I was crying in Michael's arms, I was exhausted yet so happy but also very angry. I wasn't expecting him for several more days so when he knocked on my door I first thought I was dreaming. The fact that I missed him and all that I went through in his absence made my senses perhaps blurred. I tried to ignore this euphoria growing in my heart and slipped back into my sheets. Then he kept knocking and I knew it was real, he was back. My joy was only great, but then I faced reality. My wounded body that I had managed to hide from everyone but especially the events of the last few days. I bit my lip before shaking my head. Michael is there, so what? I just can't afford to open it to him anymore. I don't want to see him. During those terrible days, I could have leaned on him like during the first two days he left but he changed, he became so cold with me and the height came with this article showing him cooking with another girl and now he comes back as if nothing had happened.
The next day after the story with the fermented soy water, I arrived at school embarrassed by the stares I was getting. Everyone was looking at me and when I say everyone, I mean everyone. They were looking at me and talking about me, and it wasn't a figment of my imagination. No, the subject of their conversations was me, Emma Clark. I was nicknamed the rot. It was another name in addition to bitch and other names that I refused to remember because it was so horrible. I lowered my head hearing them laugh and talk badly about me. The boys were throwing light stones at me and every time I got a little too close to a group, I got spat on. It was disgusting but they were the ones who thought that it was me who did the disgusting thing. I put up with it because I didn't want to create scenes. In fact, what can I do against a whole high school? I walked into the school buildings and kept getting all these mean words and visceral hatred as I walked down the hall not wanting to be
I stayed in Carla's arms for a long moment as she stroked my hair trying to soothe my pain. "I'm here, I'll do my best to protect you, I promise." » I nodded as she led me into the old building asking me to stay well out of sight as she left to get something to eat. It's true that with all that, I couldn't eat all day but with what happened in the morning, I can't go to the refectory. I'm sure the story of the stolen bracelet has already made the rounds in high school and therefore has been revealed to everyone, and now I would be even more insulted and marginalized. I should stay hidden away from their pettiness. I sighed, going to sit on the old piano that my love and I often play on. I wanted to play it before I remembered that I try not to draw attention to myself. I was in so much pain, I needed his sweet words so I took my cell phone and sent him a message because curiously I hadn't received anything since the morning which is a totally strange fact. He must have wor
"Emma" I turned to find Carla panting. She had panicked eyes as she ran towards me, taking me by the shoulders. She began to scan my body, certainly looking for new wounds to those I already have before sighing relieved not to have found any. She looked down to find boys writhing in pain then her face hardened as she saw Lens who had just resurfaced trying to get up. He was struggling anyway and was trying to stop the bleeding from his nose. His mouth was also bleeding and I heard him complaining that he had lost two teeth. But the next thing I saw was Carla kicking him hard in the jaw, sending him heavily back to a wall behind. "Damn, what else did you want to do to Emma?" » " Again? » Aden's voice was low as he asked this question. My heart quivered at his gaze and I shrunk. “Yeah that bastard tried to force Emma two days ago in high school can you imagine? But the worst part is that he said it was Emma who made advances to him and his crazy girlfriend and her frien
The high school courtyard was in turmoil while in its center, a luxurious car that these students would know of the latest generation was parked. Even in their families, they knew it was limited edition and overpriced so the owner must have been immensely wealthy and apart from John Keller, no one or few in this town could afford such a luxury, and their families were in cases of the impossible. It had to be a stranger. Comments started coming in everyone wondering if it wasn't John Keller who was visiting the school, certainly because he often gave donations to the school. He was the biggest donor to this school so his presence would not be strange even if Michaël his son is not there. The children looked curiously at the car waiting impatiently to see this man who you can only see from afar. This man was so inaccessible that many just dreamed that he was glancing at them but the man had the particularity of being out of reach, even his gaze, he didn't seem to want to lay on anyo
Cynthia Shevil needed that support. Her family was going through a very difficult financial situation and she knew that bankruptcy was not far away. Her father would soon no longer have the means to send her to this elitist school and she would be forced to go to this disreputable high school where the students look more like robbers than anything else. Just thinking about it sends shivers down her spine. She has always been very ambitious, she needs to succeed in life so she will just obey no matter what she has to do for it. Who would have thought that her salvation would come from the one everyone calls the garbage? If people found out, Emma's status would change in this school and people would give her respect due to her status. Everybody knows that money rules this world, you can be ugly and handicapped, you can be the worst piece of trash there is, you can be anything you want but as long as you have money, you will always be on the safe side. Especially in their socia
