Electra POV "Are you really leaving me? I thought our love was special," I asked, my voice shaking with shock and sadness. My husband had just sent me divorce papers and I was struggling to come to terms with it."I don't want to talk about it, Electra. I'm done with our marriage. You're not the one for me. I thought you'd bring excitement to my life, but you haven't. I'm done," Knoxville said coldly over the phone.I felt a lump form in my throat as tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. "But what about all those promises you made? You said I was the one you wanted to share everything with. What happened to those words?" I asked, my voice cracking with emotion.I couldn't hold back my tears anymore, and they began to flow down my cheeks. My heart felt heavy with pain and sadness. I was losing the man I loved, and I didn't know how to stop it."Electra, those tears aren't working for me anymore. I want to move on. I think I wasn't in my right mind when I made those promises to you.
Electra POV"I'm your daughter! Why are you sending me away to a place where I'm not wanted?" I asked, my voice shaking with hurt and anger.My mother, Mrs. Scofield, laughed coldly. "How is that any of my business? I told you to get out of my house and go back to your husband's house!"I was shocked and furious. "Are you kidding me?! I'm divorced! How can I go back to my ex-husband?" I yelled at the top of my lungs.My mother's face was hard and uncaring. "I don't care if you're divorced or not. You're a fool for not knowing how to keep your marriage. No place is perfect, we're all just managing each other," she said, her words cutting deep into my heart.I felt a lump form in my throat as tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. I was hurt and angry, but also felt a deep sadness. My own mother didn't care about my well-being or happiness. She just wanted to get rid of me.My father tried to intervene, "Calm down dear, you know-" but my mother cut him off, her voice stern and firm."
Electra POVI stood at the doorstep of the house I had bought with my parents' stolen money, my heart racing with anxiety. I had foolishly put Knoxville's name on the documents, giving him ownership of the property. As the door opened, I was met with the sight of Knoxville, his chiseled body wrapped in a towel, his expression devoid of any emotion."Why are you here?" he asked gruffly, his tone indicating he didn't want me around. "I thought we were divorced."I felt a surge of irritation at his cold demeanor. "Can I please come in? We need to talk," I said, trying to keep my cool.Knoxville raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing with disdain. "How can I let my ex-wife barge into my house? I told you I don't want anything to do with you," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice.The tension between us was palpable, and I could feel my anger and frustration simmering just below the surface. I knew I had made a mistake by coming here, but I had to confront him about the mess he had lef
Electra POVMy eyes fluttered open, and I was shocked to find myself in a hospital bed. Memories of the car accident came flooding back, and I remembered feeling a sharp pain in my stomach before everything went black.As I struggled to sit up, a tall, handsome man in a black suit approached me. His confident stride and expensive perfume exuded wealth and power. I was taken aback, wondering who this mysterious figure was.But as my gaze met his, my mind raced back to the accident. This was the same man who had been driving the car that almost hit me! My heart raced with fear and confusion."Hey, you're finally awake," he said in a low, smooth voice that sent shivers down my spine. His tone was both soothing and intimidating, making me feel like I was in the presence of an angel... or a devil.I remained silent, my eyes fixed on the stranger, as he spoke words that were both chastising and kind. His expression was a mix of concern and sternness, as if he was scolding me for being carel
Author POVFive years laterThe plane touched down on the runway, and Electra's face lit up with a warm smile as she gazed at her precious child, Little Gladys. The young girl was a miniature version of Electra, with the same sharp features and intelligent eyes. The only distinguishing feature was her bright blue eyes, which sparkled like her father's."Let's go, baby girl!" Electra exclaimed, reaching out to take Gladys' hand.But Gladys winced, her tiny voice protesting, "Ow, Mommy, you're hurting me! You don't know how to hold me carefully like my nanny does." Her small tone was laced with a hint of scolding, and Electra's smile faltered for a moment before she relaxed her grip."Sorry, sweetie," Electra said, crouching down to Gladys' level. "Mommy didn't mean to hurt you. Let me try again, okay?" She gently took Gladys' hand, making sure to hold it softly this time. Gladys nodded, her eyes sparkling with forgiveness, and together they walked out of the airport, a picture of love
Knoxville POV The thing I regretted most was letting Electra walk out of my life so easily. I had searched the entire country after she left that night, but there were no traces of her. I regretted what I said to her that night, and I wished she could forgive me and give me a listening ear.My door burst open, and I raised my head to see the most infuriating creature standing right in front of me. "Did I hear you say you're going for the project supervising?" Maxwell, my nonchalant stepbrother, asked with a smirk."When did you start getting yourself involved in my business?" I demanded, my tone firm.Maxwell scoffed, his expression mocking. "Are you crazy? Did you think you own the business?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.I smiled, staring at how foolish he could be. His lack of awareness was almost laughable. "I don't own the business, but I'm certainly more capable of running it than you," I said, my eyes locked on his."And for how long am I going to have to explain
