Brielle POV I set my cup down on the coffee table with just a little more force than necessary. "That’s interesting, Diana," I said sweetly. "Because you didn’t seem to need Albert’s comfort last night when Nicholas was around."Her fingers twitched against Albert’s shirt, and I saw the flicker of recognition in her eyes. She knew exactly what I meant. She understands perfectly, I could see it in her face. Albert frowned, his gaze moving between us, sensing the tension. "Brielle, she’s just scared. It’s not a big deal."I gave him a pointed look. "Albert, this is our bedroom. You can’t possibly think it’s appropriate for Diana to cling to you like this when she has her own room….and her own guest to keep her company."Diana’s lips parted, her eyes widening as if I had just accused her of something unspeakable. "Brielle, how could you say that? Nicholas is just my cousin! I would never….""Then you shouldn’t have a problem staying with him," I cut in smoothly. "I’m sure he’d be happy
Brielle POV The next day, I woke up with a pounding headache. My body felt weak, my limbs heavy like they had lost all energy. Something was not right. This was not stress or fatigue.I had felt this too many times in the last few weeks, always dizzy, always tired, and the fact that I had passed out and felt unconscious for sometime too. It's strange and I feel something is definitely wrong. I needed answers.In no time, I got dressed and drove straight to the hospital.The moment I walked into the clinic, I demanded a full test. I needed to know what was happening to me.Hours went by before the results were ready, and my hands trembled as I read them.Drugs.I had been drugged.My gut was in knots as my head was racing with possibilities. Who would do this? Who was even permitted into my food and drink stores?And then I figured it out.Diana.The only one living in this house with all the motivation to have me incapacitated, confused, and impaired.A hot rage seared my chest as I
Brielle POV I was not even out of the stairs when Diana's voice called after me."Brielle!"I stopped in my tracks, exhaling slowly before I turned around. She stood next to Rebecca, a veil of innocence on her face, her hands cradling her belly protectively as though she was the saint in this house."Would you be a dear and make some coffee for Mother?" she said sweetly.I missed the scornful tone in her voice. She knew just what she was doing, reminding me of my place in this household. I forced a thin smile. "Of course." I said not another word, just went on into the kitchen, my brain seething as I prepared the coffee. I could still hear them talking in the other room, Diana's voice sweetened with unspoken barbs.What was Rebecca doing here out of the blue? She never visited unless she needed something. And Diana… Diana was up to something, I could be sure.Pouring the now prepared coffee into a china cup, I cautiously carried it back. The moment I stepped into the living room, I
Brielle POV I hated being forced to feel like a guest in my own home, a stranger in my own marriage.I waited in the kitchen for the cookies to cook, my hand around a wad of papers from the hospital that I had yet to sort through. My mind wasn't even on the cookies…..I was still seething from my fight with Diana that morning. That she'd admitted to having given me drugs and was so cavalier about it was getting my blood boiling.The oven beeper brought me back to life. I huffed, picking up the papers and setting them down, before tying my mitts up and taking out the tray. A sweet, warm smell of fresh-baked cookies permeated the kitchen air, in contrast to this choking house tension.Stacking the cookies neatly onto a plate, I carefully balanced them and stepped out of the kitchen to continue on my way towards Albert's mother, who was in the living room drinking tea like some sort of monarch upon her throne. Diana was seated beside her, with a smug look spreading onto her face. I appr
Brielle's POVI swallowed hard, grasping the broken pieces of the plate in my hand tightly. My fingers were hurting from the sharp edges, but the hurt was nothing compared to the sting of Diana's words.She leaned against the counter, crossing her arms over her chest, sneering like she had just won a battle."Have the maid clear those things away quickly," she sneered.I brushed her aside and continued cleaning up the mess. My hands were shaking, but I mentally told myself to focus. If I reacted then, she'd win.Diana wasn't finished. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and rolled her eyes for dramatic effect."I don't see why Albert thought he needed to go and hire a maid when we already have one here anyway," she continued. "Not even a good one. Just the criminal's daughter."I stood upright, my breath caught in my throat.I raised my eyes slowly, meeting her cold, mocking ones.She knew exactly what she was doing.Albert never spoke of my dad. He never blamed me for my unavoidab
Brielle's povAlbert stood there, first-aid kit clutched in one hand, his sharp eyes scanning my face. His suit jacket was still on, but his tie was loose, as if he'd just walked in. His entrance was so sudden, I hadn't even seen the door open.I was stunned for a moment."You're back," I grumbled at last, my voice softer than I'd intended.Albert's jaw tightened. He set the first-aid kit on the table and crossed his arms."I heard your mom was here today," he said, his tone even.I twitched. Of course, he would know about it. His mother never just happened to visit me, she had a reason."She did," I said carefully, facing away so I wouldn't have to see him. "She didn't linger."Albert stepped closer, his tallness towering over me. "And?"I swallowed. "And… she asked for coffee. I made it. Then she left."I wasn't going to reveal to him what really happened.That she had slapped me.That she had humiliated me.That she had pushed me with her foot like trash on the ground.Because what
