JOANNA. My mind was racing, panic setting in as I stared at Cassie, her clothes stained with blood and a few drops on the floor. Oh God, what have I done? I thought, my heart sinking. Did I really just push her that hard? What if...what if she loses the baby? The thought sent a shiver down my spine. I felt like I was in shock, my body trembling with fear. If she does, Asher would hate me forever,I wasn't ready for that. I didn't mean to push her that hard.. I feel so overwhelmed, tears lingering in my eyes. I quickly tried to approach her, to apologize, to make sure she was okay, but she glared at me, her eyes flashing with anger. “Don't touch me!”she shouted, her voice shrill. I froze, unsure of what to do.Cassie's face, twisted in anger and pain. What have I gotten myself into?I panicked, trying to approach her for a second time., panic rising in my chest, she glared at me. "Don't touch me! I said get your filthy hands off me!" she yelled. Just then, Asher walked in and my h
CASSIE. I laid on the floor, clutching my belly and wailing dramatically. Asher rushed to my side, helping me up and glaring at Joanna. I felt a sense of satisfaction when he pushed her hard and she hit her head on the table edge . She deserves it. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice full of concern.I nodded, still sniffling. “I think so...but what if...what if I lose the baby?” I whispered, playing on Asher's fears.Asher quickly scooped me in his arms and began rushing out. I watched Joanna's face fall, her eyes wide with fear and guilt. She looked like she was about to collapse. Perfect. I loved that. As Asher rushed to his car with me in his arms, I couldn't help but smile inwardly. My plan had worked perfectly, and Joanna had taken the bait..I felt a thrill of satisfaction as Asher carried me out to the car, his face etched with concern.When he placed me in the passenger seat, I let my expression shift to one of panic "Asher, what if I lose the baby? What if….. just what if
JOANNA. I couldn't sleep or do anything. I had no peace within me to do anything. I kept wandering to and fro in the living, I was expecting the worst scenario but I also had my hopes up and prayed that nothing would happen to Cassie and her baby. Did I really push her that hard?My mind replayed the scene with Cassie on repeat – the push, her shocked expression, the fear in her eyes. Asher's fear too. All had me overwhelmed and stuck. What if something happens to her baby? The thought sends a wave of dread through me.Asher’ s anger, he would probably hate me forever. I didn't want that, the fear dreaded me. I can almost feel his hands around my wrists, his voice raised in rage. My heart raced at the mere thought.I'm scared, overwhelmed, and unsure what to do. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I wandered inside the living room: Will Cassie be okay? Will Asher ever forgive me? What's going to happen to me?The uncertainty is suffocating. I feel trapped, I really wanted
CASSIE. After dinner, I went to my room. I felt so satisfied that the plan worked! I felt so fulfilled seeing the look on Joanna's face when she watched Asher feed me. I loved it. I just couldn't wait anymore for Asher to execute so that we can finally be together. But I wanted Joanna to know her place. She has been doing too much lately.I felt lonely when I got out of Asher's sight. I sighed, trying to scroll through social media or find something to distract myself. When I felt time had passed and maybe Joanna must have gone to sleep, I picked up my phone and texted Asher. (Hey, could you come spend the night with me?) I texted but no reply came forward. I sighed deeply and laid on the bed, my eyes on the ceiling. I texted him again ( hey are you there?) but no reply came forward. Could he have slept? I stood up from the bed and walked out of the room. I tiptoed closer to their door and heard Joanna’s shrill of laughter as anger coursed through my veins. What the heck! He was aw
JOANNA. The light shone from the window and I blinked my eyes reflexively, stirring slowly. I gently sat up in bed, trying to adjust to the light. I turned to the side and saw that the bed was surrounded by gifts.. I furrowed my brows slightly and rubbed my eyes, perhaps I was still sleeping or something or in a dream because why was I seeing boxes of gifts on the bed? But the gifts didn't disappear even as I rubbed my eyes. I lifted my gaze and saw Asher standing in the corner, looking dashing in his suit, a knowing smile on his face. I looked around at the boxes and packages, my confusion deepening. "Asher what's going on?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper."Good morning, beautiful” He greeted..“Why not open them instead of asking questions," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement. A gentle smile played on my lips as I wondered what Asher was planning. I couldn't even contain my excitement. “Okayy” I replied. I reached for the nearest box and unwrapped it, revealin
ASHER. I held the agreement, smiling in victory. This was all I wanted. I stared at Joanna who lay unconscious on the couch and shook my head. She is just so easy Now whether Joanna’s Dad pulls away his support, I don't give a fuck! My parents have always compared me to these people. They had always belittled my hard work because no matter how hard I work, I can't seem to pass Mars group and Wright group of companies! Our fathers were friends but in secret competition or maybe my father was the one secretly trying to bring himself to the top. Why didn't I think of this brilliant idea since Joanna and I were married. I would have divorced her long ago and stayed with the woman I wanted, Cassie. I felt so fulfilled even though something seems to be missing. I accomplished the mission yet I felt a certain way. But either ways, this was an easy route to becoming one of the biggest men in New York. Joanna can go back to her father, at least the agreement didn't touch his asset but only
