Gina's POV“I'll just go outside and get something. I'll be back in thirty minutes. He should be done by then, right?” “Yes ma'am. I suppose.” I turned around and pressed the elevator button to take me back to the last floor. Getting to my car, I slid in and wound up the tinted glasses so that no one would know that I was inside. I waited for more than ten minutes before I saw him. Julian was carrying a small suitcase with his creased suit. I haven't even seen him in person ever since our divorce.Seeing him now brought back ugly memories from the past. He looked a bit older than he was some months ago when I last saw him.He walked past my car and I watched his every move from my tinted glass. He now drove in a Toyota Camry car or it appears he's now running short of funds. Interesting.For the next two minutes, he was struggling with his car engine. His car engine took ages to come back to life. I couldn't help but laugh at his wretched vehicle.I waited patiently for him to dr
Julian's POVI got home after hours of waiting in the traffic. I was famished, and the only thing I needed was good food and sleep.I had gone to see the manager of Blackwood Industries for financial aid. I was already running short of funds in my business. My store was already on the brink of crumbling.Not to think of the fact that Lily is four weeks pregnant, an extra mouth to feed. Ever since things stated going badly in my finances, I have lost my sources of happiness.As I parket my rickety vehicle at the driveway, my mind drifted back to my ex-wife, Gina. If she was still my wife, I wonder if things would be any different.I wonder how she is faring now. Maybe she must have relocated because I have not seen her nor heard anything about her ever since our divorce, two months ago.The previous week, I had gone to Saxton Empire to seek an audience with the company manager but I was denied. Back when Mr. Wilson Saxton was alive as the Chairman, I had intended to run to him for fina
Chapter 31Julian's POVI woke up the next morning, feeling so drained and unwilling to get up. I had slept on an empty stomach because Lily refused to make dinner. She bought some food and ate alone in her room. At this point in my life, the only thing I need is money, lots of it.If Gina was here with me, at least she would offer emotional support. She wouldn't make me worry about it so much.I remembered back then when we were still courting, I had lost my job where I worked as a computer operator.I was so despondent because that was my only source of income. Gina stayed in my house for weeks, paying our bills, catering for our meals out of her own purse. There and then, I decided I was going to spend my life with her. She was so lovely and kind, never raised her voice at me. So many good things I remembered about Gina left me teary.Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought of how I had betrayed her. What was I even thinking? She must hate me so much now. She must think I'm a dev
Julian's POV“Just that? Is that why you are going to pay me any amount of money?” I was visibly bewildered. I was expecting her to ask for a bigger favor, not some stupid relationship issue.“It's not as simple as you think it is. The lady in question is wealthy even wealthier than I and my boyfriend put together. I believe she has the right connections too that will give her power.” She explained.“Well, that shouldn't be difficult. Besides, you have a lot of money, you've got the body and looks, why will you chasing a man desperately? Can't you just choose someone else?” I suggested but she glared at me.“No one else can fit into my life if not him. I love him with everything I have amd I'm not letting go of him, even if he is now married to someone else.” She said firmly.“He's even married? This doesn't make sense to me. I'm sure there are thousands of guys out there that will give up the world to have you.” I said.“It doesn't have to make sense to you, Julian. Just do as I say.
Gina's POVI sent for Lana and she came into my room seconds later. “Lana, I need your help with something very urgent.” I was still thinking of how best to carry out my plans. They said two heads are better than one, right?“Anything I can help with, Ma'am.” She replied, our eyes locking together.“I want to send someone to Julian. She'll offer all the help that I’ll need in bringing Julian and Lily to justice. Recommend someone.” I said.“You mean you need someone to act like a spy in their house?” She asked. Sensing the excitement in her voice, I rose from my seat and walked over to her.“Exactly! I haven't forgotten what they did to me. I plan to deal with them in ways they can't even imagine. I have been waiting patiently for moments like this.” I replied.“I thought you removed the idea of revenge from your mind. Oh, please, allow me to go! I'll kill that Lily with my bare hands.” Lana said firmly,“No, not you. You're very much useful to me here. I can't allow you to go there.
