Today was my wedding anniversary to my husband. I should be happy right? I should be dressed in the most beautiful outfit and looking all glammed up for my husband. Ridiculous!
I was here, pacing to and fro, waiting for him to be back so that I could share the good news with him. A good news that was likely to change the course of our lives. A smile curled at the end of my lips at the thought alone.I licked my lips, afraid that if I bit them too much, they would bleed from my nervousness and the excitement bubbling in my stomach. At the thought alone, I gripped my stomach as I let out a deep breath.I was - I looked up as I heard the door creaked open. I tapped my feet impatiently as Brian appeared before me. Brian Knox, the love of my life and my husband. We have been married for two years and I would not lie, it has not always been roses. There were days we never spoke to each other. Days when he would ignore me like I did not exist and there was probably no day he had acknowledged me except for that once when he had surprisingly pulled me closer to him and we had séx. He was so articulate and gentle. A blush crept into my cheeks as the memory displayed before my eyes."Brian, you are back," I said, taking further steps toward him. "I have good news for you!"I stopped when I noticed he was neither smiling nor even acknowledging me. The smile on my face dropped as I watched a figure step behind him and stand beside him.My hands dropped to my side as the lady who I recognized vividly appeared before me. She... Angela White... I thought she had traveled?! That was what Brian told me years ago when we were about to marry!"Brian, what's this?" I asked him, making sure my voice did not break.That was enough to have him step further and walk past me. I glared at Angela when she offered me a smile that did not reach her eyes.I turned around, Brian was opening his briefcase and he pulled out a file. He extended it out to me. "Sign the papers and leave!" He sneered, making me flinch in shock."Brian?" I called his name with all the pain I was feeling at the moment. "Today is our anniversary and you brought your ex-girlfriend home!" I accused him."Jessica, just sign the papers and leave. You and I both know we were in an arranged marriage. I have gotten what I needed from the marriage. Now sign the papers and leave!" He hissed, loosening his tie. Angela proceeded to help him with it and he let her.He was right. That was true. We were arranged to be together. I could remember vividly how stiff he was that day and how he grumbled the vows he said to me. All he needed from the marriage was that he would have the right to the Knox Corporation and I... I will serve as his wife duly for two years. I was thinking that within these two years, I would have managed to let him know and love me. Except I was deceiving myself and now... This was the result."Brian, you cannot do this. I am carrying-""I do not care, Jessica. Leave now. I am now the CEO of Knox Corporation. You can leave. Don't let me use force!" He spat, glaring at me. The muscle in his had ticking as we both shared an eye lock.My eyelids twitched and my lips trembled as I tried not to shed tears. "Brian, you know how much I love you. I can't leave you!" I cried, not caring if Angela was there at all."But I don't love you. I never did. You were the reason Angela and I were separated in the first place and you are the reason we are back again, Jessica. How dare you?!" He yelled, towering over me. My jaw hardened at what he was implying. I cast a glare at her. She told him. The bitch fucking told him."I did everything a woman in love would do. I only confronted her and what is wrong with that, Brian? Answer me?" I asked.He scoffed and let out a ridiculous laughter. "Your father and you planned everything to make sure we were married. You seduced my father and made him send Angela out of the city. Do you know how hard she was barely living? How she could not feed herself. You-" He pointed to me. "You did it. You caused it. You went as far as going to a place I got for her and you had the guts to confront her like you were something to me! Jessica, you are nothing to me. You were never and will never be! Sometimes I don't recognize you anymore.""Thankfully I became the CEO, or else, who knows how she would have been faring now." He said, staring at her affectionately. Anger resonated within at the way he was looking at her. He has never looked at me that way, with those eyes. Never.He was the one who helped her back into the city. His father had made sure she was unable to live in the city but now that Brian has gotten his right to the Knox Corporation, he could undo the things his father did. That broke my heart so much. I had thought I now had Brian to myself until I saw her at the boutique. I had not even known that Brian had seen her and did not even know she was using the Knox Corp. Card to get things for herself. Brian's father had only given me when I got married to his son and I remembered how Brian had asked me to return it to him, and snatched it from me since then I never sighted the card until that day, I saw it with her. Raw anger burned through me and I had some men find out where she was living."You know what?" He clenched his jaws and pointed to the papers. "Sign them within two days and leave! I don't want to see your face. Ever. Never again!" He said, reaching out for Angela's hand."Where are you going?" I asked him.He eyed me hard. "Anywhere. For as long as I do not get to see your face!" He hissed and walked out, dragging Angela who winked at me out of the house.I slipped to the floor as tears began to roll out of my eyes. How? How can this be possible? I thought today was the day he would finally start showing me how he loved him. I thought we were finally going to become that couple I dreamt we would be. Perfect and unbreakable.Hard sobs broke out from my mouth and I could not help it. He said he did not recognize me again. I never changed. I was only in love with him and wanted to have a future with him there except he would also be absent from their own too.Our kids. His kids. My kids.I was pregnant for Brian Knox and now he has divorced me before his mistress!I shamefully signed the papers and within two days, I left his house. I did not set my eyes on Brian and I would not lie, I was hurt. Pain had been my pillow since the day he walked out on me with Angela. Angela... The bitch who had returned to snatch my husband.I gripped my bag as I stood before the cab and stared back at the building I had lived in for two years. Brian never showed me love. Never told me how much I meant to him. All he ever did was come to meet me for sex and more sex.I instinctively reached out for my belly and exhaled deeply. I was going to take care of them by myself and I will never let Brian come close to any of them. I will make sure he regrets what he did to me. And Angela… she will pay in hundredfold for taking away the father of my kids.My phone beeped with a message and I clicked it open, hoping it was a message from the company I had applied for a job in but it was from an unknown number. My brows creased as I opened the text and shock coated my face.
