Lessie's POV When I returned to the room, I wasn’t surprised to find it empty. The secretary downstairs had mentioned that the nanny took the kids out and left the key.The quietness of the house brought me a bit of relief. How would I have explained my swollen face if the kids had seen it?The bed was neatly made, so I climbed in and stared up at the ceiling. I expected my mind to keep racing, but surprisingly, I felt myself drifting off, and soon I was fast asleep.It was the children’s voices that woke me later.“Shh, Jasmine, Mommy’s sleeping,” I heard James whisper.“But Mommy looks pale,” Jasmine replied, concerned.“James is right, Jasmine. Let Mommy rest and don’t disturb her,” their nanny said softly.I almost sat up, but hearing their nanny’s words, I decided to stay put. I still felt a bit drowsy, so I let myself drift back to sleep.When I woke up again, it was already evening. This time I was wide awake. As I lazily opened my eyes, I nearly jumped out of bed in shock.“A
Freddie's POV "Why, why, why? She’s always messing with my mind. I went to Mr. Rodriguez’s office, fully intent on venting my anger at Lessie. I was ready to unleash all my rage, but somehow, I ended up leaving calm.I'd stayed up all night thinking about her here and there. I just don't know what to do.I hate feeling this way—being pulled around by my own emotions. Yes, I’m angry. Angry that I feel this rage, and even angrier that I can’t release it.I've been looking for her for five years now. I knew she’d probably moved somewhere else, so I wasn’t surprised when Zenith confirmed it. But finding out she’d spent those years with another man? That was something I never anticipated!How could she do this? And when I called the other day, she actually hung up on me, acting as though she was the one in the right. Has she come to hate me that much?"Goodness,” I murmured. I don’t want to feel this way anymore. Yes, I was wrong in the past, but haven't these years of torment shown I’ve
Lessie's POVI was just about to leave for Ella's place when my phone buzzed. It was a call, and to my surprise, it was from Freddie. The call only rang twice before ending.Why is he calling me? I wondered. We hadn’t parted on good terms at the restaurant, so why was he reaching out now?As I debated whether to call back, the phone buzzed again. Another call from him. Curiosity got the better of me, and without thinking, I answered.Neither of us spoke at first. The silence stretched awkwardly, the only sound being my steady breathing. Finally, my frustration bubbled over, and I blurted out, “Hello?”I waited, wondering if he could hear me, until he let out a low hum in response.To anyone else, it might have sounded casual, but to me, it felt different—almost intimate. My ears grew warm at the thought, and I cleared my throat, ashamed of where my mind had wandered.“Can you tell me why you’re calling?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Still, there was silence on the other en
Lessie's POV We waited in the living room while Ella got dressed. When she finally came out, she was wearing a yellow floral gown that complemented her cheerful personality.“Hehe, how do I look?” Ella asked, twirling slightly.I smirked, not responding immediately. It was obvious she already knew she looked great, her expression gave it away.Seeing my lack of reaction, Ella turned to Jasmine instead. “Sweetheart, what do you think?”“Godmother looks fantastic,” Jasmine replied with a sweet smile. Ella's face lit up even more at the compliment.“You see? Little Jasmine knows quality when she sees it. She says I look fantastic, but you’re just jealous,” Ella teased, sticking her tongue out playfully.I rolled my eyes and stood up. “We should leave now.”James stood as well, taking Jasmine’s hand gently.“Alright, alright,” Ella chimed. “Let’s take my car. I’ll drive.”We all piled into the car, and Ella drove off. The ride wasn’t dull, thanks to Jasmine and Ella, who kept chatting an
Lessie's POV Before I knew it, the men had already disappeared from sight. They must have had ridiculously long strides.I lowered my head, trying to relax. Not even a minute had passed when a figure appeared in front of me.I looked up, confused.“You may use one of the free rooms now. Here’s the key,” the guard said, handing me a key.“Huh?” I blinked, momentarily lost.“The boss has approved that the free rooms can be rented out. While the standard rooms are occupied, the VIP rooms are still available. This key is for one of them,” he explained patiently, likely noticing my bewildered expression.Before I could say a word, he turned and walked away.“Hey—” I called after him, but he was already gone.Excited, I got up and hummed to myself. A proper rest was just what I needed. Not wasting a second, I hurried upstairs, hoping he wouldn’t change his mind. With directions from someone, I quickly found my room.When I opened the door, I was stunned by the size of the VIP room. It was
Lessie's POV I rested my hand on my chin, watching my husband deep in conversation with his four friends. Today was supposed to be our anniversary, but it feels far from it.When he told me this morning that we’d be going out, I was pleasantly surprised—he’d never done anything like this before. I followed him to this upscale restaurant, filled with excitement, only to find myself ignored while he chatted away with his friends.Bored, I took a sip from my glass and looked around, avoiding our table. Every other couple seemed to be in a romantic mood, fitting for a day like this. I sighed, thinking of our table.My eyes drifted back to my husband. He was smiling, laughing, and talking excitedly.I have to admit, this is probably the fourth time I’ve ever seen him laugh or smile. He smiles at others, but never with me.Most of their talk was about business and finance—things I don't understand, so I couldn’t join in. Even his two females knew a lot about it, so the conversation flowed