Julian's POV(A week later)Ever since the new house maid came, things had been a lot easier for us. Lily and I had been living blissfully, enjoying the money which Toni paid me.I was getting ready for work when Toni called. I was quite surprised because ever since that day, she hadn't said anything about the deal we had.“Hey, cousin, It's time.” She said, her voice laced with excitement.“Okay, so what do you need me to do?” I asked.“Our victim is going on a trip, I want her to be murdered on her way.” She said blankly.“Noted, but how do I come in? Surely you don't want me to kill her by myself, whoever this your victim is?” I asked impatiently.“Most times, I wonder if your head is empty. I need you to send men that will intercept her, the men will end her life instead. I need it to be a neat job, leave no traces. Of course, if you leave traces, it will be traced to only you.” She threatened.“But then, what if…” I was about to object but she cut in.“Don't forget our deal. I on
Gina's POVAs I pressed the elevator button to take me down to the last floor, I checked the time on my wristwatch and it was half past seven pm.I had just rounded the meeting with our associates and was about. The only thing on my mind was to go home, have a warm bath, eat good food and snuggle up in bed with the love of my life, Alex.The thought brought a little smile to my lips. I had several missed calls when I took a look at my phone. Five missed calls from Elena and three from Alex. I wonder why they were calling.I was so exhausted after how many hours of sitting and listening to talks. I dipped my phone back into my handbag, my mind trying to know why Elena called.Maybe she had information to pass to me concerning Julian or Lily. I'll call her when I get home, or maybe tomorrow morning. The elevator door opened up to the last floor and I stepped out. Bruno and the other guys were already waiting. After last handshakes and camera poses with other associates, I slid into t
Gina's POV“You don't have to apologise. You just saved my life. Thank you very much!” I said, hugging Simon impulsively.The smoke had almost cleared by now but then I saw a figure staggering from a distance.I waited patiently for the figure to show up and it turned out to be Bruno.“Bruno! You're safe!” I shrieked in gladness.“The other guys were shot and they died at the spot. I was lucky to escape alive. I'm glad that you're fine, Ma'am. I'm sorry that we have failed in protecting you.” Bruno went down on his knees before I could say a word.“You're injured already. Please get up. It's not your fault.” I walked over to him and helped him rise to his feet, carefully avoiding the injury on his arm.“Ma'am, we need to leave now. Most of your men are fatally ill. Let's take them to the hospital immediately so that they can get medical care.” One of Simon's men said.We got into the big black truck which they came with and drove off to the hospital.On our way to the hospital, Alex f
Gina's POV I couldn’t stop hugging Alex. Over and over again, I threw my arms around his neck, pressing myself against him as if I could somehow merge our souls together. My heart swelled with so much love and happiness that I thought I might burst. “I can’t believe this,” I whispered against his chest, inhaling his scent—warm, musky, and familiar. “I just… I never thought we’d get here.” Alex pulled back slightly, his hands cupping my face. His thumb traced the corner of my lips, and his deep blue eyes shimmered with affection. “Believe it, Gina. Because from now on, we’re together—*truly* together.” A fresh wave of emotion washed over me, but before I could say anything, Alex suddenly grinned. “We need to celebrate.” I raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t we already?” He chuckled, stepping away to retrieve a sleek black case from a nearby table. When he turned back around, he held up a bottle of champagne, its golden liquid glistening under the soft candlelight. I gasped. “You
Gina's POV The drive to the estate was nothing short of magical. With the countryside stretching out before us, golden fields bathed in sunlight and rolling hills fading into the horizon, I felt a sense of peace I hadn’t experienced in a long time. Alex had one hand on the wheel, his other hand reaching over to gently intertwine his fingers with mine. Every so often, he would glance at me, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he cracked one joke after another. I couldn’t stop laughing. “Okay, okay, stop! My cheeks are hurting,” I giggled, swatting at his arm playfully. “You love my jokes,” he smirked. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t deny it. He had a way of making me laugh so effortlessly, even when I least expected it. As the radio played a soft tune, Alex suddenly turned up the volume and grinned at me. “Come on, let’s sing!” I raised an eyebrow. “You *know* I can’t sing.” “That’s the fun part!” he teased. And just like that, we both burst into song, completely out o
Gina's POV The next afternoon, as I sat in the living room, sipping tea and flipping through a book, Alex walked in with a mischievous smile. "We’re leaving tomorrow," he announced. I raised a brow, setting my book aside. "Leaving? Where to?" "The estate," he said, walking over to sit beside me. He took my hand in his, gently rubbing circles against my palm. "I figured we could spend some time there alone, just the two of us. Consider it a romantic getaway." A rush of excitement flooded through me. I hadn’t even stepped foot in my grandfather’s estate yet, and now, Alex wanted to take me there for a whole week? "A vacation?" I beamed. He nodded. "Just you and me." I nearly squealed, throwing my arms around him. "That sounds amazing!" His deep chuckle vibrated against my chest as he hugged me back. As soon as I pulled away, I called for Lana. "We have to start packing!" ### **Packing for the Trip** Lana followed me upstairs, and as soon as we reached my room, I s
