Pearl's POV.“Jesus!” My brother shouts as he parks in front of me, I'm sitting on the roadside. Alone, at the spot where I told him I'd be waiting for him.He throws a jacket over my body. I'm still in my nightwear. I didn't notice it when I left the house, the evening breeze brushing my skin brought my awareness to what I was wearing. He helps me up and leads me to his car. I enter the passenger seat and he circles the car to the driver's side.He helps me buckle the seat belt. “Thank you for coming out,” I say to him.He scoffs, “You’re thanking me for coming to save my sister when she's in danger, I'm getting up by three am to cook for you if you have those weird pregnancy cravings,” He laughs but I don't.“What happened?” He asked me.I don't even know where to start explaining all that happened. So I decided to keep it short.“My marriage is over,” There's no humor in my voice.“By one am in the morning?” The surprise in Paul's tone was evident.“Unfortunately, Yes,” He huffs
Fabian's POV.For the first time, in my own house, I feel uneasy. As I walk down the stairs, the only thing I think of is how to face My wife.Even though she did me dirty first-only God knows how many times-but I can't shake off the weight of fear in my chest.I meet an empty kitchen as I step inside, which is unlikely but that's not the problem, my gaze lands on the paper, and I see she's already signed it. I thought she was going to make things difficult for me, that's why I brought my secretary to spite her. It worked. I shouldn't feel bad. She cheated first. She violated our vows and made a fool out of me publicly. I tried to give her a chance she didn't deserve but she didn't want it, she still wanted to lie. Keeping me in the dark about her escapades. I've released my hold on her wings. She can fly the way she wants now. I'll not hold her down anymore.I go to the coffee machine and make a quick coffee. It took me summoning so much courage to come out of my room this morning,
Pearl's POV.“The police station I called is thirty minutes away from here, if they drive faster they’ll get here in twenty five minutes. You have a chance to leave before the police comes and I'll tell them the criminal ran away. Your choice.” My father goes back to lifting the dumbbells. Obviously unbothered after calling the police on me. Not like I expected much from a man who has confessed too many times that I can count that he doesn't like me. I just wonder what he really sees when he looks at me.I've thought about that a lot.“I'm not leaving, even if the police comes. I'll go with them. I'll still say what I said earlier, I want you to take me back, I'm ready to be the daughter you want,” I know I've confessed something shocking when he drops the dumbbells.“What do you know about the daughter I want?” “A smart, brave, confident and attractive woman, that can represent the Hughes family,” I roll on my knees as it starts hurting.“You think you have all the qualities to be a
Pearl's POV.My brother insisted that I enjoyed my last ‘Normal’ weekend with him, so we snuck out to his penthouse that was located in the suburbs of town. He said it was his hiding place, away from Dad and the rest of the world.He said my Dad doesn't know about this place, which is shocking to me. My brother has his ways of getting away with things. He was coming to see me for seven years and he was never caught. The contract came earlier than I expected and some of the rules my father added were mean, things like; I wasn't allowed to use any of the family properties, like jets, houses, anything that belonged to the Hughes family without his consent or permission. It's not like those rules mattered to me. I've lived like that for seven years and here I am, breathing, living. Why can't I do it here? I just felt a little awkward when I saw the phrase in the contract. I'll live like a stranger in my own home.“I can't remember the last time I did this,” I say. The scorching sun heate
Pearl's POV. My First day at the office in Dad's company is more chaotic than I envisioned.Everyone is so busy, my brother slips into character and I must say I admire him. I know he is smart, but I didn't know he was wicked smart. “Ms. Pearl, are you paying attention?” my brother snaps his finger at me.“Yes, Sir,” I nod, uncrossing my legs. He shoots me a fleeting smirk before putting back on his facade.My brother keeps elaborating on the recent project of the company, he assigned roles to each worker, only a handful of workers are in this meeting, this meeting consists of only senior workers. According to him, there's a board meeting in thirty minutes.He wanted to orient the workers about their new roles to enhance the project.After the meeting, everyone starts leaving and my brother calls me back.Since no one is here I can call him Paul, “What's up, Paul,” I ask. His features are stern.“I want to give you a real chance to shine. This meeting I just held wasn't really neces
Fabian's POV.“Welcome sir,” My secretary greets me as I head back to the office.I just wave her off.“Is everything okay, Sir?” She asks following behind me.I snap my neck at her, “I'm good,” The firmness in my voice makes her flinch back in fear. I walk through the door of my office. My cheek is still hurting from the slap my wife gave me.I don't know who is stealing the air in my lungs or is my tie trying to strangle me, I angrily pull off my tie and toss it to the side.She has no remorse, did she even love me? She moved on so fast! I can't walk freely in my house without seeing her everywhere. In my head, in the kitchen, on the bed, our separation has taken a toll on me. And she doesn't even seem to care! I cough, I quickly get my handkerchief and clean off the blood off my mouth. I take out my pills from my pocket, throw them inside my mouth, gulp some water from the water bottle and swallow.I hear a knock and I look up, when i see who it is I look back down, “Hello, you'v
