FIVE YEARS LATER
"Give me my pencil, Archie!"
"I don't have your pencil, Ayla. Stop accusing me wrongly."
"I saw you going through my bag."
"Liar!"
"Mum!"
Giselle heaved a sigh as she walked out of the kitchen with the little towel she was using to wipe her hands.
"What is going on?" she asked as she picked up Archie's school bag and zipped it up.
"Archie took my pencil," Ayla cried.
"She is lying," Archie defended.
"I saw you going through my bag!" she yelled.
"Liar!"
"Enough, please. Ayla, I will buy you a new pencil," Giselle said, taking a seat on the only sofa in their room and helping Archie wear his bag.
"Me too, Mum," Archie said.
"You have your own!" Ayla snapped.
"Ayla, stop yelling at your brother," Giselle cautioned.
She dropped her gaze. "Sorry, Mum."
Giselle sighed as she brought Ayla closer and helped her with her bag. They were both in their uniforms, ready for school, and they were already late.
Giselle was late as well for her job.
"No yelling. I am older than you," she heard Archie whisper to Ayla.
"Archie," Giselle warned.
"Sorry, Mum."
She stood up and walked towards the nightstand where her purse was. She picked it up and returned to them.
She took out some money and handed it to them.
"Buy pencils and cookies, but you must eat your lunch. If you bring back your lunch, I will stop giving you money for cookies. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, Mum," they replied in unison.
"Good. I love you both so much," she said, kneeling close to them and placing kisses on their temples.
"We love you too," they echoed.
Giselle smiled as she arranged their uniforms.
"Pay attention in class and?" she asked.
"Ask questions when you don't understand," they completed.
"Good. That's my angels. No fighting. You both are one. I don't want fights."
"Yes, Mum."
"Let's go, let's go. You both are late already," she urged, standing up as they picked up their lunch boxes. She grabbed her bag, and they walked out of the room, locking the door behind them.
They headed downstairs.
It had been five years already, which felt super fast. Her babies were growing and were now students. Thanks to Blaire, her best friend, Giselle was able to work as a cleaner in the hospital where she had given birth to her kids without worrying too much about them.
The past years had been peaceful, a little less stressful, and joyful, thanks to her children. They gave her strength every single day.
Her children were non-identical twins. Archie had her brown eyes, while Ayla had hazel eyes, which Giselle assumed came from the stranger. Initially, she felt hurt whenever she looked at Ayla, but she had learned to love it. Ayla was her daughter, and Giselle knew she couldn't feel that way whenever she looked at her.
She loved Ayla regardless.
None of her kids looked like Xavier, which was another confirmation that they were not his children. This thought gave her a very horrible feeling, as they reminded her of her mistakes.
But she had managed to swallow it and move on.
The deed had already been done.
There was no changing it.
They couldn't turn back the hands of time. It was impossible to go backward.
They just had to pick up the remaining pieces of their lives and move on.
However, Giselle still hoped for a miracle.
She hoped to see Xavier again.
She missed him so much. Despite the past years, she was still in love with him.
Sometimes she wondered what he must be doing. Did he get married again? Did he have kids now?
Giselle tried to stop herself from thinking about that. It only hurt her. But she knew he deserved to be happy.
She didn't deserve him.
She had been a bad wife.
They reached the hospital gates, and Giselle stopped a tricycle for them to enter. The ride took only two minutes, and they arrived at the school. She sat in the tricycle and watched as they walked into their school.
"Bye, sweeties!" she called, waving at them.
They waved back.
After the children entered, Giselle returned to the hospital and paid the driver before walking into the hospital compound.
She paused at the sight of almost all the nurses and some doctors outside, reading something on the wall.
Curiosity piqued, she walked closer to them.
What was going on?
Her phone rang, and she took it out of her purse. It was Nikki.
She answered the call and placed the phone to her ear as she stood next to the crowd.
"Blaire,"
"Giselle, you’ve heard, right?" Blaire asked.
"Heard... what?" Giselle trailed off, glancing at the sign on the wall.
It read, "HOSPITAL BUILDING SOLD. ALL WORKERS ARE TO VACATE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE."
