Helen's POV "So, she is indeed your mom. God, she wasn't lying after all." I yelled out animatedly, suddenly feeling so upbeat. Every form of tiredness I had in me suddenly eased off and I sat upright on the bed. Blake forced his gaze away from me and stared at his father."I don't know what you are talking about, Dad. Helen, however, has successfully returned home. That is all that matters. You should be glad that your daughter-in-law is back home." He said. The older Mr. Robinson eyed me for a moment and let out a long, slow hiss. Pain shot through me at his actions, but I quickly replaced whatever it was I was feeling with anger. He was the scoundrel of the earth. He didn't deserve any of my respect and with all he had done to that old woman, he deserved to rot in the deepest part of Hades. "Well, hopefully, when she gets to the police station, she will tell us what exactly happened to her and how she disappeared. For now, she should relax and enjoy herself." The elderly man s
Blake's POV "What's wrong?" I asked as soon as I found Helen and Dad staring awkwardly at each other in the small space. "Nothing. I was just catching up with Helen. She seems perfectly well okay. I think I will get going now. Have a nice day." Dad said and walked out of the small space. "What was that about?" I asked Helen as soon as Dad was gone. "He was asking about your mom. I am certain that he wants to harm her. Please, you need to go and help her." She said and tried to get up from the bed. A low chuckle escaped from my mouth. Dad going off to hurt the woman who had given birth to me was not something I would put past him. She deserved it. With all that she fad made me go through while growing up, she definitely deserved to suffer a bit. "Blake, stop laughing, and let's think of a way to help your mom." She pleaded."First of all, my dad is not some psycho who goes about hurting people. I am certain he would just want to warn her to stay away from me. You don't know what t
Blake's POV My eyes shot back at Helen standing beside me. From the shocked lion on her face, it was clear she had heard my father's voice too. "I swear that I didn't say anything to him. I ran away as soon as I was certain the young lady was safely back in his arms. Please, let me go." Mom pleaded. "Oh, please shut up! I know you. You have always been too clingy to the kid. Well, today, I would make sure that you are never able to reach out to him" Dad hissed.My fists traveled to the door and I banged hard on it. Everywhere suddenly went so silent and tension built up within me. "Dad, I know that you are in there. Open this door right now." I hissed and tried to force the door open.There was a brief shuffling of feet within the house and in no time, the door swung open, revealing my dad and two of his personal security details. "Blake!" Dad smiled at me. His face was riddled with guilt and it made him look so awkward. "What the hell are you doing here?" I fired at him. "I
Blake's POV I watched my mom's eyes go daze with memories. I watched as her consciousness went back in time, leaving her body here with us. "You were still a boy when it happened. Your dad and I were... okay. We were dirt poor, neither were we rich. We just had enough to get by. He worked at a large company that paid well and we arrived to raise our family in peace. But it seems that your dad was not content with the life we led." She let out a sigh and inched closer to me. "Why do you say so?" I asked. "Because two days to your fifth birthday, I overheard your dad talking about a deal with a colleague of his. They were planning on scamming his elderly boss so they could overtake the entire company." She said and I shook my head at her story. "That is not possible. Yes, Dad is a core businessman, and he is definitely bound to look for deals that would give him the best, but he is no scammer." I corrected it.The woman simply smiled at me and shook her head. "I didn't want your d
Blake's POV "Where the hell are you going to?" Helen asked me as I rose up from my seat and stormed away from them.I walked out of the door and the moment I came in contact with my dad, my fist landed squarely on his jaw. The cracking sound that emanated from the blow shocked even me and I took a step back. Dad held his jaw as he fought caving into the pains he was feeling."Are you okay, Mr. Robinson?" Helen asked as she ran over to him, seeing him being in pain. He raised a palm at her, stopping her from coming close to him, and his bodyguards went nearer to him, checking him out. I didn't know how to feel about this. Did I just break my dad's jaw? Did I just allow anger to get the best of me? However, he deserved it. He had made me cry and kept me away from my mom for so many years."What if she is lying?" The small voice in my head echoed, but there was nothing in my mom's voice to hint that she was lying against Dad. His earlier words had only managed to bring the truth out
Helen's POV I couldn't believe the words I was hearing from Blake's Dad. Was he threatening to cut off his son? Was this how bad he didn't want Blake to have a relationship with his mom?This was beyond just hating the woman, it was clear that Blake's dad also hated his son and just wished to control everything about his life. "Blake, it's okay. Just go with your dad now. I am fine. You don't have to ruin your life because of me. Trust me, I managed to live an okay life and I also get to hear information about you on the news. It's okay. Just go and be with your dad. Don't get him angry more than you should." His mom pleaded with him.I stared at the woman and couldn't believe what she was saying. There was no way she was holding briefs for a man who hated her so much and kept her away from her son for the longest time. Well, maybe she just wanted to preserve Blake's life. She had lived for the past three decades believing that Blake's dad would kill him if she returned back into h
