the hall, searching for Daisy.She was just here.I was too engrossed in my conversation with the Secretary of Earthbound Corporations to realize she had gone off.I shouldn't have been brought here.I shouldn't have.I know this is no time to blame myself. I need to find her. She doesn't know anyone or anywhere around. We just got to New York two nights ago and I have been so busy trying to fix things up for the launching of the partnership with Earthbound Corporations.This is the major reason why I came back to New York. In an attempt to meet up with the CEO, I decided to attend the company's third anniversary.And Daisy is nowhere to be found.“Have you seen her?” Ashley, the secretary I was speaking with before Daisy disappeared asks me.I shake my head, trying to calm my nerves and not burst into tears. The fear is back. Ever since Daisy's birth, I had always had this fe
Richard's POVRadiant in a champagne-coloured dinner gown with tiny diamonds nearly arranged around her neck region, she looked different from the woman I know.The look in her eyes.The way she spoke earlier.And the pretentious smile on her face is all enough to make me argue back and forth that this isn't Arabel but someone else.However, the anger I saw etched deep in her eyes. The way she dragged that cute little girl away while stamping her feet towards the exit was enough proof that it was indeed her.My ex-wife.The same woman I have been looking for since she left the night I suggested a divorce.I never knew she was going to take it the bad way. I thought it was a mutual feeling and agreement for us to depart as soon as Eve was back.At the thought of Eve, my chest contracts painfully as memories of her betrayal reel back in. I shut my eyes and shake it.My life hasn't remained the same. The very moment these two women left; Eve and Arabel.“Our meeting was supposed to be sc
Arabel's POVMy make-up is intentional.After exfoliating my face and body in the bathroom, I spray rose water over my face before applying my face cream and make-up.On a normal day, I would have applied light makeup but for no genuine reason, I take my time in beautifying myself today.I don't want to think about Richard or what he will feel when he sees me today but I know I want him to see what he is missing. I want him to know I am no longer the Arabel from four years ago who would nod meekly like a dove to everything she is being asked to do.I am an independent woman.The fact that he asked if I was married made me flare up in anger. Controlling my anger has become an impossible thing to do these days. I am sure he is suspecting that I am just pretending.He asked if I was married to confirm his suspicions and I also feel he asked that simply because he wanted to know if my new status and identity was as a result of my re-marriage.I really do not know why men take women who ar