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2024-10-29 19:42:56One week later,
“Why am I hacking into their system again?” Rory asks Keenan with a curious tone of voice as he opens and accesses some information on the computer screen.
Keenan, who realises Rory has accessed the bank security information, moves closer to him. “Because it’s one week and two days since Vary left and I have to find out where she is that way. I’ll be okay.” He answers with honesty in his voice.
After Vary disappeared from the hospital a week ago and Keenan had no other choice but to try looking for her, the best way he can.
He pays a visit to Alian, Vary’s good friend, but she told him she hadn’t seen Vary since the birthday party and Keenan went to meet with Levi, but he also said he hadn’t seen her, but would also be on the lookout for her.
After a long unyielding search, Keenan returned home that day, and as he walks over to the
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Hell Of A Marriage Thirty nine
Three months later.*** Keenan tosses and turns on the large, but lonely bed and after three hours of trying to convince himself why he needs to sleep, he pulls himself up and reaching for his phone on the lampstand beside his bed he picks it and dials the motel Christel’s line. He waits a moment and in less than three seconds later, the call is picked and a feminine voice comes through at the end of the line after the first ring. “Hello Christel motel customer service line, always open for services. How may I help you?” The polite voice asks. He clears his suddenly choked up throat to ask, “Hello, I wanted to ask if room 43 is still being occupied?” “Hold on, let me check.” The line is quiet and a minute later, the voice speaks. “Yes, sir, it is still being occupied. But our other rooms are available and of equal standard, if you would like to check in there.” He shakes his head,
Hell Of A Marriage Forty
“Vary?” He calls, a little surprised, and a little relieved as he shuts the door and tosses his keys on the counter. She’s wearing a white gown reaching a little below her thigh, displaying her toned long legs and it takes all Keenan’s might to not get distracted by them so he asks, “What are you doing here?”She gets up from the bed and walks towards him, “Trying to make amends.”Keenan looks puzzled. He does not interrupt her, he just listens.She pauses halfway towards him, “I shouldn’t have run away the way I did that night and I have blamed you for so long I forgot I also played a part in it.... the greatest part.”Keenan shakes his head. If there’s anything he has learnt in the past three months, is that passing blame helps no one. “Vary, that not true. We both played an equal part in everything that happened.” He says as he walks to her.She wanted h
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My eyes open slowly to the noise coming from downstairs and I realise that Keenan no longer on the bed and as I look around I realise he isn’t in the room either. This morning is dull and Christmas mornings have never been that way for me before as it is one of my favourite holidays, but this morning is not like the others I’ve had. It’s freezing feverish and I’m also irritated at almost everything. It’s been happening these past few days and nausea feeling doesn’t help either. These are signs I get when I’m about to begin my period and but this time they are a little different. Christmas should be fun, but my mood isn’t making it easy. I want to close my eyes when the door opens and Keenan walks in wearing a black round neck polo and grey sweatpants. His hair is rough as expected, but his blue eyes are sharp, especially when they land on me. He smiles and walks over to me. “Good morning, sweetheart. Levi and Bethany are wondering if you would come down for b
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IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE: This is the only authors note this book will have, so please read it. Hell Of A Marriage, although a spinoff from Little Nerdy Nightmare is a stand-alone book. *PEOPLE TO KNOW BEFORE READING.* Taylor Snowfall: The woman Keenan loves who is in love with his best friend. Although her presence doesn’t appear much displayed in this book. Phoebe Cates Snowfall: She was Keenan’s first love interest, but she was Rory’s kid sister, and he told Keenan to end the relationship. Jack Snowfall: Taylor Snowfall’s younger brother and husband of Phoebe Gate. *** Hey everyone and welcome to HELL OF A MARRIAGE. It’s so nice to have you here. You are at the right place at the right time. Thank you for joining me on this journey. Will Keenan Hilton finally get the happily ever after he deserves, or will he be trapped in other people’s shadow all the rest of his life? Join me as we find out. ******* “Miss Klean, the CEO would like to see you now.” The junior secretary sai
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“Haha! Funny. I could use that, a minor distraction from my normal, boring, suicidal life.” He said the last part to himself. “My name is Keenan Hilton, your new boss.” He stretches his hand, and he takes her hand into his for a shake. “Congratulation Miss Klean, you are employed.” As they shake hands, she cannot ignore how soft his hand is and also how strong his grip on her hand is on hers at the same time. “I’m employed?” she gasps, covering her mouth in disbelieve. “Mr Hilton, we haven’t even had the interview, that’s not how it’s done.” These words run out of her mouth before she can control it and at these words, his calm expression grows cold, and he gives her a blunt stare, making her swallow quickly and wish she had said nothing at all. Why does she have to ruin this excellent opportunity that has just come in her way? This has always given her trouble, and now she knows she needs control over her words and even her thoughts. He sighs heavily and withdraws his hand from h
