Blake’s POVMy eyes grew wide at Mr. Michigan’s words. I may despise Helen, but there was no way I was offering her to him. What the hell did he mean by his reply? She was my wife and he had to respect that. “Sir, I am sorry, but what do you mean by ‘her’?” I asked, hoping to be certain I wasn’t jumping to any conclusions. “If you want to be a partner on this project, then she must be willing to become the face of this movement. I have seen a lot of dog lovers, but I am yet to see one that tells their story as well as she does. I felt the emotions in every one of her words, and I want this in this movement.” He said. I flashed Helen a gaze wondering how the hell she had become the center of the show. I brought her here and had given her the platform to tell her story, so how could my chance to gain this be resting on her shoulder? “I want her to become the face of this project, but knowing how shy my wife is, I doubt she would want to take that offer. Isn't that right darling?” I
Helen's POV "Oh my God, Helen. I can not believe the Michigan Foundation is making you the face of their brand. How did that become possible?" Dominic asked as soon as he arrived at my desk. There was so much excitement in his voice and from the way everyone had been looking at me since I got into the office today, I was certain that the news had gone out. "It is still a shock to me, but it all happened because I told him my story of why I am a dog person. He fell in love with my story and that is all." I replied to him, excited that something nice was finally happening to me. I had Blake to thank for all of this, and even though his reasons for doing this were very selfish, I was grateful for the chance to finally do something I could be passionate about. "That was beautiful. Blake is going to be over the moon at this news. You do not know for how long he has fought to get a chance to partner with Mr. Michigan and now you have sided with his cause. I hope that now he can see you
Helen's POV My eyes misted and the chill I got from this shocking accusation caused my body to shake. I would never do such a thing to my sister. Yes, I may have been treated as an interior after she was born, but I was never going to hurt her. I loved her so much and I desperately wanted her to come back. I may not be actively involved in her search, but I was constantly praying and hoping that she would come back home soon. "That is a fat lie. Isabella ran away from home on her own accord and will be back when she wants to return home. No insults at my wife would be tolerated." Blake suddenly said, defending me in front of everyone. I raised my head and I stared at him, taking in his handsome facial features. His face was a mixture of anger and arrogance and it did so much to make him look like the best thing after sliced bread. I loved the sight before me and I struggled to take my gaze off him. "Really? But the family reported this as a kidnapping." Another reporter yelled ou
Helen's POV "Now tell me, where the hell did you keep your sister? I am certain you must have thrown her into some dungeon when you saw that she was about to get married to Blake. Is this how much you hate us that you are willing to put us through so much pain? Aren't you even grateful that we put you through school, a home, and a name to call yours?Without us, you are nothing, and I would not let you ruin this family." My mom hissed at me. "Mom, please don't say this about me. I would never do this to you or Isabella. I don't know where she went. I also didn't try to paint you guys as the bad guys. The media is just twisting my words. Mr. Michigan would never have made me the face of his campaign if he felt I was smearing the image of my family. You have to believe me, Mom." I pleaded as tears ran down my eyes. "Oh, please stop with the act. Do you think I am as foolish as Mr. Michigan, whom you fooled with a cock and bull story, or Blake, whom you already have wrapped around
Blake's POV My eyes shot red hot as I walked down the stairs heading to them. When my housekeeper stormed into my office to tell me Helen's mom was a nuisance, I didn't believe her. It was one thing for the Davies to try to use their most beautiful daughter to control me, and it was completely another to come into my home and start a fight. I wasn't letting that happen and when I heard their agitated voices, I knew it was time for me to come down here and put an end to this. "Oh, Blake. Thank God you are here. Your wife is such a clumsy fool and I must deal with her before she does something silly that can ruin your reputation along with ours." Mrs. Davies smiled brightly at me, taking on an almost innocent stance. I immediately picked up the pretense in her actions and I was grossly disgusted by her. "Really? What has she done and why are you hurting her in my home?" I demanded as I walked over to Helen and placed a protective arm around her. "Well, you see, Helen here is an u
Blake's POV It wasn't going to cost me a thing to use Helen until I found my sexual satisfaction in her, but I didn't want to give her the conviction that she could control me. Her body easily turned me on and knowing women, it was easy for her to weaponize her body. She was already trying to achieve that with me and the only reason she was unsuccessful was because I wasn't giving her so much attention. "Boss, where do you want me to take you to?" Mr driver appeared out of nowhere and asked me as I assessed the best nondescript car to take out. I didn't want much attention, and a regular-looking car was the best way to keep myself sane. I shot the bastard with a heavy glare and he took a step back. "Hand me my keys now. You can take the day off." I hissed and yanked my keys out of his hand. "Yes, boss." He answered and moved away. "Hey," I called out and he paused."If any of my security detail asks you about me, you don't know anything." He was shocked for a second and nodde