Wait, who is the boss? Me?I flinched as I watched the elderly man make his way toward me with concern etched on his face.“Boss, you are finally awake. We were scared that we would lose you.” He said, taking me by even more surprise.“What do you mean by that?” I drawled, hoping I did not sound like a novice.“Oh! Oh! Oh! My bad! How could I have forgotten?” He hit his head as he rose to his feet, bowing slightly. “Sorry for that. Anyway, I am Bishop and I am your personal assistant. The man your father put in charge to bring you back to the Holly Empire.” He said with a proud and bright smile.I narrowed my eyes on him. Did he get the wrong person? I was an orphan. I was made to believe my parents had died in a fatal car accident that happened years ago and I had to get on with living. Even though there were times I felt like I would give up and would even feel jealous of other people for having loving parents. I swallowed hard, shaking my head as the information was too much to ta
**FIVE YEARS LATER**“So what is my next on my schedule for today?” I asked Bishop, not looking away from the file I was working on.He shifted on his feet as he scrolled through the iPad in his hands. “The charity event.” He replied, casting me a look and I nodded.“What time?” I asked, still not looking up. I needed to finish this correction of this file before I leave the office today. It was a business deal with a company I was not familiar with. Bishop had been the one handling the deal but when he could loaded with other work, he dropped this for me to finish up.“In twenty minutes’ time. And Felicia and Israel will be having their presentation.” His curt reply came, pointedly in his tone. He knew where to catch me and he used it.He knew I could close the most important meeting to be present to watch my kids do their presentation. I could not even miss it.I let out a deep sigh and dropped my pen. “Can't you just let me finish this up?” I groaned.He clicked his tongue. “Your ch
Brian’s POVShe instantly reached to take Sabrina out of my grip as she took steps back away from me, as if I was some kind of beast who wanted to snatch her away. She held Sabrina tight to her like her life depended on it. She stood there, looking so different and elegant. I was shocked to see her. What was she doing here?My eyes hovered over her again and I blinked, not believing Jessica was the one standing before me. She attempted to hide Sabrina from me and I moved instinctively toward her.It was at this moment I realized how much I had missed her. Five years. Five years since we divorced and I realized how much of a mistake I had made. I was still paying for that. Sleepless nights. Loneliness. I felt it all at once.“Jessica?” I called again, hoping the person I was staring at was my wife... No, I meant ex-wife.The shock that coated her face disappeared and was soon replaced with indifference.“Mommy, this is Mr. Brian and he was the one who helped me with my uniform,” Sabrin
Jessica’s POV Meeting Brian did not only push me off the balance but also made me go down the memory lane I have so much refused to remember. His appearance and his voice... The way he looked at me and the way that filthy bitch had walked into the scene like she owned the place made me twist my fist in anger. I was scared, I would not lie. Brian had met Sabrina… what if he finds out about them? What If he tries to steal them from me? No, I will not let him. I will protect my children from him at all costs. I cannot let him meet any of them again. I shook my head as I tried to focus on the meal I was making. After I had left the charity event, I made sure Bishop took the kids home first while I stopped at the grocery stores to get some groceries. I had promised Sabrina that if they did well, I would bake them a cake. Due to work and all, I have not been able to sing them lullabies at night so I took it upon myself to do just that tonight. I was going to shower them with so much love
Jessica’s POVBishop made sure the kids were dropped at school as I made my way to the company. I rarely checked my schedule because Bishop does that for me. He just needed to remind me when I needed to leave or do anything.We both walked through the doors as we headed for my office. Settling into my seat, I could feel his gaze following every one of my movements. I knew what he wanted to say but I was not going to give him room for any discussion. He was going to scold me like a father and I did not like it. No one likes being scolded by the way.“Jessica—”“Bishop, can you check what we have on the schedule today?” I cut him off, directing him with a glare and his brows arched, obviously knowing what I was doing.“You cannot run away today, Jessica.” He told me.And yes, after a thousand years, I have finally gotten him to call me by my name.“What?” I drawled. “I know. I could not finish them because I was attending to the kids and —”“Or because you were preoccupied with who you
