Helen's POV It was yet another party and honestly, I was really in no mood to come to this one, especially with the drama that had unfolded at the last party with Isabella. The past two days had been peaceful without her at his house. Who would have imagined that her spending just a day at the house would cause us so many delays and troubles?I was glad she was gone, but I felt so anxious about the party. The chances of meeting her here were high and I still wasn't clear on how I would react being around her. "Why do you look so pale?" Blake touched my cheek. I forced a smile and flashed it his way. "Nothing. I guess I am just tired. But I will do my best to remain bubbly at the party.""I don't want you to pretend to be happy, baby. I want you to be genuinely happy. Tell me what is wrong." He insisted and placed my palms in his. I stared into my husband's grey-blue eyes, and it was so hard to keep things away from those eyes. "Fine. I will. It's my sister. I am scared that she
Helen's POV Quietly, I spun around to find a shocking sight. Isabella wasn't just here by herself, she was here with the last person I ever expected to see her with, Mr. Robinson Snr, Blake's father. "Dad? What are you doing here and with her?" Blake asked his father as soon as he sighted him. "Good evening, Blake. You forget that I am the founder of Robinson Corps and Clarkson is our partner. Whatever party you are invited to, I am invited to that party." The man said with a smirk. "Umm, yeah. I know that, Dad. You were invited. I am just wondering why you would come here with Isabella. She is the last person I expected to see you with." Blake repeated, mirroring my shock. "What the hell do you mean by that? Are you trying to say that my daughter is not fit to come to a gathering like this?" Mom fired harshly.For someone who was radio silent when I greeted her earlier, she did have a lot of energy. "No, ma'am. That is not what I was trying to say. What I..." Blake was saying w
Today was the wedding day and Isabella's voice kept ringing in my ears, "Everything had to be perfect today." That was what she had told me last night.I went to conduct a final check of the wedding hall just as she had instructed me to do, to ensure everything had been decorated the way she wanted it to be.Everything had to be perfect, and not a single flower or chair out of place, if anything was out of place, Isabella would never let me live it down.She would even go as far as accusing me of trying to ruin her perfect wedding day and that couldn't be any farther from the truth, I was nothing but happy for her.She was my only sister, though we didn't have the same parents, as I was adopted from the orphanage when I was little, it still didn't change anything. Isabella hadn't accepted me as her sister yet, she never failed to remind me of where I was from every chance she got, but I would continue to support her in everything. I was more than happy to help too.I was still examin
I snatched the envelope from her and opened it as quickly as I could. It was still sealed, so I knew they hadn't opened it yet. I found a handwritten letter inside, it was written in Isabella's writing, I started reading:"Mum and dad, I'm sorry, but I can't marry Blake, I know this might come as a huge shock to you but this is what I want, I hope you'll understand why I had to do this. And don't look for me please, I'm fine. I'll come back when I'm ready." She hadn't even bothered to mention me in her letter.Of all the things I expected to go wrong today, a missing bride was not one of the things I planned for. How do I do damage control to a missing bride situation?I ran to our parents room, we needed to come up with a solution and we needed to come up with it fast, I knocked once and entered. On entering, mum was seated at a vanity table, retouching her makeup while dad was sitting in one of the chairs, reading a newspaper. "Mum? Dad?" I called out to them and they turned to me
I heard the crowd murmuring behind us, they were wondering what was happening. Blake took another look at me and I don't know why he changed his mind but he stepped forward and held his hand out for me to take.I sighed inwardly in relief and took his hand, mounting the alter with him.Throughout the entire service, he didn't even look at me. To the others, it looked like he was staring into my eyes but he was actually looking over my head.The service ended after the priest pronounced us as husband and wife and before we could do anything, Blake grabbed my hands, and pulled me out of the wedding hall. My parents and his dad were right behind us as well, when we were now in a secluded area he turned and addressed the small crowd that had gathered around us. "We're meeting back at the ballroom in the next ten minutes." That was what he said and stormed off."What trick are you trying to pull on us Mr and Mrs Davies?" His father also asked before turning in the opposite direction and
They didn't hug me goodbye or anything, if I didn't know better, I'd say they had been waiting for an opportunity to dump me all this while and the right opportunity just presented itself in the form of Blake Robinson. I didn't say anything, I just nodded, turned around and followed Blake out of the room. A sleek black car was waiting for us at the main entrance and when we entered, the car zoomed off immediately to God knows where, I wanted to ask Blake where we were going but I had a feeling he wouldn't answer, so I decided to keep my mouth shut instead. The air in the car was filled with thick tension and I wished I could say something to Blake.He must have read my mind because he set his phone down on the middle console before turning to me, "I have to say, it's a nice trick you and your family pulled on me, I didn't realise it was a family of foxes." What he said sounded like a compliment on the surface level but I knew better, I heard the insult in his words from miles away
