(Karis's pov) His office was still the same as the full-length ground-to-ceiling windows, the lounge area made with finely selected furniture all white, his desk was black, the floor was black, and the walls were white. It was still his neutral-coloured office, I remembered. He had just a few colours from the pictures hanging on the wall. There used to be some flower vases in here, which I ordered in my past life, but I guess that never happened in this life. The only thing that was out of place from my memories was a small picture frame on Xander's desk. It was our wedding photo, weird. Why did he have a picture of me in his office? I questioned myself but I didn't want to think about it. Xander was puzzled. I could never understand. His lips pulled into a sad smile, "I guess I will have to send you flowers every day to make up for it." He said walking away from his desk. Where did that come from? "You honestly don't need to bother; I have a fiance who can do
(Xander's pov) Karis was completely taken aback, but it was the truth. If possible, I wanted to reveal the truth about Vance that he might be hers, but I think it would be absurd at first. I needed the maternity test results. "Xander, please, I don't need this. I was desperate for the supplies, but if you think, I would sit here and listen to this. I am out of here." She suddenly declared getting off her seat. She wasn't going to believe me, and I expected it though, but at that moment I panicked. I stood up after her, then held her hand, pulling her further. She yelped. My eyes met her hazel eyes, and if I had not exercised every control in my body at that moment, I would have kissed her, but that would only push her away. I let go of her hand and then drew in a deep breath, "You should learn how to mask your emotions; if your emotions get ahead of you, that will be the beginning of your failure ." I advised her, when what I was doing was letting my emotions get
(Karis's POV) It felt like my world froze, and everything became bright immediately after I saw a single word, ' positive' on the pregnancy test results with tears welling up in my eyes. "This is not a dream." My voice broke as I spoke. "Congrats, ma'am, you are three weeks pregnant." The doctor congratulated me. I was unable to hold it anymore and immediately burst into tears. They were tears of joy; after five long years of being called barren, I was finally able to conceive. I was so excited by the news my ears turned deaf to anything other thing the doctor said. I just waited for him to dismiss me before rushing out of the hospital. Suddenly everything thing seemed brighter. I was so happy that my emotions were all over the place, laughing and crying at the same time. On my way home, I kept thinking about how to share the good news with my husband, with multiple ideas popping up in my head. Tomorrow is Xander birthday, so I decided to get an early birthday present for him a
(Karis's pov) My head was spinning and it took a while for me to realize what was happening. A second ago, I was in the middle of the road about to be crushed by a car, and the next second, I appeared in the dressing room on my wedding day. I would have thought it was a dream or a joke but I could feel Bertha hold on my wrist. Was I being reborn to have a second chance in life? I stopped moving as I came to the realization. Bertha turned back at me, surprised why I stopped; her eyes went wide, stunned because my eyes were blurry with unshed tears. I felt like crying, remembering everything that happened in my past, which might repeat itself in the future. "Karis, Are you crying? Please don't cry today should be your happiest. I can't believe you are finally married to Xander, your long-time crush." Bertha said in a calm voice caressing my hand. "I can't help it." I sniffed, hugging Bertha; it had been ages since I saw her because Bertha died in the past. She wa
(Karis's pov) My heart skipped a beat, feeling Xander's hands around my waist in a protective way. Even the way his voice sounded in my ears made me shiver. I was stunned that Xander stepped in between me and Skyler because he had never done something like this in our past life. He was never protective of me, and I knew secretly it was because he resented me because of our arranged marriage. Xander was forced to marry me because of a promise his mother made to my dead mother. It was funny to realize I came between him and his true love Emma. ' What was he trying to do here? ' After all, he should not give a fuck about me or who I speak to. He should run ahead to his crying lover and not me. If this was the former me, butterflies would have been in my stomach, yearning for the touch of the man I loved and chased for years, but his touch didn't feel the same anymore. "What if I can't do that Mr De Marco? You have a beautiful wife here, and it is tempting and hard to
(Xander's POV) Karis was left speechless, her mouth parted and closed as if searching for the words to reply to me. I could not point my fingers at exactly what it was, but after when she stormed out of the hall because of Emma's provocation, it seemed like she was a different person. Her eyes, which were always filled with admiration, were dull. I was still finding it hard to believe she had run away from me. What the hell was going through her mind? She used to be a naive open book I could easily read, but now I had no idea what she was thinking. The lady underneath me was different from the little girl I grew up with, who kept pestering me everywhere. The shock in her eyes disappeared and was replaced with a mischievous look. "Who said I belong to you, Xander?" She snickered at me. I didn't like the tone in which she spoke, how dare she suddenly behave like she didn't love me after we were married due to her obsession. "Repeat what you just said Karis and I
