đșđđ đđđ đđđđđ đđ đ đđđđđđ đđđ đđ đđđđ... đŻđ đđđđđ đđđ đđđ đđđđ đ đ đđđđđđđđđđ đđ đđđđđđ đđđđ đđđ đđđđ đđ đđđđđđđđ . Lindsay Maxwell had once been happy in her marriage until a twisted turn of events ruined it all for her. She can't say, but lately, she has noticed her husband, Engel, has become distant and less affectionate; their marriage has been a cold place in their empty mansion. All she wants is to be separated from him. Engel Gunther, first of the Gunther sons with an alias of the devil himself, when his beloved wife turns her back on him, Engel is forced to show a side of him he has withheld for long, his greed getting the best of him just to keep Lindsay with him. To him, he was protecting his most prized possession; to her, he was hurting her.
View MoreLindsayThere was only one way out of this situation: to ignore them. There was no need to stay and listen to a single word they had to say. âSister-in-law,â Conrad called out in a menacing tone, setting the stage for the impending, âHow have you been?âI opted not to engage and simply headed home.âLindsay,â Engel called my name softly, leaving me caught between dealing with both of them. Lazarus lingered near Conrad, whispering something in his ear. âCould we have a moment? I wonât take up much of your time,â Engel said when I refused to turn to him.âEngel is going to lose himself again,â I heard Lazarus murmur.I turned my head and asked, almost coldly, âWhat is it you want to say?â Engel seemed unfazed by my tone.âThis isnât a good place; we should talk in my car,â he suggested. I shook my head in refusal. âIâm too busy; I need to head home.ââIâll drive you, and then we can talk,â Engel offered.âI donât need your help at all, Engel. We can't keep going back and forth on this,â
LindsayâWhere are you off to?â I immediately asked Alessia as she came down the stairs. âHere and there,â she replied, not providing a straightforward answer. I decided not to press her, as it wasnât a big deal; today was a day off for both of us to rest.âWhy, what is it?â Alessia leaned on the counter, placing her new Balmain bag on it to relieve herself of the weight. I noticed but said nothing about where she had gotten the money, considering we were both struggling financially and scrambling to pay off debts.I couldnât respond right away because I was preoccupied with arranging the order I had received that morning.âYou did all this by yourself?â Alessia asked, clearly shocked by how quickly I had completed it, especially since we had just gotten the order an hour ago.âYes, someone refused to help,â I replied.âI thought you were going to turn it down,â Alessia said, her face falling, reflecting regret.âAlessia, have you forgotten that we need money to move out of here? If n
EngelâSir, are you sure you want nothing?â Mark asked for assurance, and I shook my head in refusal. âLindsayâs is an excellent spot for great food; I recommend it.âMark remained bent on speaking good of Lindsayâs restaurant, âMaybe next time, Mark, I am not hungry,â I admitted though I know I said I wanted to eat but I seemed to have lost the appetite having to see Lindsay again.It bothered me to see her. I never knew Lindsay knew how to cook. I know it is silly because I met her first working at her fatherâs pub but it differed from her.I understood how she had built herself up; she didnât need me like Conrad and the rest of my brothers claimed. She would run back to me after a couple of months, but she never did. Meanwhile, here she was the entire time.âMark, please take us to the other site; Conrad is over there waiting,â I said as I took one last look at the restaurant and forced my eyes to peer through the tinted glass door.It didnât sit right with me, though I tried to sh
LindsayâMummy, are we going to the park now?â Jack whined as we reached the pawnshop. âWe will,â I told him, as well as Jordan and Jake, who have both been silent since I cautioned them against fighting with each other.âHello,â I greeted the lady at the pawnshop.âHi, welcome. How may I help you?â She asked with a smile. âI need to have these sold off; how much do you think I could get from it?â I asked, placing all the jewelry I had gotten when I was married to Engel, apart from the designer bags and clothes I had before. This was the only thing I had left.The lady examined me as she continuously shook her head. âDo you have the receipt?â she asked. âReceipt?â I was utterly surprised, as it didnât cross my mind that it would be necessary.The lady eyed me suspiciously, wondering if I had stolen the limited-edition items.âI donât have the receipts. Is there another way we can go about it? Is it just everything that canât be sold without a receipt?â I questioned, sounding desperate
LindsayFive Years LaterâBusiness mogul, Engel GuntherââI turned the television off immediately before I could hear the news.âAre you still bothered by him?â Alessia asked, after serving table six and placing the next order on the counter. âWho?â I asked, pretending like I didnât know what was up.âYou know who,â Alessia replied before taking the next order to their table and coming back again while I was cleaning up the kitchen. I wiped the sweat off my face with my face towel as the place was hot. âI think we need to get the other oven fixed; we canât simply be working on this one.ââYou have been working very hard, Lindsay; how about you take it easy?â Alessia suggested it, given how much I have been working nonstop.I was even looking for an extra job to add to this restaurant that I run, and I couldnât seem to find one that would accept me because of my lack of experience and a criterion that stated that I was too old.âAlessia, you canât request this from me,â I said, pacing
