Grace
“ Who is he and what is he doing here? ” Ethan stalks towards me and grabs my arm harshly.
Forcefully, he sits me up in the bed and gives me a violent jolt. “ Is he the father of the bastard that you miscarried? ”
“ What?... ” My heart hardens.
“ You were planning on dumping that child on me, right? But you are a fool to think that I will believe you are carrying my child after the whole world saw what kind of a woman you are! ” He laughs humorlessly. “ It’s good that the bastard died! ”
Slap!
I slap him across his face. His eyes show confusion before anger takes over.
“ How dare— ”
“ Call my child that one more time and I will murder you, Ethan Calder! I will trample all over you and show you what happens when you mess with my Baby! ” I scream, pointing my trembling finger in his face.
I want to hurt him so badly. My hands itch by my side as he glares down at me, the confusion lingering in his eyes.
“ You— ”
“ Shut up! ” I shriek, hitting his chest with my fists. “ Shut your stupid mouth, Ethan! You are a fool, an idiot who believed that bitch Lily and killed your child. You idiot! ”
He grabs my hands and pushes them on my side forcefully. “ what did you say? ”
I glare back, equally hateful as him. “ You know what! You deserve her! A heartless man like you deserves a cunning bitch like her! You two suit each other. I hope she sucks you dry and leaves you to die on the road. ”
“ Don’t you dare insult Lily! She is your sister. How can you be so disrespectful towards her? ” Ethan looks conflicted, his voice betraying the shock.
He must have not expected me to talk back like this. I know he was waiting for me to cry and beg him to believe that the baby was his.
How ironic!
All my devotion went to hell after he saw a few manipulated pictures. But I don’t even find it surprising anymore.
What’s surprising is that...I am done. I don’t feel anything now that I look at him but a memory keeps revolving in my head.
He pushed me. He caused the miscarriage. He left me to die.
I whisper through my gritted jaw. “ Sister? ”
“ Grace—”
“ She is nothing to me anymore. And you, Ethan Calder, are nothing! Congratulations, you did it! I hate you. I hate you with every fiber of my being. Bring me the divorce agreement right now so I can free myself from scum like you. ” I jerk my hands out of his cold hands and push at his chest.
“ You will sign the divorce? ” His eyes twitch. “ is this a trick to get me to change my mind? ”
I can’t help but laugh. He wanted the divorce before, but now, instead of running to get it, he is asking me if I am joking? What an idiot!
“ You killed your child, Ethan. ” I whisper, pain erupting in my heart all over again. “ Your child, do you get it, stupid man? After what you did, do you think I want anything to do with you? ”
“ What happened was unfortunate, Gracie. But don’t blame Ethan anymore, please. It was my fault. ” Lily rushes inside the room and grabs Ethan’s arm. “ besides, you slept with so many men...how can we be sure that it was Ethan’s child? ”
“ Yes, it’s your fault. So go cry somewhere else. Get your filthy face out of my sight! ” I yell, earning a shocked look from her.
She must not have expected this either. But she should know. This time, they did it. Now, the Gracie they knew has died with my child that they murdered.
I can’t stand her repulsive face. Instinctively, I pick up the vase on the side table and throw it in her direction.
Unsurprisingly, Ethan steps in front of her. The vase hits his back and shatters. He winces. Now, he knows what it feels like to get hit by a vase.
“ How dare you, Grace?! Have you lost your mind? ” Ethan roars, losing his usual calm.
“ Lost my mind? ” I laugh humorlessly. “ Let me show you what losing one’s mind is like! ”
I push the duvet away and jump from the bed. I can’t care less about the pain. I am going to show them what’s it like to mock a broken mother.
They think they can proudly show their faces around after cheating behind my back, killing my child, and ruining my life? They are living in a daydream and now, it’s time to wake them.
I pick up the tray from the side table and throw it in their direction. Lily screams and runs around wildly while Ethan spreads his arms in front of her to protect her.
“ Grace! ”
“ What a hero you are! When your baby was dying, where were you?! ” I shriek, getting my hands on other things.
I only see red. I throw one thing after another to them. Ethan shouts, Lily cries but I can not stop. I want to ruin them. I need something to stop this pain in my heart, this sense of loss that seems to cling to my entire being.
