1.Janette’s POV“Let’s get a divorce.” The moment those words left his lips, I felt like a dagger had just been dug into my heart. A divorce? Why? What did I do wrong? Where did I go wrong?I faced him, my eyes brimming with tears as I forced a smile. “You’re joking, right? Tell me you’re joking, Lucas!” I snapped at him, my emotions all over the place.Was he suddenly asking for a divorce because I caught him cheating on me with his mistress and had thrown a tantrum? Did I do the wrong thing by marking my territory and making it known that I wouldn’t share my husband with anyone?We’ve been married for two years. How can he call for a divorce so soon? If there’s anyone who should call for a divorce, it’s me; it should be me! I just got back from the hospital where I went for a test only to see him making out with an unknown lady, and he’s asking for a divorce? Just because I complained?Lucas looked at me, his eyes void of any emotions. His gaze on me was so cold that it sent shiver
2.Janette’s POV“If this is a joke, stop it, Doc. What do you mean I am three months pregnant? I came here for a test today. I’ve been your regular customer when it comes to pregnancy tests and the results always come out negative. What is going on? Don’t play such a joke with me, please.” I scolded her with a serious expression on my face. I didn’t like a situation where someone would use my problem to make fun of me. This isn’t fair at all.She smiled and patted my shoulder. “You have to calm down, Mrs. Wayne. Relax. I am a doctor and would never play with my patient’s emotions. I don’t joke with them either, especially in a crucial moment like this. I am serious. You are pregnant. It is positive this time around.” She explained, but I shook my head, still finding it difficult to believe.“No, you’re messing with me. This isn’t true!” I exclaimed while frantically shaking my head. “It’s not true.” I repeated.“It is true, Mrs. Wayne. I know it’s hard to believe considering the fact
3.6 YEARS LATERJanette’s POVA familiar feeling crept up my belly as I stepped out of the plane, back in New York, the city I had stayed away from for the past six years, the city where I had suffered and almost lost my life. It felt good to be back, and I was able to shake off the feeling of unease that welled up inside me.Everything was fine now because I had put my past behind me, and have come here to start anew. After leaving here, I was blessed to have met a good man, who accepted me the way I am, and helped me achieve my dream.It’s been a hell of years, but I’m proud because I am now one of the most sought after medical doctors in America.“Mommy!” I turned to where that angelic voice came from and smiled as my bundle of joy, my sunshine, my son, Ethan rushed out of my Secretary’s grasp to embrace me.“I missed you.” He wrapped his tiny arms around me and I returned his hug with just as much warmth and affection.“We were in the same plane, Ethan. You only followed Rosa to
4.Lucas POV“It is you! It’s really you, Janette!” I exclaimed, shock written all over my face. I had seen her walking into the school premises whilst holding the hand of a little boy. I thought my eyes were deceiving me and had waited patiently for her to come outside. When she didn’t come out, I thought I was just hallucinating, but then she came out and… and, I can’t believe my eyes. Janette is right here in front of me, looking all different from the woman I knew six years ago. She had become even more beautiful than I remember.Oh, Janette! I couldn’t help my joy at the sight of her.Without thinking, I rushed into her arms, but she pushed me away.“What do you think you are doing?” she snapped, wiping her body with her face scrunched up in disgust. “How dare you lay your filthy hands on me? Have you no respect?” I gasped and couldn’t believe my ears. “Janette, it’s me, Lucas. You haven’t forgotten me, have you?” I asked, my voice laced with hurt.I couldn’t believe she was tre
5.Janette’s POVI sat in the event, my thoughts drifting far from what was happening on stage. I couldn’t believe it. I saw Lucas, that scumbag! Never in my life did I imagine that I would see that jerk again.After all these years, after six fuckìng years, he had to show his face to me again and open closed wounds. He had to come back into my life at a crucial time like this, a time that I was getting out of the ashes he put me in.Why the heck did I have to see him of all people and ruin my day, huh? Why? Why him? After leaving the country, and surviving the harsh reality of his behavior towards me, I saw him as dead to me and never wanted to see him again, but fate had to be so cruel to me and make us meet again. Why didn’t he remain dead? Why—“Ma’am,” I gasped and turned to see Rosa looking at me with a worried expression on her face. “Are you alright?” She asked, and I released a breath I didn’t know I was holding.“Yes.” I answered.“Good because it’s time to cut the ribbon
6. Author’s POV Janette couldn’t believe what just came out of Lucas' mouth. She glared at him, her eyes literally spitting fire. “Let go of me right now!” she ordered but Lucas shook his head. He felt like if he left her, he wouldn’t see her ever again. He wasn’t ready to lose her anymore. He has suffered enough trying to find her and is still suffering for everything that happened. “I can’t let you go, Janette. Please, let’s forget about the past and start over.” he pleaded and Janette couldn’t believe how heartless he was. After everything, he expects her to forget? Forget? That was not happening! Janette pushed him away and moved back. “Did I hear you correctly? You expect me to forget everything, act like it never happened and start over?” she snickered as she stared at him with a scowl on her face. “Do I look like a fool to you? What do you take me for?” she snapped at him, fighting back the curses she desperately wanted to rain on him. She was so pissed; so pissed t