Brielle's povDiana's eyes flashed with something….guilt, maybe. But it was gone in an instant, to be replaced by a mocking laugh."Oh, come on," she teased. "It was an accident. Maybe if she wasn't so clumsy, she wouldn't…."She never got the chance.Albert's fist came crashing down on the table, rattling everything that was on it."Don’t lie to me, Diana!" His voice was cold, sharp enough to cut through the air. "I’ve put up with your games long enough, but this? This is too far."Diana’s smirk faltered for a moment."You’re overreacting, Albert," she said, standing up. She reached for his arm, trying to touch him, but he stepped back, rejecting her touch completely."You are leaving this house," Albert said firmly.My eyes widened in shock at what he'd said.Diana, however, just laughed."Leave?" she repeated, shaking her head. "Albert, I have a place to call home now. You're going to just bounce me out onto the sidewalk? I'm carrying your baby, for goodness' sake!"Albert's fists
Brielle's POVMy heart was beating fast in my chest, I stayed hidden in the hallway, listening to what Albert and Nicholas were discussing. My breathing was shallow, my trembling hands at my sides.Nicholas's voice was commanding, full of arrogance. "You have to make me the manager of your company."Albert snorted. "That's impossible." He used an irritated tone. "The board voted in the current manager. It wasn't my personal decision."Nicholas laughed, completely unfazed. "Oh, Albert. We both know that with a little pressure, you can make it so."Albert hesitated for a moment, probably struggling to hold back his rage. "I won't risk the company just to clean up after you," he said.Nicholas breathed in dramatically, theatrically. "Mess? No, Albert, this isn't my mess. This is your mess."There was the rustle of papers, then Nicholas's voice, spoken in a lowered, threatening tone. "Would you rather I release this little video? Or would you prefer to give me that post?I covered my mout
Brielle’s POVAfter dinner, I could feel the tension in the air like thick smoke. My heart was still racing from the way Albert looked at Sophia. I hadn’t planned for things to happen like that. I wanted to explain it all in my own time, not like this.Albert was still sitting with my parents in the living room. Mama was trying to change the topic, talking about her garden and the neighbors, but I could see the storm in Albert’s eyes. He hadn’t said a word since Sophia called me Mommy.I quickly excused myself and walked toward the room Sophia had been staying in. My hands were shaking. I knew I had to explain everything soon, but first, I needed to calm Sophia. Maybe she was just excited and tired.I opened the door and stepped inside.“Sophia?” I called gently.She was lying on the small bed, curled up in her pink pajamas. Her teddy bear was by her side. But something felt wrong. I walked closer and placed my hand on her cheek.My heart dropped.She was burning up.“Oh my God,” I wh
Brielle’s POVThe drive to my family home was quiet, but not in a bad way. Just peaceful. Albert kept one hand on the wheel and the other gently tapping to the soft music playing in the background. I looked out the window, feeling a mix of emotions.I was going home.But this time, I wasn’t going alone.As soon as we arrived, I opened the car door and stepped out, stretching a little. The air here smelled different. It smelled like childhood… like memories.Just as I bent to grab my bag from the back seat, I noticed Albert heading straight for the trunk. I raised my brows, confused, until I saw him pulling out his own luggage.“What are you doing?” I asked, watching him throw a strap over his shoulder.He glanced at me with a smirk. “Bringing my things inside.”“When did you even pack?”He shrugged like it was nothing. “You were busy getting ready, so I quietly packed mine too. I didn’t want to tell you. I thought it’d be a nice surprise.”I laughed softly. “You’re unbelievable. So yo
Brielle’s POVI stared at the message on my phone for a long time. My chest felt tight, like something heavy was pressing on it. I couldn’t breathe right.She’s tired of pretending. She’s asking about you again.My hands were shaking as I picked up the phone and dialed my sister’s number. She answered almost immediately.“Brielle?” she said softly.“Yeah, it’s me,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.“You saw my message?”“I did,” I said. “I… I’ll come around this week. I need to. I need to see her. I’ll spend more time with her.”There was silence on the other end, and then I heard my sister sigh.“She misses you, Brie. She keeps drawing pictures of you. She keeps asking when her ‘real mommy’ is coming. It’s getting hard to keep lying.”I wiped a tear from my cheek. “I know. I’m sorry. I’ve just been so caught up in everything. With Albert. With this new baby. With everything going wrong…”“Does he know?” she cut in.I swallowed hard. “No. Not yet.”“Brielle…”“I’ll tell him
Emily’s POVI looked at Nicholas’s message again and again under the table.“We need to talk. Urgent. Don’t let anyone see this.”My hands started to sweat. My heart was racing faster than it should. I couldn’t sit here any longer.“John,” I said softly, interrupting him in the middle of a sentence. “I’m really sorry, but something urgent just came up. I have to go.”His smile dropped. “Now? But we just…”“I know, I know,” I said, standing quickly. “It’s really important. I’ll explain later, I promise.”I grabbed my purse and walked out before he could ask more questions. I didn’t even wait for the waiter to bring the bill. I texted John a quick sorry as I rushed to get a cab.The whole ride to Nicholas’s new place, I couldn’t sit still. What was so urgent? Was something wrong? Or… was it about us?By the time I reached, my heart was thumping like crazy.Nicholas opened the door before I could even knock. His eyes softened the moment he saw me.“You came,” he said.“Of course I came.