I slowly opened my eyes, my head spinning. I stirred slowly but noticed I wasn't even lying properly. It turned out I was on the couch and everything felt fuzzy. Why was I having this amount of headache? I gently sat up, dizziness washing over me. I looked down at myself, taking in my rumpled dress. Confusion and unease swirled in my stomach. What happened? I can't seem to grab a thing. I was still in the dress of yesterday? What exactly was going on? Why was I on this dress? And why did I sleep on the couch? I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the haze. Then the memories of the last night started flooding in..Yeah I went on a dinner date with Asher and we came back, had wine but that was where my memories paused then nothing. I couldn't remember what happened after that. How did I end up on the couch? A nagging sense of unease settled in my stomach as I stood up, smoothing out my rumpled dress. What happened to Asher and how could he leave me on the couch. The first instinct I
JOANNA.. Tears streamed down my face as I drove, my vision blurring. The dress I wore last night was wrinkled and stained, a cruel reminder of Asher’s betrayal. He made me feel so loved and special just to shatter my heart into pieces.. He wanted to be with Cassie this bad that he had to get my inheritance too! Dad won't accept this! Dad would be so angry at him. But if the company is in Asher's name, how are we supposed to fight back, how?? Because he now has more power if the company has gone to his name. Tears streamed down like a river and my heart was shattering into a million pieces. How could he do this to me? The weight of his deception crushed me, making it hard to breathe. I wanted to scream, to rage, to make him feel the anguish that was tearing me apart. But all I could do was drive, lost and alone, with tears falling like rain. Maybe I just didn't deserve to be in this world. I didn't deserve to be loved.. My mind was blank as I drove, unsure where I was headed or wha
JOANNA.. Tears streamed down my face as I drove, my vision blurring. The dress I wore last night was wrinkled and stained, a cruel reminder of Asher’s betrayal. He made me feel so loved and special just to shatter my heart into pieces.. He wanted to be with Cassie this bad that he had to get my inheritance too! Dad won't accept this! Dad would be so angry at him. But if the company is in Asher's name, how are we supposed to fight back, how?? Because he now has more power if the company has gone to his name. Tears streamed down like a river and my heart was shattering into a million pieces. How could he do this to me? The weight of his deception crushed me, making it hard to breathe. I wanted to scream, to rage, to make him feel the anguish that was tearing me apart. But all I could do was drive, lost and alone, with tears falling like rain. Maybe I just didn't deserve to be in this world. I didn't deserve to be loved.. My mind was blank as I drove, unsure where I was headed or wha
I slowly opened my eyes, my head spinning. I stirred slowly but noticed I wasn't even lying properly. It turned out I was on the couch and everything felt fuzzy. Why was I having this amount of headache? I gently sat up, dizziness washing over me. I looked down at myself, taking in my rumpled dress. Confusion and unease swirled in my stomach. What happened? I can't seem to grab a thing. I was still in the dress of yesterday? What exactly was going on? Why was I on this dress? And why did I sleep on the couch? I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the haze. Then the memories of the last night started flooding in..Yeah I went on a dinner date with Asher and we came back, had wine but that was where my memories paused then nothing. I couldn't remember what happened after that. How did I end up on the couch? A nagging sense of unease settled in my stomach as I stood up, smoothing out my rumpled dress. What happened to Asher and how could he leave me on the couch. The first instinct I
ASHER. I held the agreement, smiling in victory. This was all I wanted. I stared at Joanna who lay unconscious on the couch and shook my head. She is just so easy Now whether Joanna’s Dad pulls away his support, I don't give a fuck! My parents have always compared me to these people. They had always belittled my hard work because no matter how hard I work, I can't seem to pass Mars group and Wright group of companies! Our fathers were friends but in secret competition or maybe my father was the one secretly trying to bring himself to the top. Why didn't I think of this brilliant idea since Joanna and I were married. I would have divorced her long ago and stayed with the woman I wanted, Cassie. I felt so fulfilled even though something seems to be missing. I accomplished the mission yet I felt a certain way. But either ways, this was an easy route to becoming one of the biggest men in New York. Joanna can go back to her father, at least the agreement didn't touch his asset but only
