Ryan
I sensed that there was something different about Emily. Definitely, there was something off about her. She wasn't the Emily I once married, she acted so different at the hospital. There's no way I'm mistaken, or was I overthinking things because she asked for a divorce? She was nothing to me from the start, but why are my even bothered? I couldn't put my finger on what just happened. It was like things were spinning out of control. I had control over her for the last three years, and in the blink of an eye, she asked for a divorce because of something she clearly knew Zara would never do. After four years of marriage, I thought I knew her very well. Before we got married, she was obsessive and clingy, but after we got married, she became submissive and obedient, a good wife. And today, I was in the office when I saw a message popped into my phone, upon reaching out to it, I saw a message from her asking for a divorce. "I don't believe she's in her right state of mind. Where will she go? She barely got a place to stay before I married her. And now a divorce?" Lately, Emily has been donating blood too often. That was our agreement in exchange for money, that was what she had always wanted. Though I feel bad about it, but Emily has never said no, so I'm somewhat pleased and think I can make it up to her in other ways. I know she wants money, yes, that was her request. I just double the amount I usually pay her, to appreciate what she's being doing. Regardless of her motives, Emily is a competent wife, but I'm annoyed that she suddenly wants a divorce. The big question on my mind has been why would she even think of requesting for a divorce? Hasn't she thought that after her divorce she will have to survive on her own? How do I convince her to keep donating blood to Zara when she seems determined earlier today, and I already signed the papers? 'You can always get her back' My inner thought mumbled. But I doubt it would be possible with the way things turned out today. Get divorced first, getting Zara her blood transfusion asap is what matters. "I have to find out what her motive is. She can't just ask for a divorce because of something she's aware Zara never did." What she did at the hospital caught me off guard, I never expected it. An insignificant photo can't prove anything. Zara's health is what matters, as for the photo, I can explain it to Emily later. She insisted on getting a divorce, just for a photo, misunderstanding my relationship with Zara? If so, I made it clear to her that I only see Zara as my sister. I repeated it countless times, she's always being my sister and nothing more, but she seems to be forgetting so quickly. Although I don't have much affection for her, but I am loyal to our marriage and relatively content. I don't go after other ladies, isn't that enough to prove someone set Zara up? The sound of my phone got my attention, I turned to the couch, and grabbed it. Immediately my gaze landed on the screen, it was my mother calling. "Hello mother....." I was cut off even before I greeted her. "Where's that thing you called your wife? Where the hell is she? And why isn't she picking my calls?" She sounded furious, and it made me wondered if something had happened before she asked for a divorce. "Mother, you have to calm down. What has she done this time?" There's always one complaint to another about Emily. "She has the audacity to end call on me. I asked her to come over to the house and do her job, but guess what? She ended the call." I sighed. "Emily is nowhere to be found...." "What do you mean by that? She's purposely ignoring my calls. I will make sure she pays for it." My mother can be hot most times, she never gives you the chance to explain. "I will be at the house later!" I responded, and ended the call. Living like this for the rest of my life is not a bad idea. At least since we got married, I have never thought about getting a divorce. If she is not happy with my relationship with Zara, she should say it to my face. I can also keep my distance from Zara, as long as she still donates blood to her. After all, there is no irrevocable deadlock in this marriage, there is no reason why it cannot carry on. I took out my phone to call her that instant. As I dialed her number, and place the phone to my ear, I anticipated for her to pick. Instead, I was told her phone is switched off, I need to leave a voice message. "She switched off her phone, knowing I would definitely call her. This is her games, I will make sure to play it well with her." I proceeded to contact the bodyguard. Upon dialing the contact, he picked up in one ring. "Have you been able to locate where she is?" I asked. She mustn't have gone far. Not when she has nowhere to go. "I'm sorry, boss! We haven't been able to find your wife. The surveillance was suddenly hacked ten minutes ago, and we can't find out where she went?" "What do you mean the surveillance was hacked? How is that even possible?" I queried in disbelief. There's no way someone must have hacked it. "I'm sorry, boss, but we made sure the entire hospital was searched. But we couldn't find her." "Make sure you contact me when you find her." I said, ending the call without waiting for his reply. I thought about how she had signed the divorce agreement without hesitation, and I felt an indescribable emotion in my chest. Where could she have gone to from the hospital? After I signed the papers, she didn't get a penny from me, so where could she have gone to? Thinking about how she left so easily, the feeling of annoyance that had been lingering in my heart became even stronger, and it was killing me. "I need to find her, they must