Helen's POV I felt so naked with him staring at me. My eyes were fixed on the floor, doing their best not to get in contact with his. I knew him well enough to know that the worst way to get all heady with the need for him was to look into his eyes. "What's that dress over there?" He asked and my head snapped up to see him pointing at the pile of clothes I had on the bed. "What dress?" I asked, wondering which of the dresses he was interested in. "The one with the pinky stones. It's glittering. Looks interesting." He said. I immediately recognized the dress he was talking about. It was the first dress I had bought at the store, the dress that had revealed my birthday was his ATM card's pin. I was still lost on how that was possible. Was it a coincidence, or had he deliberately set my birthday as his pin? Why would he even do something like that? I knew he was unpredictable, but at the same time, I least expected it from him. It was so unreal, especially with the attitude of hat
Helen's POV The next morning, I was all smiles as we moved to the poolside. Blake was in a really good mood and he had been nice to me ever since we woke up.All I could hope for was that he kept on being this nice to me. It was blissful and kept me at ease. This was the most at ease I have been in a very long while and I loved it. "Someone is looking good this morning," Valentina said as soon as she saw us. She was dressed in a bikini and a light kimono over it. She had an exotic body, and I had to confess that if I were a man, I would be drooling over her. "Good morning, Valentina. Thank you so much for last night. I feel so much more confident in my clothes." I waved at a nice beachwear she had insisted I got last night. "Oh, it's the least I could do for a sweetheart like you." She brushed my words aside and shared pleasantries with Blake. Whatever bad blood between the both of them was completely gone now. Blake could be a little nasty when he was mad at someone and I was
Blake's POV I watched her pack our bags and my blood chilled. It was happening. It was really happening. The last two weeks we spent here were the absolute best. I hated to admit it, but as soon as I had fallen into her seductive charm, I had something to look forward to daily here. It has been so freeing to relax around a woman. And now that it was time to leave, I suddenly regretted that decision. She had grown on me and knowing women, that was such a terrible thing to happen."Alright. And we are all packed." She announced excitedly as she zipped up the last of our bags. I stared at her happy face and nodded unenthusiastically."Come on, what's wrong Blake?" She asked and wrapped her hands around me. She dropped a wet kiss on my face and it took everything in me not to flinch. God, I must have let her cross a lot of boundaries that she felt it was right to kiss me as she wanted. "Are you sad we are leaving? You don't have to worry. We can always come back here. It would be fu
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
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
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 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 "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
Blake's POV "Wait! Wait! Wait!" Dad's eyes sparkled with shock as he faced me fully, focusing all of his attention on me. "So you mean to tell me that Dominic is accusing me of lying again, Helen? You mean the one person you called your best friend has the nerve to belittle my person?" Dad asked."No, Dad. That isn't what I meant. He didn't accuse you per se. He just mentioned that he had overheard you talking with the accountant to send some funds to Helen's account. He had simply mentioned that to try to rationalize why there was a transfer from the company's account to hers." I said, trying to save Dominic from the wrath of my father's anger.Moreover, at this point, Dominic's words had checked out with Oscar's revelation. I just needed Dad to admit to this, and hopefully, I can find a way to ensure the FCI killed the case, and we could all go back to our normal lives."Oh? And where did he overhear this conversation? How is he certain it was indeed me he saw?" He asked. I let o
Blake's POV "Well, I haven't heard a word about this from my dad, but I will make my findings and get back to you. Thank you for telling me this." I said, after processing his words. He had no reason to lie to me. He was my best friend after all. His accusation against my dad may not be true, but it didn't mean that I wasn't going to check it out. If the accountant had made that transfer to her account, he had better tell me why and who had authorized the transaction. The money was no longer in Helen's account as it had been moved to a crypto wallet long ago. Our company didn't pay money into crypto accounts as they were hard to track and trace. With the amount of funds my company dealt with, it would be very dangerous for us to make such transactions that were hard to trace. "Fine. Do what you have to do, but always remind yourself that Helen is no thief. She is an honest woman and the best you would ever get out there." He said and walked out of my office. He had not left the o
Blake's POV "What's wrong man? You look so stressed out right now." I said to him immediately that he was seated opposite me on the chair. "I am stressed out, but I am more worried about you." He said and fixed his focus on me. I let out a sigh and relaxed against my chair. "It's nothing to worry about. The authorities would thoroughly investigate these allegations against Helen and the company and I am certain the truth would come out soon." I said to him, trying so hard not to think about how badly these allegations were affecting us. A lot of brands and companies we were working with were already reaching out to us, asking sensitive questions. I could hear the distrust in their queries, and if this case wasn't well handled, we could lose a lot of deals, and I wasn't ready for that to happen. My dad and I have worked so hard to bring this company to where it currently is. There was no way in hell I was letting anyone take what belonged to us. "Don't you think the authorities
