Time passed, and soon it was midnight. Lightning streaked across the dark blue sky amidst the roars of thunder. Heavy rain poured thereafter. There was a noise from the door. Mona opened the front door, completely drenched from the rain, lending her a disheveled appearance. Mona brushed off the rain that had gotten all over her and took off her shoes before trudging her heavy footsteps past the hallway into the living room. “Are you done frolicking around? The sudden voice in the room startled Mona. She turned to the sofa where the man was sitting. Following a strike of lightning, she got a good look at his grimacing side profile. By the sound of the man’s voice, he appeared furious. Mona pursed her lips and explained, “My phone ran out of battery while I was out.” Thaddeus rose to his feet and strode over to Mona. He stood before her and pinched her chin. He frowned at the sight of her swollen eyes. “Were you crying?” Mona slapped the man’s hand away and turned her h
Weariness was written all over Mona’s dark eyes, and she was about to collapse under the weight of her emotions. It suddenly felt exhausting to live. She was human, and there were moments when she just wanted to have a breakdown and be done with it. Mona spun on her heel and put her shoes on in the hallway. “Where are you going?” Thaddeus drew close and watched Mona get ready to leave. The way he saw it, the woman was sulking. She was throwing a tantrum because he said something he did not mean. The man stood there and watched her with a straight face. Still, he carried himself with haughtiness. “That’s enough, Mona. Get upstairs and go to bed!” “No!” With emotions running high, the only thing on Mona’s mind was to go against the man. She had so much fury pent up inside her with no outlet to blow off steam. She was better off taking a walk than fighting with the man here. She put on her shoes and walked out of the residence, closing the door with a bang. Mona advance
After Mona left the Fontaines’ residence, she wandered aimlessly. Alex drove past the house and picked her up to bring her back to his home where she spent the night. Her eyes were vacant, and her mind was elsewhere as she gazed at the beautiful garden outside the window. Now that she thought about it, she had been rash last night. Her past was the most delicate subject. Mona had to toughen herself up in the presence of the rich and powerful. Nevertheless, she had her fragile moments. Mona was allowed to be upset and emotional about it, but she had to move forward after that. After blowing off steam, Mona should put her mask back on and return to the Fontaines’. She lifted the covers and put on her slippers to wash up. Mona opened the door and saw a slender man making breakfast in the kitchen. “Are you up? Come and have breakfast.” Alex served a steak on the table. Mona drew close and pulled a chair to sit down. She looked around Alex’s house. It was an amazing crib with fl
Alex kneaded his temples. “Come on. It was because of my sister. She’s been demanding to see you lately. It was late, and I still couldn’t calm her down, so I lied that I was going to meet you. I thought I should drive out and circle your place before going back.” “You can’t keep up with this. You should take her to the hospital,” Thaddeus said before heading toward the glass villa. He had always been perfunctory and aloof around the subject of women. He was less than interested in women. Alex looked back at Thaddeus and urged, “Have a proper conversation with Mona. Don’t argue.” Thaddeus appeared before Mona with a poker face, and just like that, she lost her appetite. The pair looked at each other in silence, waiting for one another to speak. Mona pulled out a napkin and wiped her mouth before getting up to bring the plate to the kitchen. Thaddeus grabbed her arm. “The maids will clean that up.” Mona nodded her head and put the plate back on the table. She wiped her han
Mona walked out of the changing room after a change of clothes. She stood before a mirror to tie her hair into a ponytail. “Hello.” A beautiful girl emerged from the back and stood behind Mona with a smile. Mona lifted her gaze and looked at the young girl while tying her hair. The girl was pretty and exuded youth. She carried herself with grace and possessed charm and composure beyond her years. She would certainly stand out among a crowd. “Your dress is beautiful. What label are you wearing?” Mona smiled at the girl through the mirror. “I don’t know, but you can check the label.” The girl rubbed her hands together with glee. “Thank you. You’re really beautiful inside out.” She then approached Mona from the back to check on the label. “It’s a niche French designer brand. Yours is from its bespoke collection. Only one of its kind exists in the world.” The girl lamented, “It’s impossible to get it even if you have money.” Mona knew it. Thaddeus had exquisite taste, and
“I don’t want to do anything against my will, and this makes me unhappy. I don’t want to do it.” Turning on her heel, Mona took off in large strides. Thaddeus was taken by surprise. Who got under the woman’s skin? It was her duty as Mrs. Fontaine to attend events with him. The man put his hands furiously on his waist. He was livid, to say the least. He glanced at the woman’s back, his gaze falling on her dress. There was a blue glob on it. The sticky liquid looked rather unsightly. The movers and shakers on the other end turned their attention to Mona’s abrupt departure. Their eyes drawn to the stain on Mona’s dress. With a glint in his eye, Thaddeus took quick paces over and carried Mona in his arms. Mona shrieked as she fell into the man’s embrace. The man swiftly brought her into the changing room. “Your dress is dirty. Don’t you pay any mind to your appearance during important occasions?” The man lowered his head and stared at Mona. Dumbstruck, Mona felt around he
Mona left the golf course and returned to Fontaine Residence. Jennifer was not pleased that Mona stayed out all night. Nevertheless, her son’s wallet grew thinner every time Jennifer gave the woman hell. Hence, Jennifer kept all her grievances and complaints in mind so she could get even with Mona in the future. Not feeling quite herself, Mona proceeded upstairs. “Where were you yesterday, Mommy?” With his arms crossed, Bobby pulled a long face like a school principal supervising detention. Acting like a misbehaving student, Mona stuck her tongue out and made an excuse. “I went to your godmother’s home.” Mona got down on one knee and smoothened the little man’s knotted brows, feeling amused and loved. The only person in the world most worried about her safety was probably her precious son. “You went to Linda’s place? Don’t lie to me, Mona.” Bobby skeptically sized Mona up, unconvinced by her answer. Mona slapped Bobby’s bottom. “Hey, punk. Why are you addressing me by m
“I’ll remove the white hair and show you.” Bobby pulled two strands off Mona’s head and suddenly turned frustrated. “Oops. I must be blind. I thought I saw white hair. Sorry, Mommy. Did I hurt you?” Mona stared at the black hair in Bobby’s hand before giving her son a skeptical look. Was the little man seeing things, or was he up to something again?Before Mona had a chance to ask her son, Bobby slipped out of Mona’s arms and ran away. The little man was growing stranger by the day. “Mrs. Fontaine, someone is here to see you.” Not long after Bobby left, Maria came upstairs and knocked on the door. “Who is it?” Mona turned from her design sketch and looked at Maria at the door. “It’s your manager, but Old Mrs. Fontaine wouldn’t let her in. She’s waiting in the garden outside.” Mona put down her pencil peevishly. “Why didn’t Old Mrs. Fontaine let her in?” “Who knows? Old Mrs. Fontaine hasn’t been in a good mood since yesterday. She’s been giving everybody a sour fa