Lessie's POV “What ex?”I pretended not to know which ex he was referring to, hoping that my husband would drop the matter. Sometimes, pretending ignorance is the best way out. I silently prayed he would end the conversation.But he didn’t. “Stop this, Lessie,” he said with a frown. “You know exactly who I’m talking about.”I was about to respond when something clicked in my mind. Did I just hear something about a pregnancy...?“Freddie, am I pregnant?”“Unfortunately, yes.”The happiness I felt quickly faded when I saw the disappointment on his face. “You’re not happy?”“Of course not,” he nearly shouted. “Your pregnancy has made everything a mess!”“B-” I tried to speak, but his next words cut me off.“We're getting a divorce, Lessie.”“What are you talking about, Freddie?” I forced a laugh.“Stop this nonsense.”“You want a divorce? Then... what about our baby?” I tried to sound as calm as possible.“Baby? Don’t tell me you’re planning to keep it?”“You… don’t want me to keep our
Lessie's POV “What the heck? Why are you at the hospital?” my friend yelled through the phone. “Wasn’t yesterday your wedding anniversary?”I rubbed my forehead and sighed. If I tell Ella what’s really going on, she won’t let it go.“Just forget it. I’m fine now.”“You’re in the hospital, so how can you say you’re fine? Just tell me what’s happening. Where’s Freddie? Isn’t he with you?”“Well, I’m here because... I’m pregnant.”Ella screamed before I could finish.“Stop screaming,” I said, wincing as my ear throbbed from her shriek.“Okay, okay, I’ll stop,” she replied, trying to contain her excitement. “You’re having a baby! Freddie must be happy, right? But wait, why do you sound so down?” She suddenly paused.“Things aren’t great. Freddie wants me to get rid of the baby. He doesn’t want it.”“Freddie said that? He wants you to abort the baby? But why?”“His ex-girlfriend is back, and he wants to be with her,” I said quietly, though inside I was trembling.“What nonsense! Who cares
Lessie's POV Before I knew it, the men had already disappeared from sight. They must have had ridiculously long strides.I lowered my head, trying to relax. Not even a minute had passed when a figure appeared in front of me.I looked up, confused.“You may use one of the free rooms now. Here’s the key,” the guard said, handing me a key.“Huh?” I blinked, momentarily lost.“The boss has approved that the free rooms can be rented out. While the standard rooms are occupied, the VIP rooms are still available. This key is for one of them,” he explained patiently, likely noticing my bewildered expression.Before I could say a word, he turned and walked away.“Hey—” I called after him, but he was already gone.Excited, I got up and hummed to myself. A proper rest was just what I needed. Not wasting a second, I hurried upstairs, hoping he wouldn’t change his mind. With directions from someone, I quickly found my room.When I opened the door, I was stunned by the size of the VIP room. It was
Lessie's POV We waited in the living room while Ella got dressed. When she finally came out, she was wearing a yellow floral gown that complemented her cheerful personality.“Hehe, how do I look?” Ella asked, twirling slightly.I smirked, not responding immediately. It was obvious she already knew she looked great, her expression gave it away.Seeing my lack of reaction, Ella turned to Jasmine instead. “Sweetheart, what do you think?”“Godmother looks fantastic,” Jasmine replied with a sweet smile. Ella's face lit up even more at the compliment.“You see? Little Jasmine knows quality when she sees it. She says I look fantastic, but you’re just jealous,” Ella teased, sticking her tongue out playfully.I rolled my eyes and stood up. “We should leave now.”James stood as well, taking Jasmine’s hand gently.“Alright, alright,” Ella chimed. “Let’s take my car. I’ll drive.”We all piled into the car, and Ella drove off. The ride wasn’t dull, thanks to Jasmine and Ella, who kept chatting an
Lessie's POVI was just about to leave for Ella's place when my phone buzzed. It was a call, and to my surprise, it was from Freddie. The call only rang twice before ending.Why is he calling me? I wondered. We hadn’t parted on good terms at the restaurant, so why was he reaching out now?As I debated whether to call back, the phone buzzed again. Another call from him. Curiosity got the better of me, and without thinking, I answered.Neither of us spoke at first. The silence stretched awkwardly, the only sound being my steady breathing. Finally, my frustration bubbled over, and I blurted out, “Hello?”I waited, wondering if he could hear me, until he let out a low hum in response.To anyone else, it might have sounded casual, but to me, it felt different—almost intimate. My ears grew warm at the thought, and I cleared my throat, ashamed of where my mind had wandered.“Can you tell me why you’re calling?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Still, there was silence on the other en