Blake's POV "Can you guys just cut it with the unnecessary questions? She has been through a lot and the last thing she needs right now is for you guys to come in here and begin to ask her silly questions." I hissed at the officers as soon as I saw the lost look on my wife's face."We are simply just doing our job, sir. We need to be certain that we are getting the right information from her." The officer who was interrogating her said. "Well, your job is to get a statement from her and not act as though she is a criminal." "Moreover, I can not really remember much. I was hit by a car, and that was the last that I recalled before waking up this morning, and then I resurfaced." Helen said. The officer who was in charge of the interrogation suddenly became cool and calm as he stared at us. "Okay. I understand. Well, I think we have much of what we need. We will get back to you guys if we need your help again." He said and got up from the chair he was seated on."Thank you. Just mak
Blake's POV I knocked softly on Dominic's door, rehearsing how to start this entire conversation with him. Things had not been so nice between the both of us before I threw him into prison. He could probably still hate me right now."Oh, maybe he doesn't," I whispered to myself, recalling that he had checked up on me when I held up the flow of traffic at the office earlier in the day. The door swung open and I saw shock crawl up his face as he faced me at the door."Hey." He said carefully and regarded me with his gaze. "Hello," I answered and shifted my feet. "Umm, is it okay if I come in?" He regarded me for a minute and shrugged. "Fine. You can come in." He opened the door wider and stepped away, giving me space to walk in.His apartment looked a bit different. Well, Dominic was always changing something in his apartment. I would not be surprised if he had done a complete overhaul of the entire house. His place was like a mini mansion and it was why it was always super cool for
Blake's POV I stood in front of the altar watching her walk over to me. This time around, I was certain there would be no Isabella to crash the wedding, nor my father to make silly scheming plots. This was just me and Helen, saying our vows and tightening the bond that held us together.My mom, her dad, Dominic, Elizabeth, and Felicia were all in attendance. It was a small ceremony composed of all the people that mattered. This was exactly what she had envisioned and I was super glad that we had managed to bring it to life. "Hey." She beamed at me as soon as I clasped my hands in hers. "Hey," I replied to her and led her up to the altar.We both faced each other and even though we were surrounded by quite a few people, she was the only one I could see right now. God, my entire world is composed of her. It was so interesting how I had gone from not caring about any woman at all to caring about one woman so much and the little life she was growing within her.Yeah, you heard that ri
Blake's POV I quickly parked in front of the shelter Jeffery had sent me the location of. The police were still on their way according to their last report. I was advised to stand down and wait until they got here, but I just couldn't. This was Helen we were talking about for God's sake. I was not ready to let any harm come to her. My private security was with me, and that was all the protection I would need. I could hear the sounds of gunshots, and I was certain it was Jeffrey and the small team he had brought here to work. "Sir, I would need you to stay here in the vehicle while we go out there and assess the situation. As soon as it is safe for you to come out, I will let you know." The head of Helen's bodyguards said. I shot the man a harsh glare, reminding him that all of this was half his fault. If only he had ignored all her silly warnings and stayed with her, none of this would be happening. "Fine, you can come with us, but you need to stay behind me at all times." He wa
Helen's POV "Please just let me go. I promise you that I would not say a word about this to anyone." I said after the bodyguard was done tying me up. "Unfortunately, that is not possible. Blake and all the security agencies are already looking for you. If they find you, they would hound you for the truth and you would sing like a canary. I can not afford to have you rat me out to the police." The old man said. "I won't mention your name. Look, we can pin it on Isabella. I will tell them I managed to escape from her and that will be all. Please, just let me go. Remember that I am your son's wife." I said and quickly regretted that. He hated the fact that I was Blake's wife. I was supposed to be a constant source of irritation for Blake and not the woman whom he loves with his all. It was crazy and annoying all at the same time. "Well, I never wanted you to get married to my son in the first place. Moreover, with what you have done to Isabella, I think it is only fair that you suff
