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 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 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
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 What the hell had happened to Blake? This question danced a lot in my head as I led him into his penthouse. Ever since he woke up from his seizure-induced coma, he has been unusually nice to me. Like really, really nice, and it was kind of disturbing. Yes, I always wanted him to act nicely towards me, but this was all too sudden. It was as though I was seeing a really different version of the man, and it scared me. Who the hell was he and what had happened to him after that seizure?Well, I couldn't get answers to that since I didn't bring myself to ask that question. He looked so fierce and dominating and it filled me with a lot of chills. "Welcome home, Mr. Robinson." The maids all welcomed us as soon as we entered the apartment. There were no balloons, confetti, or other decorations, and somehow, I was grateful for that. His first welcome home had been so colourful and I didn't want to rush jinxing things up. "Thank you everyone." He smiled deeply at them and held
Helen's POV I watched Blake take on the next lap of his session with a dexterity and strength that shocked even me. The therapist was trying to get him to stand properly, and it was quite a challenge, especially since he hadn't walked or stood upright for months. Well, he has been shocking me ever since he gained consciousness. Everything about him had changed, and I feared what would become of me when he finally switched back. "Then you tell him you want a divorce." The voice in my head hissed at me. Even though it sounded like a possible decision to make, I knew I might not be able to make it. The best time for me to have demanded a divorce was the day he went into a seizure. I had the boldness, courage, and the conviction to demand that at that time. Unfortunately, now, I wasn't as strong as I was then. My phone rang beside me, drawing my attention away from Blake and the therapist. I stared at the screen to see it was Dominic calling. I let out a deep breath and picked up the
Blake's POV I watched Helen's eyes mist up with tears and honestly, mine went misty too. There was so much joy in watching her get so excited seeing me walking on my own. Wasn't this what she had wanted earlier on? Well, it was happening now, and I couldn't be happier giving her what she wanted. "Blake, you just took a step." She said in excitement. "Yes, I did," I said and tried to take another step, but my legs suddenly felt so wobbly, and pain shot through me, making my knees go weak. My therapist held me back with a firm grip and kept me from falling to the floor. Gently, she led me to the bed and made me lie down. Helen was by my side in seconds and she had a worried look in her eyes. "You need to calm down, Mr. Robinson. I know you are very excited at the prospect of walking again, but you need to calm down. You are moving really fast and if you wear your body out in time, you might create even worse injuries for yourself. Recovery is a slow and steady process." She said,
Helen's POV I sat at Blake's office chair and my hands flooded with sweat as the weight of what I was doing weighed on me. It had been months since I was last in this office and everything looked and felt so different. I still couldn't believe I had agreed to do this for Blake, not after all the evil he had meted out to me in this office. My eyes went to the west part of the wall and I recalled the way I had lost my virginity to him. It was brash and fast, but still so pleasurable. My body flushed with excitement as the memories danced in my head and I clenched my vaginal walls tightly to prevent myself from flooding with my juices, but that only managed to make everything worse. A knock sounded on the door, and I took a breath in, putting myself and my emotions together. "Come in," I answered and Dominic walked into the office, looking as sharp and dashing as ever. "Oh my. Helen, you look like a female president of the United States. I am super impressed by how you look." He sa
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