Nicklaus’s POV:
Three days later
I woke up from my slumber beside Elena, and she was fast asleep. I smiled when I set my eyes on her.I kissed her on the forehead and removed strands of hair from her face. I rolled out of bed to the bathroom.
I wished I could stay with her the whole day and spend quality time with her, but I needed to work. I had missed out on a lot, and the whole company project had beat a standstill.
Losing a baby has shattered my world. It is such a terrible experience.
I had cancelled all of my pending meetings and interviews. I just wasn't ready to talk about it. I couldn't wait to see the investigator so that we could get to the root of the matter. He is bringing the proof, and we will know what really happened at the party.
I will make sure that I deal with whoever has a hand in this. The person will pay dearly for it.
I felt guilty for not protecting my wife enough. She had a toxic substance in her system, which means she was poisoned. I should have been there for her in this difficult moment, but I didn’t know how to do that since I isolated myself.
I just stayed on my own and tried to heal a bit, knowing that I was supposed to stay beside Elena and ensure that she gets better before thinking of myself. How do I approach and console her? She needs me now more than ever.
I sat on my office desk and tried to work, but there was no way. My mind couldn't focus. I was thinking about a lot of things. I thought about Elena. I thought about what she was doing at the moment. How she was feeling. Was she crying or sleeping? I
My assistant walked into my office and showed me the blueprints of the project.
“I want 90 copies of this flier printed out. We need to make this project a success.” I spoke to my assistant. I wasn't okay with the work they had done so far. “In fact, I am not satisfied with this work. Redo it and bring it back to me right now.” I shouted.
“Right away, sir.” He spoke and walked out of the office.
I had been receiving countless calls from family and friends about the whole situation, but I just tried to keep my phone away from me.
I couldn't wait to go back home and be with Elena. I wondered what she was doing and how she was feeling right now. I just hope that she is getting better already.
Just then, I heard a knock on the door, and the door was swung open.
I raised my head and looked up to see Mr. John walking into the office. He approached me and greeted me with a smile on his face.
I stood up and extended my hands to him for a handshake. “Good day, Mr. John; I wasn't expecting you this early. Please have a seat,” I said, gesturing for him to sit down. We both had our seats.
“Good day, Mr. Coleman. I had to come over this early because I could not wait. I found something, and we need your consent for further investigation,” he said.
My eyes narrowed, and I rested my hands on the desk. “What could it be? Did you find something?” I asked.
Mr. John nodded his head and said, “Yes, we found something. He spoke and brought out a tablet from his briefcase. He scrolled through it and handed it to me. His facial expression was very serious, and he didn't say much.
I collected the tablet, and the video on it played. It was CCTV footage of the party. It showed a waiter dropping a drug substance into Elena’s drink.
My eyes widened. “What? How could this be? A waiter?” I asked, my voice raising.
Mr. John nodded. “He has been taken into custody for questioning, and we had pressed charges already,” he said.
"Why are you questioning him? He should be thrown in jail immediately. I will strangle this man if I lay my hands on him.” I growled, and my voice was deep.
“It's not as easy as you think it is. He claimed he was paid to do the dirty act.” Mr. John spoke out.
“Who sent him?” I asked, feeling curious, and my anger was rising.
“Mr. Coleman, you need to calm down. This may trigger you.” Mr. John warned.
“Just tell me the damn information. Who paid him to do the work?” I asked, and my voice was rushing and my eyes were blazing red.
“Your wife, Elena, sent him,” he spoke, and my eyes widened.
Elena’s POV:It's been a few days since I was discharged from the hospital. I had been at home and in bed with Zoey by my side.I had not eaten.I had not taken my bath.I had not changed into something fresh or changed my clothes. I refused to drink water. I couldn't sleep at night. I haven't moved or gone out.Grandma left a few days ago, She and Zoey had made sure that I was alright. They always tried their best to clean me up and made sure that I was okay, but I was still like a vegetable with them.Nicklaus left the house earlier this morning, and I didn't know his whereabouts. I didn't know what had happened to me. Zoey stayed with me the whole time. He had been so distant lately, and I could tell that he was grieving as well. People are different, and everybody handles grief differently. Everything and everyone was strange to me at that point. I hated some presence around me, and I just wished my world would end. My pain had been bottling up inside of me, and I felt like
Elena’s POV:What is my stepsister doing here with my husband? He couldn't even resist her touch. He left me alone in this house, and the first thing he could do when he arrived was to find comfort in the hands of another woman.How could they both do this to me? I wondered if they had been seeing each other behind my back. My heart began pounding hard against my chest, and I pinched myself a little to see that I was not dreaming. I wanted to wake up so bad if it was a dream because I couldn't stand it, but it wasn't.I inhaled deeply, my jaw clenched, and I felt the urge to confront both of them, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. I waited to see what his next action would be. If he was going to stop her or not. After a moment, I managed to gather the courage to walk into the bar, but I frozen at that spot when Sarah made erotic advances towards Nicklaus.Tears gathered in my eyes, and my lips were pressed in a thin line as I tried to hold back my tears from falling. I was fil