Electra POV My daughter is turning five years old tomorrow, and I wanted to get her a special gift. I smiled as I applied some makeup, unaware that she was standing behind me."Can you hurry up, Mummy? It's not like we're going to a wedding, just shopping," Gladys said, her voice laced with impatience.I turned around, feigning offense. "I'm sorry, baby. I need to look nice," I replied, quickly finishing up."We're going to celebrate you turning big five!" I exclaimed, bending down to kiss her.Gladys giggled and retorted, "I'm turning big five now, not you. You're an old mother!" before running out of the room.I chuckled and followed her, feeling grateful for the sweet and sassy personality of my little girl. As I entered the living room, I was greeted by the warm smile of my father, who was waiting patiently for me. He opened his arms and pulled me into a gentle hug as I approached him."Hey, Dad, didn't you go to the office today?" I asked, curiosity etched on my face.He let ou
Knoxville POV As we made our way to the mall to oversee the recent sales, my mind drifted into a world of its own, consumed by thoughts and worries. The sound of Henry's voice broke through my reverie, "Sir, you have a call."I turned to him, my expression questioning, my eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. "Who is it?" I demanded, my tone firm and authoritative.Henry's expression remained neutral. "Your dad," he replied, his voice even.I let out a dismissive snort, my lips curling into a scoff. What could my dad possibly want? I grabbed the phone from Henry's outstretched hand, my fingers wrapping around it with a sense of reluctance. I clicked the answer button, my voice firm. "Dad, what now?"The line crackled to life, my dad's voice booming through the speaker, his tone laced with a hint of annoyance. "Why does it take you so long to answer my call?" he asked, his words dripping with expectation.I sighed inwardly, my patience wearing thin. What was the urgency? I demanded, my tone
53: Knoxville walked into the hospital ward, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on the woman sitting on the bed with her son. He couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and comfort at the sight of the two of them together. As he approached the bed, the woman looked up and caught his eye, a bright smile spreading across her face."Hey," Knoxville said, his deep voice rumbling through the quiet hospital room. He smiled back at the woman, feeling a sense of familiarity that he couldn't quite place. He tried to remember where he had met her before, but his mind came up blank. He knew he had seen her somewhere, but he just couldn't put his finger on it.As he stood there, frozen in thought, the woman's smile faltered for a moment, and Knoxville could sense a hint of uncertainty behind her eyes. "Knoxville," she called, her voice firm but laced with a hint of caution. As soon as he heard his name, Knoxville's eyes snapped towards her, and he became certain that he knew her. Th
52: Knoxville's phone rang, shrill in the silence. He picked it up, his deep voice answering, On the other end was Henry, his tone laced with a hint of excitement. "Sir, our private investigator just called. He's found Mr. Jenkins' daughter. She's living in a mud house on the outskirts of the city with her son and the man she's been dating."Knoxville's grip on the phone tightened, his mind racing with the implications. "Get the full details, Henry. We need to be there tonight." The call ended, and Knoxville's thoughts turned to the task at hand.As night began to fall, Knoxville and Henry set out in their car, navigating the darkening streets. The GPS led them deeper into the city, the buildings growing increasingly run-down. Knoxville's eyes narrowed, his distaste for the area evident. "This is the part of town I wish didn't exist," he muttered.As they turned onto a particularly rough street, Knoxville's concern shifted to his car. The potholed road threatened to damage the slee
51: Knoxville POV As I stood in the comfort of my own home, the sudden ringing of the doorbell shattered the peaceful atmosphere. I felt a surge of trepidation as I made my way towards the door, my heart beating slightly faster with each step. Taking a deep breath, I approached the door and peered through the peephole, my eyes widening slightly as I saw my father standing on the other side.A mixture of emotions swirled within me as I wondered what could have brought him to my doorstep. "What in the world did this old man want?" I thought to myself, a hint of annoyance creeping into my mind. With a sense of resignation, I opened the door, my expression neutral."Why are you here, Dad?" I asked, trying to keep my tone light despite the underlying curiosity. My father chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement, as he replied, "Are you going to keep your old father standing outside?" His words were laced with a hint of playful teasing, and I couldn't help but smile slightly as I stepp
50: Henry walked into the office, his footsteps quiet on the plush carpet. However, his arrival went unnoticed, as Knoxville was deeply lost in thought. His hands were crossed over his chest, and his eyes stared blankly into space, his mind a million miles away."Mr. Jenkins was found dead in his house this morning," Henry said, his voice firm and serious. However, Knoxville didn't flinch, didn't react. He just kept staring into space, his expression unreadable.It wasn't until Henry slammed his hand on the table, making the coffee cups rattle, that Knoxville was jolted back to reality. His eyes snapped into focus, and he looked up at Henry, a hint of surprise on his face."You're so lost in thought," Henry said, his voice laced with concern. "What's going on, Knoxville? You've been distant all week, and now this?" Henry asked, his eyes narrowing slightly as he searched for answers.Knoxville's eyes narrowed, his gaze intensifying as he processed the information. "What did you say?"