Hell Of A Marriage Three
A week later, As Varisha makes her way from the restroom, Max, her supervisor, falls into line with her. Max, being her supervisor, is a five feet eleven inches tall male. He is wearing a long sleeve, navy blue sweater on a white shirt and trousers. He’s keeping an extremely low haircut and a full beard just like the one Keenan keeps only his own, making him look even more terrifying than she wants him to be. Vary didn’t need to be slapped twice in the face to know that Max didn’t like her and she wishes she could change that. She thought the male was a little friendly, but here he is making her life a living hell and not feeling bad about it and she wonders why everyone referred to female supervisors as hard and bitchy when she has the bitchiest one of them all. ‘Oh, kill me now?!’ She groans inwardly and her eyes flutter close for a minute. “Be careful what you wish for young lady.” Comes Max's witty response and Vary almost glares at him... Almost. Sighing deeply from the frust
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Four years later. ‘Today is going to be just another day’ was what Varisha thought as she dresses up for work this morning. Upon her arrival, and hearing her co-workers’ side talk about boss Keenan’s return, she knows it will would be just another day. It wasn’t some cliche story where a super rich boss and a simple girl fall madly in love and that wasn’t her case. At least she would not let it be her story. Keenan Hilton was her boss, and they both had each other’s company and had lunch a few times and that was all it was and although it drew the attention of some of her colleagues at work, they didn’t dare ask her question for fear of falling into Keenan’s hands. Keenan wasn’t bothered by how it looked, and neither was she. Well, so it was until Keenan left four years ago, two weeks after he stood up for her with Max. She expected nothing from him because their relationship was always a formal one and though it came with a few lunch breaks, and that didn’t change it, well, that w
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She frowns in confusion. What did she do now? “You mean now?” she asks. “Now!” he thunders and makes his way past her. Her stomach growls aloud from emptiness, but she knows one need is higher than hers and Keenan, her boss’ need is more than her stomach’s. So much for her lunch break. Murmuring her complaints to herself, she follows him behind. Just like every time he came into her office and took her to lunch four years, the eyes of other colleagues trail and longer on them, especially on her. She tightens her hand on her pause and silently follows behind him like a sheep to the slaughter. He enters his office and leaves the door open for her and Vary slows down in her walk, debating why he is choosing to treat her this way. She has done nothing wrong yet and the heavy pounding of her heart shouted that something bad was about to happen. Many thought rushes to the surface in an instant. Is he tired of h
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My eyes open slowly to the noise coming from downstairs and I realise that Keenan no longer on the bed and as I look around I realise he isn’t in the room either. This morning is dull and Christmas mornings have never been that way for me before as it is one of my favourite holidays, but this morning is not like the others I’ve had. It’s freezing feverish and I’m also irritated at almost everything. It’s been happening these past few days and nausea feeling doesn’t help either. These are signs I get when I’m about to begin my period and but this time they are a little different. Christmas should be fun, but my mood isn’t making it easy. I want to close my eyes when the door opens and Keenan walks in wearing a black round neck polo and grey sweatpants. His hair is rough as expected, but his blue eyes are sharp, especially when they land on me. He smiles and walks over to me. “Good morning, sweetheart. Levi and Bethany are wondering if you would come down for b
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“Vary?” He calls, a little surprised, and a little relieved as he shuts the door and tosses his keys on the counter. She’s wearing a white gown reaching a little below her thigh, displaying her toned long legs and it takes all Keenan’s might to not get distracted by them so he asks, “What are you doing here?”She gets up from the bed and walks towards him, “Trying to make amends.”Keenan looks puzzled. He does not interrupt her, he just listens.She pauses halfway towards him, “I shouldn’t have run away the way I did that night and I have blamed you for so long I forgot I also played a part in it.... the greatest part.”Keenan shakes his head. If there’s anything he has learnt in the past three months, is that passing blame helps no one. “Vary, that not true. We both played an equal part in everything that happened.” He says as he walks to her.She wanted h
Hell Of A Marriage Thirty nine
Three months later.*** Keenan tosses and turns on the large, but lonely bed and after three hours of trying to convince himself why he needs to sleep, he pulls himself up and reaching for his phone on the lampstand beside his bed he picks it and dials the motel Christel’s line. He waits a moment and in less than three seconds later, the call is picked and a feminine voice comes through at the end of the line after the first ring. “Hello Christel motel customer service line, always open for services. How may I help you?” The polite voice asks. He clears his suddenly choked up throat to ask, “Hello, I wanted to ask if room 43 is still being occupied?” “Hold on, let me check.” The line is quiet and a minute later, the voice speaks. “Yes, sir, it is still being occupied. But our other rooms are available and of equal standard, if you would like to check in there.” He shakes his head,
