Who was that?Celine’s povIt was already thirty minutes past the normal close of school. I knew too well not to keep Henry waiting, so I briefly closed the files and adjourned all unresolved issues to the next working day. I needed to go pick up my child. Over time, I had developed a routine of dropping him off and picking him up from school myself. I could easily hire the services of countless staff if I chose to, but I wouldn’t leave my son in the care of another when I was around and in good health.Henry was worth more to me than anything I had ever acquired, and so he was always my top priority. I hired a nanny and a cook just to please Evelyn, but their duties were strictly limited to my orders.“What’s going on there?” I asked Levi, who was also stunned by the crowd of people gathered in the middle of the road just after the traffic light. It was a wrong place for such a crowd, unless something bad had happened. I felt the urge to instruct Levi to drive around the crowd and he
Her PlansI mean, how was I to come up with the story that his father was alive and living in New York? A city I hated because it carried nostalgic feelings and scars. Moreover, I wouldn’t start telling him how his father treated me and the resentment I harbored towards him. That would only be catastrophic for his tender heart, and I won’t let that happen.My heart never stopped pounding, thousands of thoughts clouding my reasoning. I wasn’t ready to drag my son into this fight. He was out of it and should remain so. However, I can’t deny the fact that he is still his blood. Harry was still his father. Crouching to meet his level, I planted a loving kiss on his forehead.“Cutie, your dad is somewhere very far away from this earth, but he loves you very much,” I said, a slight grin on my face.I never knew how those words were composed so quickly, but deep down, I was pricked for lying to him. He was far too tender to absorb the truth that his father didn’t care about him or value his
Her return“Mum, who were you yelling at? Did Auntie Evelyn wrong you?” His calm voice pulled me out of my thoughts, and I almost had a heart attack. I quickly turned to him, a grin on my face. “No, cutie, I wasn’t shouting at Auntie. We were just discussing something important,” I assured him.“Is that my little pumpkin over there? Please come over, Auntie wants to see you.”Henry chuckled as he went to pick up the iPad I had dropped on the bed, a smile spreading across his face as he greeted her.“Hello, Auntie, I’m glad you called. Mummy said something cool about my dad,” he smiled, tilting his head towards me, as if seeking my approval.I giggled back at him, his dimples on full display as he smiled, then tilted his head back to Evelyn, who was patiently waiting in anticipation for what he had to say.“Mum said Uncle Levi could be my dad. Isn’t that cool?”“Of course, little pumpkin! Do you like the idea?”“Yes, Auntie! Uncle Levi is such a handsome man and would be perfect for
DivorceCeline povIt was our third anniversary, and I was overwhelmed. I have long awaited and anticipated this day. I was going to try to win my husband's love.Sure, I knew that my marriage was going to work, even if it's not been a bed of roses for these three years. I was determined and undeterred in my pursuit of a happy and loving home full of emotions and everything good I had even imagined.I woke up that morning feeling relieved and full of existence, and without hesitation, I hurried with the chores, freshened up, and made his favorite meal.When I was done, I hurriedly checked in the Glorcies store to get his favorite wine when I noticed we ran out of it in the wine chamber.I almost stormed into a moving vehicle in an attempt to hasten up the preparation and setting before his arrival from his weekend business trip.Entering the mansion, I paused to take a deep breath, tapping my chest and reaffirming that plans were in place and it was going to work out. I knew Harry wou
PregnantI left the house almost in a hurried state with no clue of where to go from there. We had no property in our name, and Harry had refused to get one after the demise of my mother.With no clue in view, I decided to check into a hotel with the little savings left. I hailed a cab and went straight to the hotel.Hopefully, I got a room for a considerable amount and it fit my budget, so I paid for two days with not enough money left to sustain me for the time frame while I chased an alternative plan.Entering the room, I threw myself mercilessly on the bed, and tears welled down voluntarily. I sobbed uncontrollably until there were no more tears left. My eyes were red and puffy. My entire look was a mess. Lying there, I wished my family were never poor. If I were from a rich home, he wouldn't have humiliated me the way he did. The urge to end my life surged, but it was withheld when I thought of my childhood ambitions of being a successful jewelry designer to make my mom proud. Un
REJECTEDWithout any delay, Evelyn and I hailed a cab to Harry's house, hoping to break the news to him and, hopefully, that he might take me back. We arrived only to find the gate locked with new padlocks. It seemed no one was in the building; the cars, security, and gatekeeper were all gone.I was stunned by the sight, and so was Evelyn. Our gazes locked, and I could only gasp.“What’s happening? Why does it look like Harry has vacated this premises? It doesn’t look like anyone is here,” Evelyn asked in a concerned tone, her fears evident in her expression.I was shocked, my heart racing, and my lips parted. I couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Having been married to Harry for three years, this had always been our home—his only property that I knew about. If he had truly relocated or vacated this property, where could he have gone? Harry was a very reclusive person; he liked doing his things without involving anyone.I was left in the dark about whatever he did. I was clueless
Harry's POV I have never loved her from the beginning; I just took advantage of her mother's illness to marry her as orchestrated by my mother to execute our revenge. She is a loving and hardworking woman who happened to be a victim of my revenge plan. Poor her, having to pay for the sins of her mother. I must admit that during the first year of our marriage, I was nearly falling for her love. She wouldn't stop trying to win me over—family dinners I barely attended, house chores, the laundry, early morning routines. She did all these regularly, but I never let them affect me because I had always wanted to inflict pain on her, not the other way around. Loving her was against the plan, as I was already married to Lily and had a son with her. I hid my real family from everyone, including my friends, to ensure my legitimate wife, Lily, would not learn about my fake contract marriage with Celine. The marriage was fake and remained hidden until our third anniversary when I decided to gi
JOBWe stopped and waited for the guy to approach. It seemed his eyes had been on us from the moment we entered the bar.He approached and stood in front of us, scrutinising us from head to toe. When he met our gaze, he smirked victoriously and left.“So, psychos also come to this joint?” I asked, turning to Evelyn, who was also shocked by the guy's performance.The joint looked decent, so I wasn't expecting to see such a stunt pulled on us.“Are you sure you are safe with this job?” Evelyn asked in a concerned tone, having witnessed the scene earlier.I tapped her shoulder. “Yes, I can. It's just for the time being. I will be resigning as soon as another job shows up,” I spoke calmly. “Not that I have a choice,” I added with a smile.She watched for a while. “Just make sure you are safe,” she said, her tone filled with emotion.“Anyway, I spoke with my friend, and she accepted you to stay in the vacant room in her place. I have already paid for six months. You will be staying there