I made sure to only leave my room to eat when I knew he already had his meal and that he was done eating. He usually retired to his study after every meal and I knew those periods were my safe time. It was those few hours I had to do as I pleased without judgment or complaints from anyone. Today was Monday though and it was time to go back to work. I was nervous about going to work today, probably because I knew the whole office would have heard about my wedding to Blake Robinson. It was bad enough that some people already thought I didn't deserve the position in our office. They claimed I should allow someone who really needed the job to have it, instead of me who already had everything. Only if they knew the truth.I shook off those comments immediately and focused on getting dressed. I was a computer technician at a small firm that recently hit the market. When I was finished dressing, I knew the possibility of running into Blake this morning was high, so I composed myself and
I looked up to him and saw my phone in his hands, "Call your workplace yourself and tell them you quit." He demanded and tears welled up in my eyes again. I had gotten a job in that company through my hard work. I didn't get it through any connections whatsoever, so the fact that he was making me do this was gut wrenching. I took my phone and dialed the CEO's contact. He picked up immediately, "Helen, what the fuck? I've been trying to reach you all day. So you suddenly marry Blake Robinson and our small firm isn't good enough for you anymore?" He lashed out. This was all a misunderstanding and I wished I could clear up the misunderstanding but there was nothing I could do, my hands were tied. "I'm sorry Daniel, but I quit." I whispered into the phone. "You know what, you can go fuck yourself Helen ." He hung up the call and Blake started laughing. He was laughing at my misery. He didn't say anything again and wordlessly left his study, with the door wide open. I slowly rose to
Helen's POV Quietly, I spun around to find a shocking sight. Isabella wasn't just here by herself, she was here with the last person I ever expected to see her with, Mr. Robinson Snr, Blake's father. "Dad? What are you doing here and with her?" Blake asked his father as soon as he sighted him. "Good evening, Blake. You forget that I am the founder of Robinson Corps and Clarkson is our partner. Whatever party you are invited to, I am invited to that party." The man said with a smirk. "Umm, yeah. I know that, Dad. You were invited. I am just wondering why you would come here with Isabella. She is the last person I expected to see you with." Blake repeated, mirroring my shock. "What the hell do you mean by that? Are you trying to say that my daughter is not fit to come to a gathering like this?" Mom fired harshly.For someone who was radio silent when I greeted her earlier, she did have a lot of energy. "No, ma'am. That is not what I was trying to say. What I..." Blake was saying w
Helen's POV It was yet another party and honestly, I was really in no mood to come to this one, especially with the drama that had unfolded at the last party with Isabella. The past two days had been peaceful without her at his house. Who would have imagined that her spending just a day at the house would cause us so many delays and troubles?I was glad she was gone, but I felt so anxious about the party. The chances of meeting her here were high and I still wasn't clear on how I would react being around her. "Why do you look so pale?" Blake touched my cheek. I forced a smile and flashed it his way. "Nothing. I guess I am just tired. But I will do my best to remain bubbly at the party.""I don't want you to pretend to be happy, baby. I want you to be genuinely happy. Tell me what is wrong." He insisted and placed my palms in his. I stared into my husband's grey-blue eyes, and it was so hard to keep things away from those eyes. "Fine. I will. It's my sister. I am scared that she
Isabella's POV My eyes fluttered wide awake the next morning to see Mr. Robinson lying soundly beside me. My lips immediately curled up into a smile as memories of our lovemaking filled my mind. For a man of his age, he was good, very good. It was way better than I had imagined and I genuinely looked forward to having more fun with him. Maybe I could even go another round with him right now. My hand traveled down his body and just as I was about to get to his groin area, his eyes fluttered wide open."Hello, handsome." I greeted him warmly as soon as I found him awake. "What are you doing?" He asked as he sat upright, putting some distance between us. "I was trying to wake you up in the most pleasant way ever." I smiled at him.The lovemaking and sleep helped to clear out my earlier tipsiness and my brain never felt more clearer. "You didn't have to." He said and looked under the duvet to see that he was naked. "Oh shit!" He cursed out, and the realization of what had happened