LindsayEngel agreed to my request, and this morning, he asked me to come down for breakfast. Since yesterday, I havenât seen him because I assume he was busy with work; thatâs alright.I went to the dining room, which was filled with every one of his family members, only to be received in the coldest of receptions. They blankly stared at me as Berenice murmured, âWhat is she doing here? This was supposed to be a family breakfast.âI ignored this as though I didnât hear the rudeness in her tone as Engel smiled my way before coming to pull out a chair for me. âGood morning,â he said. I forced out a smile; I felt the weight of displeasure with me.It was soon hitting me I couldnât give this family another chance, as each chance offered was a means to belittle me every time.âHow was your night?â Engel asked, and I nodded my head slowly while answering, âIt was alright; I didnât see you yesterday after you left for work.ââI came, but you were already asleep. I left a message for you on
EngelAs I admired Lindsayâs body bathed in sunlight, I gently ran my fingers through her hair. Every moment with her felt like rediscovering the thrill of falling in love, a rush of warmth and excitement. Last night, I had gotten my confirmation of how much she loved me; it was something her lips and body couldnât deny.It sucks that I had to go to work, and it was something I just couldnât skip or delegate to Conrad; he already had a lot on his plate.âLindsay,â I called her, the bed ruffled as she changed her position, mumbling sounds I couldnât decipher as words, âLindsay,â I called her name again, wanting to leave, but I also didnât want to do that, wishing her good morning.âMhm, Engel...â Lindsayâs eyes opened. âGood morning,â she said with a smile. âLast night was wonderful.âAnd there will be more nights after that, I wanted to say to her. I chose not to because I feared how she would react; it hasnât been this easy getting to this stage with her; taking it slowly should be m
LindsayâLindsay, donât leave me,â Engel said almost pleadingly. It stung me on the chest about what I was about to do to him. Does he deserve it? Does he not?âHow can I?â I feigned putting on my best performance, my tears streaming down. âLook at what is going on; they are trying to take you from me. I canât continue to live this life anymore, Engel; it has become sickening.ââThey mean nothing, donât make them define our relationship for us, I know and now accept that I neglected you all these while, I should have been by your side as your husband, that way we wouldnât have these issues that we are encountering,â Engel said in my ears, his voice regretful.It was as though he was about to convince me not to do what I had planned. âWe should sit and discuss how we can move forward with our relationship; that way we can plan things better together, mhm?ââYes,â Engel gazed into my eyes with love. I tried to escape them so that the guilt in me wouldnât have its way over my decision; r
LindsayI was surprised when I was told I wouldnât be offered dinner unless I came downstairs; it wasnât as if I was the one who locked myself up here in the first place. I stealthily walked down the stairs, as there was a lot of cheerful laughter below, which quite wasnât how the ambiance of the Gunther Mansion is like.There were quite a few guests, which made me wonder what was going on there. I stared at the place in confusion until I felt a hand swoop me away before I could even reach where the guests were.âJohann?â I sounded a bit skeptical if it was him.âSister-in-law, erm⊠What are you doing here?â Johann asked me; it felt as though he was trying to hide something from me or there was someone he didnât want me to see, which is weird.âI was told to come down for dinner; that is why I am here,â I explained briefly as it occurred to me, âDid your brother send you to keep watch of me so I donât run away? He is starting to act like a fool these days, and it is driving me nuts.ââ
LindsayI love my husband; I mean, there was a time when I did.At times I would get excited over the bare minimum he would do, get excited over him preparing breakfast in bed, and bring home my favorite flowers he would pick up from the florist shop on his way home from work.He was my everything.I have grown to understand that not all good things last, as the sweeter they get, the faster they turn sour. Our relationship was like that, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth that wouldn't go away.My stomach twisted into knots every time I laid my eyes on him. It was exhausting. I had to let go and move on, even though it hurt like hell.So many times I had thought of calling it quits, but I just couldn't; he is a Gunther.I reminded myself I needed the awakening."Till the wheels fall off." I laugh at such fake promises.Certainly, it had fallen off at the very moment I said âI do.â I just never paid attention and deceived myself about how things would get better, convincing myself Enge...
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