Oh no.
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"I am so devastated right now, Blaire," Giselle said, heaving a sigh as she relaxed on the sofa.
"I know. You should be. I mean, it's your source of income we are talking about here. You are just one step away from the streets," Blaire said, making the situation feel even more dire.
"What am I going to do? I’ve been thinking about it and trying to come up with a plan, but I end up with nothing," Giselle almost cried.
"I told you I already have a plan," Blaire said.
Giselle sighed. "What's the plan?"
"You will get a good-paying legal job through illegal means. Which means you need a forged certificate to get the job," Blaire explained.
Giselle's jaw dropped. "What?"
"I know a friend who can help you," Blaire said.
"No, I am not doing that. I don't want to get into trouble," Giselle replied.
"You are not going to get into trouble. I promise," Blaire assured her.
Giselle stared at her, and Blaire gave her a nod.
*******
DAYS LATER....
AT LENS MASTERPIECE COMPANY.....
"Good day, sir," Giselle greeted.
"Call me Rob," he said, smiling at her and showcasing his perfect makeup. He offered her a seat on the sofa opposite him.
"Your documents, please," he demanded.
Giselle handed him her file nervously, feeling her legs ache to run out of there before something went wrong.
"Calm down, Kim," Blaire's voice echoed in her head.
"Impressive," Rob complimented, still reviewing her documents.
Giselle forced a smile.
"What position can you work perfectly in?" he asked, looking at her.
She opened her mouth to speak, but the door opened, revealing the last person she expected to see there.
It was Xavier.
Giselle froze.
Xavier was focused on the file in his hands.This was real. Giselle thought."Oh, good day, Sir," Rob said, standing to his feet.Sir? Giselle thought.She looked back at Xavier. He hadn't noticed her yet; he was still busy with the file. She stood slowly, scanning his appearance. He was dressed in a very expensive blue suit, looking very different and...And more handsome."Hello, Rob," he said.A lump formed in Giselle’s throat at the sound of his voice."How was your night?" he asked."Awesome, sir. The interview started a few minutes ago," Rob replied, which made Xavier look up from his file. His eyes first went to Rob and then at Giselle.His face twitched.It was really him."Xavier," she called, staring at him with emotions in her eyes."What the hell?" he said, scowling at her.Her heart raced."What is this whore doing here?" he asked Rob, without looking away from her.A sting shot through her heart."Um... She is one of the many who came for the interview, sir," Rob stutter
Archie nodded. "I am thirsty. I want water," he said."Okay. Mummy will get you some," she replied, turning to the counter to pick up a cup. She filled it with water from the tap and walked toward her son.She handed the cup to him. He took it and drank it all, then handed back the cup."Thank you, Mum," he said."You are welcome, baby." She placed the cup back."Let's get you back to bed," she said as she led him back to the room. He climbed onto the bed, and she joined him.He stirred on the bed and placed his hand on her neck. She placed her hand on his body and kissed his temples."Good night, sweetie," she said."Goodnight, Mum," he replied.She moved her hand to Ayla and caressed her hair."Do it for your kids, Giselle," Blaire's words echoed in her mind.She heaved a sigh.---"Where are we going to, Mum?" Ayla asked as Giselle helped her with her pink dress."Yes, Mum, why aren't we wearing our uniforms?" Archie asked, already dressed in his blue t-shirt and black shorts."Tha
The files fell from her hands. The sound separated them from the kiss and attracted their attention toward her. "What the hell?" Arabella asked. Xavier scoffed mockingly. Giselle's heart ached again as she leaned down to pick up the files. The other girls joined to help her. "What incompetence," she heard Darlyn say. "What can I say, babe? People are always lousy, and they don't take their jobs seriously," Xavier replied, making Giselle look at him. He was gazing at Arabella and touching her face admiringly. Arabella scoffed. "Why don't you just fire them all?" Xavier chuckled. "Finding new employees can be stressful. You look very beautiful, by the way. I missed you," he said, smiling at her as he wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed her lips again. Like before, his eyes moved to Giselle. She dropped her gaze to the files she was picking up. She heard Xavier giggle. "I missed you too, babe," she said. More kissing sounds reached Giselle’s ears, adding to t
Xavier watched as Giselle stared at him with those beautiful brown eyes that brought back awful memories every time he looked into them. He found it hard to maintain his harshness whenever he met her gaze. It was difficult, but not impossible. He didn’t even understand why he had come out here. There she was. He couldn’t deny it: she was the only woman he had ever loved, the only woman he would do anything for. The fucking betrayer. A cheap, cheap slut. She stood before him, looking very lean and annoyingly vulnerable. Even back then, when she had been with him and he had nothing, she had looked better than the pathetic version of herself she was now. He still wondered how she had lived those past five years to become this awful. But he didn’t doubt that seeing her for the first time in five years had brought back those buried feelings. He thought her lover had left her, just as he had suspected. He had likely moved on to the next available housewife to fuck. The thought of t