Pearl's POV.“That's him right there,” Paul points to a corner in the restaurant.“He looks serious,” I say. I stop myself from saying the obvious; that the guy is more handsome than I expected. Warm, Copper Brown hair like his brother, but his is longer and bonded in a small ponytail, brooding shoulders. Razor sharp jawline, fixed nose.“He plays a big role in the family business, he should be serious,” “I’m so nervous about this arrangement, Paul,” I rub my arm with my palm.“I wish I could help. Do you have any idea?” “Set the restaurant on fire?” I say looking out the window.“You want to burn your future husband to death, I think you're the serious one now.” He takes my hand, “Don't worry, go I'll stick around, when you're done just text me,” “Thank you. You don't know much your support means to me,” “Stop thanking me silly, and please be nice to your future husband and my future brother in-law, he might be a better guy than you think, a guy who's early to his date in my own
Pearl's POV.The past couple weeks haven't been all rosy, but I could cope. Even when my dad gave me overload, difficult tasks to handle, I smashed it.Told myself that if he wants to see me fail he'll wait forever. I didn't faint when I was told I'll be making my first public appearance with Philip as his girlfriend. Not like I cared about what Fabian would think of me, he'd already called me a liar and a cheat. I wasn't just comfortable with the idea for my own sake.But now, looking at Him, in his arms the same secretary that he brought to our bed, I'm having murder thoughts. And if I ground my teeth harder than this I may not have one by the end of today.“Here,” Philip comes in front of me blocking my view of Fabian, he hands me a glass of wine, the bastard is too busy chatting with his assistant he doesn't even realize I'm staring at him. I immediately gulp the wine.“Woah, woah, woah, You're not supposed to drink that at once,” “I'm sorry,” I berge. Philip grimaces. “Are you
Fabian's POV.After picking my Mom from the cell, I don't need to ask her why she did what she did because she won't give me a reasonable answer. I just drop her off at her house and head back to the office. It's already enough headache I'm dealing with in my life, I can only try to reduce my headaches.I toss my suit jacket on the desk as I walk into the room. I pick up a bottle of water from my mini fridge and drink. It's been so distressing and annoying how much I have to worry about myself and my Mom too. I throw some pills into my mouth and use the water to wash it down.There comes a soft knock on my door, “Come in,” I say. Stopping myself from thinking about whom it may be.Stephanie walks in, her pretty face is in order, but there's an edge of something…concern, Maybe.“What happened?” She asks, ambling close to me.“Nothing I couldn't take care of.” I reply, casually.“Do you have to be like this all the time with me?” By this time she's standing so close behind the desk. I
Fabian's POV.After picking my Mom from the cell, I don't need to ask her why she did what she did because she won't give me a reasonable answer. I just drop her off at her house and head back to the office. It's already enough headache I'm dealing with in my life, I can only try to reduce my headaches.I toss my suit jacket on the desk as I walk into the room. I pick up a bottle of water from my mini fridge and drink. It's been so distressing and annoying how much I have to worry about myself and my Mom too. I throw some pills into my mouth and use the water to wash it down.There comes a soft knock on my door, “Come in,” I say. Stopping myself from thinking about whom it may be.Stephanie walks in, her pretty face is in order, but there's an edge of something…concern, Maybe.“What happened?” She asks, ambling close to me.“Nothing I couldn't take care of.” I reply, casually.“Do you have to be like this all the time with me?” By this time she's standing so close behind the desk. I
Pearl's POV.Ever Since my conversation with Philip, I'd asked myself questions. Deep, important questions that I've never really stopped to ask myself. Questions like, what do I want? What's the next step? After a divorce so devastating and heartbreaking after leaving a man you've learned to love and depend on all your life. I can't have this baby and have Philip, I've already tasted his patience enough. He's been kind to me, so I did something. I called the Doctor and asked her if it would be possible to have this abortion before Saturday. That's my engagement party. He'll lose his mind if he finds out about this baby. He's trusted me. A luxury I shouldn't have from him, given my history with his family. When I just think about him, in all of this, I don't want to hurt him. I don't. He trusts me, I don't want to break that trust. I wish there was a better way out of this situation, I'll take it without blinking twice.If I fail my dad and God forbid he sends me away, Now he's trus