Ethan grits his teeth and stalks towards me angrily. His hand grips my jaw like he did yesterday and almost broke it.
Instead of taking it like he expected, I smack him again. His face turns to the side, confusion turning to full-blown horror.
“ You think I am mad? ” I laugh cruelly. “ let me show you clearly, Ethan. ”
His arms try to refrain me but my hate knows no bounds. I scratch his face, his neck. Hit him everywhere I can reach.
“ What are you doing to the patient? ” A doctor runs in, trying to break us free.
The nurses have to follow in too to hold me back as I kick and punch the scumbag.
“ Calm down, Miss or we will have to sedate you. ” The doctor warns.
I settle down and glare at their horrified faces. “ Now, you know what being mad looks like. But don’t be surprised just yet. After today, you will get a complete introduction. Every time you appear with your ugly faces in front of me, I will reach out to tear you apart! ”
Lily trembles, and clings to Ethan’s side. He looks like he has been to war. His face is bloody, just like his neck and hands.
Their pain satisfies me but I know it can’t bring my baby back. Nothing can make it happen. My hands shiver by my side as I think about the reality. Tears began to pool in my eyes again.
“ What an exciting scene. ” A throaty voice comments from the background.
I forgot about Tristin. I free myself from the nurse and inhale a deep breath to calm myself.
“ Mr. Roberto— ”
“ Tristin. ” Lily gasps, her face a mask of terror.
“ You haven’t changed one bit, Lily. ” Tristin’s voice is pure ice.
“ You...What are you... ” Lily’s gaze switches between me and him.
“ Do you know him? ” Ethan frowns.
“ He...He is just someone I know. ” Lily gulps.
“ Now you refuse to recognize me. I feel sad, sister-in-law. ” Tristin hums, shocking the hell out of me.
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Ethan“ Sister in law?” A frown marks my forehead.“ Ethan...” Suddenly, Lily gasps.I look to my right to find her body going limp. Before she can hit the floor, I grab her waist and hold her up.“ Lily? ” I pat her pale cheek.These bastards have done it. They made this poor girl faint because of heartache.“ Doctor, check on her! ” I shout.The doctors and nurses standing beside Grace rush in our direction.“ Shift the patient to a room.” The doctor issues the order.“ If something happens to her, I will not let you rest Grace. You should know I won’t let you go anymore! ” I hiss at the girl who is supposed to be my wife.“ Oh? ” She snorts. “ Well, I hope she doesn’t die yet. I want her to suffer until her miserable end. ”I can’t believe my ears. Her words are poisonous.All this while, she sweet talked and continued to smile like a fool. I thought she was easy-going and caring but it turns out...She was simply a snake in hiding.Now, she is showing her true colours.“ I will deal
Grace The sudden kiss startles me. But I regain my senses quickly and bite his lips, hard. Ethan groans and pulls away. “ What the— ”My knee hits his crotch. Instantly, his hold loosens around me as he cups his treasure and bends down.Taking this chance, I grab my bag from the bed and hurry towards the door.“ You— ”“ Don’t take me lightly, Ethan Calder. ” I seethe, and pause in the doorway.His face turns red with pain. A little part of my heart still aches when I see him like this. But I tuck it away.I won’t fall for him again. Not in this life!With the back of my hand, I wipe my lips that taste like him. “ Don’t disgust me with your touch. You are filthy, Ethan. A terrible man. ”“ You—You will pay. ” He hisses through his teeth.Before he can straighten up again, I rush out of the hospital room. I know the kind of crazy Ethan Calder can be. The city is scared of the man who is the King of the Calder Empire. Being alone with him, after he has disregarded everything is dang
GraceHe presses the handkerchief harder into my lips, making me wince. I didn’t notice it before—Ethan seems to have bitten me just like I did to him.“ Let me guess, she did something to your brother. Now you want to get back at her. So do you want to hurt me too? Because you think it will hurt my family? ” A smile filled with pain plays on my lips.“ If I wanted to hurt you, you would be long gone, Grace. ” There is a certainity in Tristin’s voice that scares me. It’s like he can actually make me disappear.Only powerful men like Ethan who know their worth and their power talk like this. So arrogant and full of themselves. “ Who are you? ” I whisper, finally taking the handkerchief from him so I can tend to my wounds.“ That’s not what you should ask, Little Butterfly. ” Tristin drawls, leaning away coldly.I frown at the sudden nickname.“ Look at this. ” He takes out a brown envelope from his side and throws it in my lap.I cast him a skeptical look before opening the envelope.
