LindsayI stood close to the window as I watched the Engel car pull up in front of the house; he must have heard that I tried to run away, which is why he returned. This man will do anything to keep me here; he won’t do it other than anything else but just that.If only he had shown a little concern in the past, maybe we would not be where we are today.I didn’t even want to pretend anymore by falling asleep; I wanted to face, yell, and scream out all of the anguish I had embedded inside of me, cursing at him till I was okay about everything else.I heard footsteps approaching the door before the door was unlocked. I didn’t move from where I was as I stood there with my eyes peering through the window.“Baby, how could you do this to yourself?” Engel rushed up to me; he didn’t try touching me at all, even though I could feel his hands reaching out.I remained silent with him as I moved away from the window and sat on the bed.“Maybe because I want to leave..." I answered softly, “Have
Lindsay“You have the perfect model figure,” the stylist complimented while I stood in the mirror, allowing her to take my measurements. I uttered a quiet, “Thank you,” in appreciation.“When I was told to measure Engel’s wife, I was like, Engel is married?” Willow put on a surprised face to show how shocked she must have been to hear; I chuckled slightly, “I guess that is how everyone sees us.”Willow raised her head at me while taking measurements from my waistline. “I was shocked because I’ve had a bit of a crush on him for a while and always wondered why he’s single,” Willow admitted, “But seeing you, I want to say he made the right choice.”“Thank you,” I breathed out, staring at myself in the mirror, “You have showered me with a lot of compliments today, and you are also funny.”Willow flung the measuring tape over her neck as she placed her notepad inside her bag. “I already have a dress prepared for you. I was doubtful it would fit since I have never seen you before, but I thi
LindsayThe silence was eminent in the car as we didn’t take separate ones; his mother had asked why. It is quite obvious she is doing everything possible to get her son to tell her if we were having issues with our marriage.Hence why I was seated so uncomfortably in the car as we drove to his friend’s place. I hate socializing with his friends or their wives; there is just this seclusion I get from them.I got it all right; they most probably heard Engel married a cleaner’s daughter who worked at the pub.I hated the narrative that I married him for money; heaven knows that I didn’t.As we both stepped out of the car, I thought Engel would lead the way since it was his friend’s birthday, but rather he waited till I had gotten close to him and shoved his hand around my waist.“Pretend for me,” he said before I could even protest. His friend, Levi Anderson, came outside with his wife. “Engel, I thought you wouldn’t make it because of the meeting you had in Qatar. What made you change
EngelThis cemented it: the happiness on her face. It had been long since I had last seen her smile in this way. Lindsay looked so full of life and energy. I don’t want to accept it, but it was simply what it was.“Are we heading home?” Lindsay asked the moment she saw me; there was no look of remorse, or she cared how I would feel about it. I nodded and stretched out my hand to her to take it.“I hope to see you again,” Elias mouthed the words, and she smiled.Rather than coming up to me, Lindsay went the other way, and I followed her. “You are wet; let me ask Antoinette for a dress or something and get a towel,” I offered as Lindsay finally stopped.“I can ask her myself,” Lindsay said defiantly, but I wasn’t going to listen to her. If she keeps this stubborn behavior, she might end up with a cold.I took her hand and pulled her along as I approached Levi; he didn’t need much description before knowing what was up. I collected the towel one of the waiters had brought for me.“I will
15 ENGEL I was seated in my office at the company, playing with my pen as I went through Elias's files; the thought of him close to my wife was never going to escape from my mind. He seemed pretty well-to-do and is from a wealthy family as well; that doesn't mean he is a good man. Elias looks like someone with no good intentions for Lindsay, and the fact she sees him as good baffled me a lot. There was no need for her to get this close to him; it made no sense. My secretary entered my office while I pulled out my drawer and put Elias's files in there. I was going to get back into it when I had the chance. "Mr. Gunther, a woman named Diana is here to see you," Linda said. I didn't remember scheduling a meeting with anybody, especially today, that I plan to return home to Lindsay early; I wouldn't want somebody else to take her place in her life. It drives me mad each time I think about it. "Let her in," I accepted, and Linda opened the door wide to allow the lady in. Diana sau
LindsayI was surprised when I was told I wouldn’t be offered dinner unless I came downstairs; it wasn’t 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 wasn’t 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.“Johann?” I sounded a bit skeptical if it was him.“Sister-in-law, erm… What are you doing here?” Johann asked me; it felt as though he was trying to hide something from me or there was someone he didn’t want me to see, which is weird.“I was told to come down for dinner; that is why I am here,” I explained briefly as it occurred to me, “Did your brother send you to keep watch of me so I don’t run away? He is starting to act like a fool these days, and it is driving me nuts.”“
Lindsay“Lindsay, don’t leave me,” 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?“How can I?” I feigned putting on my best performance, my tears streaming down. “Look at what is going on; they are trying to take you from me. I can’t continue to live this life anymore, Engel; it has become sickening.”“They mean nothing, don’t 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 wouldn’t have these issues that we are encountering,” 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. “We should sit and discuss how we can move forward with our relationship; that way we can plan things better together, mhm?”“Yes,” Engel gazed into my eyes with love. I tried to escape them so that the guilt in me wouldn’t have its way over my decision; r
EngelAs I admired Lindsay’s 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 couldn’t deny.It sucks that I had to go to work, and it was something I just couldn’t skip or delegate to Conrad; he already had a lot on his plate.“Lindsay,” I called her, the bed ruffled as she changed her position, mumbling sounds I couldn’t decipher as words, “Lindsay,” I called her name again, wanting to leave, but I also didn’t want to do that, wishing her good morning.“Mhm, Engel...” Lindsay’s eyes opened. “Good morning,” she said with a smile. “Last night was wonderful.”And 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 hasn’t been this easy getting to this stage with her; taking it slowly should be m