“Did you see my ring on her finger? You remember it, don't you? That's my mother's diamond ring.""You had it, but you chose to defile it with your slutty ways.""But it is fine. It is now on the finger of a more beautiful and genuine woman. A celebrity model who suits my class and status."Giselle's heart tightened severely as Xavier’s awful words repeated in her mind. Tears rolled down her cheeks continuously as she focused her gaze on the road through the windows.She was currently on a bus, heading to Blaire’s place. It was late already, past closing hours. The night was cold because of the rain, and she didn't have an umbrella. According to the address Blaire had given her, she figured she would still have to walk in the rain to reach Blaire’s apartment.That was the least of her worries. She hated her life. She hated everything that was happening to her. She hated herself so much and regretted every bit of her actions from that fateful night five years ago. That night had ruined
“Bye, Mum!" Giselle's kids said in unison from the balcony for the fifth time that morning. They were waving at her, along with Blaire, who stood there with them.Giselle waved back before crossing the busy street. The street was a bit rowdy but better than where they used to live.She hadn’t slept well last night. It wasn’t because of the noise outside but because of her awful situation. She shared a room with her kids and spent the night staring at them, thinking about everything.She had started to kill her feelings for Xavier. It was going to take time, but she was trying.Giselle hoped today would be better than yesterday. She had to ignore all the negative thoughts and focus on work.Everything would be fine.She stood at the bus stop with other people, waiting for a bus. She glanced at her tiny wristwatch; it was seven o'clock. Rob had said Xavier came to work around eight, so she had just one hour.Actually, thirty minutes. She needed to be at work before Xavier. She really h
Xavier stood there, staring at his best friend, Mason, and his ex-wife, and all he could feel was rage about Mason’s hands on her. As the woman he once loved stood there, her gaze fixed downward, he couldn't help but think, *The bitch knows what she did.*"Xavier, hey," Mason said, making Xavier look at him."What is going on here?" Xavier asked, his voice sharp.Mason huffed. "Nothing. I was on my way to your office when this beautiful but quite familiar woman bumped into me." He glanced at her, but she kept her gaze down.Xavier scoffed, ignoring Mason's compliment. "Let me guess, you were once her lover?" he asked, noticing the pain flash across her face.He stared at her blankly.Mason scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous, man. I said she looks familiar. Certainly not in the way you're thinking."Xavier hummed. "I see. Well, she has a history of having lovers, which is why I thought of that when you said she is beautiful and familiar." He looked at her again. Her gaze remained downcast,
“Get that thing out of my office right now," Xavier ordered, feeling his blood boil.Giselle picked up the tray with the pieces of the shattered glasses and stood to her feet.Mason did the same. “Are you sure you are okay?" he asked Giselle. "Yes, thank you, sir," she replied, making Xavier scoff as she headed for the door."Babe, I am talking to you." Arabella caught his attention."I'm sorry, sweetie. I just can't tolerate nonsense in my office," he said, glancing at Mason.Mason heaved a sigh and walked towards Xavier's desk. "What the hell is your problem this morning, man?" he asked, taking a seat.Xavier didn’t respond."See what I told you, Arabella? Your husband-to-be woke up on the wrong side of the bed today," Mason said.Xavier threw him a glare."I can see that, Mason," Arabella said, dusting off an invisible speck on his suit and cupping his cheek. He rested his gaze on her hazel eyes, one of the things that had attracted him to her."But he had fun with me on the same
Cameron was Giselle's best friend.Giselle can’t believe Cameron is right in front of her.And she looked very different and beautiful.And in a lab coat.She had succeeded in becoming a doctor.Oh my gosh.Giselle couldn't stop staring at her. Cameron was staring back, but in a strange way.Wasn't she happy to see her?Rob pinched Giselle lightly, making her look at him. He moved his eyes, signaling her to pay attention.Giselle noticed everyone looking at her, including Xavier. She realized that she had just interrupted rudely.Oh gosh.Xavier scoffed.Giselle dropped her gaze."Forgive the insolence of my pathetic personal assistant, Mr. Vincent," Xavier said, making her clench the file and fight herself internally.She had gotten carried away."It is okay, Mr. Sheffield. I understand how incompetent employees can be," Mr. Vincent replied.Giselle sighed softly.Xavier let out a chuckle. "I am glad you do. This way, please." He led the way to what she thought was the meeting hall.
