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“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
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,”
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 ‘I do.’ I just never paid attention and deceived myself about how things would get better, convincing myself Enge
Engel"How many times am I going to keep telling you, Conrad, we can’t let the Andersons get their way on us; it is a stupid idea to even side with them." I spoke over the phone and didn't even hide my disapproval of the way Conrad, my brother, runs things. I was heading to the vineyard today before moving on from that.The losses were massive, but I wasn’t going to allow that to be the reason we didn’t look towards a way forward.Didn’t have a night's rest and was still very much wide awake."Are you coming over to the house? There are things I would like to discuss with you," Conrad said over the phone. I looked at my wristwatch; I didn’t have time to come around in the morning. "Tell Lazarus I will see him in the evening today," I instructed."Good morning, sir," Matthew, my driver, greeted. "Good morning, how is the family?" I asked swiftly."Like you would like to know that," Conrad chimed in as he mocked. He was right; I didn’t even want to know how Matthew's family was doing; i
LindsayI sat alone waiting for Gunther's family doctor to return with the test result that I had taken an hour ago. I wasn't even excited as I knew it would return negative.This is why I took the test with my doctor so I would know how to be prepared for the lashings I was to receive from the Gunthers; at this point, I wasn't even surprised if they knew the result before I was told.Tomorrow is the late Sir Frederick Gunther’s death anniversary, so that will be the perfect time for them to confront me about the test results."Mrs. Gunther, the test results are ready. I am sorry to have kept you waiting; I needed to see a patient whose mother was panicking," Mr. Sloan explained as he closed the door behind him; he rushed to his seat.Mr. Sloan is the family’s gynecologist and deals with the childbirth of every Gunther. He is around his late sixties or seventies yet still looks strong and agile.When I came to tell him the result, Mr. Sloan looked at me with so much intent; there I co
EngelMy father's death anniversary was supposed to be a small family gathering, only for close relatives; Mother had done preparations for it, as I only had to sign the papers they brought regarding the bill.I was already at the family house as I expected Lindsay to be here very soon."Brother, I have got news for you," Lazarus stuck his head out into Father's old office. While I was busy looking into his old things, I was having this place cleared out since I had agreed with my mother to move back in.I am still yet to let Lindsay know; I am sure she wouldn’t mind us moving in either, as she most likely would like the idea."What is it?" I said in a bored tone, as I already knew it was most likely another of his sex escapades with a new woman he had become obsessed with.Lazarus ignored my tone as he went further to speak up, "Rhea Harper is back, you know, your ex-girlfriend, who would’ve been your wife."I paused as I heard him describe her; I didn’t like it one bit, but I wasn’t
LindsayWas he playing with me? Does he think I am that dumb? Just because he is a Gunther doesn’t mean he will easily lie to me, and I would just believe it.I had heard the workers talking about it and wanted to confirm it for myself until I heard Engel speaking to his mother; he agreed to look into finding another wife.God, I feel like a fool!Five years, all gone. I had a choice not to go ahead and love him, but I blew it, all because he is charming, and that smile of his, by heavens, it would melt the whole of Antarctica even."Lindsay, is there something wrong? Where did you get such information from?" Engel caught up to me in the room when I tried to undress, he asked."You already said you knew nothing; why then should you be bothered?""Because you are bothered,"I raised my head to meet his eyes, those damn eyes, very innocent-looking, that made me question if I was overreacting; he knows how to play it well, the perfect victim.I knew him better than he knew himself.There
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.”“