Gina's POV Ever since I returned from the hospital, Alex had been treating me like a delicate piece of glass. He barely let me lift a finger, always making sure I had everything I needed before I could even ask. At first, I appreciated his attentiveness, but after a while, it started to feel overwhelming. "Alex, I can do it myself," I protested one morning when he tried to help me put on my slippers. He ignored my complaint, slipping them onto my feet with ease. "You’re pregnant, Gina. You shouldn’t have to worry about anything." I rolled my eyes. "I’m not an invalid. I can still function, you know." He smirked but didn’t argue, simply brushing a kiss against my forehead before heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. This had been my life for the past few weeks—Alex doting on me as if I were royalty. I won’t lie; it felt good to be cared for, to be loved in a way I had never truly experienced before. But at the same time, it terrified me. Was he doing this because he
Gina's POV The air inside the car felt heavy as Alex and I rode home from the hospital. My hands rested gently over my stomach, still trying to grasp the reality of the life growing inside me. I should have been happy. This was supposed to be a moment of joy, of hope. Yet, deep inside, I felt something else—something dark, uncertain. The doctor had given me strict instructions—what to eat, what to avoid, when to come in for checkups. She had been reassuring, telling me that everything looked fine, that I was healthy. But none of it eased the fear that gnawed at my chest. Alex glanced at me as he drove. “You’ve been quiet,” he noted softly. I forced a small smile. “Just tired.” He reached for my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “We’ll get through this together.” I nodded but said nothing. When we arrived home, Lana was already waiting for us. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she rushed toward me. “Oh my God, Gina! I just heard!” she exclaimed, pulling me into a hug. “
Gina's POV As Alex and I stepped out of the courthouse, the blinding flashes of cameras assaulted my eyes. The air buzzed with urgency as reporters pushed microphones in our faces, bombarding us with an endless stream of questions. “Miss Saxton, how do you feel about the verdict?” “Do you think justice was truly served today?” “What are your plans for Julian’s company now that it’s been shut down?” "How do you feel about your family members being imprisoned?""What was your reaction when you found out that your sister was with your husband?"Their voices blurred together, a chaotic mixture of curiosity, speculation, and sensationalism. I kept my face expressionless, my lips pressed into a firm line as I walked forward. I had no interest in feeding the media frenzy. Alex, ever the protective force beside me, placed a firm hand on my lower back, guiding me through the throng of reporters. He shot a glare at one particularly aggressive journalist who tried to block our path.
Gina's POV Today was the day. I had waited for this moment for so long that it almost felt surreal. As I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind replayed everything that had led up to this. The betrayals, the suffering, the fight for justice—it all came down to this one day. But before I could dwell too much on it, a wave of nausea hit me suddenly and violently. My stomach churned, and I barely had time to rush to the bathroom before I was kneeling over the toilet, vomiting. I gripped the sink afterward, breathing heavily as I wiped my mouth. What was that? I wasn’t sick. I wasn’t even nervous, not really. So why did my body react like this? A soft knock on the bathroom door made me turn. Lana, my personal assistant, peeked in, her face etched with concern. “Gina? Are you okay?” she asked, stepping closer. I forced a small smile. “I’m fine. Probably just the stress.” Lana didn’t look convinced, but she didn’t push further. Instead, she helped me freshen up befor
Gina's POV #Gina's Triumph The night was ours. After months of battles, betrayals, and carefully orchestrated revenge, Alex and I finally had the victory we deserved. As we drove home, the cool night breeze drifted through the car windows, carrying with it the scent of the city—fresh rain on asphalt, the distant aroma of food vendors closing shop, and the faint trace of the ocean in the distance. I let my head rest against the window, a slow smirk playing on my lips as I replayed the look of horror on Julian, Lily, Monica, and Antoinette’s faces when the police took them away. Justice. Finally. Alex reached over and placed a hand on my thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “You did it, Gina,” he murmured. “You got your revenge.” I turned to face him, my heart swelling with gratitude. “*We* did it.” He chuckled. “Damn right we did. Now let’s celebrate.” Stopping by a liquor store, we grabbed several bottles of expensive wine and whiskey. Tonight wasn’t about drinking in
Gina's POV The time was almost 10pm. I had closed from work and now, I have one thing left before I can retire for the day. Yeah, call me wicked, but I love having my revengeAfterall, everyone gets what they deserve.The evening air was thick with the promise of a storm, but I felt nothing but satisfaction as I pulled up in front of the police station. The street lights flickered above, casting elongated shadows as I stepped out of my car and walked toward the entrance. My heels clicked against the pavement, the sound sharp and unwavering—just like my resolve. Inside, the station bustled with activity. Officers moved from desk to desk, filing reports, answering calls, and booking criminals. The scent of stale coffee and ink filled the air, but I ignored it, heading straight to the front desk where a tired-looking officer sat, skimming through some documents. He looked up, his gaze assessing. “How can I help you?” “I’d like to press charges,” I said, my voice firm. His brow l