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LEXII blinked incessantly, trying to assimilate the statement Ricardo made. With creased brows, I spurted out, “What! My parents…?”Instead of responding to me, Ricardo bowed curtly and sauntered out, leaving me and Alexandra Matthew and his wife alone.“Mr. Ricardo, can you please explain the statement you just made?” I shouted his name, hoping he would stop, but he never did. I was too scared to glimpse at the couple in front of me.The sound of sobs propelled me to raise my head, and I saw Mrs. Alexandra crying with her head on Mr. Alexandra’s shoulder while he patted her comfortingly on the back.“My angel is here. My baby survived. She didn’t die.” She muttered amidst her sobs, adding to my initial confusion. Did she lose her child? What child was she talking about? What the fuck is going on, and why is no one giving me a befitting answer?As if they could read my thought, Mr. Alexandra broke the silence, “You are our daughter.” A part of my brows creased, and I threw him a que
RYANIt's been five days, and I haven't heard from Lexi. I wondered what that wench was up to. I have stared at my phone screen tirelessly, hoping that her message or caller ID would pop up, but it never did. Where is she? What is she doing with baby Isabelle?I knew she would come back. She had no place to go. The drama she performed just because I asked her to give Jasmine one of her kidneys was just to threaten me. It was very foolish of her to think that I would fall for her act.When she left five days ago, I gave her an ultimatum of two days, saying that she would come back begging after two days. It has been five days, and I haven't received even a flash from her. Has she really moved on? Did she really leave?" I gave myself a stern pat on the forehead and hissed, "Don't be so stupid, Ryan. She will come back. I am very certain that she would come back. She's just trying to act stubborn. She has nowhere to go, and she has been surviving on your money. She will definitely come
RYAN"There's nothing wrong with you, Mr. Ryan. You are just worried about the person you love. It's not a symptom of a terminal disease, and you are not dying." The doctor's words kept ringing in my head as I drove to work after leaving the hospital. "You are worried about the person you love. You are worried about the person you love," that statement rang repeatedly.Sighing, I chuckled, "That was so funny. The person I love? I wasn't even thinking about Jasmine. If it was Jasmine, then it would be understandable because she was the only woman I love, but I was fucking thinking about Lexi, that leech. How is she the person I love? And worry? I don't fucking give a damn about her." "This doctor is spewing nonsense. I'm not sure he learned his job well," I muttered, driving into my company's park. After making sure I had parked appropriately, I stepped out and walked into the company.Stepping out of the elevator, my secretary came to meet me and greeted me with a smile, "Good mornin
LEXIFour Years Later.I stepped out of the car, holding a textbook in my hand. I was just coming back from a lecture, and I don't have a car. Don't misunderstand the situation. My father has opted to get me a car countless times, and I kept rejecting the offer anytime he asked. I mean, I just didn't want to start living a flashy lifestyle. Only a few people knew that I am an Alexandra, and I wished to keep it that way so that I could live a normal life without having to go everywhere with guards around me. "How much is the ride?" I questioned, lowering my head so that I could see the driver's face.A smile spread on the driver's face, and he shook his head. "I'm not a taxi driver," he revealed.My eyes widened and almost left their socket in disbelief when I heard his statement. Did I really board a stranger's car without suspecting? What if he was a kidnapper? I've got to be careful next time."Oh my God! I am so sorry. I thought you were a taxi driver. That was why I entered withou
ENGLANDRYANDescending from my car, I strolled into the house. Emily hurriedly sprang up from the couch she was seated on before I stepped in and rushed towards me."Brother, welcome home. I...," She tried to talk, but I tossed the bag I was holding, flinging it over an empty couch, and I quickly dashed over the stairs into Lexi's room.My face fell with disappointment when I found the room empty again. What was I even expecting? Have I really gone mad? Do I expect a woman I mistreated and chased out of my house to be sleeping in her room? I knew that was a crazy thing to ask, but I really wished it happened that way. Every day for the past four years, I have been coming into Lexi's old room, hoping that I would meet her here. It took me six months to accept that I was really worried about her, and it took me a year to accept that I was actually in love with her. Why did it take me so long before I realized? Why does it have to be when I have deserted her and chased her away?Ever s
ITALYLEXI"Thank you for the patronage. Please, do come around next time." The cashier said, handing over the things we picked at the mall to us. I collected it from her and returned a wide smile. With Isabelle's hand intertwined with mine, we trekked home since the mall we visited was just down the street. It was Isabelle who suddenly requested chocolates and creamy yogurt who made us step out of the house at that time of the night.Just as we were about to step into the house, I sighted a bouquet of flowers by the entrance, wrapped with a blue wrapper. A part of my brows creased as I looked outside, trying to see if the owner was around, but I couldn't find anyone."Mum, is that yours?" Isabelle asked, letting my hands go.With creased brows, I shook my head negatively. "No, darling. It's not mine. I don't know who owns it," I responded.Isabelle rushed to where the bouquet was kept, picked it up, and removed the letter from it. Before I could reprimand her for picking up what doe