Giselle nodded. "Your boss dropped you?!" Blaire exclaimed. Giselle nodded again. "Yes." "Why? What happened to his anger and hatred towards you?" she asked. "I am as surprised as you are. But he said that if anything happens to me, it will be on his company. He doesn't want that. He didn't do it for me," Giselle replied. Blaire scoffed. "Yeah right. Giselle, your ex-husband still cares about you." Giselle shook her head. "I don't think so. What he said was a solid reason. He doesn't care about me." "But hold on, he knows where you live now?" Blaire pressed. Giselle shook her head, making Blaire furrow her brows. "I knew the kids would be on the balcony, so I made him drop me at the last building." "Wow. That's clever. Trust me, Archie would surely call after you if you had dropped here," Blaire said. "You’re talking as if I don't know my kids," Giselle replied. Blaire chuckled. "I couldn't risk it. I had to take him down there," Giselle said, removing the band from her ha
Giselle was dumbfounded at the sight of Xavier in his car, asking her to get in.Wait, did he really just... is he actually here? She asked internally. "Come on, shawty!" the men called, making her look their way. They were waving at her."Are you coming in or not?" Xavier asked.She quickly ran toward the passenger seat, opened the door, and entered.He started the car and drove away.Giselle let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.Her heart raced as the car moved.She couldn't believe she was in Xavier’s car. He actually came out for her.Is this real?This is real.She was actually in his car.He came out for her!Does this mean he cares about her?She looked at him.He was focused on the road.She withdrew her eyes from him, her heart still racing. It did mean that he cared about her.I mean, what other explanation could there be?She fiddled with her fingers as her heart kept twirling in excitement.She dropped her gaze on her bag. She should thank him.She should.He
Giselle’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of the loud thud on the table, and she jumped.Looking around, she recognized where she was instantly until her eyes fell on an angry-looking Xavier. Oh gosh."Seriously, Miss Harrison? Sleeping on duty?" he asked."I... I am sorry, sir," she stuttered as she moved her hands over the files and pulled the laptop closer. She felt his gaze on her, making her nervous.She couldn't even remember where she had stopped.Staring at the laptop screen and then at the files, her hands became sweaty.Oh geez."How long have you been sleeping?" he asked.She looked at him but dropped her gaze immediately."I asked you a question," he demanded."Fi... five minutes," she lied. She couldn't even tell how long it had been.But honestly, she had been way gone.And oh my God, it was dark outside!"Five minutes, huh?" he asked.She nodded."Or do you mean five hours?"She shook her head. "N... no, sir...""How many files have you typed so far?" he asked.She n
Xavier scoffed as she leaned down to pick up the files that had fallen from her hands while gawking at him.Or could she be drooling?Well, of course.She was drooling."Seriously, Miss Harrison? Are you always this clumsy, or did you get lost in your lousy imaginations?" he asked, walking toward the nightstand and picking up his lotion.He didn't get an answer from her."I asked you a question, Miss Harrison," he said without looking at her."I... I... am sorry," she stuttered, clearing her throat.He scoffed.He took some lotion in his palm, rubbed his hands together, and applied it to his body.He could feel her eyes on him.He guessed she was swimming in a pool of regrets right now. She must feel awful for leaving this for the stupid lover of hers.Smirking, he turned around and met her gaze, which was fixed downwards.She wasn't even staring at him.Seriously?She was just standing there with the files in her hands and... literally staring at them."What are you doing here?" he a
