ETHAN. Talking to Matilda about my mom only brought back the emotions that I had been keeping in. The death of my mom took a big toll on me. The only reason I became this way was because of the death of my mother. Things instantly changed in my life. Even in my sister’s life. The death of my mother really ended a lot of things in my life. It had been hard, very hard to get things done. I had to put all of my energy into work. I became a shadow of myself, someone that I didn't recognize anymore. I hated it so much. I didn't like that all I did was work. But then there was nothing that could keep me distracted better than work. I left Matilda at the pool and went to my sister’s room where she had died. I got into the room and the smell of disinfectant rushed to my nostrils. Grandma had cleaned the room thinking that it was going to help me move on. It didn't. I only used work to cover everything up. I used to work in self-defense. A distraction from the real thing. I became a c
CHLOE. If my death was going to make him happy then I was ready to die. I would gladly die for him to be happy. I was the one who made him lose his smile, it was just right that I would be the one to bring back that smile. He tightened his grip on my neck, and I shut my eyes to let it happen. Then his voice sounded, “If you think that I am going to give you the easy way out then you are lying to yourself!” He growled at my face and then let me go. “I am sorry.” I let out once more. “No, you are not sorry. You are poor and helpless. If you were still rich, you would still be prideful. The same person that you have always been. Don't make it seem like the apology is from your heart!” He growled at my face. I felt so much pain down to my feet. My eyes ached from so many tears. I felt nervous in the belly. I wish that he could see that I was telling the truth. I would never harm a person in that manner. I was proud and I spoke to people in harsh ways but then I would never hurt
DAMIEN. After parking my car, I walked over to the doctor’s office as he had sent a nurse to call me over to his office. He wanted to tell me things about Grandma. I didn't know why I had been avoiding going to see her. I was scared of what she would say. The questions that I had to ask her, I didn't know what her answer would be. I didn't want her to tell me she knew she was my mother all along but then she watched me struggle. It would break my heart. Maybe she didn't long for me as much as I did her. Getting to the doctor’s office, he got to his feet and then bowed to me out of respect for me. I went and sat before him and then he picked a file that had grandma's name on it. He went through the file and then I saw his eyes round. He raised his head back to me with a disapproving look. “What is wrong?” I asked. “Well,” he paused and then swallowed. “The files state that she has amnesia right now which means she can't remember anything. She hit a major part of her head and th
CHLOE. “Mom, what do you mean by you didn't block anyone’s source of income?” I asked tapping her arm gently. She shut her eyes and said nothing more but then I could see that she was trying her best to speak. Her head was moving gently, as if she was nodding her head negatively but then I didn't fully understand what she was saying. “Mom, are you okay?” I asked, still tapping her gently. I stared at her softly, between tears at this point. I hated seeing her look so weak because my mom was a strong woman. She hated weakness. This was the only time I had ever seen her weak, sad, or being able to do the littlest things. “Mommy…” I called gently, and tears unknowingly slipped out of my eyes. My mother had been subjected to the lowest point of her life and I hated it. I loved to see the strong woman and stern woman. Sometimes it was hard to deal with her but everything she taught me helped me so much. I held her hand with one hand and then used the other to wipe the tears that were
CHLOE. I was scared that he would use sex to push my baby away from my womb. But then I couldn't disobey him. I had to obey whatever he said and told me to do. His eyes were stern which meant that he was back to being the Ethan that I dreaded. His eyes were on me as I started to remove the clothing on my body, I did it as fast as I could while my heart ached in my chest. I felt like I was confined. Unable to make my decisions. But then I had to. “Get on the bed,” he commanded. I walked over to the bed and sat on it. “Spread your legs.” He huffed. I did as commanded once more, spreading my legs for him to come between me. “Turn around and give me your back.” He hissed, clicking his tongue as if he was irritated by me. I turned around and arched my back so that he could come behind me and fuvk me as much as he wanted. He came on behind me and dealt with his trousers until they fell below his butt. The next second, he rubbed his dick on my butt. I could feel him digging and