7. Lucas sat in his office, his mind a rollercoaster of thoughts. Ever since his encounter with Janette, he had been finding it hard to think straight. He would zone out at intervals, and his best friend, Alan could do nothing but watch him. “You do know sulking and getting lost in your world wouldn’t bring her back, right?” Alan tapped Lucas, who sucked in a breath. “I have pleaded, Alan. I pleaded with her to forgive me, but she acts like I don’t even exist.” he replied and Alan merely shook his head. “You need to see things from her own perspective, dude. Do you have any idea the weight of what she went through? She could have gone through emotional trauma. Who knows whether she even suffered depression? She left the city and is back now after making a name for herself. Do you have any idea what she had to endure to come this far? You don’t expect her to run into your arms simply because you apologized.” Alan explained. Lucas thought about his words. “You might be right,
8. Janette rushed into the school and headed for Ethan's class immediately. The teacher had explained to her that during lunch, he had made a friend with one of his mates. A little girl tried opening the jar of peanut butter her mum gave her but couldn't and Ethan offered to help. Immediately he opened it, he passed out. She barged in, panting as she used her eyes to search for the teacher, but she was nowhere to be found. “He is in the school infirmary, ma'am.” The teacher, who was there to watch over the children, informed her, and she nodded, rushing to the infirmary at once. When she got there, they took her directly to Ethan's ward, and tears rolled down her cheeks when she entered and saw that he was asleep. “You have nothing to worry about. We've been able to stabilize him. He should be up any minute from now.” Mrs. Johnson said. Janet sighed, running her hands through her hair. “I put it in his file that he was allergic to peanut butter. Didn't you go through it?”
30. After Ethan had played to his satisfaction, he fell asleep in Lucas’s arms as they walked back to where the car was parked. Janette walked beside Lucas, her eyes darting towards them now and then. Sophie, on the other hand, seemed to be in her own little world. She maintained a straight facial expression, but it was like a volcano was about to erupt inside her. She took deep calming breaths severally to maintain her composure. When they got to where the car was parked, Janette opened the door and Lucas helped tuck Ethan in. Janette made sure he was secure and wouldn’t fall while she was driving before shutting the car door and facing Lucas. “Thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule to play with Ethan today,” she gave him a polite bow, but Lucas only raised a brow. “Jane, stop that,” he said, and she looked up to meet his eyes. “Why are you talking like it’s a job I was paid to do?” he sighed. “It’s my responsibility, so you don’t have to thank me. I should be than
29. A week later, “Do you think Uncle Liam will be able to make it, mummy?” Ethan asked Janette as they waited at the park. She smiled and nodded. “Yes. He promised that he was going to be here.” she answered but she wasn’t so sure anymore. It had been thirty minutes and she was beginning to wonder if he was going to make it or not. A few minutes later, she knew he wasn’t going to make it. Her smile faltered immediately. He promised… he promised her he would make it to the park to make up for all the times he hadn’t been able to spend with them. He personally suggested they came to the park and wait for him, now he was nowhere to be found? Janette facepalmed. She couldn't do this anymore. She was sick and tired of giving him second chances only for him to disappoint her all the time. She looked down at Ethan. “I guess he’s busy.” she said and Ethan nodded. “Let’s go home, mummy! I don’t feel like playing on the swings or running around the water fountain anymore.” he lo
28. "I was in the neighborhood so I decided to come say hi to you and Ethan." he answered. "How did you know I live here, Lucas? What the heck is wrong with you? Why won't you just leave me alone, huh?" she snapped, her expression hardening as a friend settled on her face. Lucas sighed and ruffled his hair. "I'm sorry if I came here out of the blue, Janette. I just wanted to see my son-" "Stop calling him your son!" she yelled, her fists clenched. "You lost that right when you almost killed me years ago." "I had no idea you were bleeding for real, Janette," he said, his voice breaking. "I thought you were doing that to get my attention, but it's not an excuse and I'm sorry. I won't get tired of apologizing until you forgive me," his eyes turned misty and Janette could only stare at him with wide eyes. "You're free to do whatever you like with me. Punish me, insult me, beat me up, or even break me, but please," he looked into her glassy eyes. "Please, don't keep me from seeing my
