Gregory’s POV
I had barely left the office when the secretary came running to me, saying that a woman had been there claiming to be my wife. My blood boiled in my veins, but the moment I thought Emma might have seen what I was doing in the office with Alya, it immediately froze, almost making me stop breathing.
I rushed out of the building. It was as if Emma had vanished; no one saw her leave, so I assumed she had gone home. The entire way, I couldn’t stop thinking about it—about Alya and Emma. What, after all, had Emma been doing in my office?
It was one condition I had imposed on her: she was not about to set foot in my family’s company. I would only recognize her as my wife after she gave me a child, thus allowing me to finally secure my inheritance. But Emma had disobeyed me. Worse, she had gone to my office while Alya was there.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I recalled the day I negotiated with Mason to bu
Pov EmmaThat night, while I was having dinner alone, I heard Samantha telling the other staff that Gregory had gone to visit his grandfather. Everyone seemed to talk about nothing else but Edward’s return. It seemed like everyone feared him, including Gregory himself.My husband didn’t sleep at home that night. But I also didn’t call him urgently like I always did. I called the lawyer Gregory had made available to me and asked him for a big favor. I was going to give Gregory a beautiful surprise the next day, not caring whether he would hate me forever afterward.The next day, I went downstairs for breakfast and told Samantha that I would be going out and to let Gregory know when he arrived. The maid found the information strange, as it implied I would spend the entire day away from home, but she didn’t question me. Samantha was good company and was always around to make my days more bearable.I went back to the bedroom, took off
Gregory’s POVMy eyes fell on the objects on Emma’s bed, and what caught my attention and made my heart race was the shine of the ring, placed so delicately as if she had carefully arranged it to be the first thing I would see.“What the hell is going on here?”I muttered angrily as I lunged for the object and gripped it in my hands. I remembered putting that ring on Emma’s finger when she was still unconscious on the bed. We had just gotten married, and I was holding her injured in my arms. She was such a beautiful young woman that, for a moment, I felt lucky to have chosen her. But Emma had proven to be rebellious against the idea of being married to me.We were two strangers living under the same roof—me wanting my inheritance; her craving her freedom. Although our agreement was still six months from the end, I had thought more than once about divorcing her as soon as my grandfather passed away. I was sure he would die first, that Emma would soon give me a child, and I could rid my
Emma POVI never imagined I’d be staying at the most luxurious hotel in the city. Even though I was married to a wealthy man, during those two and a half years, I rarely left the house. That was Gregory’s advice—to stay there so no one would know about our marriage.A few hours ago, Edward had purchased tickets and some clothes for me. I was heading to a distant and unknown country. Edward told me that a close friend of his would be waiting for me and would take me to the house where he had lived his whole life.I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable. I was running away from my ex-husband, carrying the child he had longed for, leaving everything behind while being helped by his greatest enemy.By now, Gregory must have uncovered the entire truth, and he would never forgive me for it. This certainty tore my heart like a dagger piercing my chest. Imagining Gregory hating me was not a comfortable feeling, especially knowing that I loved him and might never forget him.As I tried to rest,
POV Gregory'sI kept thinking about the satisfaction written all over Edward’s face as he told me that Grandpa was finally dead. My legs no longer responded to my commands, and Alya caught me.I should have been happy about the death of that vile old man, but he decided to leave this world with Emma, taking with them all my hope of becoming the heir to the entire empire he had left behind. I kept staring at the pregnancy test, thinking about how Emma had planned everything to hit me where it hurt the most. As if she somehow knew Grandpa was going to die, she left, abandoning me to face my personal hell alone.She had finally managed to take revenge on me for buying her from Mason’s hands.I crumpled the paper as Alya approached me again with a drink in her hands.“Drink this,” she offered, but I couldn’t bring myself to look her in the eyes. “It will make you feel better.”I brought the glass to my lips and swallowed the warm liquid, hoping it would help me snap out of it. I was unabl
POV Emma.I wasn’t sure how long I had been holding the phone, staring at the screen with Gregory’s number ready for an emergency call. My heart pounded violently against my chest as I fought against my desire to falter.The TV news wouldn’t stop replaying the death of Gregory’s grandfather. It seemed to be the saddest event of the year. Everyone mourned the death of the man who had forced me to love my fake husband. No one knew him the way I did; that old scoundrel ruined my life.I decided to attend his funeral. The news reported that the burial would take place that afternoon in the cemetery west of the city. I pulled a few pieces of clothing out of my suitcase and went to the bathroom to get ready. I kept going over the plan in my mind as I felt the hot water run down my body. Not only that, but I just wanted to make sure Gregory was okay, that he wasn't concerned about my disappearance, and then I would leave for good.I tied my hair into a bun and placed a black hat over it. The
