Thierry drove the car to the assigned place where I would be seeing Vincent. It was a huge restaurant in the city of Los Angeles. Wealthy people and celebrities were the ones who normally frequented this place.Theirry pulled the car door open for me to step out. I looked at the way the sun's rays cast their soft glow on the city. “You should wait for me inside the car. I will be back soon" I said to Thierry before leaving his side.I doubted Thierry won't tell Liam about my movement today, which was part of the reason I decided to take Theirry with me to avoid suspicion.If there is anything I detest, it is seeing the way the public will pull up different articles about how I was promiscuous by having feelings for another man when Liam was my husband.Making my way inside the restaurant, Vincent already raised his hand for me to see where he was.He was standing beside the far back corner close to the wall and to my astonishment, no one was inside the restaurant except Vincent.This
“Is there a reason why you didn't take wine? I thought you love it, and it's the best combo for steak," Vincent said.“Oh. Does it seem like I love it? I don't remember telling you that in the past, but I just wanted to go with Juice," I replied.I know It would be weird for me to tell Liam that I don't want to go for wine because I am pregnant.”I barely remember you telling me that in the past." Vincent got interrupted when the waitress came back with the tray of food. The steak was served to us while the waitress went back. I took the napkin and took the fork and knife, wiping it.“Why did you even rent all this place when we are just going to eat, Vincent? Also, won't your boyfriend question your actions?" I asked Vincent with the fork still in my hand.“I thought I told you I am single right now," Vincent said while I cut the steak and ate part of it.“Which is why I am surprised. I mean, you are fucking handsome, and I remember you being a Playboy back in high school." I said w
My face flushed red when I heard the way Aysel insulted me. The truth is, if I had known Aysel was the one at the door, I would have stopped Vincent from letting her in.I clenched my fist, trying to come up with the right words to use. Aysel's shoes clicked softly on the floor as she closed the distance.“To think you are here with a man who is not your husband. You are a whore, and no one can dispute that," Aysel snapped as she looked at me with a disdainful look.Vincent wanted to part his lips. He was looking at me with confusion in his eyes but I didn't want him to interfere.“I don't know what you are talking about. Did you see me in a hotel Aysel?" I asked Aysel, my voice shaky.“Oh, is it until I snap everything and snap it to him" Aysel threatened and brought out her phone.The guy beside her only looked at her like a fool. I guess he must be one of her chicks.I thought Aysel was joking, but immediately, I saw a flashlight shine towards my face. Aysel was snapping a picture
Vincent and I get down from the Park. It was the amusement park we visited in the past during my time at the orphanage home. I still can't believe we have known each other since then, and yet he still remembered, I mean, like visiting the amusement park.I looked at Vincent in his crisp white shirt and black pants. His bright smile made my heart skip a beat and I couldn't help but smile."Hey, Emily! You look stunning," Vincent said, handing me a bouquet. I think he already got it before we went into the restaurant, and he must have kept it inside the car since."Thanks, Vincent," I said, collecting it with a bright smile.“It is like an apology because of what happened a while ago. I ruined your evening." Vincent teased, and I glared at him because he was not at fault here at all.“Accepted but you are not at fault" I said and he smiled.We headed to the waterfront, where a beautiful sunset awaited us. The sky transformed into hues of pink, orange, and purple as we strolled without
The drive to father house didn't take too long. Thierry didn't hesitate to step on the break as he pulled into the parking lot.I got my back from the back seat and told Theirry to wait behind because I doubted Father would like to see him.Moreover, Aysel's car was already around, which shows that she got home before me. The only one who could make Father call me back here abruptly in that manner is Aysel.I walked in my high heels towards the door. Pulling the door open, angry Laura was descending the stairs.Her short, dark hair jingled as she walked towards me. “Won't you come in?" Laura spat and all I did was bow my head at her.“Good evening, Mother," I said calmly.“I don't demand your greeting, Emily. I can't believe you wouldn't stop embarrassing us after all I did to bring you up." Laura jerked, and I swallowed back.I was right after all. Aysel already came here to report me to Father. What lies did she spill this time?Father was pacing to and fro around the room while Lau
“There is nothing you can do. Just let her file for a divorce since she is in love with the man. Aysel can get married to Liam, and we will be inlaws again." Laura spat and I felt bile rose in my throat.I thought Laura would not be bold enough to tell their father I was going to divorce Liam, but she stylishly brought up the issue.“Will you just let me talk, Laura? Sometimes I wonder how I even got married to you." Father said and Aysel scoffed with surprise.What?" Laura asked in shock, her eyes wide with surprise.I wasn't expecting Father to say that but he did. He is the only family I have, after all; too bad I won't be able to see him after I leave.“Sometimes I do wonder how you changed so much. You were so sweet in the past, but what changed? How could you tell Emily to divorce her husband?" Father asked, his voice reverberated through the walls of the room.Laura sat back on the couch, placing her palm on her chest, she said aloud. “You are very harsh to me Williams. We bot
