CHLOE. Ethan kept staring at the new girl and she smiled back at him. There was a mutual feeling between them, as though they knew each other before today. I didn't like it. I didn't like that they knew each other. That Ethan looked at her like he knew her. He stared at her with a friendly gaze, I hated it. “Matilda.” He called her name once more. I disliked her name the instant he called her again. She smiled, the dimples on both sides of her cheeks pretty. I wouldn't lie, she was beautiful and with those natural dimples, she looked breathtaking. Ethan kept speaking to her and he completely lost interest in me and what I had to say.“Hi, Ethan,” Matilda said, her voice like that of a cat. I was certain that it wasn't her real voice and she was trying to impress him. “Chloe, I will speak to you later,” he said to me and then stretched his hand toward the devil in the devil’s dress. She wore a mini gown which barely covered her entire thigh. Certainly, she was trying to seduce him, t
CHLOE. Ethan told me to bring a drink for his visitor and to be very honest, I was upset that he had called me to bring a drink for the Matilda. Who was she to him? I still had that question roaming in my mind. I still wondered where she had come from and why she came here. What did she want? I listened to him and took the drunk to the hallway where he stayed to work sometimes. I saw her next to him, talking. She sat extremely close to him and I hated it. Why did she have to sit so close to him?I rolled my eyes and then set the tray before her. Her eyes were on me, she kept looking at me as if she knew me before today. Her eyes were on me the entire time while I was fuming with so much anger. I turned around and left the hallway, striding down the narrow way until I got to the stairs. I was so upset, to be honest. Why did he have to come here with her? He was always working so why did he have time to speak to her? Would she be staying here? Sleeping? I hope not. She should
ChloeI was so upset that I turned on the bed over and over, not able to nap. I didn't also feel the need to get up. But then when it occurred to me that I could go and meet Grandma and ask her about the new girl and who she was to Ethan, I jumped instantly and went to the kitchen. Getting to the kitchen, I saw Grandma prepping the ingredients we were going to use in preparing the next meal. I went to her side and started to help her with the things that I could. “Do you need something?” She asked with it raising her head to me and then I nodded because I truly needed something from her. She must have noticed that I only came to the kitchen when I didn't have anything to do just to ask her some questions.“Uhm, maybe.” I raised my eyes and she gave me a knowing nod. She knew I wanted something from her yet she didn't act like I was disturbing her. She looked like she was ready to listen to me anytime and day. I loved this about Grandma even though the first time I came here, she did
CHLOE. I had been nauseous for days now, feeling irritated at the smell of anything. It had been tough doing anything in general. I have had so many difficulties getting my daily routine done. It had been hard and I knew that I had to tell Ethan about the baby already. Matilda had been around him all this while. She had been following him, everywhere he went she was always there. I knew I had to stop postponing telling him and do it as soon as possible so that we could make our decisions. Although I knew that he could never accept the baby. However, I couldn't have an abortion. It wasn't good for me. Mom had warned me never to get an abortion. At that time we were rich and she always warned me never to get an abortion. I knew the complications that came with abortions. I guess this was the reason my mom made me help around in the hospital back then. All of the things that I knew until this day, it was my mother who helped me and put me through all of it. My mother was my te
CHLOE. I couldn't believe my ears. This had to be a misconception. How would I kill a person? A human? I couldn't have done that. I had pride, I wasn't an assassin. I raced through the rooms until I arrived at the kitchen where Grandma was in. She was stocking up the kitchen, food, and many more. I grabbed one of the apples because I suddenly started to crave one. I noticed that these days, I had been craving food I wouldn't normally eat. Irresistible hunger, I had to eat. If I didn't eat, I would become so angry and uncomfortable. These are the things that I had noticed and things that I did. “Grandma,” I called, washing the apple in the sink. She glanced at me, smiled, and looked back at the refrigerator. She was wearing a ground-length gown. It was more of a knitted wear. I couldn't help but question if she had knitted it herself. It looked very beautiful. “Grandma, I have a question,” I asked. “What question?” She asked me, stacking up the bottled water in its section.
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. 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