CHLOE. The words Ethan said to me kept reiterating in my head. Every word kept resounding, reminding me that he still hated me as much as the first time. My hands were on the chopping board, slicing the vegetables into small sizes for the soup. Still, I could not bring myself to forget the words and how mean he sounded toward me. He almost killed me. He grabbed my neck and made to suffocate me. His eyes rang with anger toward me. Like the Ethan, I met the first time I came in here. It scared me, I wouldn't lie. I even had to leave his room half naked, fortunately, there was no one in the hallway and nobody saw me when I ran into my room. “Are you fighting with someone or the vegetables doing something to you when you went to get them from the store?” Grandma’s voice sounded behind me. I didn't look down at the vegetables, I was only chopping away. When I did lower my head, I saw that the vegetables had scattered all over the board and table. Goodness, I did not realize what I was
ETHAN. “You mean the tears that dropped from her eyes are good signs?” I asked and the doctor nodded. I saw water roll out of Emily’s eyes so I called the doctor to come check her out. I am now shocked he said the tears from her eyes were good signs. This was great news for me. “Yes, it means her organs are becoming active which can stimulate full recovery. We can expect her to wake up fully within six months,” he said. My eyes went wide and I felt a tug in my heart. My stomach felt full instantly and I felt a gash of energy within me. I couldn't believe it but it was happening right in front of me. The doctor said my sister was going to make a full recovery within six months. This was great news. I couldn't fully believe it but he was my doctor and whatever he said goes. “I noticed that she has been actively experiencing different emotions which caused her recovery to be this fast. Has anyone been causing this? That is the only explanation I could come up with, someone has b
CHLOE. After Granny told me Emily was going to wake up soon, I felt all kinds of excitement. I couldn't wait to finish my work for the day and then go and see her. I couldn't wait to share the news with her. Although she already knew of course. The doctor was in the room and she must have heard it from him.Stepping into her room, I noticed something odd. The machines in her room were not beeping as regularly as they used to. There was a sound pattern that I was using and when I checked, I saw that her oxygen had been unplugged. My eyes went wide with horror. I couldn't believe it. Who removed it? I rushed over to her and touched her wrist to check for a pulse but I got none which shocked me. What happened? Who removed it? I couldn't believe it as I struggled to place the mask back on her face. Why didn't I get any pulse? She was breathing. She wasn't breathing, I confirmed it when I placed two fingers underneath her nostrils. She really wasn't breathing. Oh, Lord! Who unplugged
KATHERINE. This was the only opportunity I had to see Ethan and make him mine. I couldn't leave. I had to do something so I instantly fell to my knees. Grandma has a soft heart even though she is mean on the outside. I could break her easily this way. I winced as my knees hit the floor to make her believe I was weak. “Grandma, he needs me. I have been with him from the beginning. I know how to make him feel better. We all know Emily was his last hope at humanity and how devastated he would be now.” I sighed. My voice sounded throaty, as though I was weak and couldn't move even as little as my arm. I needed to arouse pity. To make her feel for me and then think I could make Ethan feel better. Grandma cared for Ethan like he was her son. She loved him very much and would do anything for him to be happy. “I can help Ethan. I am only here because of him, nothing more.” Her eyes thinned, she was thinking about it which meant that I might actually have a chance. I felt so much excite
CHLOE. I was surprised when I saw Sarah in front of the cell. She covered her mouth, gasping after she saw me. I saw her eyes start to water when she neared the gate. “What happened?” She asked, her voice low. “I didn't know you were going to come,” I said. “There is nothing you tell me to do that I wouldn't do. You save my mother. One Ethan paid my mother’s bills because of you. Thank you.” Ethan?“What name did you just call?” I asked. “Ethan.” She repeated. “Wait, how did you know it was Ethan who paid the bills?” I asked. “I was told by the doctor. I asked him and he told me.” She responded. The anonymous person who had paid the hospital bills was Ethan. I almost couldn't believe it. “It is fine. I called you here for a reason. I need your help,” I started. “Anything you ask me to do, Chloe.” She stretched her hand through the open space and then I moved closer to her. “I am going to jail.” “Jail?” Her eyes went wide. “Yes, I am going to jail because of a murder tha
ETHAN. Maybe I should have been the one trapped in the car that day the terrible accident happened. Miraculously, I found myself outside of the car while Emily was trapped in there. I tried my best to get her out but I couldn't. When the ambulance arrived, my sister had lost consciousness and she never opened her eyes after that day. Now she was dead. My sister was taken to the morgue, and she was pronounced dead. I shut my eyes feeling a pang of headache on the front of my head. The next second, my phone started to ring, and I checked the caller's identity to find the lawyer in charge of my sister’s case. I picked up on the second ring. “Yes?” “Sir Ethan, are you coming to the court tomorrow? You know Chloe would be charge to court tomorrow?” He asked. “Coming for what?” I asked calmly, I was really trying to be as easy as possible. “To witness her judgment. Do you not want to watch her Cry?” He stated with a tone of mockery which only heightened the anger I was holding back.