bring her to me." I turned, and walked out of the living room. As soon as I grabbed my keys from the stool, I dashed out of the house, and headed to my car.EmilyI squinted, trying to force my eyes open. After a few attempts, they finally flew open. Slowly, I looked around, not immediately recognizing where I was until my gaze landed on the familiar picture frame in my room.I realized I was home—in my room. But the question lingering in my mind was, how did I get here? I had been brought back to the mansion where my mother and stepfather lived.Tentatively, I stepped out of bed and made my way downstairs. As my gaze traveled to the clock on the wall, I saw it was almost noon. I must have slept for a long time, something I hadn’t done in the past four years of my marriage to Ryan.It had always been one chaos to another, doing house chores, trying to please Ryan, Zara, and his family members. But now, it was finally over. Deep down, I was hurt that I couldn't win his love in those four years, he was the perfect hubby for me. The kind of man I have always wanted to spend the rest of my life with, but there was nothing I could do about it
It was late night, I stood outside the house waiting for Ethan to come home. I called him some minutes back, and he made it known to me that his on his way home. I need to thank him for bringing me home. He was strongly against me getting married to Ryan, but since I insisted, he didn't push forward. We both attended the same university, and unfortunately, I found out he had a crush on me. It was just a crush, and that was before we found out our parents were seeing each other. I was privileged to gain scholarship into one of the most prestigious universities in the United Kingdom, and it's all thanks to my mother. Ryan's friend told me about the crush, but when I asked him, he denied it. Who knew our parents were in love and would get married someday. He admitted to having a crush on me when we became siblings. And since then, he's been doing all best to protect me and Lisa as his little sisters. I'm grateful I had someone like him as a big brother. He's been protecting and cari
I looked away, held on to Ethan's hands warmly, and allowed him walk me further into the crowd. Even though I couldn't see his face, I knew his gaze were fixated on me. He must have a lot of questions running through his mind.The surprise was evident on his face, he wasn't expecting to see me here. I mean not in the midst of elites. I'm a nobody to him, so there's no way I would be in the midst of so many wealthy people.I didn't care what he thinks of me right now. What matters is that we got a divorce, and I'm slowly trying to move on without him."Are you okay?" I heard, snapping me out of my reverie. I took a quick glance at Ethan next to me, and smiled."Don't worry about me, I'm okay. Let's enjoy the rest of the evening." I assured him, the smile still on my face. We are here to rub mind's with people, have fun, and enjoy the moment."Sure! Let's look for other's, I can't find them since we stepped into the venue." Ethan said.I nodded, and just allow him drag me. I also haven'
RyanThere's no way this is happening. She can't be my wife, she's not the wife I married, there must be a mistake somewhere. The Emily I married had no one, she was an orphan, barely got an apartment to rest her head at night.There’s no way she’s an heiress, an heiress to Empire Company, the most renowned business company, not only in New York but internationally. This has to be a mistake, and I need to find out what’s really happening.Even if she was adopted into the family, there's no way they would make her the heiress without knowing much about her.There's Ethan, the rightful heir to the company. Though he doesn't seem interested in inheriting the company. But bringing an outsider to take over, should make him want to take over, why is he not doing anything about it.Does this mean, they are dating? Did she seduce him? No way, even if she did, she's not supposed to be the heir to the company. Fernandez would never allow that, knowing how strict he can be. He doesn't play with
EmilyThe banquet was indeed an incredible place to connect with people who are business minded. I must admit, I had an astonishing time with everyone I came in contact with. It was a great honor talking about business, and some other related stuff.I met people who didn’t just focus on business, they spoke about life in general. It made me realize that just because my relationship with Ryan ended, it doesn’t mean I won’t have a second chance at love. It was quite interesting, and I must say, I felt more relief than ever before.It was getting late, I had to leave with my step siblings. Though father and mother decided to stay back and meet some few people before heading home.The sound of our car coming to a halt got my attention. I looked up and realized we had already arrived at the mansion. I was so occupied with thought and did not realize we had come this far."Ain't you coming?" Lisa asked, holding on to the car door, about to step out. She must have noticed I didn't move which
I don't know whether this is excitement, or I'm being nervous. It's a new month, and a new day for me to start my day at the office. I woke up shivering, and the same time I was excited. It's been a couple of years since I stopped working at Ryan's office. I was his assistant before I initiated the marriage idea because he found out I have a special blood group type.Even while I was married to him, I still work for him, and most times I do it from home since he insists I don't come to the office, until I had to resign and became a full housewife.I looked into the mirror for the last time before proceeding to pick my hermes bag, turning to the direction of the exit. I was putting on a pink blazer, crafted from premium fabric with sharp lapels, featuring delicate handstitched embroidery. Metallic engraved buttons on the cuffs, with a subtle stitch pattern on the back enhances its sleek.I made my way to the living room and stopped just before entering the dining area. It was quiet, n