Blake's POV My body was jerked back into consciousness with a heavy splash of water. I blinked my eyes numerous times as the water rolled down my face and into my eyes, making it super hard for me to see and make sense of where I was.I tried to move, but my legs and hands were bound to the chair I was seated on.Was this a kidnap? Who was foolish enough to kidnap me? "Where am I?" I called out as I jerked harshly at my binds, eager to free myself from them."You really should stop tugging hard at them. You are only going to end up hurting yourself, and I don't want that for you." A familiar voice hissed at me. I blinked rapidly and my vision cleared out rapidly. The same bulky man who had earlier knocked me unconscious was standing before me. He had an evil smirk on his face and I could tell he was enjoying this well. "Who are you and what do you want? If you think kidnapping me will make you rich, you are wrong. Sooner or later, my security detail would find out that I am gone a
Helen's POV I dabbed some healing balm on the bruises I had sustained during the fight with my mom. The joy I had experienced watching Blake defend me was now fully replaced by a grime feeling. He had not defended me because of love. It was all an act to him and I wondered what was true and real to him. I didn't know what he felt towards me. Was it love or hate? Well, I was never really going to know. "Just endure all of this for the main time, Helen. All of this will be over soon." I encouraged myself and closed shut the balm container. Blake was yet to come home and I convinced myself not to be worried. He was mad at me for reasons best known to him. He could be anywhere and with his level of wealth, he would always be safe.I had just laid my head on my pillow, ready to retire for the night when a knock on my door jerked me upright. My heart jumped up my throat as I wondered when Blake had arrived home and what he was looking for in my bedroom. The few times he had come to my
Blake's POV The first image that greeted my eyes when they fluttered open was the sight of Helen standing beside me and staring down at my face with a pretty smile on her face. I couldn't explain it, but there was something so exciting about the prospect of seeing a woman smile so brightly at me. Her smile was like a breath of fresh air to me and I wanted to bask in her pretty smile. "Blake. You are awake. I would ring for the doctor now." She said and pressed the bell that was by my bedside. "Where have you been?" I found myself asking as I stared at her face, trying to take in every inch of her. The last thing I recalled seeing was her pretty face before I was thrown into a very terrible abyss, one that was so dark and frightening. I had feared I was never getting out of it, but seeing her here, I had great reasons to believe her presence was responsible for everything. "What do you mean by that? I haven't been anywhere. You were the one who was away. The doctor is coming now
Helen's POV I watched them wheel Blake away and into the emergency ward. I was still clueless about what the hell had happened to put him in that state. He had been laughing and smiling with his dad before I got into the room. Why the hell did he have to start convulsing all of a sudden?"You witch!" His dad hissed and pushed me into the wall, causing my head to bang against it and pain to explode. "Mr. Robinson, please let go of me," I yelled out, managing the pain that throbbed in my head. "You evil witch! What the hell did you do to my son? I left you alone with him for just a few minutes and you try to kill him? Why do you have to be so evil?" He yelled, banging my head repeatedly into the wall. Pain shot through me and I was so tired of fielding untrue accusations from everyone. I didn't touch Blake before he began to convulse. I had no idea why he had gone into that situation and I was just as clueless as he was. The doctor didn't say a word to me or his father explaining
Helen's POV My heart was beating at a million miles per hour as I walked to Blake's hospital room. My legs were shaking and my palms were all sweaty from apprehension. The only thing I was wishing for was for his father not to be around him. I was still going to make my demand for a divorce if his dad was with him, but it would be a lot harder for me to do that. Nevertheless, I was committed to getting what I wanted. Ending this marriage would give me the freedom I needed. It would make my life mine once again. Yes, I knew I would have some consequences for my decision, but I was more than willing to take the risk and pay my parents with their coin. They deserved whatever negative consequences that would befall them as a result of this.I got to Blake's hospital room's door and my heart was beating so fast my entire body was shaking badly at this point. Gall formed in my throat, and I suddenly found it so hard to swallow or breathe. Well, no one promised me this was going to be