ETHAN. I stumbled over Chloe’s request and scanned through what she had written. She told me to give her grace. Not to rush in judging her. “I am not a good person, but I can assure you that I am trying to be better so give me time.” Did she write this because she knew she was going to kill my sister? She was trying to get me to trust her even after murdering my sister. She knew what she was doing. She was nothing but a witch. Chloe was clever, she knew what she was doing all this while. Goodness, I shouldn't have even trusted her for one second. I shouldn't have allowed her on the main floor that led to my room and that of Emily. I was stupid to have even trusted her in the first place. I was dumb! Just then, my phone rang and I picked it up. It was a female voice. “Please, don't end the call. I really need to talk to you. You have to listen to me, this is between life and death. You don't want to kill someone who didn't do anything right?” Her voice was shaking with fear. It
CHLOE. I became too stunned to speak. Grayson and Olivia walked over to me with the same disdainful expressions. They had mockery on their faces. Olivia laughed and Greyson joined her. “Look at you. You are shameless. Your life is worthless. I feel like you were the one who brought shame to your family. Bad luck rather!” Greyson mocked. I felt so much anger watching someone who betrayed my family have the last laugh. After all he did to me, he had the nerve to say words like this to me. I felt so much anger yet I could not do anything about it. “Greyson, it is such a relief that you left her and came to me. See how miserable her life is. You should be happy that I even accepted your proposal and saved you from someone like her!” Greyson extended his hand over to her. He pulled her closer and then kissed her forehead. I felt a tug in my chest, not because I still loved him or cared about him. It was because of the betrayal. They looked like the winners when I should be the one w
CHLOE. After handling everything at the office, I couldn’t help but feel relieved. The government had finally returned all the profits they had made while managing our company over the years. Sure, it wasn’t as much as we could have earned if we had been in control ourselves, but it was fair enough. It was better than nothing. It had been years. Although the profit was still massive. Once the work was done, my mind roamed back to my best friend and what I had said to him the previous day. Guilt ate at me. He had been nothing but kind to me—unlike Ethan, who always demanded something in return for the help that he rendered to me. David had never once asked for anything from me, let alone something so big. He had never deprived me. Ethan took every chance to make me feel smaller, he was that kind of person, and I hated him. I hated myself more for always falling for his tricks. As I walked down the reception area- my heels hit the floor. I was wearing the new Kate heels, and it was s
ETHAN. Chloe’s mood changed rapidly and I couldn't help but blame it on that bastard, he had to be the one who hurt her and made her feel that sort of way. He was nothing but a fuvking bastard and I was going to make him pay. He must be jealous because he jade fuvking her back in the van. I wanted to him, he was standing by the parking lot, pacing back and forth. The moment he turned to me I grabbed him and punched him hard in the face. “What did you say to Chloe?” I demanded, my voice cold and sharp.He turned to face me, his expression a mix of anger and astonishment. “I told her the truth, that you’re no good for her. That you’re just using her. And you are nothing but a bastard. You don't deserve her at all!” I clenched my fists, trying to hold back the urge to punch him again. The punch that I gave him actually affected me, the place where I was shot so I did not want to strain it further but I kept staring at him with a frowned expression. “Who the fuck are you to know whe
ETHAN. I couldn't resist her anymore. I had always wanted her and this wasn't an exemption. I wanted her badly so when she told the waiter to call me to her van, I did. Her van was huge, there was a very comfortable place for us to be in. I didn't mind kissing her. And fucking her. She laps looked like someone that wanted to be fucked by me hence I did not mind. So when she grabbed my shirt and pulled me to her, I gave in. I touched her first. I initiated it. I loved her and wanted her. I knew that she was mine, she had always been mine and the David guy was just there for nothing. I was going to take her back because she belonged to me. I would take her son too, I would treat him like mine. I knew that she wouldn't want to leave Eli, this was the reason I would build a connection with the little boy and then marry his mother after Savid had left. Chloe Hathway was the line of woman that I wanted to have - anyone would want to have her no matter what. I took her lips I to my own,
ETHAN. I couldn't deny that I felt jealous when Chloe left with that man called David. I was certain that he was happy that Chloe had left with him instead of stay with me like I had projected. I hated seeing the duo together. I wasn't sure who David was but certainly, I wanted to get id of him. I wanted Chloe to be mine alone. If I could have her as mine, she could then take up the space that belonged to her. I do u ted that she even knew how much I loved and wanted her to be mine. I made a mistake from the start. I didn't like that I did. That I made her suffer, I hated it so much. I had thought that she hurt my mother when she didn't and now I was paying for it. For the evil that I had done to her. The doctor finished dressing my wound, his hands quick and rehearsed as he worked on me. I had been two days since Chloe had been with me, she was always coming to see me and helping around. And god I loved it so much. Yeah, I wa sgoing through pain. The nurses were leaking my wound w