GraceAfter an hour, the car comes to a stop in front of a tall tower. I stare at the envelope in my hand, completely unconcerned about Tristin’s unwavering gaze on me. “ I own the penthouse. You can stay as long as you want. ” He says, his voice deep and low.“ I still don’t understand it…What do you truly want? ” I whisper, keeping my gaze on the envelope.“ I told you. I want you to work for me. ” Tristin repeats.“ What would you achieve by having me work for you? I am inexperienced, and not much of a help in anything. ” I sigh, meeting his eyes and finding myself holding my breath.“ At age 17, you won the international contest for the best building design. Later, Ethan used your design and earned millions. Surprisingly, your sister took the credit for it in his company. ” He straightens his cuffs, taking his eyes off me. A noose tightens around my throat as I stare at him. Lily asked me to give her that winning design because she wanted to impress Ethan. As her sister, I didn
GraceDread washes over me in waves. Instinctively, my body goes limp in his arms while I try to wrap my mind around how he got in.“ You pretended to be all innocent and loyal to me all this time. Yet, you were sleeping with every man you could get your hands on, right?! ” His dangerous voice hisses. “ You…You are trespassing. ” I swallow and start struggling again. “ Security will be coming up anytime and— ”He laughs, cutting me off mockingly. “Security? What fucking security, Dear Wife? They are all gone. ”My blood cools in my veins as I process his taunt. I know this tone, this cruel streak of behavior. “ What—What did you do, Ethan? ”“ Did you think he could keep me from reaching you? ” Ethan’s arm tightens around my waist.I groan, pain erupting in my lower belly. The wounds are still raw. It hurts. But he doesn’t care. “ And why must you reach me?! Haven’t you taken enough? Do you have to hurt me more? ” My voice becomes moist as I struggle to keep the tears at bay.All I
GraceI blink my eyes open. A familiar white ceiling comes into view. Everything feels like a nightmare. I never left this bedroom. Lily never came back. I never met Tristin.And Ethan didn’t betray me. It was a nightmare and I am awake now.“ Madam. How are you feeling? ” The voice breaks my trance. My heart shatters too. I direct my gaze towards Serena who is standing on my side, staring down at me worriedly. “ Why am I here? ” I ask in a hoarse voice.“ Sir brought you back. You were bleeding and unconscious so he called a doctor and had her look after you. ” She informs me politely.I grit my jaw. So, Ethan had his way in the end. He kidnapped me without a care in the world.“ You are fine, Madam. It’s not unusual to bleed— ”“ Why? ” I murmur, moving my gaze to the ceiling again.“ I didn’t get your question, Madam? ”“ Why did you tell Ethan that I took morning-after pills? You know I never did that. ” I whisper. Silence meets me as an answer. I clench my fists, my body b
EthanWhat if…What if the child was mine? My body stiffens. I stand in front of the wall-sized window in my office, glaring at the gardener tending to the flowers. Those flowers, the red roses, are Grace’s favorite flowers. I hate the fragrance of roses. But for her, I didn’t mind filling my garden with them. Yet, she cheated on me. Betrayed me. Lied to me. But what if…The child is mine? My throat constricts. Grace’s cold stare flashes before my eyes. These days, she looks like a feral fox instead of the cute kitten from before.How dare she act like that after what she did to me? She has no shame, no sense of remorse for her actions. Then how can I believe for a moment that the tears she sheds and the way she says that the baby in her womb was mine are not lies too? The housekeeper did report that she took pills every morning religiously.But I don’t fucking understand why.She stole me from Lily. Got me involved with her. I was happy with her.Then why did she keep cheatin
