~ANASTASIA~
“If you're here to make fun of me, then I advise you to leave now, brother” I said and walked back to the couch while he remained frozen. “I know, yes, I was wrong, and yes, I'm in big trouble, but trust me, I know how to solve my problems, okay?” I said as I picked up my bowl and started eating, the person still didn't respond, and I, not wanting to force anything, ignored him and focused on my food. "Ana?” he finally said after a long moment. “Just get over with it Trey, what are you going to say now? That you warned me? Well, I'm sorry for being-” “I'm so sorry,” he said, surprising me. I turned to look at him, and he nodded his head and then came to me. "Listen, I'm not interested in your pity.” “I'm your brother; if I don't pity you, who will?” He asked as he sat next to me, and then he placed his arm on my back and started running it in a comforting manner, “This bastard hurt you so much. I'm sorry, sis. I really am,” he continuously said, but I didn't respond as I was still shocked. I thought he was going to make fun of me, but I didn't respond as I kept stuffing ice cream into my mouth without swallowing it. “And I promise you, William will pay for hurting you.” “It's not his fault; I'm the one who accepted his marriage even when he told me he didn't love me.” I placed the bowl down and cleaned the tears that rolled down my cheeks. “You shouldn't blame yourself for that bastard's crime, sis; it's not your fault he couldn't keep his dick in his pants.” “It's not that, Trey..." I sniffed and shook my head. "I came between two people who love each other; you all warned me, but I didn't listen.” Thinking of it ached my heart as the emotions I bottled in earlier came crashing all at once. “It’s all my fault; I'm to blame," I sobbed as tears freely rolled down my cheeks. I felt so bad, "if I listened, all this would-” "That's enough, sis!” Trey raised his voice, “Look at me.” He demanded, but I shook my head. I was embarrassed. How could I look him in the eyes after all I had done? He tried to warn me; they all tried to warn me, but I never listened. Now look at where my stubbornness got me. “I said, look at me, Anna!” I was forced to face him: “You didn't do anything wrong; you fell in love and gave yourself a chance.” “Which didn't end well..." I sobbed. “It doesn't matter how it ended; what's important is you realized it before it was too late,” he said, now caressing my cheek. Trey had a way of convincing people it was his gift, and here I was falling for it as I nodded my head. He was right; I didn't do anything wrong. Loving someone and hoping to be loved back isn't a crime. “Daddy will be so proud of you; now we can finally go home.” "No," I quickly said and stood up. “Dad cannot know this; he will never forgive me.” “What are you saying?” Trey also stood up as he faced me and said, "Dad has already forgiven you.” "That's not true; I mean, if he did, why did he not try to find me? He hasn't spoken to me in four years, so how the hell did he forgive me?!” I yelled as I was also upset with my father; I was his daughter—his only daughter for that matter—why on earth would he disown me and take the resources from me just because I made one mistake? “You say he forgave me, right? Then tell me one thing: with the news trending, I'm sure he saw it. Why didn't he come to look for me? Don't tell me he hasn't seen it because I'm sure you are here because you saw it too. If you, who is rarely online, saw it then...” “This is what Mom said,” he said, running a hand into his hair. “She knew both Dad and you are stubborn, but how could she think I was the right candidate for this?” He spoke words that didn't make sense to me. "What's going on with Dad's company? Why is William the biggest investor?” I asked, wiping my tears. “You don't have to worry about that, sis; Santiago will be back soon; he will sort everything out.” “Santiago? Is...is he coming with Ivy?” My voice trembled. Trey took my hands and led me back to the couch. "Answer me, Trey, is Santiago coming with Ivy? When are they coming?” I asked all at once without breathing: Santiago was my elder brother, while Trey was my twin. He behaves like this because he's a minute older than me. Santiago lived in Sedona with his wife and son. Ivy, my daughter, also lived with them. William didn't care about her, and I also didn't want her to watch him mistreat me or experience him ignoring her, so I sent her away. She only came for holidays and sometimes weekends. “Speaking of Ivy,” Trey pulled out his ringing