27. "And... This goes... here," Janette smiled as she placed the flower vase on the dining table while Sophia went to get the dinner they had prepared. After the confrontation at her office, Liam had apologized and had told her he would try his best to show her that he was the best person for her, to show her that she didn't have to think about Lucas anymore, and Ethan wouldn't have to lack a fatherly figure in his life. He had suggested they did normal things couples do. Like, having a relaxing evening dinner together, going on movie dates, the park and even grocery shopping together. Janette had been excited, and she was happy as she was getting the table ready for them to have dinner like a big, happy family. Liam had not been able to make it the last two nights due to work, but he promised to make it today, and she was happy for that. "Ma'am, should I put the chicken soup along side the rice, or it'll be eaten separately since we have stew." Sophia inquired with a smile, hol
26. Janette walked into the office and the minute Liam noticed her presence, he stood to his feet immediately and faced her, his expression hardened. "What is going on?" he asked, trying his best to keep his anger at bay. He was still reeling from his confrontation with Lucas. The last thing he wanted now was taking his anger out on her, but she wasn't helping matters either. Janette could sense that he was mad, so she tried her best to play it cool. "Look, Liam," she said softly, walking to her seat but he held her hand and turned her so she could face him. "I don't think we should get married next month. It's too fast." Liam ruffled his hair. "Too fast?" he scoffed. "We've been delaying this for weeks. And you were the one pestering me when you returned to this city that we should get married," he looked at her, his eyes filled with hurt. "What changed?" Janette bit her lower lip. He was right. She was the one who was always pestering him about marriage back when they were awa
25. Janette sat in front of Aunt Ann's hospital bed, watching the woman's chest rise and fall slowly. She grabbed hold her hand, and forced a smile. "You will wake up, soon, Aunt Ann. I can't wait to look into your honey brown eyes again; those eyes that always stared at me with love, reminding me that I had to be strong no matter what life threw my way," she muttered, rubbing the back of MaryAnn's palms. "I can't wait for you to see Ethan as well. I used to tell him stories about you, and I'm certain he would be happy to see you." Janette smiled, recalling all the fun memories she had with Aunt MaryAnn. Her mind drifted to a day she had a fight with Lucas and had left the house to Aunt Ann's place.... FLASHBACK Janette was in tears as she rushed through the streets, heading for Aunt Ann's place. Luckily, it wasn't that far from her and Lucas' place and she would always go there to clear her head. Lucas has ignored her again, calling her barren and allowing his mother to hurl al
24. GEOFFREY CORP Liam was seated in the office, going through some files when Victor, his personal assistant and best friend walked in with a sad expression on his face. "Liam," Victor called, nervousness dripping from his tone as he ran his hands through his chestnut brown hair. Liam looked up to meet the grey orbs staring back at him and raised a brow. He hadn't seen Victor this nervous or sad before. "What happened?" he asked, returning his attention to his laptop as he typed away. Victor hesitated for a while and Liam looked him again, urging him to speak up. Victor took a deep breath. "I met Janette with the wedding preparation plan like you asked, but-" "But what?" Liam asked. Victor cleared his throat. "She asked us to hold on. She isn't ready to prepare for any weddings right now." he related and Liam's fingers paused on the keyboard. His expression hardened as he looked up to meet Victor's gaze. "She said what?" he snapped. "That she doesn't-" "Hell, I know what s
23.“Liam, what is the meaning of this?” Janette asked and she walked further into the house.She had returned from the hospital only to see Liam dressed in suit, holding a bouquet of flowers with the house decorated in lights and flowers. Her eyes darted to the farther end of the living room, where Ethan stood with Sophia.She looked at Liam. “What is this?” she asked again.Liam sighed. “I just wanted to apologize for picking up an argument with you today. It was my fault.”She raised an eyebrow. Liam continued. “It wasn’t your fault that Lucas…” he trailed off and looked at Ethan before averting his gaze to Janette. “I was just worried that you would go back to him. You know that saying “It’s hard to get over your first love?” I was worried that since he had come into the picture, I would only fade into the background. I was scared and I’m sorry for taking it out on you,“ he stretched out the flower to her. “Am I forgiven?” he asked.Janette couldn’t help feeling touched. She coll
22. Janette sat in her office as she swayed on her chair, her mind drifting away. Seeing Genevieve this morning just ruined her already sour mood. She recalled how cruel the woman had been to her and from the way Genevieve spoke to her today, she was sure the hatred was still intact. She went through hell in Genevieve's hands and she wasn't going to allow the woman break her again. She wasn't the Janette whom people got to trample on anymore, she wasn't the puppet housewife who was always controlled and made to do things she didn't want to do, she was no longer the timid wife who lived in fear of her mother-in-law's wrath. Janette's thoughts turned fierce, her eyes flashing with determination. She had rebuilt herself, brick by brick, after the devastation of her divorce. She had rediscovered her strength, her passions, and her sense of self-worth. Gone were the days where she would have to work her butt off to please people. Now, she was living for herself and her little ray of su