Brian’s POVI stared at my reflection in the mirror and let out a deep breath. I'll be meeting with the CEO of Holly Empire today and I've tried to contact some of my business partners to inquire about the kind of person that he was. All I have been getting did nothing to help my anxiety.I recalled the life I once lived as a billionaire who had everything within my beck and call until I divorced Jessica and everything went downhill. Now my only hope was in Holly Empire. To revive my company.After I was done, I exited the room and thankfully, Angela was not around. I did not need someone to discourage me this morning.I stepped out of the building and headed to the car where I stepped in and told the driver where I was going. I occupied myself with flicking through the internet for anything about the CEO of Holly Empire but the only thing that was consistent enough was the man’s pictures. ‘HOLLY EMPIRE ACQUIRES NEW CHAIN COMPANY!”‘HOLLY EMPIRE FUNDS ORPHANAGES AND BUILDS HOMES FOR
Jessica’s POV I knew what Bishop said sounded familiar. I had once overheard Brian telling his friend about how he wanted to make his company chained to another. A bigger company, in fact. I let out a sigh as I stared at the file Nelson had brought. “So there is no way out of this?” I asked for the umpteenth time. Bishop shook his head. “There is no way. You must get married and you must have the certificate also.” He noted. I groaned out in frustration. What exactly does Nelson want from all of these? I was Jessica Holly, the legitimate daughter. Why was he after my father’s properties? Maybe I should just give him. “That is not an option,” Bishop said, sending me a reprimanding look and making me realize I had said that aloud. “So what do you suggest I do? I can't marry you, in case you are thinking that.” He snorted. “I know of a man. His wife just died and I would say that he is gentle and would probably want nothing of this.” My brows furrowed. “And who is this man?” “F
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expression
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expression w
BRIAN’S POV I stared at my phone, tapping my fingers against the desk as the ringtone droned on for the third time. No answer. Grey wasn’t exactly the most reliable guy when it came to picking up calls, but this felt different. The longer the silence stretched, the tighter the knot in my stomach became. He should’ve answered by now. Something wasn’t right. I hung up and dialed again, muttering under my breath. “Come on, Grey. Pick up.” Still nothing. Before I could decide whether to leave another message, my phone buzzed in my hand. An unknown number lit up the screen. For a second, I debated ignoring it, but instinct told me to answer. “This is Brian,” I said sharply. “Brian, this is Officer Carter from the precinct.” The name took a second to register. Carter. I’d spoken to him before—back when Angela first got arrested. His tone wasn’t urgent, but it wasn’t casual, either. “What’s going on?” I asked, already bracing myself for bad news. There was a pause
**Angela’s POV** The metallic clang of the prison gate echoed behind me, a sound I thought I’d never hear again. For three long months, those gates had been my reality—cold, unyielding, and suffocating. Now, they were shutting behind me, leaving a hollow sense of disbelief in their wake. I took a hesitant step forward, my heart pounding in my chest as I squinted into the sunlight. Freedom felt foreign, as though I’d stepped into someone else’s life. A black car idled by the curb, sleek and polished, standing out against the drab prison exterior. I had no idea who was responsible for my release. The last time I’d heard from anyone, it was Brian's failed attempt to see me, blocked by the guards. I thought about him for a brief moment, then quickly shoved the thought away. The driver exited the car and opened the back door, gesturing for me to enter. I hesitated until I saw her. Sophia White. My mother. She stepped out of the car with the grace of someone who always command
**Chapter: Nelson’s Fake Proof** Jessica sat at the head of the conference table, addressing the shareholders with calm confidence. Her words were measured, her gaze steady. Every eye in the room was fixed on her, a blend of respect and cautious curiosity. She was building momentum, solidifying their trust in her leadership, when her phone vibrated on the table. She glanced at the screen: her lawyer, Mr. Hendricks. “Excuse me for a moment,” she said, giving the shareholders a polite smile before stepping out of the room. “Mr. Hendricks?” she said, pressing the phone to her ear. “Ms. Holly, I need you to come to my office immediately,” his voice was tight, laced with urgency. Jessica frowned. “What’s wrong?” “It’s about Nelson. He claims to have evidence that may affect your position. I think it’s best we address this in person.” Jessica’s stomach sank. Nelson was like a thorn that refused to be removed, always scheming, always waiting for an opportunity to strik