Pearl's POV.“Hi,” I say once I climb onto the stool next to Philip.“Pearl,” His eyes sparkle. “Thank you for joining me,” the sides of his cheek deepens revealing his dimples. He's dressed casually, in a T-shirt and jeans. Just like me.“It's My pleasure,” I say.“So, what would you like to have?” He asks, looking between the ready-at-our-service waiter. He has ordered a drink for himself.“Please, if they have water I'd like to have water for now.” “Okay,” Philip nods, not immensely satisfied with my answer but he signals the waiter to bring it.The waiter goes to the fridge, retrieves a can of water and drops it in front of me.“Thank you,” I say to him but he doesn't wait and goes to the other side of the counter to serve his waiting customers.The bar is filled with people. Neon lights light up the places from corners. Low chattering mixed with low music fills the place.“If you're not okay, sitting here. We could go down to one of the tables,” Philip chirps.“It's okay, I like
Pearl's POV.After confronting Stephanie, the bubbling energy I had somewhere in me dissipated. Every other thing that happened from then on around me has just been a blur.I hold tightly on the last string of my self-control, not to give in to the anger and bitterness that I'm feeling and do something I'll regret later. That was why he was distant, he'd been sleeping with his secretary and yet I was the cheating and unfaithful wife. He'd been intimate with her, while I was left alone at home. Wallowing in pain and hurt, longing for him to come home. His side of the bed grew cold, for days, weeks, months. And the last time we got intimate the next thing he said after he came down from his high was ‘Pearl, give me a child’ I'd never forget that.I felt guilty and useless when I saw the pain in his eyes. I so wanted to be pregnant that minute, just to see the smile I'd longed for. For us to be happy again and become the couple we used to be.Not long after, he'd kicked me out after bri
Pearl's POV.Closing my room door, I turn to move but once I hear “Pearl,” I pause in my tracks the moment I hear my name. It's not just about hearing my name. I know it's my Dad. He strides towards me from a near distance in the hallway while I'm standing at the front of my room door.“Dad, Good morning,” I readjust my bag over my shoulders. “You're not going to work today,” I want to ask what I've done but he puts his hand in his pocket and I just wait for what he's about to say. He brings out a card, “Here, take this,” I stretch my hand and take the card. “I've called HR to let them know you're not coming to work. Go and do some shopping with the card, I have somewhere to take you later this evening,” at first I'm confused, then shocked and overwhelmed. My father has been very strict with me since I came back home. He'd give me work overload and not one approval have I ever gotten from anything I did and all of a sudden he's giving me the day off? That's strange.“Thanks, Dad,”
Pearl's POV.Monday.My legs almost wobble when I see my ex-husband and his mother standing in front of Betty's table, but I quickly hide behind the nearest table so they don't see me.I didn't know Betty understood sign language that fast because I didn't know what she told them and poof! They'd disappeared. Betty is my life saver this morning.The first question I asked myself once I saw them was, why are they here? To cause more chaos in my life. Then I remember! They must've seen the news, and Fabian must be looking for me to express his disappointment in person. I don't need to hear whatever he thinks he has to say. I did betray him. When I come out of my hiding place after I'm sure they've gone, I dust my arm and hair that I stuck under the table.“Pearl, what did you do to that man? Because the fire in his eyes when he said ‘Tell her Fabian Barlow was here’ is no joke. It was intense.” I smile tightly, “it's a long story. You'll get bored.” “Na.” She waves me off, “I don't
Fabian's POV.Monday.“Fabian!” My mother walks through the doors of my office when I'm talking to a client.I facepalm, “Mother, I am currently in the middle of something…” “Have you seen the news?!” She asks. Anger and devastation take another color on her face. My mother and I may not agree on a lot of things but the last thing I want is for her to be distressed.“What happened?” I ask, rising from behind the desk.“Pearl is Tucker Hughes's daughter!” I'm stunned immobile, speechless. “How do you know that?”“Philip's family announced their son's engagement and his betrothed fiancee is your ex-wife and she's the only daughter of the Hughes household.” She pauses before saying, “Did you know that all long?” My head is suddenly in an overdrive, “What? That's not possible, Pearl said she doesn't have a family. There's no way she's his daughter.” “Why don't you pick up your phone and see for yourself, I knew that girl was a lying bitch but how could she?” “Mr. Fabian, I see you're
Pearl's POV. Morning sun streams into my face, my eyes flutter open.Waking up on a Sunday morning. I feel so exhausted even when I didn't do anything that should make me this exhausted.Maybe I know why I'm exhausted. I hold my abdomen. “Good morning, Sunshine,” a small smile touches my lips. “Another day to be sneaky,” I toss the sheets off my body, I drop my feet on the floors. Walk into the bathroom to do my business. When I'm done, I take a look at myself. I slept in pink drawstring shorts and a white see-through singlet.I drag the singlet up to have a look at my body. I've longed for this feeling. To wake up in the morning, and know that my baby is growing inside me. What do I do now? I've had a hard time telling Philip the truth. I don't know who to trust with this secret. Who to tell.I let go of my grip on the singlet and walk out of the toilet. I go straight to the kitchen to have some milk. The aroma of different food spices assaults my nose as I enter the kitchen. My