When was the last time I slept so well? I would not remember. Still, I feel extremely well and I would like not to get out of bed. I can feel a body covering me tenderly and I know who it is. I have missed his scent, his warmth, and his presence so much the past few days but now he is here with me. I can finally grab him and enjoy his hugs so soft, my kaël. I smiled putting my face on his chest as I opened my eyes in surprise when my nose made direct contact with his warm skin. There in front of me, I could perfectly see the muscular and chiseled torso of Michaël, offering me a treat from his protruding pecs. I swallowed, I already knew that Michaël had an incredible body knowing that he is a model and that he trains a lot to keep in shape, but there I am sure that there are adults who don't have his amazing body. I blushed feeling my heartbeat quicken then I heard Michael's heartbeat quicken too and I knew he was already awake. I kept my face on his chest before feeling Mic
John Keller was in his office when he saw his assistant enter. The latter seemed stunned so this immediately caught the man's attention as he had personally chosen this man for his self-control and stoic character. But there the man seemed a little overwhelmed so he immediately asked him what was going on that could have put him in all his states. “President, it is Amanda Clark… she is requesting an interview with you. She is waiting in your private room” John Keller is not generally surprised in life, he operates scrupulously and generally does not allow himself to be overwhelmed, except in the case of Fabian and Jeanne, but that is another story. But now this woman who had always driven him crazy, refusing to meet him and ignoring all his invitations is waiting for him? She came without an appointment, it's true, but coming from this witch, he's not even surprised. He got up asking his assistant to lead him to this evil woman, he wants to know what brings her, he doesn't thi
Marriage, if someone had spoken to me about that a few more weeks ago, I would have started to cry, regretting having lost Michaël. But now as I'm in this room waiting for the bride's entrance music to play, I feel like I'm in a dream. I've had time to fix all my wrongs on the people I've hurt and now I can say with certainty that I'm ready to live the life that comes my way. After talking to Charlotte, I went to see Cherry. I had been so unfair to her by not allowing her to get to know each other, yet it was her dearest wish for two reasons. I am the woman his best friend is in love with and I am the best friend of the woman she is in love with. It was a bit funny these relations between us, just to say that I occupied an important place in her life without even having already spoken to her. So I went to their apartment, they were living together and because of Cherry's career, they had decided to have a common-law relationship even though a baby was in discussion. They wante
The next morning, Aden was at our doorstep. As soon as he saw me he jumped on me, lifting me up and down. I laughed at his ardor before he dropped me off. But at the same time, I heard a moan of pain as Aden complained. We looked to find Kyle frowning as he just punched Aden. "But what's your problem?" "You're the guy who was supposed to be received by the Emir I think, Aden Logan if I'm not mistaken... but who allowed you to touch my mother? You should keep your hands on you, mom belongs to Dad...” Aden felt a vein pulsate on his forehead, this rascal, he looks like his cunt father, both are so harmful. "Who are you to my mother?" Aden remained silent, he looked at Emma and smiled, he could have teased this brat and at the same time provoked his father by saying that he is the one who could have been their father, but good times when he liked to be petty are gone, now he's more mature and he's given up on the idea of hooking up with Emma one day. He stroked Kyle's head d
Indeed, I had never had an ultrasound so I couldn't imagine that I was expecting two children instead of one. But listening to Michaël I could only realize the baseness of my character as a mother. I had promised myself that I would never do as my mother did, which was to abandon my child, but that's exactly what I did. And I think I did worse because I disowned him, making him cry. My jealousy and anger kept me from thinking and I made horrible and unfair decisions. Manuel grew up without his mother, I understand his speech the day before. I was pathetic, I don't know how to be forgiven. I looked up at my boys on the bed and saw Manuel holding out his hands to me. " Mom..." I sobbed running to him as I hugged him, almost smothering him in my embrace. I've been so unfair, I don't know if I could ever make it up to you but I would do anything to erase the pain of my absence from my baby's heart. I'm going to be the mother he's been missing all this time. I beg your pardon