Helen's POVI fretted as I watched my sister go unconscious beneath me. I grabbed her hand and tried to wake her up, but she wasn't responding. I could not tell if I had killed her or not and I felt really bad. "Helen, you need to get a hold of yourself. You didn't kill her. Even if she is dead, it is not your fault. You are simply trying to escape." I said to myself, trying to calm my racing heart down. How quickly everything had changed was still a surprise to me. Who would have thought that the reason why my sister hated me so much was because I was pretty and good? All my life, I had thought I was not good enough and it was the reason why they all hated me. Well, now I know the truth and if I managed to escape from here today, I would never listen to her again. "You would not have been in this situation if you had just listened to Blake," I said to myself as I walked towards the door that led out of the bunker. The path leading to it was slant, helping to make it easy for on
Isabella's POV I walked from one corner of the bunker to the other, thinking of the best way to kill Helen. I had not expected that Blake would be so swift in his search for Helen. I had assumed that I would have enough time to torture her well enough to make her death memorable. But with Mike's call, I had to rush all of this, and it would no longer be any fun for me. "You know, instead of prancing from one corner to the other, you should kill me and get done and over with this." Helen hissed at me from behind me. I turned around, faced her, and brushed my teeth."You are funny, you know that right? You are my prisoner and I can do whatever it is that I want to do to you. You have absolutely no right to tell me what to do. If I want to kill you, then I will kill you right now and here." I hissed at her, my hate for her multiplied in multiple dimensions. "Then kill me now and get done and over with it." She spat at me. I touched the thick, slimy liquid she had thrown on my face
Blake's POV "So what exactly is it that she has against you that would make you release her from prison when she had tried to kill your son?" I asked him. He was my dad and ought to have my back all the time, so why was he betraying me? Did he hate me so much that he was willing to work with my enemy? "Something against me?" He raised a brow. "Oh, please, stop acting like I am a fool. I know you well enough. You would not free her if she didn't have something incriminating against you.”“Trust me, Skylar isn't so valuable to you that you would free her for no reason. She must have something against you and you must tell me what it is right now." I hissed at him."And if I refuse to tell you?" He raised a brow."Trust me, Dad, you don't want to cross me." I threatened. He sighed and fell into his chair. "Fine. We were lovers. She managed to get a couple of recordings against me and threatened she would leak them out to the public if I didn't help her. Now, there you have it. That
Blake's POV I sat in a nondescript van a few meters away from my dad's home watching him. I couldn't shake off the feeling that he knew something and was willing to stay here until I finally got the information from him that I needed. With Jeffery's help, I was able to slip a bug into his home, but that hadn't turned anything out yet.It didn't cover everywhere in the house, and I couldn't tell if he had found the bug and was simply keeping it shut so as not to implicate himself. My dad was a smart man and one needed to act smartly around him. My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I pulled out, eager to get some updates. The police had been informed, Helen's security team was searching for her and my private investigator was on the move. I was expecting an update from all three teams, and thankfully, it was my private investigator calling me. "Please, tell me that you have found that bitch." I hissed into the phone. "Yes, we have and I have her here with me. I will send you our loca
Helen's POVMy eyes fluttered open and pain exploded in my head. I tried to place a hand on my head to manage the pain, but I saw that I could not lift my hands. My hands were tied to my legs with a tight rope. I was lying on my side and couldn't exactly say where I was, except that everywhere was dark and I was in motion. The last thing I recalled was walking into the bathroom with Isabella. Isabella! I thought and my eyes popped wide open. Where the hell was she and what had happened to the both of us?"Isabella?" I called out, but there was no response. I shut my eyes, trying to recall what the hell had happened and how I ended up here. A bump caused my eyes to snap open, pulling me out of my focused state. It was so hard to stay focused in this state, and I wondered where I was being taken. The fact that I could not recall a thing only managed to get me so annoyed and I wanted to run mad. "Who the hell are you and what do you want with me?" I hissed and banged hard on the ro
Blake's POV "I am so so sorry about this sir. I don't know how all of this had happened. She went out to the restroom with her younger sister and since Mrs. Robinson had given me and my men a firm warning never to follow her to the bathroom, we decided to keep our distance. I am still very much clueless on how the hell this happened." The head of Helen's security said to me the moment he walked over to me.I glared at the man and even though I could see the regret and pain in his eyes, I jerked him by the collar and pushed him into the wall. His negligence had just cost me so much pain and there was no way in hell I was letting this go as just some innocent mistake. He had hurt me, and I was going to make sure that he felt every ounce of pain I was feeling."You had one job to do, only one freaking job and you had to mess that up. Isn't that silly? I thought you were a professional, I didn't know that you were a big clown. God, I regret ever working with you.”“Just pray, pray with