Helen's POV "Mom and Dad, you both don't have to say all of these to me. I am still your daughter, one way or the other, please be kind to me." I begged, trying to put emotions aside and achieve my main aim of coming here. "You are a fool. You know that right? How can you be our daughter when we never gave birth to you? Do you think at all?" Dad asked me. My eyes shot to him, and I was on the brink of letting the tears in my eyes fall freely. Even though it was very obvious that his wife and daughter hated me with everything they had in them, he sometimes tried to be civil or pretend not to be aware of what his wife and daughter usually did to me. But to hear him insult me like this hurt more."I am sorry. I think I will just leave now." I forced myself to say instead of crashing to the floor and wailing like a baby."Oh, yeah. You had better go away. We don't want you here at all." Mom hissed at me and my stomach churned.With gentle steps, I spun around and walked out of the hous
Helen's POV "And who the hell are you to come here to look for me." My mom said, "Good day, mom." I bent my head in respect to greet her. It had been so long since we met and I didn't want to dwell on the bad blood that had stayed between us since the altercation at Blake's apartment. "I see; you just don't come into my house uninvited; you come in here and disrespect me. You must think you are special." She hissed at me. I stared at my mom in shock, wondering what the hell she was talking about. There was no way in hell I had disrespected her. All I had done was great for her. The best she could do would be to reply to my greeting. "Mom, I am so sorry if you felt disrespected by my greeting." I bowed my head to greet her again, but she raised a hand in the air stopping me from making any move. "Just stop right there. Just fucking stop right there." She hissed at me.I straightened up and my mouth hung wide open, wondering what the hell was wrong with her. It had been months sin
Helen's POV I slumped on my bed as soon as I got back to his penthouse. It had been weeks since I laid on this bed, and I was so grateful to be back. Who would have thought that I would be back up at the hospital after returning from the trip with Blake? The doctor had confirmed that his surgery was indeed successful and with a good physical therapist, he should be walking perfectly fine in no time. I was glad that his life was finally gaining back its beauty and excellence, and I wished the same for myself.Valentina's words about me having a purpose danced in my head and I knew she was right. Very right! In no time, Blake would be on his feet again and he might have no beds for me ever again. He might be even more cruel to me and treat me in the worst way possible. I needed something to keep me sane through his abuse, and the only thing I could hold onto was a purpose, just as Valentina had proposed.Taking a deep breath, I walked over to my wardrobe and picked up the copy of the
Helen's POV I walked into Blake's hospital room with small ginger steps. I couldn't explain why, but I was suddenly so nervous all of a sudden. Could it be because I have been so used to him lying weakly on the bed?"You have got this, Helen," I whispered to myself as I finally stepped into the room to see him lying on his bed with his eyes closed shut. "Blake?" His dad called out immediately after he entered the room, waking my husband up. Blake's eyes blinked wide open and he was staring at us with a small smile on his lips. "Hey, Dad." He greeted me lightly. "I am so glad you are awake. How are you doing right now?" His father ran a hand down his face. "I don't feel much. It seems like my bones are sore, but I am hopeful.""Everything is going to be okay." His dad replied."Hey, man. Helen called me over. I am super glad you are okay." Dominic said and gave him a nod. Blake exchanged a look with his dad and I could hear the silent anger in both men. I didn't intend to cause
Helen's POV I almost jumped out of my chair when I heard her say Blake would be able to walk once again. This was the best return present one could get and I was so excited."Now, don't get too excited. You have to get an MRI scan to determine if you are in a fit position to go in for the surgery. If you are cleared for surgery, we will operate and if things go well, you should be up on your feet in no time." She said to Blake."Well, then, what are we waiting for? Let's do this." I said excitedly.Blake shot me a gaze, but I didn't care. I would be the happiest person in the world to see him on his feet. There was nothing I would want more than to have him on his feet again. That way, I won't have to wait on him all day and his grumpiness would reduce.Blake was prepped and led to the scanning room. His dad and I waited while he got scanned. I watched the doctors and the radiographers say something to each other. There was a bit of heated tension in their conversation, and I wonder
Blake's POVI let out a breath as soon as our plane touched down at the private airport where I kept my plane. With each mile, we put between us and the resort island, the more distant the beautiful memories we had at the resort faded from my memory. I was finally going back to my normal version and I needed to keep myself sane. Whatever happened at the resort had to remain at the resort, and I hope you keep things that way. "Have we landed?" Helen asked as soon as our plane touched the ground. "Yes, we have landed," I answered her. "Okay." She got up and came behind me to wheel me out. She paused for a long while and echoes of my words to her before we got on the plane danced in my head. I didn't need her to help me out of the plane and I wondered if she was going to keep up with the energy. Finally, after a while, she took. A deep breath and began wheeling me out herself. I couldn't just believe it. She was helping me out even though I told her I didn't need her help? Was she