Gregory's POVMy grandfather’s death filled the news. Speculations that Edward would become the new owner of the family businesses had completely robbed me of sleep. Although the will was to be read after the funeral, I knew everyone was right. Edward’s imminent takeover had defeated me.As I stared at Emma’s empty bed, the feeling of betrayal consumed me. Emma, the woman I had bought to save me, had become my nightmare. I wanted to find her; even if I couldn’t reverse the situation, I wanted Emma back by my side.My lawyer was already handling everything to ensure I received my share of the inheritance. After all, Emma was pregnant, which proved I had fulfilled my part of the agreement. But I had no real expectations that it would actually happen.I watched the sunrise through the bedroom window. The beeping of my phone alerted me every minute to the incoming messages, but I didn’t have the energy to check who was texting. I got up and went to the bathroom, running my hand franticall
Emma’s POVI stormed into the hotel like a hurricane, bumping into and knocking over everything in my path. I still had the impression that Gregory was chasing me; it was like going back in time, back to the day when Mason and those men pursued and captured me.Not only that, but I entered the room, locked the door, and stood in front of it with my heart pounding in my chest, waiting for someone to burst in and drag me into hell.Damn it! My mind was playing tricks on me.I collapsed onto the bed, closing my eyes until my body calmed down. Afterward, I undressed and went to the bathroom. I had never felt so defeated. What was I thinking, going to Grandpa’s funeral? Did I really believe no one would see me? Now Gregory knew I was in town and would send people to hunt me down everywhere.I wrapped myself in a robe and stepped out of the bathroom. The heat fogged my vision, but when I realized there was someone in my room, I almost screamed.“Edward?” My heart resumed its punishing rhyth
POV GregoryI scheduled an urgent meeting with Mason. Although he seemed excited about the idea of hunting down Emma, I didn’t give him details about the case. It had been years since I last spoke to Mason; all I knew was that he would find Emma and bring her back to me.After the funeral, I headed to Grandpa’s old mansion. Everyone wore fake expressions of sorrow, still shedding crocodile tears as if they truly missed that wretched old man. But deep down, they were all there just for the reading of the will, eager to know if they would get a piece of the inheritance.I was part of that hypocritical crowd, though I already knew Grandpa had chosen his favorite. Edward had fled the funeral as soon as he heard me mention Emma. That was proof enough that my bastard cousin was involved in my wife’s disappearance.I sent my security team to follow him, but Edward was clever and managed to lose them. It took him almost an hour to return, and we all waited there for him, so the will could be
Gregory.The first entire night beside Emma, sleeping without touching her. I couldn’t describe the feeling because I immediately fell asleep as soon as I lay down. That exhaustion felt strange until I remembered that I had searched the entire city for Emma. The fear of losing her had completely drained me.I woke up startled. The sky was slowly brightening outside, and when I looked to the side, Emma was still sleeping. With her body turned toward me, I could admire the delicate curves of her face. Her hair shimmered as the daylight gradually filled the room. When the thought of her illness came to my mind, a shiver ran through my body. It was my duty to ensure her survival, and regardless of what the doctors said, Emma was going to recover.My heart felt like it was being squeezed, and things got a little worse when she opened her eyes and stared at me, catching me admiring her.I immediately got up, trying to cover up what I was doing, but Emma remained still. She should have been
Gregory.I left Emma behind because the idea of telling her the truth disturbed me. Wherever Edward set foot, he brought discord, and I blamed myself for letting him carry out his plan. I should have at least asked how he knew where I was living. The feeling I had was that Edward held the power of the world in his hands. Either that, or he was watching me, knowing my every move.As I took a long shower, I kept thinking about the conversation between Helena and Edward and how she was telling him all the ways to overturn the will. Inside, Edward writhed—after all, he had fought so hard for this moment that he would not allow himself to lose it for anything.And now that bastard wanted to turn Emma against me.I should be relaxed now; after all, Emma was back home under my care. But I couldn’t relax with Edward around, trying to destroy me. I turned off the shower, realizing that not even the cold water had eased the tension in my body. When I opened the door, a high, pitched scream hit
Emma.Nothing could have prepared me for this. As we headed back home, with Gregory driving beside me, I watched his face illuminated by the mid-afternoon sun. His ice-blue eyes seem to melt, revealing a lighter shade. He no longer looks like the man I married. My sudden departure turned a key inside him, opening doors that not even Gregory knew existed.“Are you okay?” He has asked me this question so often that not even his tone changes when he says, “I hired a nurse to take care of you while we’re home.”“I’m fine.” He glanced at me quickly before turning his attention back to the road. He didn’t see when I smiled, and my cheeks heated up instantly. “I think I might get used to the idea of a nurse watching over me all the time.”“It’s not to watch over you, Emma,” he emphasized, though there was no offense in his expression. “You need specific care.”I refused to believe that my cruel husband now feared losing me a second time. Now, he seemed so comfortable by my side that it even