ETHAN. The hospital wasn't a place that I loved not after the death of my mother. Plus, my sister being in a coma and all of that. This made me hate the hospital. However, being here instead of her kind of made me happy. There was no regret, not even an ounce which was just weird because I had never felt this way toward any body. Well, Chloe Hathway was not just anybody. She was Chloe Hathway, a woman that I cherished in a way that I could not control. Chloe had a way of making me feel different. When I opened my eyes the next day, I was told that Grandpa had come to visit. But then I wanted to hear about Chloe.Hence I asked the nurse if she came. The nurse said yes. “Your wife, right?” She asked and I found myself shaking my head positively. Did Chloe introduce herself as my wife? I was happy with it though. She acted as my wife. “She was here all through the night and she only left when the police called her. She is such a caring woman,” the nurse had said. I felt more fulfil
CHLOE.The moment I stepped into the interrogation room and saw Olivia, every part of me twirled with anger. Why was she here? How did she come here? Why didn't I think that she could be the one behind all of these? She was nothing but a bitch who wanted advantage where she didn't belong. Staring at her right now I felt like smacking her face but then it was going to be tagged as insult. However when she opened her mouth, I started to have a rethink. Perhaps smacking her wasn't an outright bad idea. Her words annoyed me to the core and it took some level of self-control to not slap her face.“You!” she spat, pointing an accusatory finger at me. “Are you the one who told them to arrest me? Isn’t putting my husband behind bars enough? Now you want to destroy my life and my children’s lives too?! You want to leave them without a mother and father. You want me dead like your mother died?!” She shouldn't have mentioned my Mother. Mentioning my mother was the last level of self-control t
CHLOE. The shot had been so fast. I couldn’t even process it until I was nuzzling Ethan in my arms, his blood staining my hands. It was so bad that it felt like imagination. I couldn't bring myself to believe that he had been shot. How did this happen? And why? Who had shot the gun? Where did it come from? It happened so fast that I couldn't imagine it even though it was unfolding right in front of me. The glass wall had shattered all over the floor. Some had gotten into my skin as well. I just didn't mind because it didn't cause so much damage. I asked for help. Calling everyone around me. I begged them t help me and they did. The ambulance soon came and they look Ethan from me. Eli ran to my side after they had taken Ethan from me. “Are you his wife?” The nurse ahe asked me and I knew I had t say yes so that they woke allow me to be with him. Ethan had taken a bullet from me, I had to be with him. Sitting in the hospital hallway, the events kept replaying in my mind, over and ov
CHLOE. I couldnt help but wonder what I could do to her to make her feel the heat of me. To make her understand that I was back and I couldn't be meaaws with. I kept staring at her wondering where I could start from. She stood before me, her face pale and streaked with tears, her hands clasped tightly as she pleaded like a mourning mother. She looked sepressed. She wasn't as glmmes as she uses to be. She wore apurole dress which matched her hair like a monochrome. She was very bad with clothes, I changed her life back then. “Please, Chloe, show Grayson mercy. He has children, and I’m expecting another baby… him being in prison isn’t fair to them. Please…”I couldn’t help the bitter laugh that escaped my lips. It echoed through the room like a sharp blade. Although a part of me wa surprised that she was pregnant. She didn't look like she wa aacreying a baby. It could be one of her lies again but that didn't matter. I wouldn't have to hurt her again now that she had stated she was pr
CHLOE. The camera flashed on me over and over. I watched as my life came back to me. The person that I had always been. Chloe Hathway! “It took my family seven years to regain our wealth,” I said, my voice steady as I stood before the press, cameras still flashing and microphones poke toward me. “Getting justice for my family was the true battle. I had never in my entire life thought it was going to be so hard to get back what was mine. I was someone with the belief that whatever belonged to you could never be taken away from you!” I sighed, counting that mindset very stupid. Whatever belonged to you could be taken away countless times by people who couldn't even use it. One reporter stepped forward, her voice came clear. This time a reporter did not look at me with hatred. They were not mad at me like the rest of the world. “Miss Hathaway, we’ve heard that Mr. Grayson committed fraud and pinned it all on your father, using the company as a cover. Can you confirm this?” She asked