Grace As expected, the door is opened again after an hour. It almost comes off its hinges due to the force behind the push.“ Grace Whitlock! ” Mom fumes, strolling inside.Like an angry bull, she makes a beeline for me and grabs my hair. I stand up calmly and let her drag me forth.“ What do you want from us? From your sister?! Why won’t you let us breathe in relief?! ” She shrieks in my face, her eyes spitting fire.“ What did I do this time, Mom? ” I whisper in a composed voice.“ You?! ” Her face turns red. “ You are asking me what you did wrong?! ”“ Honey, leave her. ” Dad is quick to come inside and grab her shoulders. “ Don’t stress over an abomination like her. Your health is worth more than her. ”“ Leave me, James. I am going to kill this girl today! ” Mom jerks free and grips my hair harder.“ Mom, you are hurting me. ” I wince.“ You are here to take your sister’s man again? How can you be my daughter? How is that possible?! ” She screams, shaking me by my hair.“ He is
Grace“ Wait— ” I hiss quickly, stepping closer to Tristin to squeeze some space for myself. “ Tell Mom to come here and—”Before I can finish, the door slams shut. I let out a scream of frustration just as Tristin’s arm wraps around my waist. A startled gasp escapes me as he lifts me off the floor and carries me to the bed easily. “ Tristin, put me down! ” I thrash against him, but his grip is unyielding.He presses me down onto the mattress and hoves above me, leaving me no room for escape. “ Do not act like I am holding you hostage… ” He mutters, his voice returning to the soft note he has reserved for me. “ We are just having a couple’s fight. ”Is he being serious?!I laugh bitterly. “ This is not a couple’s fight, Tristin. When Mom comes, I am leaving, and you will never see my face again. I will make sure of that. Never! ”His jaw tightens as I smirk. I think I have won. But then, in one swift motion, Tristin flips me onto my stomach and yanks my zipper down. My breath cat
GraceI sit stiffly in the wing chair, my arms crossed across my chest and my glare fixed on Tristin. He stands by the locked door, his back against the wall, looking calm—too calm. He has lost his mind. That is the only explanation for this whole thing. I scoff. He cannot stay here forever. That bitch is in the house, and sooner or later, he will have to leave. I tell myself that is why I am so composed right now—because I want to see how long he can keep this up. But deep down, I know the real reason.When I saw Serena here, a dark thought crept into my mind. Maybe another woman had given him a family. Maybe he did not need me anymore. And that thought nearly shattered my heart into pieces.Before I can dwell on it, my phone rings. I glance down, and a frown etches between my brows.Why didn’t I think about calling someone? I reach for my phone and see Talia’s name shining on the screen. Before I can answer the call, Tristin’s shadow looms over me. Not even giving me the chanc
TristinI watch as Grace pushes against my chest, forcing distance between us. The fire in her eyes is like nothing I have ever seen before—not directed at me. Not like this.Her words echo through my head. ‘ We are done here. I am leaving. And you can't stop me. ’I can’t breathe.She turns away from me and grabs her packed suitcase. I want to say so much more, but no words come out of my mouth.She leaves me standing there and moves toward the door without hesitation. I should let her go. I should step back and give her space. I should fix this in a way that doesn’t involve desperate measures.But right now…This doesn’t feel like something that can be handled by giving her space. She looks like if she leaves, she won’t return and will never talk to me again. Panic surges through me like wildfire. My body moves on its own, faster than my mind can process, and before she can even reach the handle, I slam the door shut.Click.The sound of the lock twisting into place is deafening.