phone, ignoring my question, “There is my angel; how are you?” He said as he picked up the call, the way he held the phone on his face made me realize it was a video call. I quickly wiped my tears, as I didn't want her to suspect anything. Ivy was a little adult, so any mistake she would just notice. "Oh, I'm with your mommy, sweetheart; do you want to speak to her?” Trey asked, and I quickly fixed my face and cleared my voice. Trey looked at me, and I nodded my head as he asked with eyes if I could speak with Ivy. I took the phone from Trey with trembling hands. I didn't want to worry her; growing up without a mother or father was already tough for her. She always begged to return, but I kept making excuses. “Mamma, is everything okay? I tried to call you…” She spoke so fast, but I didn't hear her last words as I was lost in my thoughts. Ivy was William's copy; maybe it was because it was a one-time thing as her eyes, hair, and even nose were exactly William's, but in a female version, “Mamma?!” she screamed, which shook me out of my thoughts. “Is it Pappa? Did he say something to you? Are you two getting a divorce?” She asked, and my heart started racing at her question. She might have seen the news, as Ivy was very smart; she might have searched for it online, but how was I supposed to tell her her daddy was going to have a baby with another woman? I caught a tear that escaped my eye. I couldn't even imagine her pain. She loved her dad so much. Part of the reason I endured all those four years was because of her. Because I wanted to give her a family like others. Is wanting the best for your daughter a crime?~WILLIAM~ I took a swig of my drink as I impatiently stomped my feet. What the fuck was taking her long to get back at me? “Just a small task, and it's taking hours," I complained as I stood up and walked to the window, my fingers tracing my jaw. I couldn't believe Anastasia's audacity; what made her think she could divorce me? She's the one who begged to marry me; I should be the one to sign the divorce papers first, not her. I punched the wall, but as pain shot up my arm, I grunted in pain. "Fuck!" I cursed as I tried to soothe the pain. I couldn't wait for her any longer, so I walked back to the table and took my phone. I dialed her number, and she picked up the first ring. “Mr Rogers?-” “I always ask myself how I employed such an incompetent human; I say do this, and you take hours to get it done.” “But sir, it's over ten hotels.” “And so? People get that done in less than ten minutes.” “I'm sorry, sir.” “Whatever, how many have you contacted so far?” “Seven s
WilliamWhere do I even begin? Anastasia ruined my life. I had to marry her. My grandfather insisted that if I didn’t, I could have lost the company. Honestly, I didn’t care much about the company, but my child? That was different.I was planning to pull out at the last minute when she told me she was pregnant. I was heartless, but I would never let an innocent child suffer for something they didn’t do. That’s why I went ahead and married her.I sat at the table staring at the ring, remembering the day I gave it to her. How could she just take it off and leave it behind without my permission? Was she serious about this divorce? But that wouldn’t make sense. Anastasia loved me; she endured all these years, even when I ignored her. So why was she doing this?I ran a hand through my hair, zoning out as Jimena argued about something. The only thing that snapped me out of my thoughts was the ringtone of my phone. I quickly reached for it and picked up."Speak!" I said, sounding more irrita
~ANASTASIA~ I didn't know how to answer Ivy’s question, and I was going to break when Trey took the phone from me. I could still hear my daughter asking questions, but I couldn't stand and listen; that's why I ran out of the living room and rushed to my room. Inside I climbed onto the bed and pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them, tears streamed freely down my cheeks, lost in my emotions—it was suffocating. My daughter didn't deserve this; she deserved better. I… I failed her. I didn't bother cleaning the tears as I knew it would just be in vain as more would keep falling. I don't know how long I've been there, but it must be long, as looking at the clock showed me it was already evening time. I heard a knock on the door, and since I knew it was my brother, as he had been knocking there for the past hours, I didn't open it before but now I wanted him to go home as it was late, so I got up and walked to the bathroom to wash the dried tears; after that, I walked