The moment Aysel ascended the stairs, Luara took one look at Father before she followed Aysel upstairs. I took a sigh of relief, knowing I am now alone with father.“Thanks for believing me, father. It means a lot to me," I said and stepped closer to me, patting my back.“I should apologize for calling you here urgently without asking if you are okay, Emily," Father uttered, but I shook my head, my eyes lowered as I kept looking at my shoe.“I understand you, Father. Please, do not apologize to me," I said, and Father flashed a smile at me.“So, about what I said," Father began as he sat down on the couch. I have no choice but to pay keen attention to whatever he is going to say. “You don't have to worry because the team is already working on bringing the article down. Let's hope your Husband hasn't seen it yet", Father said, earning a smile from me.“Thank you, Father," I said with utmost sincerity. “It's nothing, Emily. Get home quickly and have a good night's rest. I will get bac
LIAM'S POVPulling out the arm of my suit, I rest the suit on the armrest of the chair. The meeting I had with the overseas shareholders lasted for over four hours and I think this is the longest time we have used in a while.Making my way towards the restroom, a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts and I walked to the entrance door, opening it.“Mr Liam. We would like to know the food you want and when we should bring it in," The girl said, waiting outside the door. She is one of the hotel staff and I doubt she would recognize me as the CEO.This was one of the hotels I rebranded in the past to ensure the confidentiality of all meetings held here and also make it convenient for the participants to rest up for the night before leaving the next day.“Bring me something light and maybe some red wine." I said, and she walked away after answering with a nod.I walked back to the room and picked up my buzzing phone. Someone seems to have messaged me and the message is from different
It was a long night, and when Chelsea finally told Vincent about everything that happened in his absence, I was flushed pink as different emotions swirled through me because of the way Vincent paid keen attention to whatever Chelsea was saying.”I must say you are a good friend to Emily. I wish I knew you earlier." Vincent said after drinking the juice inside the glass cup.He reclined his back to the chair as he watched between me and Chelsea.”So if you had known Chelsea before me, would she be your best friend?" I asked Vincent with a sullen expression. I already went up to check up on Xavier but he is still sleeping. When I came back to the dining room, Chelsea and Vincent were still discussing.Before Vincent could reply me, half-sleeping, Chelsea chose to reply.”Emily, I think you are jealous, and don't tell me no because you are fucking Jealous right now, and it's written all over you." She squealed, her voice filled with excitement and I had to stop myself from blushing righ
After breastfeeding Ryan and watching him fall asleep, I walked out of my room and came across Chelsea, who kept grinning at me.“Stop it, this girl! What are you doing?" I asked, looking at her with one side eye but she didn't care as she closed the distance between us.“Well," she drawled and continued. “I didn't come here to taunt you. Instead, it was because Vincent came down now, and it seems he is waiting for you," Chelsea said, and my gut kept telling me she had something up her sleeve.“What is it to you if he doesn't eat yet? What makes you think he was waiting for me?" I asked Chelsea and she replied with a shrug of her shoulder.”It's just my guess. Please, where is Ryan? I know he already missed me." Chelsea declared in a firm tone.”In your dreams hun... He didn't even ask you" I retorted before walking away from her.Chelsea giggled and walked alongside me. “I won't be surprised if he suddenly kisses you or asks you out.””That's because he wishes to, and how is that you
I didn't know what came over me, but my emotions were a mess the moment I breathed in his scent. Vincent hugged me, pressing his hard chest against my front, and I knew someone was screaming Yes in her head right now.Typical Chelsea's way of saying her plan had worked and she was right about Vincent.“I missed you, Emily," Vincent replied in a warm tone, releasing his arm around me, and I took two steps back.My face flushed pink, embarrassed by the way he suddenly said that, but Vincent didn't act that way; he didn't count it as a big deal like me. Instead, he held my hand as we walked towards Chelsea. “This must be the friend you are talking about. Chelsea right?" Vincent asked and Chelsea rolled her eyes at him in a playful way.Of course, they already met once or twice. Perhaps Vincent had already forgotten Chelsea's face and couldn't recollect her but I didn't stop gisting him about Chelsea during the times he was away.Chelsea couldn't hide her smirk as she winked at me. “Yes,