I walked back into the office to find Father and Ethan still waiting for me, except Lisa, who was no longer around. I thought they would have left by now. Last night, I overheard them talking about visiting the mayor at his house, and something felt off, but I decided it was best not to ask questions."You are still here." I said, placing the files on my desk. When I turned to look at them, neither of them said a word.They both stared at me, clearly waiting to hear why I had requested a meeting earlier this morning. I had already spoken to my mother, expecting her to talk me out of it, but to my surprise, she gave me the green light.Even if she had asked me not to investigate, I wouldn’t have listened. I’m doing this for the company’s growth, after all. If there's anyone caught embezzling money from this company, I will bring them to justice even if it means terminating their employees.All employees are paid weekly allowance, and they still get their paycheck, so I see no reason why
RyanWhat the hell is wrong with her? I can't believe she's deliberately ignoring my calls. After what happened a few nights ago, she needs to answer my questions. I have to know if she’s been lying to me for the past four years of our marriage. I gave her more because she had nothing—no family, no place to call home. And this is how she repays me? After everything I have done for her?I can't even reach out to her, I don't know who's watching. I wouldn't want to put her into danger. She also needs to know someone is out there to get her and has to be careful of the people she interacts with."Boss, I think you have to calm down." I heard, turning to see my personal assistant. I frowned. "There’s no way that woman is Emily. Just because their names are the same doesn’t mean she’s the one."He’s adamant that she isn’t Emily. But I’m not a fool, I know the woman I married, even if we haven’t been together through our the marriage. The way she talks, the way she smiles, it all says a lot
I walked into the living room, and there Ryan was, seated on the couch. His gaze met mine, and he smiled. I couldn’t help but smile back, my excitement bubbling over. Seeing him this close after a few days felt surreal."I didn’t expect to meet you here. We could have…" He began, but his words trailed off as he stood and walked toward me. Before I could even drop my bag, he was already pulling me into a hug.I snuggled into him, inhaling his cologne—a sweet mix of strawberry and vanilla. It hadn’t even been a week, but I missed him so much already.I fucking love this man. I’ve always loved him. Nothing has ever changed that. I thought I had moved on, but seeing him now made me realize it was all a lie from the start.Remembering why I was here, I gently pulled away from him. There would be time for this later, but right now, I am needing answers. He had been hiding things from me, and that had to stop.His brows furrowed as I stepped back, the smile on his face fading into a frown"A
I wasn’t sure if I should even be here, but before I knew it, I found myself driving toward her house. I needed an explanation, something to justify what she had done to me. What had I ever done to deserve this? Paying someone else to carry his child, knowing full well he was sick and could barely father one on his own?I could have been patient. I was there for him, ready to wait for as long as it took. I gave up everything, turned my back on my family, my career, my dignity, all for him. What more could I have sacrificed?I stepped out of the car, my heart heavy with anger and hurt, and made my way to the living room. Nothing had really changed here. The memories came rushing back, those years I spent cleaning, cooking, and doing her laundry because the maid was either sick, on her off days, or simply unavailable. A lot of it fell to me, and I endured it all.I marched into the house and was greeted by the maid. She looked up from her task, freezing the moment her eyes met mine. I e
Emily I arrived at the hospital and hurried inside the building, my heart pounding frantically since I’d heard the news. She couldn’t be pregnant for him, there was no possible way. I had suspected he was sleeping with her from the start, but everything seemed to shift when I was called to help him on the day he had the substance in his system. Alex had confirmed that he was given something that caused his intoxication, accompanied by heavy sleep. I knocked on his office door and waited a few seconds for a response, but there was none. Was he outside? Attending to a patient? Either way, I decided I could wait inside. I pushed the door open, but the room was empty. I walked further in and sat down to wait for him. That’s when I heard muffled sounds. Turning my attention to the source, I looked behind the bed. To my surprise, I saw a little child lying there. "Hey, are you sick?" I asked softly, walking up to her. She nodded in response, her small face pale and fragile. "I have