~WILLIAM~ I couldn't believe my ears. Anastasia was calling me; she still cared. I knew it was an act earlier. Of course, she was pretending, but why did she have to pretend knowing I would never chase after her? I thought James was taking me to the Lancaster mansion only for him to drop me off at Harriot’s house. Vivi was not welcoming but in the end, Harriot managed to get me to bed in their guestroom, I was about to fall asleep when my phone started ringing, I struggled, and when I saw the caller ID I quickly picked up. I cleared my voice before saying, “Listen if you... If you called to apologize, then it-” “I didn't call to apologize, William.” She cut me, “I just wanted to make sure you are alive; I don't want to be a widow.” “W-what?” I intended to raise my voice but failed as my voice came out as a whisper. “It's impossible to sign anything six feet under, right?” “Wait, so you're saying—” “I'm saying I’d rather you sign the divorce than have people call me a wido
~WILLIAM~ Mom looked confused like there was nothing wrong with what she did. “I'm confused, William; you always complained to Mom about Anastasia and that nuisance daughter of-” “Don't you dare refer to my daughter as a nuisance, Nicole?” “Why not? I mean, she's the reason you married Anastasia in the first place.” “Her name is Ivy, and stay out of my business,” I warned I've had enough of her. “Alright, I'm not saying anything again.” She raised her hands in the air and walked to the sofa. She picked up the glass of juice and crossed her legs, and after taking a sip, she placed the glass down, picked a magazine, and started paging. I turned to Mom, who was still confused. “I want you to leave, both of you.” “What?!” “I will deal with the divorce myself,” I said, and without turning back, I walked toward the stairs and headed to the bedroom. Yes, I always complained about how unhappy
~WILLIAM~ I cleared my voice as I impatiently waited for my daughter to speak, but she didn't say a word; it was just silence, and I started to wonder what was happening. “Baby? Are you there?” I asked. “Yes, I'm just making sure these media people got it right,” she said, and that's when I heard the tapping of the keyboard keys, so she was busy searching on the internet. I mean, wasn't she too young for that? If I remember correctly, she was four, even though I haven't attended any of her birthdays. I always made sure I bought her an expensive gift so I knew she was four; in fact, she had just turned four a few days ago, and that was the reason why Anastasia and I got into that fight that led her to be locked up. “They say mom asked you for a divorce.” “W-what?” "Yes, and I asked Mom, but she didn't tell me this; that's why I called you.” She said, and I groaned and rubbed my temples as what I'd feared had happen
~ANASTASIA~ I was lost in my thoughts looking out the window when my phone started to ring. I quickly reached for my purse and picked it up.“Ana, are you sure? I can still come.”"I'm sure, Vivi, I've got this.”“I know you've got it, but... I'm worried.”“And you're worried for nothing,” I cleared my throat. “It will just take a few minutes, and then I will be done with it, okay?" I sounded confident but it was far from what I was feeling. I was terrified, if I had an option I could have avoided today, but I figured out there was no way, and I was prepared to face it.“Alright, please call me if you need anything or if they give you a hard time.”“Thank you,” I said and then ended the call, as I knew speaking to her for a long time would trigger tears. “Okay,” I said as I took a deep breath and looked at myself in the mirror. “I'm ready,” I said to myself, but Scott responded. “We can try to postpone it if you're not-”“I am ready.” I cut
~ANASTASIA~ I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I let out a chuckle because this was absurd. Why would William change his mind now? He never loved me; our marriage was never meant to happen, so why on earth did he refuse to let me go now? “Is this a joke?” I turned to him, but he wasn't looking at me; instead, he was looking down. “Ms. Anastasia, please have your seat.” “I'm sorry, what? I mean, we both signed the divorce document; I'm here to get my copy, not to have second thoughts.” I said as my heart was now racing. “Ms. Anastasia, please sit down.” “I’m sorry, your honor but can we just get over with it.” “And I refuse to go through,” William said he sounded calm, which was the first as he had never been this calm, only when it came to Jimena. “I'm not signing it; I'm not giving up on my marriage.” “You’re sick. I mean…” I stopped myself as I realized what William was trying to do; he wanted me to