Hell Of A Marriage Thirty eight
One week later, “Why am I hacking into their system again?” Rory asks Keenan with a curious tone of voice as he opens and accesses some information on the computer screen. Keenan, who realises Rory has accessed the bank security information, moves closer to him. “Because it’s one week and two days since Vary left and I have to find out where she is that way. I’ll be okay.” He answers with honesty in his voice. After Vary disappeared from the hospital a week ago and Keenan had no other choice but to try looking for her, the best way he can. He pays a visit to Alian, Vary’s good friend, but she told him she hadn’t seen Vary since the birthday party and Keenan went to meet with Levi, but he also said he hadn’t seen her, but would also be on the lookout for her. After a long unyielding search, Keenan returned home that day, and as he walks over to the
Hell Of A Marriage Thirty seven
Vary's consciousness a few days later and her blurry eyes open and as she searches around, she realises that she’s in a strange and empty room. Panic ceases her being as she struggles to move, but she’s is impaled to the bed. Her head is still fuzzy and her body is weak and she cannot do much but struggle to get free. The door opens, and she hears a footstep in the room. Coming close to her bedside, she continues to struggle to get free and run away, but just like it has been since she woke up, it is still impossible.The man is in a long white lab coat with a stethoscope hanging around his neck, and Vary knows he’s a doctor. He’s tall, probably around six feet, masculine and with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes and thin lips. He looks to be in his mid-thirties, but he looks very fit for his age.“You are finally awake,” comes the cheerful voice of the doctor as he smiles down at her warmly.She is afraid as she star
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Tobi turns around to look at them and Varisha sees the devilish smile he always had, which she had always hated. “What is this?” Vary demands, her voice low and weary as she stares at Tobi in horror. There is fear and panic in her eyes and the last thing she wants right now is him anywhere near her or Keenan, but here he is, standing in her home. Keenan wraps his arms around her waist and she slowly looks up at him, wondering why on earth he would bring him to her? Why would he do this to her? Keenan is oblivious to what’s going on in her head, but he notices the tension that has built within her, and so he smiles. “I know you think what happened in the past is your fault, but your father is already past that and he has also forgiven you and only wishes you to forgive yourself.” A bitter taste grows in her mouth and she wonders what lie her father has fed to her husband. “Forgiven me?” Vary asks ridiculously, and squeaki
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“What happened, Keenan?” Rory asks, as he walks down to meet him in the waiting room. “Is Varisha okay? Where is she?” Keenan is pacing around aimlessly when he sees Rory close by. He goes over and wraps his arms around him in a tight hug. Rory puts his arms around Keenan for strength and support and pats his shoulder gently. Keenan pulls away and sits down and Rory bends down beside him, “You sounded so worried on the phone.” He begins, sounding concerned about his friend. More tears roll down Keenan’s eyes, and he buries his face in his hands. “Vary had an accident and the doctor told me I would have to choose because so far they can only save one. I told them to do all they can, but also to save my wife.” “What happened?” He asks, not expecting that. When Keenan called him and told him he was at the general hospital, Rory didn’t think it was a serious issue because Keenan said little, and now he understands why he is so torn
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“There she is!” Announces Patrick happily. I force myself to put on a smile, walking down to where he and Keenan are having a discussion. “I knew this day would surely come.” He tells Keenan with confidence. “Are we supposed to believe that, Dad?” Keenan asks, with a raised brow, clearly not believing in what his father just said. The old man shrug indifferently. “From the first day I saw the two of you together, I knew you were meant to be.” He points out in a convinced tone of voice, “although that was four years ago and you were still much in love with Taylor, I knew there was something about Vary that made her the ideal woman for you.” Keenan drinks a little from his glass of wine. “And you never told me any of that.” Keenan pointed out to him. “I knew it wouldn’t be clear, so I let fate lead both of you to your destiny.” The man just responds, still much convinced
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Five Months Earlier. Vary’s POV “I’m fine, Keenan, it’s bad you made me quit my job, but I’m not an invalid, I’m only pregnant” I lament as Keenan carries me in a bridal style up the stairs and into our bedroom and when he gets in, he walks to the bed and carefully lowers me down on it. He pecks my lips before sitting down and putting my legs in his lap and helping me pull off my shoes. “You are my responsibility because we are expecting our first baby.” He replies, massaging my feet and my eyes close slowly as I enjoy what he is doing. For the past two and half month Keenan has made it his duty and responsibility to treat me like a Regina (queen) as he’d call out when we argue. I can’t say I don’t love the affection and tenderness he’s showering on me. I’m just not happy when he does everything alone. “You know we still have six to seven and a half months till the delivery day. Think you can keep up?” I cock a bro