LEXI"Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our descent into England. Please turn off all portable electronic devices and stow them until we have arrived at the gate. In preparation for landing in England, be certain your seat back is straightened and your seat belt is fastened." The announcer's voice wafted into my ears, and I obliged, doing what he asked me to do for myself and Isabelle, who was sitting beside me.After what seemed like forever, our plane landed, and we trudged out after clearing our bags and taking them.I shut my eyes and opened them back as I inhaled the fresh air of England, the same country that held most of my memories. I wouldn't say that I had the plans of returning now, but my father's situation forced me to come back. Yesterday, when mom called me again, she told me that his condition is now stable, but the little girl in me wouldn't want to stay back in Italy knowing that her father is in a critical condition, which was the reason I booked the next flight
LEXIStepping out of the airport, we luckily found an empty cab and hopped into it after tucking our luggage into the trunk. The drive began, and a deafening silence fell in the car. It felt peaceful and surreal. I loved every bit of the atmosphere. "Isabelle, I hope you didn't do anything when I left you at the reception." I asked, breaking the silence. I didn't know why I felt like Isabelle shouldn't be trusted. Maybe because she was too quiet and behaved when I returned from the bathroom. That wasn't who Isabelle was. She lifted her head, glanced at my face, and gave me a knowing look. "What do you mean, Mum? Do you think I have committed a crime?" She questioned. I swallowed hard, piercing into her gaze. As I had suspected, the glimmers in her eyes were filled with eagerness, which meant she was hiding something from me."What is it, Isabelle? Say the truth right now. You know very well that I didn't train you to be a liar." I held her hands, looking into her eyes as I muttered
GENERALIsabelle went silent for seconds, glancing at Ryan unblinkingly. She was deep in thought, thinking about the question Ryan just asked.After a brief silence, she blinked and muttered, "I will be happy. It's a good thing if you turned out to be my father." She responded, stunning Ryan.His eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly. After a while, his lips curled into a wide smile. "Really, Isabelle?" He questioned, and the little girl nodded her head. "Yes, Mr. Ryan. I will be excited. She grinned brightly as she spoke. There was innocence and sincerity in her glistening eyes. "But why are you asking?" She added."Huh...?" Ryan swallowed hard, flickering as he rummaged through his head for a befitting excuse. "Nothing. It's just one of the random thoughts I used to have," he lied.She didn't doubt him. She nodded her head. "Bye, Mr. Ryan," she mumbled, waving her hand and getting out of his office. Before he could wave back, she was out of sight with her chauffeur. He breath
GENERALIsabelle ran out of the classroom when she sighted the chauffeur. "Uncle!" She shouted, running toward him. The chauffeur tilted his head in the direction of the voice and smiled brightly when he saw the young girl running toward him."How was school today, Isabelle?" He asked, holding her hand and taking the lunch box and backpack from her. "It was fine, uncle. It feels good to be in school again," she answered heartily, leaping and reciting a nursery rhyme as they walked to the car.Getting into the car, she hopped into the back seat, and he assisted her to do her seatbelt. Afterward, he went back to his seat to begin the trip.However, before he could do that, Isabelle stopped him. "Excuse me, uncle," she said. The chauffeur's hand froze. He left the key he was about to turn in the ignition and tilted his head to give her the attention she requested. "Is there any problem, Isabelle? Do you want me to do something for you?"Clamping her mouth, she shook her head. "Can yo
LexiDriving into the car park, I turned off the ignition and stepped out of the car. I walked into the elevator, and a ding sound ripped through the air as it reached the floor where my office was located. The moment I stepped out, a loud sound filled the air, startling me and causing me to take a few steps backward. Widening my eyes to look in the direction of the sound, I realized that it was a party popper. Before I could comprehend what just happened, I heard, "Welcome back to work, President Lexi. And congratulations on your recovery," my staff said in chorus, and that was when I saw everyone's faces. Aside from the staff from other departments, the office area is filled with staff from the Presidential Department.My heart tingled with admiration and excitement. I loved that. They all clapped their hands afterward. Donald sauntered out of their midst, holding a bouquet of red roses. "Welcome back to work, Lexi," he mumbled, handing over the flower to me.I narrowed my gaze as