(Karis's pov) I loved to see the shocked expression on Xander's face; he probably could not believe that I lost interest in him. "You are in love with someone else." Xander chuckled, unable to believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. His shock was understandable because which bride in her right mind would tell her husband on their wedding night that she doesn't love him but it had nothing to do with me "Yes, I made a mistake in the past and I..." He didn't let me finish my statement as my lips were sealed by Xander's lips again. It seemed like he wanted to dominate me with his sexual appeal, and I wouldn't lie 'cause he was dangerous. Every time his lips captured mine, and his sinful tongue started exploring my mouth. It makes me feel like giving in to him. Xander was going to be the death of me. Despite how I kept on telling myself I should avoid him a part of me that always craved his love and affection wanted to give in. Why was he doing this to
(Karis's pov) "Come in." I managed to say. My voice was a bit raspy from crying all night. Luckily, the maid could hear me. The door creaked open, and a brunette a few years younger than me opened the door. The maid was shocked when she laid her eyes on me with them popping out. "You slept with your wedding dress on!" She gasped with her hands rushing to cover her mouth. She quickly realized her tone was a bit rude and immediately apologized. "I am sorry for the way I spoke. Good morning, Madam De Marco. I am Deborah, and I will be serving you this morning however you want ." Deborah introduced herself slightly bowing. "Did Xander send you to check on me?" I asked Deborah whose eyes subconsciously averted. I scoffed at her reaction. He must have sent her to check if I did anything crazy after last night. "Mr De Marco instructed us to take very good care of Mrs De Marco." She answered, avoiding my question. This was how Xander's staff were even in the past. Now I
(Xander's pov) Karis was completely taken aback, but it was the truth. If possible, I wanted to reveal the truth about Vance that he might be hers, but I think it would be absurd at first. I needed the maternity test results. "Xander, please, I don't need this. I was desperate for the supplies, but if you think, I would sit here and listen to this. I am out of here." She suddenly declared getting off her seat. She wasn't going to believe me, and I expected it though, but at that moment I panicked. I stood up after her, then held her hand, pulling her further. She yelped. My eyes met her hazel eyes, and if I had not exercised every control in my body at that moment, I would have kissed her, but that would only push her away. I let go of her hand and then drew in a deep breath, "You should learn how to mask your emotions; if your emotions get ahead of you, that will be the beginning of your failure ." I advised her, when what I was doing was letting my emotions get
(Karis's pov) His office was still the same as the full-length ground-to-ceiling windows, the lounge area made with finely selected furniture all white, his desk was black, the floor was black, and the walls were white. It was still his neutral-coloured office, I remembered. He had just a few colours from the pictures hanging on the wall. There used to be some flower vases in here, which I ordered in my past life, but I guess that never happened in this life. The only thing that was out of place from my memories was a small picture frame on Xander's desk. It was our wedding photo, weird. Why did he have a picture of me in his office? I questioned myself but I didn't want to think about it. Xander was puzzled. I could never understand. His lips pulled into a sad smile, "I guess I will have to send you flowers every day to make up for it." He said walking away from his desk. Where did that come from? "You honestly don't need to bother; I have a fiance who can do
(Karis's pov) I know if Bertha or Skyler found out about what I was about to do, they would chew me raw, but I was running out of options. The production has to start and Xander played an evil move by monopolizing the market and cutting off the black market. It was fine, I just had to feed his ego for now. The car arrived at the Van Diaz building. I didn't carry Lavender with me because I felt it was better to come alone. After taking a deep breath to calm my nerves I alighted from the vehicle. It was no big deal; we were just here to talk. At most, Xander might bring up what happened four years ago. Walking through the door, it took me a minute to reminisce; the company had not changed a bit. I remembered how I walked my ass out to escape this place and now I was back here in the name of negotiation. Even the front desk receptionist was still the same. Things didn't change from my past life for them, maybe, but they did for me. I made my way to the receptionis
