“Where is Max?!” Eric yells into the hallway. “Send him to me!”Gareth follows Eric as he storms back to his office.“Sir, Max left with Mrs Ally.” Gareth tries to break the news in a way that would not make Eric even more furious.Eric comes to a dead stop and swings around to face Gareth.“What?” Eric gives Gareth a cold hard stare. “When?”“It seems that Max packed Mrs Ally’s things and took her out the door the moment you told her to leave.” Gareth keeps his voice calm even though Eric seems to get more furious with every second.“He took her from the house?” Eric asks harshly.“Yes, sir.” Gareth says. “We tried to track them but both their phones are switched off.”Eric pulls his phone from his pocket and dials Max’s number. He waits a second and then swears under his breath as he dials Ally’s new number. Again, he swears and thrusts the phone back into his pocket.“Find them!” Eric bellows and storms back to his office.Eric goes to stand behind his desk. He looks at the tray of
Megan leaves the office and heads to Eric’s office. She walks past two ladies in the hallway, cleaning as if they did not see her. There is a very tense atmosphere in the house. Meg has not seen Bennet even once, which she is very grateful for.Meg taps on Eric’s door and enters before he could invite her in. Eric glares at Meg. Meg walks up to his table as if she isn’t phased by his death stare. Inside, her heart is beating rapidly. She knows that she may disappear any moment. She has been told this much when she got here the first time. It was her main motivation to get away.Meg places the diary in front of Eric. He does not take his eyes off her.“What is this?” Eric asks as cold as his heart feels.“This is your mother’s diary. It would do you really good to read it.” Meg tells Eric. There is a lot more confidence in her voice than she feels in her heart. “And this, is your marriage certificate.” Meg continues, placing the piece of paper on the diary. Eric breaks his stare from M
Eric sits in his top floor office. He looks at yet another email from a private investigator telling him that they could not find his wife in the last year. She has covered her tracks perfectly and there is no sign of her. They have searched everywhere.Eric has been searching for her for the last year. He spared no costs when it came to finding her, yet, she still has to be found.The restaurant downstairs is up and running again. Eric cannot imagine how he would have survived the last year if it hadn’t been for him starting up the restaurant again. He worked non-stop. When he had a few moments, he spent them finding new private investigators to search for Ally. It has been the longest and busiest year of his life.He stares out of the large floor to ceiling windows that make up most of the top floor outside walls. He loves his office here. It looks more like an open plan apartment than an office really.In the large open space, he put his desk and shelves with books and files, in th
Eric feels furious.Divorce Agreement?There is no way in hell he would ever sign it. Ally is his wife. He spent the last year searching for her. He will most certainly never let her go again. Eric stands in front of the window where Ally has a full view of him. He looks up at her and tears the document in shreds. He turns and dumps it into his trashcan. Ally looks at Eric and starts to laugh. She turns around and leaves her office.Eric looks back at the cube invitation that Ally sent him. He walks over to it and removes the dome. He picks the fork up and gives the one bite cube a closer look. It looks exactly like the Ally’s Lips he invented. Eric decides to take a chance on tasting it. If Ally tries to poison him, he is sure it would be better than getting divorced anyway.Eric puts the fork into his mouth. The initial taste is exactly that of the dish he invented. Ally’s Lips. He savours the tastes in his mouth. Every layer leaving a different sweetness on his tongue. He swallows
Erick walks across the street, back to his own restaurant. He does not go through the kitchen as he always does. He takes the elevator directly to his office. He is still furious at Ally for handing him a new set of divorce documents. He tore them up and placed them back in the envelope which he left on the table. As he walks into his office, he sees the waiter entering Ally’s office across the street. The lights in his office are still off, which gives him the benefit of being unseen. He stands and stares as Ally receives the envelope from the waiter and carefully looks inside. She shakes her head and angrily walks to the dustbin where she tosses it away with a little more force than necessary. Eric cannot help but laugh at how angry Ally seems. Did she really think he would just sign the documents? Surely, she must know better than that. Eric remembers choking on the bite-sized Ally’s Wrath the woman sent him. He is very glad she did not see him choking on her bitter hatred. She wo
“Get out!” Eric instructs the woman. How dare she set foot in his office? Or anywhere near him for that matter?Megan gets out of Eric’s seat and walks seductively towards him. He has no emotion in his expression as he watches Megan approach him. She comes to stand in front of him and gently rubs her hand over his chest.“Just go ahead and get divorced. I will take her place and be the wife you deserve.” Megan tells Eric. Eric can feel the anger rise in his chest. He takes a step back and walks around Megan to his desk.“Get out.” He tells her again.“We can do it Eric. We can have a small private ceremony and I can give you a son within the next year.” Megan tries again. Eric does not look at her. He busies himself with the paperwork on his desk.“Nobody even has to know. The press did not report on the wedding and there are no pictures of the two of you anywhere in the media. We can absolutely pull it off. After all, your mother chose me.” Megan is suddenly scared that she pushed it
Ally is furious. Eric is behaving like a child. Writing ‘NO’ on the divorce documents in a red marker like a toddler. Ally tears the document up and throws it in the trash. The trash has seen more divorce documents in this last two weeks than any other trash can ever.Ally stares at Eric from her office window. He looks so relaxed and unphased. Ally wants to scream at him. She wants to slap him across the face and tell him that he had no right to treat anyone the way he treated her, ever. The more Ally stares at him, the angrier she gets. How can he just sit at his desk working as if nothing is going on.Eric meets her gaze for a second and returns to his work, laughing. What the hell is he laughing about? Ally turns on her heel and storms out of her office. She takes the elevator to the bottom floor and walks through the restaurant with purpose. The kitchen manager tried to speak to her but she just powered past him. Two waiters also tried to talk to her in the main dining area but
Ally’s words are like a knife to Eric’s heart. He stares at her in shock. The tears running down her cheeks are like salt in the wound. Eric lifts a hand to wipe the tears from Ally’s cheek. She pushes his hand away. He takes a step closer to her and she immediately takes a step backwards.“Ally. I didn’t know.” Eric tries to tell her that he searched for her but his voice breaks and he cannot get any more words out. Ally knows instinctively what he wanted to tell her and shakes her head as she finally gives into the tears she has been holding back for so long.“You do not get to choose which part of my life you want to be a part of. You cannot come and go as you please. Just sign the damn papers so I can have my freedom back.” Ally tells him through sobs.Eric looks at her for a long moment. His heart is breaking. He cannot look at her anymore. She now reminds him of ever mistake he made in his life, ever.“I do not want to divorce you.” Eric tells Ally in a last attempt to keep his