Freddie's POV "Why, why, why? She’s always messing with my mind. I went to Mr. Rodriguez’s office, fully intent on venting my anger at Lessie. I was ready to unleash all my rage, but somehow, I ended up leaving calm.I'd stayed up all night thinking about her here and there. I just don't know what to do.I hate feeling this way—being pulled around by my own emotions. Yes, I’m angry. Angry that I feel this rage, and even angrier that I can’t release it.I've been looking for her for five years now. I knew she’d probably moved somewhere else, so I wasn’t surprised when Zenith confirmed it. But finding out she’d spent those years with another man? That was something I never anticipated!How could she do this? And when I called the other day, she actually hung up on me, acting as though she was the one in the right. Has she come to hate me that much?"Goodness,” I murmured. I don’t want to feel this way anymore. Yes, I was wrong in the past, but haven't these years of torment shown I’ve
Lessie's POV When I returned to the room, I wasn’t surprised to find it empty. The secretary downstairs had mentioned that the nanny took the kids out and left the key.The quietness of the house brought me a bit of relief. How would I have explained my swollen face if the kids had seen it?The bed was neatly made, so I climbed in and stared up at the ceiling. I expected my mind to keep racing, but surprisingly, I felt myself drifting off, and soon I was fast asleep.It was the children’s voices that woke me later.“Shh, Jasmine, Mommy’s sleeping,” I heard James whisper.“But Mommy looks pale,” Jasmine replied, concerned.“James is right, Jasmine. Let Mommy rest and don’t disturb her,” their nanny said softly.I almost sat up, but hearing their nanny’s words, I decided to stay put. I still felt a bit drowsy, so I let myself drift back to sleep.When I woke up again, it was already evening. This time I was wide awake. As I lazily opened my eyes, I nearly jumped out of bed in shock.“A
Lessie's POV I gave him a puzzled look, surprised by his sudden change in attitude. I'd expected us to argue endlessly, certain he wouldn’t back down, but now he’d softened out of nowhere. Was it because of what I’d just said? I hadn’t said anything wrong, though.I shot him a confused glance before attempting to walk away, noticing he seemed stunned, almost oblivious to my movements. Seeing an opening, I slipped away quickly.Back at our table, I found my colleagues, Benjamin and Mr. Rodriguez, still seated.“Why are you guys still here? I thought you’d have left by now,” I said, looking between them.They exchanged looks before all eyes landed on Benjamin.I quickly caught on. “Benjamin, you told them not to go,” I said, half-asking.“Mm,” Benjamin replied, not denying it.I thought to ask why but stopped, noticing his mood seemed off. I kept quiet, guessing it had to do with Freddie. After the scene today, anyone could tell something was wrong.That man just wouldn’t let me find p
Lessie's POV Benjamin paused mid-sip, looking up with a small smile at Lucy's words."Yes, yes, yes, it's truly the boss. How could Lucy claim to know Lessie best when the boss knew her long before she started working here?" one of the others chimed in, prompting nods from the rest.They all turned to Charlotte with smirks.Charlotte frowned, shooting Benjamin a glare, which only made everyone laugh."Charlotte, don't tell me you're going to challenge the boss? Just admit he knows Lessie better," Lucy teased, sticking her tongue out playfully."Who said I would do that?" Charlotte retorted, though her expression betrayed her.I chuckled.Just then, that same uneasy feeling crept over me, it was Freddie again, and he was angry. What on earth was wrong with this man?Before I knew it, Freddie was already beside me, pulling me to my feet by the hand.I frowned and yelled, "What are you doing?"The other customers turned to watch. I was sure they were silently annoyed by the disturbance.
Lessie's POV I still didn’t care. I just wanted to leave quickly, but Mr. Rodriguez, who should’ve been on his way to his office, suddenly came back. Maybe he’d noticed the commotion.“Mr. Benjamin, shouldn’t you join for the meal? After all, we’re all partners, and Mr. Freddie just wants to create a stronger bond,” Mr. Rodriguez said, his message unmistakable.None of us bought what Mr. Rodriguez was saying. What sort of “bond” could someone like Freddie be interested in creating?Benjamin stopped, so I had to stop too, even though I wanted to pull him away.“Uh, yes. You’re right,” Benjamin nodded, and my shoulders slumped.Mr. Rodriguez turned to me with a smile. “Mr. Benjamin has already agreed, so I’m sure you have no problem joining the meal, right?”Since Benjamin had already agreed, I just nodded. “No problem,” I mumbled.“You all can go,” I said, looking sadly at my colleagues.I’m not sure if Benjamin misread my sadness, because the next thing I knew, he was turning to Fred
Lessie's POV The cab drove straight to the company.This was my first time here, as we had only met Mr. Rodriguez at his social party before now.My colleagues must have already arrived. The meeting was scheduled for 10 a.m., and I was twenty minutes early.I approached the secretary’s desk and gave her my name.“Ah, Mrs. Green? This is where you’ll wait until the CEO is ready to see you,” she said, gesturing towards an entrance.I wasn't exactly sure where to go, as she only pointed in a general direction, but I couldn’t ask her for more help since she had to stay at her post. Luckily, just then, someone passed by, and the secretary asked them to guide me to the waiting area.“Thank you,” I said politely before following the person.When I arrived, I saw my colleagues were already there. As soon as they spotted me, they called out in unison.“Lessie is here!”I scratched my head apologetically. “Sorry I’m a bit later than you guys.”I’m usually punctual for work events, and this was