Blake's POV I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache. My eyes had a hard time adjusting to the light and I feared that something terrible must have happened to me. I looked around and through my foggy haze, I saw that I was in my bedroom. Slowly, memories of last night drifted into my head, and I let out a painful groan. I had gone out and gotten drunk when I knew I was coming home to a house without Helen. The urge to call her and beg her to come back home was so strong and it took everything in me not to fall in for it. Gaining enough momentum, I sat upright, and only then did I notice the body beside me. "Jesus!" I yelled out in shock, wondering who was lying beside me. I didn't remember calling Helen and asking her to come home with me, so who could be lying on my bed right now?My scream startled the person and she jumped awake. My fear immediately morphed into anger as soon as I realized it was Isabella lying beside me. "What the hell are you doing here and on t
Isabella's POV I glared at Blake's housekeeper who had been keeping tabs on me ever since he left. She had voiced out to me several times since he left that I needed to leave the house, but I paid her no heed. This wasn't her home and there was no way a lowly maid like her would try to tell me what to do. The other maids who worked under her had all kept their cool and avoided me, but she was trying to act as though she owned the house and could do whatever she wanted with it. "Ma'am, I do not want to get into any trouble with Mr. Blake Robinson. I am certain you heard his warning before he left. Can you please leave now? My boss can be pretty unpredictable, and he could come back here anytime. I do not want him to get angry on seeing you here. He is currently going through a lot and would appreciate whatever rest or break he can get." She came over to me one more time and asked. If she wasn't so old, I would have said she was trying to score Blake for herself. Well, even if that
Helen's POV I laid on the same small thin mattress I had managed while living with my parents. Despite not sleeping on this old thin mattress for months, my body had quickly acclimatized to it, knowing fully well that it was the only mattress my parents were willing to offer me. I was lucky to have a roof over my head and was currently thinking up plans on how to make a living. My account has been frozen by the orders of the FCI and knowing my family, I was bound to have it really bad surviving. My phone rang for a second and went off, grabbing my attention. I picked it up and found a missed call from the last person I ever expected to call me.My fingers shook as I stared at the words I had used to save his number, My World. He was my world and had made my life worth living, even if it was only for a few months. Well, not until now that he asked me to leave. Staring at my phone's screen, I wondered why he was calling me. What did he want to say? Did he want me back home? I wonde
Blake's POV I sat on my bed, lost in thoughts. The numerous happy memories Helen and I always had in this room flooded my head. All I wanted right now was to be with and rest my head in the cocoon of her hands. I always enjoyed laying in the bosom of her breast, but with the current situation of things, it was impossible. "She is gone, Blake. Get a grip on yourself and get to work." I pulled myself out of the reverie and looked down at the tie in my hand. Helen had always tied my tie whenever I was heading to work. Her absence was a strong blow to me and I was having a hard time adjusting. I finally managed to get the tie on and picked up my office bag. "Have a nice day at work, Mr. Robinson." Felicia waved at me with a pitiful glance. Was Helen's absence this bad on me? God, I needed to get a grip on myself.I pulled the front door open, and the sight that greeted me caused a deep, sour scowl to appear on my face. "Why the hell are you acting as though you have just seen a gho
Isabella's POV A smile was etched on my face as I scrolled through the AI-generated photos of Blake and me in wedding clothes. We were the perfect match. We looked so good together and I wished he could see exactly what I saw."Very soon, Isabella. Very soon, you will be together with the man you love." I motivated myself.I was about to slide to the next batch of photos I had created when my cell phone rang. Of course, it was my mom calling and I scrunched up my nose in disgust. Dad has been using her to pester the living hell out of me and I was super tired of being berated. They wanted me to come back home and I did not. Being at home would be a constant reminder that Helen was living my life and I didn't want that. "What do you want?" I barked into the phone as soon as I answered it. "Can you just stop being so harsh and unkind to your mother? What's with the attitude?" She reprimanded."I am being harsh to you because you are being unkind to me. If you are calling about berat
Helen's POV I wasn't surprised by my mom's words, but I at least expected her to show some empathy to me. I was the reason they still had a roof over their heads. She may hate me, but according to the law, I was her daughter, and she ought to take me in. "Mom, you can't say that. You are my mom. This is my family home, I should be welcome here." I said, hoping to change her mind. "You are my daughter, but it doesn't mean this is your home. You are married now. Your home is wherever your husband is. Why aren't you with your husband?" She asked.My eyes dropped to the floor as I gathered the courage to tell her the truth. "Blake asked me to leave," I confessed. "What?" She screamed and burst out into laughter. "You don't mean that, do you? Oh my God, your dad needs to hear of this." She chortled harder, laughing like the maniac that she was. "Mom, this isn't something to laugh about. Someone is doing something sinister to my reputation and my life. We need to stick together to fin