Kyle hung up before seeing his father bring him a meal tray. He made a face not understanding this silly smile before sighing remembering that it was his parent. "Hello my prince" " Good morning" Michael sighed, it won't be easy at all. "I brought you your breakfast, are you coming?" “I can feed myself you know” “I know it but I want to make sure you take your medicine” "Do I need to take it all the time? Frankly" Michaël smiled, he betrayed himself so easily, it was so adorable. “You have persistent asthma. For this, your pediatrician has asked that you follow a controlled treatment, which means that you will always have to take medication to avoid having severe attacks..." Michaël's eyes widened, if Manuel's meds are here then he won't have taken them since yesterday which means... " Shit" "Don't swear in front of a kid, I'll beg you" Michaël got up rubbing his hair before sighing. "Tell me where your brother is" Kyle almost choked before looking at his father. "W
I sat watching Kyle diligently eat his vegetables wondering what this drastic change was. My boy hates vegetables more than anything, but this seems to have always been his favorite meal. **Baby do you like it that much?** “Yes Mom, you are the best cook in the world” I blushed when my usually reserved son had just paid me such a nice compliment. ** Thank you, my heart..** Manuel had red cheeks, his mom is exactly as his father had described her. She is beautiful and sweet, and he also finds her cute. He wanted to have these magnificent freckles on his face but he is already considered the prettiest boy in his school so he'll settle for that degree of beauty. "Hey mum... do you have a boyfriend?" I nearly choked as my son looked at me seriously. He seemed to be waiting for that answer as if his life depended on it, where did that come from? Manuel wanted to be reassured that his mother remained faithful to his father despite the distance and the separation, not that he would
Kyle sat in Manuel's room wondering when his dad...their dad was coming back. He looked at his twin's bedside table and saw the photo of their younger parents. Emma who looked at Michaël with tenderness and the latter who seemed to dedicate a cult of adoration to the girl. He sighed, the man seemed to adore their mother but why did they separate to the point where his mother left in a panic without even imagining that she had made twins and was therefore abandoning a child? Something must have happened, Manuel doesn't know the reason for this separation either, the only thing he told him was that each time his father answered him that it was his fault that his mother was gone. Because he was not up to her. It's way too vague, he needs to know the real details, but if it turns out that it was really because his dad is a bad guy, he'll just find a simple way to protect their mum, and no more hurt his little brother. Manuel also needs their mother, it hurt him to see his brother c
" Dad?" Michael looked at his son not wanting to give him false hope. He knows how much he misses his mother and how much he would like to find his brother, but he just can't tell him that he is going to find his mother and brother without any real hope. So he'll just keep his excitement to himself and go see what's going on in Tartar. "I just got an important call from Tartar, I'm going to have to go on a business trip tonight and..." "Can I come with you?" Michaël bit his lip, each time he had to make this kind of trip, he always took his son with him but this time, he is afraid that Manuel cannot stand the extremely hot climate of Tartar and that he will relapse. Manuel has been in fragile health since birth and he always made sure he got the best treatment. He is not sure that Tartar will have excellent technical platforms like here so he hesitates. "Please Dad..." He doesn't like it when his son looks at him with those big lamb eyes, he can't refuse him anything. "Good
The room was gloomy, all the employees around the meeting table had lowered their heads in fear of their president's cold gaze as he read the pile of documents in front of him. He had put a hand to his cheek studying the data presented to him as the people around waited fearfully for him to speak. He was known to be ruthless and was quick to get rid of people he found unnecessary. He was nicknamed the big devil, nobody wanted to attract his attention, and they did not know what he could do as he was unpredictable. He was only 27 years old but he imposed a charisma and an overwhelming aura so much that no one could retort at his word. The meeting had been going on for four hours and many hadn't even had lunch yet, but they weren't allowed to complain. He doesn't like noise and hates people complaining. This is Michaël Keller, CEO of the Keller-Clark group. Indeed, a few years earlier, Jeanne had had enough of all this business, especially since Victor had decided to join his fa
Jeanne and Fabian arrived with their two children. Fabian was carrying the baby, a little boy and Joshua was holding his mother's hand excited to see Emma's children, but especially Emma. "Ah, I can't believe my baby has become a mother in her turn" "Indeed and to say that she was expecting twins..." “Her fiancé is a pervert” "Honey, who teaches you such bad words?" " I am very clever" Jeanne sighed in front of her son while Fabian just smiled. They arrived in the hospital room finding Michaël in all his states and no trace of Emma, nor the babies “Mica?” Michaël turned away tearfully as he looked at Jeanne guiltily. A few minutes earlier, after reassuring himself that his second son, who was born more fragile than the other, had been examined by the pediatrician, he returned with him to rest him in his crib with his twin brother. But to his great misfortune, Emma was no longer in the room and neither was their son. He panicked seeing papers on the bed, when he became