LindsayThere 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. “Sister-in-law,” Conrad called out in a menacing tone, setting the stage for the impending, “How have you been?”I opted not to engage and simply headed home.“Lindsay,” Engel called my name softly, leaving me caught between dealing with both of them. Lazarus lingered near Conrad, whispering something in his ear. “Could we have a moment? I won’t take up much of your time,” Engel said when I refused to turn to him.“Engel is going to lose himself again,” I heard Lazarus murmur.I turned my head and asked, almost coldly, “What is it you want to say?” Engel seemed unfazed by my tone.“This isn’t a good place; we should talk in my car,” he suggested. I shook my head in refusal. “I’m too busy; I need to head home.”“I’ll drive you, and then we can talk,” Engel offered.“I don’t need your help at all, Engel. We can't keep going back and forth on this,”
Lindsay“Where are you off to?” I immediately asked Alessia as she came down the stairs. “Here and there,” she replied, not providing a straightforward answer. I decided not to press her, as it wasn’t a big deal; today was a day off for both of us to rest.“Why, what is it?” 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 couldn’t respond right away because I was preoccupied with arranging the order I had received that morning.“You did all this by yourself?” Alessia asked, clearly shocked by how quickly I had completed it, especially since we had just gotten the order an hour ago.“Yes, someone refused to help,” I replied.“I thought you were going to turn it down,” Alessia said, her face falling, reflecting regret.“Alessia, have you forgotten that we need money to move out of here? If n
Engel“Sir, are you sure you want nothing?” Mark asked for assurance, and I shook my head in refusal. “Lindsay’s is an excellent spot for great food; I recommend it.”Mark remained bent on speaking good of Lindsay’s restaurant, “Maybe next time, Mark, I am not hungry,” 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 father’s pub but it differed from her.I understood how she had built herself up; she didn’t 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.“Mark, please take us to the other site; Conrad is over there waiting,” I said as I took one last look at the restaurant and forced my eyes to peer through the tinted glass door.It didn’t sit right with me, though I tried to sh
Lindsay“Mummy, are we going to the park now?” Jack whined as we reached the pawnshop. “We will,” I told him, as well as Jordan and Jake, who have both been silent since I cautioned them against fighting with each other.“Hello,” I greeted the lady at the pawnshop.“Hi, welcome. How may I help you?” She asked with a smile. “I need to have these sold off; how much do you think I could get from it?” 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. “Do you have the receipt?” she asked. “Receipt?” I was utterly surprised, as it didn’t cross my mind that it would be necessary.The lady eyed me suspiciously, wondering if I had stolen the limited-edition items.“I don’t have the receipts. Is there another way we can go about it? Is it just everything that can’t be sold without a receipt?” I questioned, sounding desperate
LindsayFive Years Later“Business mogul, Engel Gunther—“I turned the television off immediately before I could hear the news.“Are you still bothered by him?” Alessia asked, after serving table six and placing the next order on the counter. “Who?” I asked, pretending like I didn’t know what was up.“You know who,” 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. “I think we need to get the other oven fixed; we can’t simply be working on this one.”“You have been working very hard, Lindsay; how about you take it easy?” 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 couldn’t seem to find one that would accept me because of my lack of experience and a criterion that stated that I was too old.“Alessia, you can’t request this from me,” I said, pacing
LindsayEngel agreed to my request, and this morning, he asked me to come down for breakfast. Since yesterday, I haven’t seen him because I assume he was busy with work; that’s 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, “What is she doing here? This was supposed to be a family breakfast.”I ignored this as though I didn’t hear the rudeness in her tone as Engel smiled my way before coming to pull out a chair for me. “Good morning,” he said. I forced out a smile; I felt the weight of displeasure with me.It was soon hitting me I couldn’t give this family another chance, as each chance offered was a means to belittle me every time.“How was your night?” Engel asked, and I nodded my head slowly while answering, “It was alright; I didn’t see you yesterday after you left for work.”“I came, but you were already asleep. I left a message for you on
EngelAs I admired Lindsay’s 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 couldn’t deny.It sucks that I had to go to work, and it was something I just couldn’t skip or delegate to Conrad; he already had a lot on his plate.“Lindsay,” I called her, the bed ruffled as she changed her position, mumbling sounds I couldn’t decipher as words, “Lindsay,” I called her name again, wanting to leave, but I also didn’t want to do that, wishing her good morning.“Mhm, Engel...” Lindsay’s eyes opened. “Good morning,” she said with a smile. “Last night was wonderful.”And 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 hasn’t been this easy getting to this stage with her; taking it slowly should be m
Lindsay“Lindsay, don’t leave me,” 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?“How can I?” I feigned putting on my best performance, my tears streaming down. “Look at what is going on; they are trying to take you from me. I can’t continue to live this life anymore, Engel; it has become sickening.”“They mean nothing, don’t 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 wouldn’t have these issues that we are encountering,” 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. “We should sit and discuss how we can move forward with our relationship; that way we can plan things better together, mhm?”“Yes,” Engel gazed into my eyes with love. I tried to escape them so that the guilt in me wouldn’t have its way over my decision; r
LindsayI was surprised when I was told I wouldn’t be offered dinner unless I came downstairs; it wasn’t 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 wasn’t 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.“Johann?” I sounded a bit skeptical if it was him.“Sister-in-law, erm… What are you doing here?” Johann asked me; it felt as though he was trying to hide something from me or there was someone he didn’t want me to see, which is weird.“I was told to come down for dinner; that is why I am here,” I explained briefly as it occurred to me, “Did your brother send you to keep watch of me so I don’t run away? He is starting to act like a fool these days, and it is driving me nuts.”“