“Did you hear me?" Rob asked."I did but....""One of the company's drivers will take you. His house is not that far from here anyway," he said, typing on his laptop.Gosh. His house. I am going to his house. She said internally. "Hurry up and get the files," Rob said.She nodded slightly and walked toward the office.Entering, she moved toward the desk, picked up the files, and her eyes went to his portrait again.She wondered why he wanted her to come to his house. She hadn't been expecting this.Sighing, she walked out of the office with the files in her hands.She headed toward Rob’s desk."Go on, you are wasting time, Giselle. The driver is waiting downstairs," Rob said."Okay," she said, letting out a breath as she headed toward the elevator. She pressed the button, and the doors opened. She entered and pressed the button for the ground floor.The door closed, and she was taken down. She walked out of the elevator and exited the building.She spotted a black Escalade with the c
Giselle closed her eyes at the loud sound of Blaire’s voice."He did what now?" Blaire asked, sounding excited.Giselle shook her head. "It is not an exciting thing, Blaire.""Why not? Of course it is. Your grumpy ex-husband kissed you!""He returned to his angry mode right after. I mean, an angrier mode.""Oh," Blaire replied.Giselle heaved a sigh."Seriously?" Blaire asked."Yes. He sent me out of his presence, Blaire. I felt terrible. I felt like the worst thing on earth." Giselle almost cried."Calm down, girlfriend. Don't think too much about it."Giselle sighed again."It is really confusing. I mean, why did he kiss you?" Blaire asked."I don't know. I am confused too. The kiss was..." Giselle paused, thinking about how amazing it had been. His hands around her and the intensity of his lips moving roughly on hers."How was the kiss?" Blaire asked.Giselle sighed. "Unexplainable.""Could it be that he is still in love with you?" Blaire asked."I don't know, Blaire. But he has ma
Hunger.Rough mode.Desire.Passion.Longing.All of it was evident in this least expected kiss. His hands moved down from her cheeks and wrapped around her waist, and she easily gave in, kissing him back and running her fingers through his hair.It was still as soft as the last time she had touched it.He moved her to the other wall, pinning her against it, making her let out an involuntary moan as he continued kissing her. His lips took more of hers hungrily.Roughly.Her entire body was on fire.Her heart was practically dancing.She felt a familiar, long-lost feeling in between her legs.She couldn't believe what was happening. She didn't know what had gotten into him.She didn’t even want to think about it.This was amazing.His touch was always amazing.She had really missed it.She missed him so much.She ran her fingers through his hair more. The last thing she wanted was for this to end.She didn’t want it to end.Please don’t end. She begged internally. His lips moved down,
“What kid?" Xavier asked and terror washed over Giselle.He was looking at her, expecting an answer."No... nothing, sir," she stuttered."What kid are you talking about, Miss Harrison?" he insisted.Her heart felt like it was about to explode."Dude, chill," Mason said.Xavier shot him a glare, silencing him. Mason raised his hands in surrender.Xavier turned his attention back to Giselle.Terror washed over her again.She clenched her phone with her sweaty hand."I am listening, Miss Harrison," he said."I... my..." She cleared her throat, dropping her gaze."Have you lost your ability to speak?" he asked.She shook her head."Then tell me what kids you were talking about.""My... my neighbor's kids," she said, looking up at him.He raised his brows at her."I am their nanny," she lied.He scoffed. "Nanny?"She nodded."You work as a nanny as well," he said.She nodded again."Wow," Mason remarked, making her glance at him.He furrowed his brows, confused.She looked back at Xavier.