CHLOE. I wanted to tell him badly, that I was carrying his child but then who would want the same woman who caused the death of his mother and his sister? I have subjected him to nothing but pain. Hence I thought of a lie. “I was thinking about something,” I said silently and then stepped out of the room even before he told me to. I had walked to the door, picked up my dresses, and then stepped out of the room. On my way to my room, I saw Matilda walking toward me. She was shocked to see me, probably surprised that I was walking out of Ethan’s room. She stopped in front of me and then placed one hand on the side of her waist. She looked at me with disdain, her eyes scanning me like I had dirt all over my body. “Why are you coming out from Ethan’s room,” she asked with disdain. I sighed tiredly as I wasn't ready to have a battle with her. I did not need her to insult me as I had already had enough from Ethan and myself. “Perhaps you should go in there and ask him. Could you l
CHLOE. I walked out of the kitchen after warming up the water for the morning. My stomach had been aching, I felt like the whole juggling and ramming was too much for the child. I got some vitamin C for the child. Resting against the sink in my kitchen, I couldn't help but think about yesterday and how much Ethan showed that he hated me. It had been long since I felt such hate from him. He grabbed my neck and squeezed me so hard that I could feel his fingers in my skin. I brought it back, the hatred that he had for me, was me who brought it back. Or Matilda. I wonder why she hated me so much. I didn't even do anything to her but she had done nothing but show me how much she despised me. I sighed and dropped the cup I used in the sink before going to grab a table of water from the fridge. With this, I left the kitchen with one small bottle of water in my hand. At the same time, Matilda started to approach me. She was wearing a pink loungewear. It was a designer brand, Fashion Nova
CHLOE. Ethan made sure he followed me into the hospital. He wasn't even someone that I could say no to. The doctor attended to us first despite the others who had arrived before us. All the necessary things needed for the test were taken from me. I felt so much fear as the nurse moved around and took these things from me. I was so scared that they would tell Ethan what was wrong with me. A part of me was relieved the child would also be checked out. I really wanted to know how my baby was doing. To be sure the rough sex did not affect it. The nurse kept looking at me and it seemed she already knew what was wrong with me. We were in the doctor's office when he came in with a file. “Mr Ethan, congratulations!” He announced. My heart skipped a beat. I was in deep trouble. He would know. Ethan was going to know and he would tell me to abort the child. He would tell me to leave his house after. Just what if I die after aborting the baby? I was in deep trouble. My mother's bills stil
CHLOE. I thought to myself that David wasn't that bad, perhaps I could learn to love him. It shouldn't be so hard to learn to love someone. But it was so hard to unlearn loving. We danced to the music, just moving with the sound. It was fun, and at that moment I had nothing to worry about. I kept moving with the beat, my heart moving with the rhythm. It was so good dancing. David laughed and said some funny words as well. The music stopped and we were left with slow music. It was one of Gracie Adams's songs, this music was my work playlist. David lifted my chin and it seemed like he was going to kiss me. My heart pounded hard in my chest. I was not sure I was ready for him to kiss me but then this was the beginning of loving him right? He went as far as finding my playlist. Everything he did was to suit my taste. He did all these things just for me. Perhaps loving him was the right thing to do. Thinking about my son, it just all felt so right. “Do you want to kiss me?” He whis
CHLOE. David's request sounded like it wasn't such a bad idea. Giving him some days to prove he was worth dating. I needed to move on too. I couldn't be stuck with someone who didn't care about me. Ethan. I needed to forget Ethan too. Although I was a bit skeptical about dating. I didn't want to be with anyone like my ex-boyfriend once again. David had been with me for years, perhaps I could trust him but then Olivia was the same. She watched me and then brought me down. I told him, Yes. He smiled, happy with my answer. He held my hand and then promised that he would do anything to make me happy. Every word he said got in one ear and out the other though. I didn't want him to prove that he was worthy of being dated. No. I was just scared. I should really move on. I needed to. “You can't come here during the time of courting me. You have to stop seeing Eli as well because now you are no longer my friend. We have started dating,” I said. He raised his eyes. “That is really weird.
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