JOANNA. The light shone from the window and I blinked my eyes reflexively, stirring slowly. I gently sat up in bed, trying to adjust to the light. I turned to the side and saw that the bed was surrounded by gifts.. I furrowed my brows slightly and rubbed my eyes, perhaps I was still sleeping or something or in a dream because why was I seeing boxes of gifts on the bed? But the gifts didn't disappear even as I rubbed my eyes. I lifted my gaze and saw Asher standing in the corner, looking dashing in his suit, a knowing smile on his face. I looked around at the boxes and packages, my confusion deepening. "Asher what's going on?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper."Good morning, beautiful” He greeted..“Why not open them instead of asking questions," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement. A gentle smile played on my lips as I wondered what Asher was planning. I couldn't even contain my excitement. “Okayy” I replied. I reached for the nearest box and unwrapped it, revealin
CASSIE. After dinner, I went to my room. I felt so satisfied that the plan worked! I felt so fulfilled seeing the look on Joanna's face when she watched Asher feed me. I loved it. I just couldn't wait anymore for Asher to execute so that we can finally be together. But I wanted Joanna to know her place. She has been doing too much lately.I felt lonely when I got out of Asher's sight. I sighed, trying to scroll through social media or find something to distract myself. When I felt time had passed and maybe Joanna must have gone to sleep, I picked up my phone and texted Asher. (Hey, could you come spend the night with me?) I texted but no reply came forward. I sighed deeply and laid on the bed, my eyes on the ceiling. I texted him again ( hey are you there?) but no reply came forward. Could he have slept? I stood up from the bed and walked out of the room. I tiptoed closer to their door and heard Joanna’s shrill of laughter as anger coursed through my veins. What the heck! He was aw
JOANNA. I couldn't sleep or do anything. I had no peace within me to do anything. I kept wandering to and fro in the living, I was expecting the worst scenario but I also had my hopes up and prayed that nothing would happen to Cassie and her baby. Did I really push her that hard?My mind replayed the scene with Cassie on repeat – the push, her shocked expression, the fear in her eyes. Asher's fear too. All had me overwhelmed and stuck. What if something happens to her baby? The thought sends a wave of dread through me.Asher’ s anger, he would probably hate me forever. I didn't want that, the fear dreaded me. I can almost feel his hands around my wrists, his voice raised in rage. My heart raced at the mere thought.I'm scared, overwhelmed, and unsure what to do. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I wandered inside the living room: Will Cassie be okay? Will Asher ever forgive me? What's going to happen to me?The uncertainty is suffocating. I feel trapped, I really wanted
CASSIE. I laid on the floor, clutching my belly and wailing dramatically. Asher rushed to my side, helping me up and glaring at Joanna. I felt a sense of satisfaction when he pushed her hard and she hit her head on the table edge . She deserves it. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice full of concern.I nodded, still sniffling. “I think so...but what if...what if I lose the baby?” I whispered, playing on Asher's fears.Asher quickly scooped me in his arms and began rushing out. I watched Joanna's face fall, her eyes wide with fear and guilt. She looked like she was about to collapse. Perfect. I loved that. As Asher rushed to his car with me in his arms, I couldn't help but smile inwardly. My plan had worked perfectly, and Joanna had taken the bait..I felt a thrill of satisfaction as Asher carried me out to the car, his face etched with concern.When he placed me in the passenger seat, I let my expression shift to one of panic "Asher, what if I lose the baby? What if….. just what if
JOANNA. My mind was racing, panic setting in as I stared at Cassie, her clothes stained with blood and a few drops on the floor. Oh God, what have I done? I thought, my heart sinking. Did I really just push her that hard? What if...what if she loses the baby? The thought sent a shiver down my spine. I felt like I was in shock, my body trembling with fear. If she does, Asher would hate me forever,I wasn't ready for that. I didn't mean to push her that hard.. I feel so overwhelmed, tears lingering in my eyes. I quickly tried to approach her, to apologize, to make sure she was okay, but she glared at me, her eyes flashing with anger. “Don't touch me!”she shouted, her voice shrill. I froze, unsure of what to do.Cassie's face, twisted in anger and pain. What have I gotten myself into?I panicked, trying to approach her for a second time., panic rising in my chest, she glared at me. "Don't touch me! I said get your filthy hands off me!" she yelled. Just then, Asher walked in and my h
CASSIE. It's been two weeks since Asher and I got intimacy of any sort. He barely even came to my room.. All he cares about is how to make Joanna feel special. What if he eventually falls in love with her? I can't sit back and watch Joanna take Asher away from me. I had informed him about the antenatal through text. He was the father of my baby and needed to take responsibilities. I don't care what he was planning, two weeks was already long and I'm getting impatient. I'm getting annoyed by the moment he is spending with Joanna, doing everything to please her! When I saw him making breakfast for her, anger swelled in my heart. I hated it! He told me I would be the only lady he would make breakfast for! The drive was silent before I opened up..“Asher, how long are you going to keep this thing with Joanna up? It's been two weeks already and you are barely giving me any attention!” I barked, my voice laced with frustration. Asher glanced at me and focused back on his drive. “You ca