I was a little slow, so when I reached there, I found Hudson trying to help Megan, as she seemed to be bleeding, but she wasn't on the floor like I expected; she was standing, and what's more, telling Hudson she was okay.“It's just a minor wound; don't worry.” “If we don't stop the bleeding, it might cause you to lose a lot of blood, and it's on the forehead; any mistake might cause an infection which can later spread to the eye,” Hudson said, making me turn to Vivi, who was standing next to the snooker table.Her facial expression was mild like nothing was wrong; my eyes then traveled to her hands, and there I found that they were shaky. I didn't need to guess, as I then knew what had happened; she was the one who hit Megan.“Vivi!” I quickly rushed to her and tried to take her in my arms, but she refused.“Ana, oh, should I say, sister?” she said with sarcasm. I turned to Hudson, who spoke:“She hit Mom; I don't know with what, but she needs a doctor; please call the doctor.” He s
Vivi abruptly ended the call, and knowing Vivi well, I knew there was going to be trouble. She was someone who never took betrayal, so turning to Trey, I spoke:“You did not kill Dad; it was his time to go, and it just so happened you were the one with him, but he is gone now. Drinking, gambling, or even getting into fights won’t bring him back; it will just bring more problems. Santiago is not well; you know how death reminds him of Susanna. Everything is on Gianna now, which is not fair. Get treated and get back on your feet; help Santiago like he had helped us.” I said it in one breath, and I don’t know if he was listening, but he was quiet.“I’m leaving now; the doctor will come and treat you. Once you’re good, I want you to go back to the mansion and take it from there. I can’t do it; I’ll be going into labor soon.” Standing up, I walked toward the door and was met with Nicole, Hudson, and a man, who by his dressing code I recognized was a doctor. “He’s ready for you. Hudson; we
I didn't know where to even start, but as Nicole said, if I didn't show up, Trey might die, and I knew how stubborn Trey was, so telling Hudson who was waiting for me to explain, I turned to leave, but he, of course, stood in my way.“You've just regained your consciousness, you need rest.”“That same consciousness won't let me rest, knowing my brother is about to die.”“I'll take care of it, take a bath, have dinner, and relax, Trey will be fine, I'll—”“I'd rather go there. I hadn't seen him in a while. I need to speak to him,” I insisted, and Hudson, seeing I wasn't giving in, had no choice but to allow me to go with him.Everything moved so fast that, before I knew it, we were in the car. Matt drove us to Williams' home.“Vivi, can I call you back?” I said as I picked up my ringing phone.“I can't wait, Ana, I need you.”“Alright, what happened?” I said, rubbing my forehead.“It's Harriot. He doesn't want to leave prison, he thinks he deserves it. He said he would be pleading guil
I wish I could say Carmen had an explanation for this, but she didn't. Instead, she looked down, avoiding me, and that was enough to give me an answer… I really couldn't deal with this right now, and just as I was about to say my goodbye because with how this turned out, she didn't deserve to be here, she had to leave even if I had to kick her out myself, well, that's when someone knocked, and I asked them to come in.“It’s your phone, Mrs. Frost.” It was the servant who took my handbag earlier; I had forgotten that my phone was in the bag, so looking at Carmen one last time, I walked out, taking my phone from the servant.“Santiago?”“Hi, Ana. Are you with Hudson? Is… it true?”“W-what's true? Can you calm down?”“He… Susanna…”“Yes, what about her?”“Her death… it wasn't natural; someone caused it.”“What?!” Okay, what was this?“Hudson just called.”“Hudson? But how…?” I stopped myself as I thought for a second, how did Hudson know about Susanna? “How does Hudson know about Susanna