EMILY'S POVDecember came quickly and the people in Spain were trying their best to fill the streets with Christmas trees and lights. Maybe that is their way of celebrating Christmas but everywhere was bustling with Christmas songs.Ryan was asleep in the crib when I made my way downstairs and saw Chelsea busy watching the television. She was so engrossed and began to sing along to the Christmas song. She didn't even notice my presence until I decided to speak.“Didn't I tell you Vincent will be coming back today?" I asked Chelsea. She switched off the TV and sprang up from the chair, her eyes beaming at me.Chelsea yawned softly before parting her soft pink lips. “Yes, you told me and if you look well, I already tidy up the room. What do you think about the interior?" Chelsea responded and my eyes darted around the room to see what she was talking about.She was indeed right because everywhere was sparkling with neatness. I am sure Mateo helped Chelsea but I couldn't say it out loud
EMILY'S POV(FIVE MONTHS LATER)I was surprised when I received Dad's call this morning. It's been over two months since we last talked. Though I couldn't tell him I gave birth a week ago, Dad didn't stop pestering me to come home and settle things with Liam.He even informed me about Liam's father trying to get my contact but I begged him not to release my contact number to anyone even if it was Aysel.”Are you sure you won't be coming home now?" Chelsea asked as she held Ryan, my newborn baby, in her hand. I called Chelsea here the last two weeks when I was almost due to give birth. She got here through the plane and met me at Vincent's place.Vincent has tried a lot and helped me through my pregnancy. I would be an ingrate if I held him down here in Spain when he was supposed to be in Los Angeles to secure a contract.Chelsea has helped me a lot during the past few days. Even today, it was Chelsea that even woke me up after a sleepless night of trying to breastfeed Ryan through th
LIAM'S POV“Wait, don't tell me you sent Zayn to Aysel?" Rylan asked with his eyebrows quirked up the moment he saw me emerge at the door out of the blue when I was supposed to be inside the hotel room with Aysel.“I thought you were planning to have fun with her? Or was I wrong?" Rylan inquired, standing up from the seat.”Maybe I would have if she didn't try to drug me." I replied in a cold tone which made the creases on Rylan's forehead deepen. “Aysel has tried everything to win me back, and the truth is, I might give her a chance," I said in a quiet tone and pulled the hair at the back of my head.“I thought you claimed you don't love her even when Maddox pestered you about it." Rylan took a deep breath and exhaled through his parted lips.“Maybe I was delusional before. I might have finally realized that I am in love with her now." I responded and took the Vodka bottle on the glass table separating me from Rylan.“Fuck!" Rylan cussed with gritted teeth as he sat back on the couc
(AYSEL'S POV)A low giggling sound left the back of my throat when I saw my reflection in the mirror. I can't wait for Liam to gulp down the entire wine in the glass cup so we can have the best sex of our lives compared to whatever Emily did in the past. Call it greediness, but no man has ever satisfied me or met up to Liam's standard in any way, which was why I am going to seize this moment, now that he was heartbroken because Emily cheated on him.Humming a song under my breath, I took off my gown and stared at my reflection in the mirror. The lingerie looked sexy on me. It was one of Mum's lifelong wishes for me to get married to a wealthy man who would also support in whatever business she add in mind. All I needed to do was get pregnant for Liam, and everything would be different.Meanwhile, the aphrodisiac I took was already working in my system, and I could feel my body getting hot with each passing second.My core was heating and vibrating, and I could feel my clitoris getti
LIAM'S POV”Hey Liam" Aysel called softly like a kitten which got Rylan's brows furrowed with confusion.It's good to know that Maddox wasn't here because he would have told me he was right about me making out with Aysel behind Emily, and that was what probably pulled the trigger for the divorce.Aysel didn't stop there, instead, she placed her disgusting hand on my shoulder and I almost gagged when I smelled her heavy perfume. I let her do whatever she had in mind because, seriously, I wasn't planning to use her to plan my revenge on Emily, but tonight, I don't know if it was because of the alcohol, even though I only gulped down half of the bottle, I didn't feel a little bit better and I want to break her.No amount of alcohol could quench my thirst. “Hi," Aysel called softly, looking at Rylan's way, which only relaxed into the chair, watching the scene unfold.“I told you to forget about her, Liam. She is not worth it, and I can give you whatever you want," Aysel said in a flirta
LIAM'S POVAysel didn't stop finding a way to get in touch despite making it clear to both my workers at home and the office not to let Aysel.She seems to have been monitoring me for all these days, and it makes me wonder if Aysel has always been clingy like this or if I was the one who didn't pay more attention to her in the past.”Sir, the car is ready to be taken out," Thierry said behind me.I was sitting casually on the couch, busy surfing through my phone after a long day at work. I didn't even know when Thierry walked inside.Though I remember telling him, I would need the Mercedes Benz before 6 pm. Perhaps it was because my attention wasn't focused here; regardless, Thierry reminded me.“I will be with you shortly," I replied, standing up from the couch. “Alright, sir," He replied with a bow before walking out of the room.Picking up the car keys on the glass center table, I checked the time on my Rolex wristwatch to check the time. It was just five minutes to 6 pm.I walked