Zara How the hell did this happen? I can’t believe our plans failed, and we lost her. If there’s anyone I should blame, it’s Adams. I don't understand why the hell he had to ask for money. All he needed to do was follow a simple instruction, ask her to come over. But he messed it up completely. I heard a car, and looked out the window to see who’s parking outside. Tiptoeing toward the sliding window, I peered through. It was Adams, parking in the lot. I needed an explanation for why he did what he did. I marched back toward the bed, pacing while I waited for him to come upstairs. Getting him involved in this had been a terrible idea. The money he asked for was something he already had sitting in his bank account. What more did he require it for? He’d stolen enough from Empire Company. So why pull this stunt? The door to the room creaked open, and I knew it was him. I stood still, listening as the door clicked shut. As soon as it did, I turned to face him. He wore a troubled expres
It wasn’t long before I made up my mind to step out of the car. The phone was never going to ring at this point, and I’m not sure if we are in the right address. Jasper had claimed he knew the place and had brought us here, but at this point, I don’t think it has to be this place. We have to leave, go back, and wait for them to call. I pushed the door open, looking around the place to find anything suspicious. Someone could be somewhere watching us without us being aware. If I find anyone here, he’s a suspect, he has something to do with this. The car that just passed is no exception; I have to look into it. Maybe there could be a connection. I continued to look around, but I couldn’t even find where my guard had entered. Too many incomplete buildings, not sure where to follow. "Boss." Jasper called, and as I turned to look behind, in the blink of an eye, something flew past my eyes, landing on the car. "It's a knife." He announced, just in time as I looked at the knife that pierce
Ryan"You were on the phone with Emily, weren't you?" Mother asked just as I returned to the living room. I had been with her for the past two hours, waiting for her to receive a call from Amber's abductors.I'm not sure if they are, but that's the only thing I can think of. She did show me the countless threat messages, but I can't even comprehend them—they don't make sense to me.Amber has been missing for five days now. I have been keeping things on the down low to make sure I get to the bottom of this.Mother isn't even helping. As much as she has been crying about it, her so-called fiancé—I don't even know what he's doing to help."She's not. That was my secretary." I won't let her know I'm back with Emily; I don't want her opinion. The way she mistreated her without my knowledge is enough. I don't want further complications—not even Zara is allowed to go near her."She's your secretary, but you had to leave the room to make a call?" She questioned, skeptical of my response. "Oka
Mother wasn’t picking up my calls. They were supposed to be home by now, since we left the hospital. Could she be in the washroom? I’ll just call her later. I reached for my laptop, but the door suddenly flung open, startling me. My secretary barged in, panting heavily. My brows furrowed—something was clearly wrong, so I stood up, waiting for her to speak.“I’m… I’m so… sorry for barging in.” she stuttered, struggling to catch her breath.I gestured for her to calm down and speak.“I had to run when I saw him leave… the atmosphere…” she trailed off.I knew she was referring to my father, but why would she think something was wrong? There was no way he would harm me with so many people around.“I’m fine. You shouldn’t panic just because you saw him leaving.” I said, taking my seat.It was amusing how she had rushed in, thinking something had happened to me. Goodness, it was quite funny.“Is that you smiling?” She asked, her tone a mix of curiosity and concern.I looked up at her, unabl
It’s been three days since I spent time with Ryan, and I haven’t heard from him. The silence is stuck with me, making me nervous. I haven’t heard from Jasper either—he hasn’t been picking up my calls. I had no choice but to return to my daily activities while still trying to reach out. After spending so much time at the hospital, Biggy insisted on being discharged. I couldn’t blame him—it’s suffocating to be stuck in a hospital, even for visitors. I can only imagine how the patients feel, restricted to stepping out for fresh air but never to their homes. Father had no problem with Biggy being discharged. He believed that once he gets home and had enough rest, he’d recover better. I was outside, leaning on the door, when I heard it creak open. I straightened, watching as Biggy stepped out of the room, with Mother following behind him. She handed me the bags she was carrying, and I followed them out to the parking lot. “Are you heading to the office?” She asked, stopping at the car.
It has been more than an hour since I left the hospital. I had to leave because I didn’t want anyone to show up while I was still drenched in sperm. Ryan was kind enough to help me clean up before urging Jasper to drive me home.I don’t know how everything happened, but I have no regrets. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do with him while we were still married, but he never spared me a glance. I didn’t just enjoy what we did—I wanted more. I wanted him to devour me until I couldn’t move. Those four years of marriage ended in divorce, but nothing I feel for him has died.At least, that’s what I thought. But I was only lying to myself. Every time I see him, something new sparks within me, and I can’t help it. I’ve just been hiding it from everyone because there’s no escape.I was glad when I arrived home, I didn’t find anyone. I don’t know how I would have made it upstairs without arousing suspicion. It wasn’t a bad idea to go out in that outfit—it led to me being laid on the desk a