GENERAL "Can you hear me?" Lexi asked again when he didn't answer her previous questions. She stood up and held his arm, her brows raising and her eyes widening. Since he couldn't talk because of the oxygen fixed in his nose, he blinked his eyes and nodded to her question. At the same time, Zoe and Emily ran over and intentionally pushed Lexi away. Thankfully, she was able to maintain her composure with the help of the bed. She knew the two witches were just trying to frustrate her and make her act like a madwoman, but she would forgive them today and deal with them another time. "My son!" Zoe called. "Brother!" Emily spurted out, holding his arm. The duo smiled, looking at Ryan, whose gaze was focused on Lexi. "How are you feeling?" Zoe retracted her gaze from him and moved it to Emily, "Go and inform the doctor that he's awake," she ordered. Nodding, Emily left the room and returned almost immediately with the same doctor who attended to Lexi. As soon as he saw Lexi, his brow
GENERALAnger coursed through Zoe's veins as she heard what Lexi said. It was as though she was slapped hard in the face. Her face turned crimson red with lines of anger scribbled on her facial features. She gritted her teeth and took steps forward. "What! What did you just say? How dare you call me by my name?" She shouted, her veins popping out due to anger.Lexi chuckled nonchalantly, "What was I supposed to call you with? Your daughter's name? Zoe is your name, so I will call you by that. Or... What were you expecting me to call you?...." She paused, raised her brows, and glanced at her quizzically. When she finally thought of something, she erupted into laughter, covering her mouth with her hands, "Don't tell me you are expecting me to call your mother? Oh my goodness! Have you forgotten that you are not my mother? You reminded me many times back in the days," She taunted with her words, ignoring the murderous glares emitting from them. She was less concerned. She loved it. Tha
GENERALLexi darted her gaze between her parents. She found their reactions suspicious and scary. Her mind missed a beat. Has something happened to Ryan? "Mom...? Dad...? Where is Ryan?" She asked again, her eyes dilating in anticipation of what her parents' response would be. She just hoped that it wouldn't be bad news. She owed him a lot. She would have been dead before they got saved if he hadn't intervened and stalked enough time for them. The last thing she wanted to hear was that he was gone. "The doctor said that he was in a more critical situation, and it was only by a miracle that the bullet didn't get to his heart because it was just a tiny space between his heart and the spot the bullet pierced into. He has been operated on and is out of danger, but he hasn't opened his eyes since then," her mother explained calmly. There was guilt in her eyes. Even though Ryan had once maltreated their daughter, they couldn't help but feel indebted to him. It would have been a differ
GENERAL FLASHBACK TO 12 HOURS AGO Ryan sat in his car, resting his arm on the steering wheel and staring at the mansion in front of him. He was contemplating whether to enter or not. He was there to check on Lexi, but he was scared to step in because he didn't know the reaction he would meet. The memory of the humiliation he received at the hospital was still vivid in his head, and he wouldn't want to suffer the same thing again. "You just need to go. Isabelle isn't her daughter alone. She is also yours," he mentally told himself. Shutting his eyes for a few seconds, he sighed and opened them back. Just as he unlocked the door and was about to step out, he sighted Lexi running out of the house with an oversized gown that she clutched to avoid stepping on as she walked. His brows crinkled. Why was she running? Where was she going? She looked like she was in a haste, yet she didn't take a car with her. He suspected something and decided to discreetly follow her to find out what was h
GENERALSilence overwhelmed the atmosphere at the sound of the gunshot. Ryan glared at Jasmine, shocked and afraid. What was that sound? Where did it come from? "Mommy!" Isabelle cried out, her voice lingering in the air with a lot of worry mixed with it. Her voice jerked Ryan out of his reverie, and he looked behind him. That was when he realized what was happening. It turned out that the gunshot that reverberated in the room was real and Lexi had been shot instead. Blood gushed out of her side as she clutched it tightly with her hands. Her body shook. "Argh!" Lexi winced as her body hurriedly wallowed in the pool of pain. An excruciating pang of pain coursed through her like fire on dried leaves. Ryan blinked with his mouth widened, his eyes darkened, and tears rushed to his lids. What! Jasmine really did that...? "How dare you, Jasmine?" He growled. His voice resounded like thunder, sending fears down the spines of Jasmine and her men, but they were smart enough to conceal th
GENERALLexi flinched in fear as she felt a liquid substance splashing over her. Unlocking her eyes swiftly in fear, she was shocked to find Jasmine, standing over her and pouring water over her and her daughter. The craziest part of it was it wasn't clean water, and it was already emitting a stench odor. She almost puked as the horrible smell drifted into her nose. Thankfully, she had shielded Isabelle, which protected her from the water. "What are you doing, Jasmine? What water is this?" She yelled at her, hovering over her daughter. Her voice was shaky and pathetic. None of her words wafted into Jasmine's ears. She didn't stop pouring the water until she finished the one in the bucket. Then, she flung the bucket away. "What do you think I am doing? I am trying to wake you up. Is that a bad thing to do?" She responded to her with an indifferent expression. She was totally not bothered and nonchalant about her actions. "And you think waking me up this way is the best way? How