Gregory.I watched as Emma left the house, and the memory of the days I spent not knowing where she was flooded my mind. The chair behind me fell, and the glass jar of homemade medicine toppled over on the table and rolled until it shattered on the floor. My grandmother stifled a screaming. I couldn’t look back—I would rather not take my eyes off Emma for even a second.I ran after her, but she got into a taxi and was gone.My heart clenched inside me. I felt a fear of losing her like I had never felt before in my life. I returned to Helena’s house, got into my car, and drove around the city, looking for the taxi she had taken.Not only that, but I kept my eyes on the road while a layer of sweat formed on my forehead. I shouldn’t have taken Emma to visit Helena. Leaving her in my grandmother’s company had surely stirred up difficult emotions for her. Since she had come back, she had brought something strange to her. It was as if I no longer knew the woman I had married.I punched the
Emma.There was no way to escape this situation. Helena stood before me, a smile on her face, leading me to her dining room for lunch together. What did this woman want from me, after all? Her sudden interest was strange.Gregory was the one enjoying the scene. He seemed comfortable in his grandparents’ old house, just as he did by my side. He acted as if we were truly family.That was when Helena noticed the nasogastric tube placed in me, and her expression darkened.“Oh, Emma, I’m so sorry,” she now looked at me with pity, as if I were a helpless animal. “Gregory didn’t tell me that you…”“It’s okay, you can eat without me,” I said, shrugging. “There was no way Gregory could tell you. He barely stays with me at the hospital.”Why was I saying this anyway? I only realized my words after they had already left my lips. My breath caught in my throat when I noticed the looks directed at me. Now, Gregory no longer seemed as comfortable as before. My statement had hit him hard.“You’re not
BeforeGregory.“Can I still have my share of the inheritance?” I repeated the question to the lawyer because what he was telling me seemed like a lie. “What are the chances of changing the will if the old man is dead?”“We found out that Emma is very sick,” he said, and the words jumbled in my mind. “And Edward is not managing the family business well.”“I don’t understand,” I shook my head, confused. “Can you explain this to me more clearly?”The lawyer looked at me and fidgeted as if searching for the right words to explain what was really happening.“There is a clause in the contract stating that your grandmother, Helena, is the only one who can alter your grandfather’s final decisions.” My jaw dropped. “If your grandmother considers that leaving fifty percent of the inheritance to Edward was a mistake, she can reverse the situation and return your share of the inheritance.”I scoffed, disappointed, and then smiled. What the lawyer was telling me wouldn’t change my grandfather’s d
EmmaMason’s threatening eyes staring at me, fixed in an obsession, wouldn’t leave my mind. How could I forget that Gregory had hired him to look for me? When I thought about the possibility that Mason had found me, a shiver ran down my spine, causing chills.I wiped away my tears because it was useless to remain in that state. I watched as Samantha approached and, in a whisper, said that she would stay by my side that night. At least she truly showed that she cared for me, unlike Gregory, who only took care of me for his interests.“Worried about his reputation.”“What did you say?” Samantha’s voice made me realize that I had spoken the words too loudly.I felt the muscles in my face ache from the tension weighing on me. I closed my eyes and, shaking my head, said to Samantha,“It’s nothing,” I said, and when I looked at her, Samantha didn’t seem convinced. “I’m just thinking out loud.”“It concerns Mr. Gregory,” she declared so certainly that it startled me. Whispering to the wind,
Gregory.“For what service should I pay?” Though my body trembled, I laughed, showing disdain for his words. “Or should I remind you that you ran away like a coward and left me to find Emma alone?”Mason heard my words, and a smile tugged at his lips. Had I told a joke? What was so funny about him coming to the hospital to charge me for a service he never provided?“We had a deal.”“One that you didn’t fulfill,” I said, already impatient, and my voice rose in tone.“Are you saying you won’t pay me?” he asked as he stepped closer to me.That was the moment I realized it had been a mistake to hire Mason to find Emma. He, of all people, had delivered her to me unconsciously, her face swollen from an assault he had committed. Even though Emma never spoke about it, I knew she would have a hard time forgiving me for that mistake.“I won’t pay,” I answered bluntly. “Now leave because it wouldn’t be good for Emma to see you walking around here.”Mason’s eyes widened, as if what I had just sai
GregoryEmma was now giving me a questioning look, with all the courage and boldness that had remained hidden throughout our marriage, and that was revealing itself now.She didn’t seem tired of confronting me, and her question felt like a punch to my stomach. It bothered me to know that she believed Edward more than she could believe in me.“I’m not going to answer that question, Emma.” She blinked, a hint of disappointment flashing through her beautiful eyes.“Then I can give Edward the benefit of the doubt,” she replied, narrowing her eyes with pure contempt.Why was she still standing in front of him, preventing me from dragging him out of here? After what Edward had done, Emma still had the nerve to defend him. A satisfied smile on Edward’s face made me change my plan. I wouldn’t let him win this time.I pulled the hospital receipt from my pocket and handed it to Emma, clenching my jaw and holding back my rage through gritted teeth. Edward narrowed his eyes and swallowed the lump