I watched the sunrise, and I stood elegantly at the sky-view windows in my apartment, looking through the whole city of New York. The Coleman Company was a tall skyscraper that seemed to stand out among the rest of the buildings. A building that showed power and wealth. I could feel anger, resentment, and a deep desire to get revenge. I would do anything to make sure that I take back everything this family had taken from me.I held a glass of whisky and dragged my cigarettes in my mouth, puffing the smoke in the air. The smoke curled around me and scattered in the air. “It's time to get closer to the Coleman family. Time isn't on our side anymore.” I muttered silently to myself. “I have been on a low for years. I won't keep quiet forever.”I wondered how they would build their trust in me without figuring out my real identity. I won't let them take everything. Not again. The memory of my past with the late Mr. Coleman was still fresh in my head. A painful reminder of betrayal and
Nicklaus’s POV:I went into the room, and I recalled what had happened that day at the office.****My eyes widened in disbelief, and my jaw dropped. “What do you mean, my wife Elena? Why would she put her life and the baby at risk?” I snarled.“Sir, that is what the suspect confessed, and there is proof when she was speaking to him while everyone was busy. He confirmed that was the order she gave him.” me, John Spike. I looked at him and shook my head. "No, this isn't true. Tell me you are lying.” I spoke. I slammed my desk hard and stood up. “No way. This can't be happening. Elena did this on purpose to get rid of the pregnancy.” I growled. “I must get to the root of this. Let's go to the station.” I spoke and walked out of the office.Mr. John, the police investigator, followed me from behind. My heart was pounding while we got into the elevator, and my fists tightened at my side. I couldn't wait to get my hand in the waiter. I was already planning how to strangle his life out of
Elena’s POV:I woke up the next morning. My eyes were puffy and red. I didn't have anybody to console me. With what I was going through, I couldn't believe that Sarah would feed Nicklaus those lies about me. How did she get proof to convince him? She must have planned his whole thing right from the onset, just like she did with Caleb. Now she had gotten to Nicklaus. I needed him now more than ever. I felt so alone. I lay in bed, and tears began to roll down, dropping on the bed sheet. I sniffed and wiped my tears after some time. This is the time that I have to be strong. I shouldn't let what happened weigh me down. What Nicklaus was accusing me of would not turn out to be real because I have no idea about it. Getting married to him was the best thing that ever happened to me. I let out a frustrated groan and rolled out of bed. I will go and have a conversation with Nicklaus later in the day. I can't sit down and watch things go south, and all I will do is cry like a weakling. No
Elena’s POV:Nicklaus fixed his eyes on me, and his eyes never left mine. He stared at me and started walking closer to me. I couldn't control myself and get my eyes off him. He looked so hot, and I felt like kissing him. I didn't take a step backwards or forward. I just stood frozen and waited for his reaction. He stood close to me, and I became scared. His eyes were dark, and they bore into mine. I took some steps backwards and continued until my back rested on the door. He stared deeply into my eyes, and his facial expression turned serious. “What do you want to talk about?” He asked, and his voice was deep and stern. He looked at me with so much hatred.My eyes were fixed on his lips, and I was lost in my thoughts. I opened my mouth to speak, but the words wouldn't come out of my throat. It was as if I was losing it. I couldn't control myself anymore. “Elena.” He called my name, and I returned to reality. I quickly shifted my eyes to the other side of the room. “Uh, I,” I stu
Nicklaus’s POV:I regained consciousness and woke up from my slumber. I slowly opened my eyes and woke up from my sleep. It was still dark, and Elena was still lying on my chest.I realised how badly I had missed her touch. I had missed waking up next to her and making love to her. She looked so innocent, yet I was feeling some kind of way. I remembered what happened between us last night, and I didn't really feel guilty. At some point, I was scared not to make her feel any pain. I wanted her. I wanted to make love to her, but when I heard the accusations against her, I couldn't help but have a rethink. She had changed me in so many ways that I could not imagine. She gave me light and joy. Her presence gave me peace. Which was why I couldn't help but wonder what had gone wrong or if I had done anything bad to trigger her. I had grown to love Elena, but I am slowly hating her right now. The more I looked at her, the more I felt hatred. There is a thin line between hatred, and that i
Elena’s POV:I woke up in the middle of the night to an empty bed. I turned on the headlamp, hoping that Nicklaus would be on the bed with me, but he wasn't. It's been a week since I set my eyes on Nicklaus. He hadn't come to the house, and the last time I saw him was when we last made love. I thought things were going to get better after that night, but they only became worse.I was empty, and I needed someone to fill me. I turned and moved to his side of the bed. I held his pillow tightly to me. I perceived his soft scent on the pillow.I remembered his face and his sparkling eyes. They were his smile and his deep voice.I had missed him so much, and I am craving his presence. I remembered all the times we were happy. When we just got married and how close we became. I remember how he would tease me and always become jealous when he saw another man close to me. I remembered how we made love on our honeymoon and how our bond started becoming strong.I have been doing everything a