(Xander's pov) My car sped up to the office, today I was in a great mood because the paternity test was going to be out. Without a doubt, I was more than Certain Valeria was my daughter, but I had to be thorough. These past few days I made sure to pick Vance from school personally so that I could spend a bit more time with Val during practice. Unfortunately, they couldn't go to the park again because Karis instructed Juliette to keep Val away from me. She had gotten smarter in the business world but she was still as naive as ever to think that would be enough to keep us away. I made a quick turn in the underground car park then alighted from the car. My eyes immediately caught sight of a familiar car that instantly ruined my mood. Ignoring its presence, I made a straight line for the private elevator to my office, but it was hard to avoid some pests. Emma got out of her car and ran towards me as fast as she could. Stepping into the elevator just before clo
(Xander's pov)I needed samples one way or the other I would get it. It was a random idea to get Vance involved, but now I thought about it that way, it might have been a bad idea. I was so excited at the thought that Karis and I had a child together that I didn't think about things thoroughly. That was when I came up with the second idea to get the class teacher involved to cut Val's hair if Vance fails, but to my surprise, I didn't expect the plan to work. That was part one of the plan. The next step was to get the witch's DNA sample, which was not hard to get Emma's sample. I was not cautious about it; I just got my men to knock her out to get what we wanted. I was scared and excited if things would go the way I envisioned. To my surprise, Vance succeeds in convincing Val to come to him. I was genuinely surprised when I saw they arrived at the hospital. "You gotta be kidding me. Is she Karis's daughter?" Kyle was completely stunned at the resemblance. "I guess I am
(Xander's POV) Karis was lying, I just knew that as a fact. From my guess, if Val was truly my daughter, Karis would try to keep her away from me. "Did you get to see Val's mum?" Vance asked me curiously after I got into the car. "Mmm," I hummed, then beckoned the driver to start. A small smirk was on my lips, knowing that I had discovered Karis's home. My eyes trailed back to Vance, and now more than ever, I knew something was fishy. The resemblance between Vance and Valeria was too uncanny. The closer you look at Vance, the more subtle resemblance he has with Karis, and this gives me an uneasy feeling. I felt Vance thug my clothes drawing my attention back to him from my thoughts. "Daddy Val forgot her hair band in the car," Vance informed me. I picked up the hair band from his hand. It had some strands of hair on it, but I couldn't afford to make any mistakes. "Vance, can you do Daddy a favour, and if you succeed, I will attend your competition?" I
(Karis's pov) I slammed the door behind me; my emotions were all over; I was both mad and scared. Mad that Xander was messing up with my life and business. Mad Juliette took a ride from a stranger, but then again why did Xander offer to give her a ride? He was not a saint who would love giving rides to random people in a snowstorm. Xander never bats an eye for someone who holds no worth in his eyes. That was the bastard I was married to for 5 freaking years, but amongst all the emotions I felt, the one that shook me the most was fear. Fear of what Xander would do if he found out the truth. He could not take away my only happiness. I didn't care about my revenge and getting justice for what they made me suffer compared to losing Valeria. She was the child I wanted in my life, and if anything happened to her, I might lose myself all over. My feet made soft sounds as I made my way to Val's room. She must be mad because of the way I spoke to her earlier, and honestly,
(Karis's pov) Why is murder illegal? How I wished it was legal to off people because, for the first time, I had the urge to unalive someone. A couple bullets to the heart would suffice. "Calm down, Karis. You can handle this. Don't lose your shit because of Xander." I tried to gather my thoughts but how could I when that man was driving me crazy? He monopolised the market, and then Skyler came up with the idea to source the black market, but my goods suddenly disappeared. Skyler might be saying it was bad luck but I was sure it wasn't bad luck but the work of the devil. My devil Xander De Marco, I was seething in anger when my phone buzzed up again. It was a file sent by an unknown number. I opened the file and froze. My phone almost slipped out of my hold. It was evident of dealing in the black market and threats were being reported for carrying out illegal business operations. There was one person I could think of at the moment Xander De Marco. I was sit
(Xander's pov) I don't know why Vance and Val wanted to come out to play in the park when the temperature was freezing in December. Frost covered every branch, creating a dazzling white layer that sparkled in the fading afternoon light. The ground was frozen and crunchy underfoot, and the air was biting cold, nipping at my face. I sat on a chilly wooden bench, wrapping my scarf tighter around my neck as my breath from fogs in front of me. In the distance, Vance and Valeria played in the snow near the swings, their lively voices piercing and brightening the atmosphere. Vance excitedly called out to me, waving his arms to get my attention, his joyful sound warming the cold winter day. He had successfully built a snowman with Val and seemed to be having a lot of fun. It reminded me of when me and the boys did similar things during our childhood then Karis would want to join in to enjoy the fun. I wasn't particularly nice because I always stopped her from