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“You killed your sister! Someone call the police!” “What a classic day,” Gemma rolled her eyes, approaching Elena.“You killed her!” one of Elena’s minion inside the office she fell into was quick to accuse Gemma.“I'm calling the police,” she threatened.“Chill, she is still breathing,” Gemma mumbled.Why the heck did she even leave home today. She could have just stayed back, had a rest and avoided all of this. The worst part was that she didn't even do the photo shoot that brought her here.“You've always hated her. You've always tried to make everyone hate her. Now that you've seen that we'll always be on her side, you resort to physically harming her!” The young lady accused.“If you keep running your mouth without calling 911, she’d really die,” Gemma rolled her eyes.Physically hurting Elena was the last thing she wanted to do. Yes, seeing Elena in pain brings her joy. But that shouldn't be physical pain. She wasn't that kind of person. She knew she could enjoy breaking Elena’s
“We’ve extracted the glasses….The patient has gone into a coma…” The doctor announced.Gemma was stunned, she took a few steps back in shock and ended up hitting her back against the wall. Guilt filled her heart. “I'm not this kind of person, I shouldn't have pushed Elena. Why did I even let myself lose control,” she let her tears stream down her face.The day had started nicely and she had hoped it would end on the same note. Never did she imagine she would be here. Never did she imagine that she would be the reason someone goes into a coma.“Doesn't most coma patients die?” She muttered out loud.By this time, the doctor had walked away after telling them that Elena will soon be rolled out of the operation theater. “Then so be it. She deserves it,” Sylvia spoke.Gemma’s eyes went in her direction.“If you think I'll come running to you with open arms after that utterance, then you must be out of your mind. I would never accept a monster as my mother,” Gemma glared at her.“Call me
“I guess there are still sides of you I'm yet to explore… Let's get home first,” Derek said.Before he headed to the exit, he turned around to look at the couple staring at him.“Don't think you have my backing simply because I made my wife listen to you. I stand with whatever she says. If she doesn't want to have any ties with you, then I'll advise you to refrain from reaching out to either of us.”He walked away, with Gemma still on his shoulder.“Put me down, Derek!” she slammed her hands on his back.“I will,” he mumbled.“Put me the fuck down!” Gemma was now infuriated.Derek still bother saying a words to her. He had her in his shoulders till he got to his car and threw her inside.He got in through the other side and soon drove off.“Ho could you! You keep giving me reasons to doubt you,” Gemma couldn't keep calm.“I won't say anything till we get home, Gemma,” Derek muttered.The last thing he wanted was to get into an argument with his wife while driving. Her life was importa
James wasn't pleased with the turn out of events. Every single thing he had orchestrated with his father was failing. Nothing was working in their favour and he starting to get pissed off by it all.Even if his father were to leave the company he never expected it to be taken from just an outsider, an ordinary shareholder at that and it was all because of Gemma. Things got fucked up because of her.“I wonder how you're still eating,” he muttered, glaring at the figure sitting right across him.“I need food to survive,” Max shrugged.“Things aren't looking too good for us ans you're here, preaching about food? We just lost our family company! And all you care about is food?” James was so pissed that if Max was within his reach he could slap him.“I need food to function, James….”“What if things go south while you're busy eating? What if things don't go our way!” “Not like the favour is on our side right now,” James lamented.Max chuckled.“You're still a kid James. If things goes sou
Derek pulled into the driveway, the engine’s rumble fading into silence. The weight of their argument, still hanging heavily in the air. He turned off the car, his gaze lingering on Gemma’s tense profile before he got out and walked around to her side. Gemma's arms were crossed and her face held different emotions, barely acknowledging him. She got out before he could get the door and slammed it shut.The house was quiet as they entered. Derek kept his distance, sensing that the calm before the storm was about to break. Gemma, her frustration barely contained, stormed up the stairs. Her footsteps echoed loudly in the otherwise still house. It was as if Samuel and the others knew Gemma's mood would be pretty messed up and stayed away. Derek followed her up the stairs, his mind racing with worry and regret. He watched as Gemma hurried down the hallway and pushed open their bedroom door with a force that made it slam against the wall. The door bounced back slightly but remained open, an
Derek sat outside the door, his heart heavy with regret. Each minute stretched on, his mind racing with thoughts of how to mend his relationship with his wife. He replayed their earlier argument in his head and then realized he was in the wrong. If he was in Gemma’s shoes he would also have the same reaction or even worse. Keeping things about her life from her didn't speak good of him and he knew that. He cared for Gemma deeply, and was willing to set things right again, only if she would agree to open the door. Sighing, he stood up, driven by an impulse to reach out to her. Taking a deep breath, he knocked gently on their bedroom door. “Gemma?” he called softly. “Can we talk, please?” Gemma didn't say a word, but he refused to give up. “I know you need space, but I think we need to communicate. Please, just a few minutes?” He earnestly begged. The door remained shut, and his heart sank again. He paced the hallway, his mind in a turmoil. He wouldn't be able to sleep this nigh
Walking into the company that day, Gemma could see a lot of prying eyes of employees on her, like every other day. She wasn't surprised as this has been how she lived all her life. Her mother was the chairwoman of the company, her father, the CEO and it was a known fact to everyone that soon, her elder brother James would take over. She has a younger sister who was a supermodel and has been the model for every single one of the company’s products over the years. While she, on the other hand, was the unsuccessful daughter of the family with no stable position in the company. She knew the stares she was receiving wasn't one of admiration, but ridicule. “I wish I could live a jobless life like her without bothering about having a roof over my head, but sadly I don't have rich parents to spend on me,” she heard one of the employees say. It was an obvious attempt to shame her. She could only scoff. What everyone thinks of her, didn't bother her, knowing she has her supportive, rich and
“I only married her to be close to you, since you ain’t ready for marriage. I have no feelings for her.” These were Daniel’s words.Gemma’s eyes flew open at this words, she rose from the floor, her eyes never leaving Daniel’sHas their two years of marriage been a joke to him, the times he professed his unconditional love for her, when he proposed to her, the steamy nights they spent together, have they all been a joke to him?“Daniel, what are you saying?” She stuttered“It's exactly as you heard it. I've never loved you and I would never see myself loving you. Elena holds my heart. You're just a pawn I used to get close to her. I want to spend every single night and day with her. Since she didn't want to get married, I married you to stay right next to her. Now that she is ready to marry me, we should get a divorce,” he shrugged.“We’ve been together for two whole years and now you just want me to believe this?” Gemma asked.“Believe it or not, that's on you. Why do you think I ins