Helen’s POV "We were all created from dust and onto dust we all shall return," The priest preached as he poured a small amount of earth on the caskets.Today was my sperm donor and his wife's funeral.Yes, he still didn't deserve to be called my father even in death because he hadn't exactly behaved like one.He had been the most insufferable father to me.He had also been a deadbeat, a brute, a heartless scum and all sorts of things one could think of.While his wife had been a Jezebel's incarnate.Hell, I could still remember one occasion while I was in middle school.That day had been out results collection day and as usual, I had topped my grade.However, I had scored slightly above average in a zero unit course, and she had flung me into the bathtub and poured hot, scalding water on my legs to punish me for daring to "almost" fail the course.As if that wasn't enough, later that day when my sperm donor got back from work, he had also beaten me to the point of unconsciousness wit
Helen’s POV"Thanks a lot for honoring my invitation," Fernando's mother uttered as the three of us stepped into opulent sitting room.Just like the one at our place, it looked luxurious yet minimalistic.The dark brown coupled with notes of a creamy pastel color complemented each other really well.A grand piano was at the right corner of the room, with a black and white picture of Fernando and Roman hung above itThe both of them looked really cute in the picture and couldn't be more than seven and ten years old respectively.Seeing the picture made me realize how our son had a striking resemblance to him, even though he still had most of my facial features.You could say Ethan was a perfect blend of Fernando and I.I wouldn't lie though, the whole atmosphere was so awkward as I shifted my weight from one feet to another."It's fine, ma'am," I managed to smile as Ethan tugged at my hand."Are you her friend now?" He whispered but in the quietness of the room, it was loud."Ethan, be
Helen’s POV I sighed for the umpteenth time that night as I burrowed into the blanket.Tonight was the night before my big day. And by big day, I meant my wedding day.Earlier that night, my bridal shower had taken place and it had been a really fun affair.However, two days had passed since I last saw Fernando and boy was I desperate to get dicked down by him.Due to some superstitions that Agnes had about it being bad luck for a bride and groom to be to see each other before their wedding, I had been forced away from him ever since we got to Paris two days ago.As if being apart from him wasn't bad enough, our rooms were located on different floors.With his being on the third floor and mine being on the first floor.It also didn't help that Agnes was making Roman's wife, who I fortunately got along with quite well, sleep in my room to prevent me from caving into the temptation of seeing my fiancé."Quit sighing and start sleeping, Helen," Anita yawned, from the king-size bed that
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Helen’s POV "Oh my days, Helen," Anita squealed as the makeup artist put a finishing touch to my glammed up face. "You look so beautiful. Fernando is so gonna be smitten when he sees you. I mean more smitten cause let's face it, the man is so obsessed with you."I suppressed a smile as I stared at myself in the mirror, with a satisfied nod. "Thanks babe. Ethan's with his grandmother, right?""Yeah," She responded. "Do you want me to go get him?"The makeup had some exactly what I had instructed her to do; not a loud makeup but one that was minimal yet would turn heads when people saw me.Especially Fernando.Gosh, Fernando.Just thinking about him made my pussy wetter than a puddle.After sneaking back to my room last night, I couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard I tried and eventually had to stealthily trek to the bathroom to finger myself to an orgasm which wasn't as gratifying as the one Fernando usually have me.But at least it had kept me sated coupled with the thought that I
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Helen's POVMy heart scudded as Fernando marched into the sitting room, an enraged mien mauling his handsome facial features.What was it again?Had I done something wrong?"Welcome home, Fernando," I greeted him, and made to collect his briefcase.Fernando didn't respond to my greeting, he just eyed me disdainfully like I was a waste of space.Without uttering a word, he unzipped his briefcase, brought out a large brown envelope and flung it at me."Sign it." He barked, before motioning Andrew, his butler over and handing him the briefcase."What is it?" I murmured, retracting the paperwork from the envelope.The words "Divorce Agreement" were written vividly in block letters on the heading.My legs weakened as a mix of trepidation, befuddlement, and shock engulfed me.Fernando wanted a divorce which meant that I was now officially doomed.If he divorced me, I had nowhere to go as my greedy father and evil stepmother had stringently warned me against ever moving back home, on my wedd
Helen's POVI sat at the dresser staring at my reflection through the mirror as various unfettered thoughts assailed my mind.Inhaling sharply, I averted my stare to the clock which was mounted against the wall and sighed for the umpteenth time that evening.Four hours had passed since Fernando came to drop the envelope, yet I still hadn't thought of what to do next that didn't require me asking for Lucy's help.The poor girl also had a lot on her plate as she was an orphan who worked hard to fend for herself, and I couldn't imagine adding to her burden.But then again, I had to call her or risk getting humiliated by Fernando tomorrow and I couldn't have that.He had already embarrassed me enough by flinging the divorce papers at me in the presence of the maids, who hated me with passion just like their master.I couldn't even report their insolence to Fernando because I knew he'd probably scoff then ask me to stop being a baby.Out of all of them, only the head maid cared about me an