Isabella's POV "Unfortunately, you can not tell me what to do, Dad. Helen has taken my birthright one time, I am not allowing her to do the same thing to me again." I hissed as I stood up. "Oh, please stop saying that. Helen didn't do anything to you. She didn't steal this position from you. You made the decision yourself. Do you remember? You disappeared from the house without any warning. You almost made a caricature of my plan. A plan that took a lot of strategizing to achieve." He hissed at me. I bent my head at his words. My disappearance wasn't to make Helen and Blake fall in love. Yes, I was aware that she was going to be the next pick with my disappearance, but I had only done that to further solidify my importance in this family. I was hoping that Blake would hate Helen so much and naturally navigate to me when I reappeared. That way, I would have managed to make myself much more appealing to him without throwing myself at him or making it look as though I was dumped on
Isabella's POV I lay on my bed, playing with my phone. I was back in my old room here and enjoying myself. Things may not exactly be going the way I had planned for them to, but I felt so hopeful. Blake's dad was really nice and kind to me. It may be a little harder getting him to fall for me, but I could do it. The best way I could get back at Blake and Helen is to nip their wealth in the bud. If I managed to get married to his dad and take his inheritance from him, it would be the best revenge. He might even come back to me begging, and that way, I could even have him, too. "Why have a branch when I could have the entire tree?" I chuckled to myself as I won a round on the game I was playing on my phone. I was just about to start up another round when a call from my dad came into my phone. I sucked my teeth as I contemplated whether to take his call or not. He and my mom believed I was still at Blake's house. They were super hopeful I could get Blake wrapped around my thumb and
Blake's POV I walked into the garden area of Helen's parents' home. The last time I was here was when I had come to get married to Isabella. Who would have thought that day would turn out to be so dramatic and that I would get the absolute love of my life on that same day? Well, I was accepting the fact that some miracles were unplanned, and Helen was a beautiful unplanned miracle in my life. Mr. Davies was waiting for me, seated at a large table with fruit baskets on it. I could tell he was having breakfast here and with the array of beautiful fruits I saw arranged here, I didn't mind joining in. Hopefully, with the prospect I was coming here with, I didn't doubt he would be inviting me to breakfast. Even the hardest of men fell to my charms and offers. "Good morning, Mr. Robinson. It is so nice to have you here." He greeted me warmly as he got off his chair and offered me one beside him."Good morning, Mr. Davies. Your bubbly spirit is so contagious this morning. I like that. W
Isabella's POV I walked into the penthouse with a scowl etched on my face. Blake had just managed to outsmart me and I felt so foolish. How could I have allowed him to outsmart me in that manner? I was supposed to be at the top of this game and calling the shots, but instead, I had to foolishly spill out truths to him and now, he had a recording to use against me. "Welcome back, ma'am. Can I take your bag?" The housekeeper asked as she bowed before me. I shot daggers at her, refusing to allow her as much as touch me. "I am so sorry ma'am." She said and stepped away from me.My blood was boiling and my mind was raging. I needed someone, anyone, to pour out my anger on, and maybe she was the perfect culprit. After all, she had handed Helen her handbag this morning. She was the reason Helen had been able to leave the house without me hurting her as much as I wanted. "What the hell is your name?" I faced her with a grim look on my face. She faced me and smiled lightly. "I am Felicia
Helen's POV I watched my father-in-law walk out of Blake's office with a glare in his eyes. If looks could inflict bodily harm, then he would have scalded my skin with the intensity of his gaze."I see that you have my son wrapped around your thumb like a piece of toy. Don't worry, huh? I would deal with you at the right time and you would not have any power over him." The man sneered at me. I stared at the man wondering what he was talking about. I hadn't done anything wrong, especially not with Blake. Isabella was the only reason Blake and I seemed to be at loggerheads, but now, he had found a solution to her and she was leaving. "Sir, I don't know what you are talking about. Do you mind explaining what I may have done wrong?" I asked the man, but all he managed to give me was a hard painful glare. "I am not explaining anything to you. You are an agent of the devil and I will not stop until I save my son from your grasp." He hissed and walked away, leaving me all dazed and confu
Blake's POV We were neck-deep in our kissing when my office door swung open. Thinking it was one of my employees, I didn't bother to raise my head or acknowledge their presence. Everyone knew not to disturb me in my office and while I was having fun with my wife."What the hell is going on here, Blake?" My dad's voice boomed in the office, causing me to jump away from Helen.I raised my head to see him standing a few meters away from us with a deadly glare in his eyes. "Good... Good..." Helen stammered to my dad as she hid behind me.I felt the shame oozing from her and felt responsible for it. If I had listened to her advice for us not to make love in my office, none of this would have been happening. "Just shut up and don't say any more words, please." Dad eyed her callously, as though she was a piece of dirt."Good morning, Dad. Why are you here?" I asked my dad as I placed a protective arm around my wife.Helen raised her head to glance at me, but I kept my gaze on my dad. I w