I couldn't even imagine what she was feeling; it was painful, and the thought made me wish I could erase her memory so she could start afresh like she said because I will not be able to count the times I wanted to start over.When Mom passed…I even traveled, but of course, I never succeeded, and don't get me started on when I was married to William; if it weren't that I loved him, I could have started over long back.I wouldn't be here now.I would be in Africa; it's the most affordable and quiet continent, or… England, for a good education for my daughter.Yes, I booked tickets for both continents. I even spoke to apartment owners. Well, like I said, if I didn't blindly love William because I would make up my mind, Vivi would be there waiting, but as soon as William walks in and I see his thin lips and muscles, everything would go hazy, and I would forget to go to the airport.Well, I was stupidly in love back then, and no, I wasn't blaming myself or William; everything happens for
The maid looked confused like I had just said something that was not making sense.“She’s only been gone for a few hours; the police would advise us to wait.”“It doesn’t matter; this family has been in danger lately; we can’t risk another life now; call 911.”“Alright, Mrs.” She finally walked to the telephone while I stood still for a second as I wondered why she didn’t look worried. I mean, didn’t Gianna know, Carmen? Because Margot was the head, she was like family, and despite the betrayal, she still did a lot for this family. Sure, she was paid to do it, but nobody paid her to love us like her children, so she was still very important to the family.After calming down, I finally looked up. Well, my hate for stairs came with the pregnancy. I sighed and was going to give it a try when one of the servants came from the stairs, struggling with a big suitcase.“Wait, whose bag is that?” I asked as looking at it, I could tell someone packed to leave, not for vacation.“Mrs. Lancaster.
Wow, this was something I never expected. I mean, it was Jimena; she always wanted William, so of course she would do anything to be with him, including faking a pregnancy, which is truly hard to believe. As I was a mother, I would never fake a pregnancy.After calming myself down, I asked my assistant to get the job done, getting the cleaner to clean the place. I asked her to supervise as I needed the desk scrubbed or, if possible, changed.“Send me the documents to my email; I will have a look at home,” I said before finally leaving.I could tell the employees were giving me eyes; I knew they knew, but I didn't have the time; I needed to get to the house so I could speak to Carmen about her daughter; something really needed to be done.“Hudson can take down any news reports, right?” I asked Matt as I got in, and he nodded his head, “If I ask him, he might not believe me, or better yet, he will just think I'm hallucinating.”“I can do it, Mrs. Frost; you don't have to ask him.”“News
She sounded confident, making me gasp in shock; her confidence shocked me. I mean, this was absurd; this company was mine. It didn't matter if she managed it for a month or so; I was the rightful owner, and no board member would choose who to manage as this was Adira, very different from all other companies.Hearing the knock on the door, I walked and got it.“Mrs. Frost.” It was the Director, also a board member. “I was in—”“Get security; we have a trespasser.”“I—”“Now and let others know that they won't be voting; I am back.”“Yes, Mrs. Frost, guard!” He called for a guard who I assume was patrolling.“Wait, you're not serious, are you?”“If I were you, I would use the few minutes I have to button up my shirt and leave as soon as possible because I am very sure reporters are on their way. See, we have spies here, and they probably heard of this.”“Oh, I don't care. Like you said, I'm not a Lancaster; I have no reputation to uphold.”“Even better, the media will destroy you as an
I mean, she is a cheater since she slept with Harriot too, but Daniella was new and a woman, so how did they already hit it off?I silently watched as she asked Jimena to excuse us—she even called her babe?…Well, Jimena, who looked ashamed as she couldn't even meet my eyes, rushed out, leaving Daniella and me alone.“Why are you here?” was the question she thought was important, “an hour ago you were enjoying your series looking all miserable, and now you're here all… dressed? What's this? A comedy? Are there hidden cameras I don't know about?” She started looking around, making me shake my head. “Ana, you—”“Do you know she's married?” I cut her off with a question, sure, after what William made me go through, Jimena cheating on him shouldn't be my concern; in fact, it should make me happy, but I wasn't a fan of cheaters, so this disturbed me.“Excuse me?”“Jimena and I didn't know you liked women, but to do it in my office? Now that's unacceptable.”“Wait, wait, wait, did…” She lau