"Are you out of your mind?" Mrs. Scofield thundered, her face purpling with rage as she slapped Electra across the cheek. The sound of the slap echoed through the room, leaving an uncomfortable silence in its wake.Electra's eyes widened in shock as she held her cheek, staring at her mother in disbelief. "What have I done to deserve the slap?" she asked, her voice trembling with hurt and anger.Mrs. Scofield's expression was unforgiving, her eyes blazing with fury. "How dare you plan to marry Maxwell without informing us?" she thundered, her voice echoing off the walls. "How can his father announce that without our knowledge or consent?"Electra's eyes flashed with defiance, but Mrs. Scofield cut her off before she could speak. "Aish, you're so unbelievable," she spat, her voice dripping with venom. "I thought you'd changed. That's how you go ahead and get married to someone you barely know, and then you get divorced within two weeks, eight years ago." Mrs. Scofield's face twisted in
Wedding announcement Knoxville's eyes blazed with fury as he growled, "How dare you hit me?" His fists clenched, and he launched himself at Maxwell, determined to retaliate. The two brothers clashed, their punches and kicks flying as they engaged in a fierce battle.Electra, caught in the middle, struggled to separate the two combatants. She finally managed to push Knoxville away, her hands firm on his chest. "Stop it, Knoxville!" she exclaimed, her voice firm but worried.As Knoxville stumbled back, Electra turned to Maxwell, her concern etched on her face. "Are you okay, Maxwell? I am very sorry, are you hurt?" She asked, her hands gently checking Maxwell's face and body for any injuries.Knoxville's anger boiled over as he watched Electra fawn over Maxwell. His eyes narrowed, and his face twisted in a scowl. "You're taking his side?" he spat, his voice venomous.Electra's glare was icy as she turned to face Knoxville. "Are you out of your mind?" she asked, her voice incredulous. "
"So, what are you going to do?" Henry asked, his voice laced with concern, as he leaned back in his chair.Knoxville rubbed his temples, his eyes weary. "I don't know," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.Henry's expression turned serious. "I think it's time you told her the reason you divorced her."Knoxville's gaze dropped, his shoulders sagging. "Did you think she'll believe me?" he asked, skepticism etched on his face.Henry's eyes locked onto Knoxville's. "You have to make her believe that," he urged, his tone firm but gentle. "You owe her the truth, Knoxville. You owe yourself the truth."Knoxville's eyes narrowed, his mind racing. Could he really confront the past? Could he face her again?Henry's voice cut through his thoughts. "You've been running from this for too long. It's time to face the consequences of your actions."Knoxville's jaw clenched. He knew Henry was right. The weight of his secrets was crushing him."Okay," Knoxville said finally, his voice firm. "
"Mr. Knoxville, the blood on the cloth matches yours," the doctor announced, his voice measured.Knoxville's eyes widened as he took a long, deep breath, processing the revelation."I knew I was right," he whispered, his voice trembling. "She actually had my child."His mind reeled, memories flooding back.The doctor's expression turned curious. "Did you have a child, Doctor Knoxville?" he asked.Knoxville's gaze snapped up. "Steve, I've told you to stop referring to me as 'Doctor'," he corrected. "I stopped practicing surgeon a long time ago."The doctor's smile faltered. "Sorry, old habit,"Dr Steve said. "And, by the way, we used to be colleagues. You didn't bother inviting me to your wedding."Knoxville stood, his movements deliberate. "That's because I didn't have one," he replied, his tone even.Steve's eyes widened. "You're still married to your work, I see," he quipped."I think you should mind your business," Knoxville said, his voice firm, as he stood up, ready to walk out o
As they waited anxiously, the hospital staff rushed the little girl into the operating theater. Electra slumped against the wall, worry etched on her face.Knoxville stood beside Henry, his voice low. "She called her her daughter. Are you sure she's her niece, like you claimed?"Henry's expression turned cautious. "That's the information I found. Did you suspect something was off?"Knoxville's brow furrowed. "Why did I feel a connection with the girl? And she said 'we will lose her'... It sounded like more than just concern for a niece."Henry's eyes narrowed. "I'll investigate further.""Did you think I should ask her?" Knoxville wondered aloud, his brow furrowed in contemplation. "Why did I have the feeling she has a daughter for me?"Henry's expression turned thoughtful. "The little girl has the same eyes as you, even though she looks like Electra. I clearly saw it before she closed her eyes. It was as if I was looking at you."Knoxville's gaze intensified, his mind racing. "I shou