Rebecca’s POVAs I sat by Brielle’s bedside, pretending to check on her, I could barely keep my thoughts in one place. I smiled at her, asked how she was feeling, nodded as she thanked me for the flowers, but none of that mattered to me. I wasn’t here for her. I was here to watch. To observe. To plan.When I finally left the hospital room, I headed straight for my car, slamming the door shut harder than I meant to. My blood was boiling.Emily.She thinks I don’t know. She thinks she’s clever. But I saw the way her hands shook when I asked why she was here. She wasn’t just checking on Brielle. Something else was going on.And I had a very strong feeling it had to do with him.Nicholas.That useless boy, Diana’s cousin. I never liked the way he looked at Emily. Too familiar. Too comfortable. And now, even after all my warnings, Emily was still sneaking around with him behind my back.I started the engine but didn’t drive off.No. This had gone too far.I couldn’t allow Emily to ruin eve
Rebecca’s POVI sat quietly in my room, sipping my tea and pretending to be calm. But my mind was burning with questions. I picked up my phone and dialed Albert’s number. I needed to pretend. I needed to act like a loving mother, concerned about my son’s wife. “Hello, Albert,” I said sweetly when he picked up.“Hi, Mom,” he replied. His voice sounded tired and low.“I just wanted to check on Brielle,” I said, making my voice soft and worried. “She didn’t look too well when I left your house. I’ve been thinking about her all evening.”Albert sighed on the other end. “Actually… we had to rush her to the hospital shortly after you left.”I sat up straight, my eyes narrowing. “What? What happened?”“She collapsed,” Albert explained. “But don’t worry. She’s getting better now. The doctors are taking good care of her.”I held my breath, then said carefully, “And the baby? Is the baby okay?”He paused for a second, then answered, “Yes. Both Brielle and the baby are fine. The doctors were a
Brielle’s POVI sat on the couch, holding my breath as the door closed softly behind Albert’s mother. The scent of the soup she made still lingered in the room, but I couldn’t touch it. My stomach twisted, not from hunger, but from confusion.She smiled at me. She hugged me. She even called me daughter.Was this real? Or just another trick?I kept staring at the soup, still unsure of everything, when Albert walked down the stairs. He looked calm, relieved even.“She really changed, Brielle,” Albert said, sitting beside me. “Did you see her? I’ve never seen her like that before. I think… Having a grandchild has always been her biggest wish. That’s why she was always so cold. Now that she believes you’re pregnant, she has finally let go.”I turned my head slowly, looking into his eyes. “Albert… What do we do now? You and I both know I’m not pregnant. How long can we pretend? What if she finds out the truth?”Albert became quiet. His eyes didn’t move from mine. Then he gently held my han
Rebecca’s POVI sat alone in my bedroom, sipping my tea slowly while staring out the window. The moonlight poured in through the curtains, but I felt nothing but rage deep inside me. That girl… that low-class nobody… Brielle. How dare she walk into my son’s life and ruin everything I had planned for years?I set my cup down gently and sighed. “I will have to arrange Emily’s marriage as soon as possible,” I whispered to myself. “It’s time to clean this house, clean this bloodline.”I stood and walked slowly to my dresser, opening a drawer filled with old letters and photos, memories of a time when I was the one in control. When nobody dared question me.“But first,” I said coldly, “I need to play nice. I need to pretend to be sweet and understanding to that bitch, Brielle.”I smirked. “Yes… I’ll smile to her face, talk gently, maybe even rub her belly and ask about the baby, but behind her back, I’ll be planning. She won’t even know what hit her. That baby will never be born. She doesn
Diana’s POVAs soon as I got home, I slammed the door behind me.Nicholas was sitting on the couch in the living room. The moment he saw me, he smiled casually and said, “Hi Diana, you’re back already?”I didn’t say a word. I didn’t even look at him. My heart was burning with rage. I couldn’t believe what just happened at Albert’s mother’s place. I walked straight to my room and locked the door behind me.I threw my bag onto the bed and let out a loud scream. Everything inside me boiled with anger. My hands started shaking, and before I knew it, I was scattering everything on my dressing table, perfume bottles, frames, my mirror, makeup kits, everything flew to the floor and shattered.Glass broke, things crashed loudly, and I didn’t stop.How dare he.How dare Brielle.Nicholas started knocking on my door hard. “Diana! What’s going on in there?! What’s wrong with you?!”“Leave me alone!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Just go away from the door!”I heard him sigh, but he stayed