GraceI finish packing Sebastian’s things and glance at the bed, my chest tightening when I see him curled up. He fell asleep when he saw me packing for too long. His tiny fingers clutch the edge of the blanket, his breathing soft and even. He looks so peaceful. For a moment, my heart wavers. He loves his Daddy so much. How will he live away from him? I walk towards him and press a gentle kiss to his forehead, lingering for a second longer than intended.If we stay, my son will get more hurt when he realizes he has a brother who shares the same name with him.I straighten up and call the nanny over. She comes rushing and stands by my side. “ Stay with him… ” I say, my voice quieter than usual. “ Don’t leave him alone until I come back. ”She nods, and I force myself to walk away.When I reach my room, I head straight to the walk-in closet and pull out my suitcases. This time, I pack my own things. My fingers move automatically, folding clothes and stuffing them into the bag. I fe
Grace“ Whose child is that? ” I question.An eerie silence falls in the space. Looks are exchanged. Heavy breaths are released.The question must be too hard to answer even if it is so clear. I look into the child’s blue eyes and don’t look away. He stays rigid on his spot, never wavering, even under my penetrating gaze. “ What is your name? ” I find myself asking when the silence stretches for too long.A frown forms between the child’s brows, and he replies without hesitation. “ Sebastian. ”My breath hitches, my chest tightening as if the air has thickened around me. My fingers tremble slightly at my sides, and I curl them into fists to stop the shaking.Sebastian. My son’s name. A dizzying wave of nausea rolls over me, tightening its grip on my lungs. I can barely breathe.I swallow hard, my throat dry, and my heart pounding in my chest.“ Sebastian… ” I whisper, the name foreign on my tongue even though I have said it a thousand times before.The boy tilts his head slightly,
GraceTristin underestimates my understanding of him.I know when he is lying. And when he said that ‘no’, he was clearly, desperately trying to make me believe that there is nothing he is hiding from me. But everything I wanted to know was written right on his face.The question is…Will I ask him that question again? No. I gave him a chance. He didn’t take it.Now, I need to find out everything in my own way. As he tells me that we will go home together and that he just has one meeting to attend, I nod and tell him that I will wait for him.After he leaves, I take out my phone and see the contact information Talia has sent to me—the private detective.Her Aunt has already told the detective about me. So, I click a picture of Serena from the photographs and sent it to him with her name.A message appears on the screen, asking me about what kind of information I seek.I stare at the screen for a moment. What do I want to know? Her connection with Ethan or why Tristin looks so uncomfo
Tristin“ Leave, Luca. Do what I said. I want them gone. Tonight. ” I tell Luca while keeping my eyes on her.“ Yes, Boss. ” Luca hurries out and moves past her.Grace walks inside once he has left and closes the door behind her. I straighten up, my gaze flickering to her fingers that are turning white around the envelope she is gripping too tight.“ What is this? ” Grace’s voice stays low as she comes to stand on the spot where Luca sat moments ago.“ What? ” I blink calmly.Her hands shake as she rips the envelope open and takes out some pictures. Before I can open my mouth, she throws the pictures towards me.They fly across the space and hit my chest before dropping on the desk. Instinctively, my hands clench into fists, and my jaw grits. She is rightfully angry—I reason with myself. But a voice inside me keeps whispering…I have seen her in a more compromising position. But I have not reacted this way. I look down at the pictures. Just like I thought…That bitch kneeled between
TristinHe must have sent her something by now. I rotate the phone in my hand, watching the blank screen. Luca sits on the other side of the desk, watching me closely.“ Boss, you should have explained everything to her. ” He suggests.I lean back and drop the phone on the desk. I have been waiting for her to call me and ask if I have slept with Serena.But Grace has not done that. Now I think she will come here personally, to confront me. In about an hour or so. Luca is right. I should have explained everything to her. But what do I tell? Do I say…Oh Grace, you know what? We have a new family now and you can just accept them. Or maybe she will readily accept everything even if I do not want to.I am…a selfish bastard, and the only people I care about in this world are my mother, sister, my wife, son, and my friend sitting from across me.The rest of the people…They can burn for all I care.It has always been this way.That’s why…I don’t know how to handle this sudden slap in th
GraceA woman should never ignore her intuitions.When something feels wrong…She should believe that something is wrong instead of trying to find reasons to prove that nothing is wrong.Because when you try so hard to prove nothing is wrong, and it turns out to be a mistake, it hurts more.I stare at the three pictures on my desk. In the first one, Serena is kneeling between Tristin’s legs, holding onto his knees In the second, she is hugging him from behind.In the third, she is on her toes, her hands over his coat, and her lips so close to his. Why did he smell like her so thoroughly? It was because she was all over him. It was because…he was doing things he shouldn’t have done with her. I grip the edge of the desk, my fingers digging into the wood, the unease in my chest tightening with every second I spend staring at those pictures. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be looking at these images, shouldn’t be letting my mind spiral like this.But I can’t help it. Every inch of