"Son, you are awake," she said.Ace looked at her and glared at her."You think I have forgotten what you did to me?"Martha's heartbeat increased; she felt her heart almost leap to her throat."Did..did to you?" she stammered."Yes, what you did to me," Ace replied.Holding onto a last string of hope that he was talking about a totally different thing. Martha asked."What did I do to you?" her breathing hitched as she awaited his reply."You mum, you did something I will never forget."At this point, Martha's heart began to beat erratically. She began to rack her brain to come up with excuses. But the next word that left Ace's lips made her exhale without even realizing it."You made me the CEO, and now I barely have enough time to go clubbing with my friends," Ace complained.Martha recalled that just a week ago, Ace had complained about not having enough time to go clubbing with his friends. "It seems like the drug worked," she thought and stared at Ace."Why do you keep staring a
"Fred, I'm ready. What's delaying you," Rosaline asked. Both were about to go out. While Rosaline was already dressed up and ready to go, Frederick was yet to get ready."I'm almost done," he yelled from inside."I'm leaving without you in five minutes," Rosaline said. Frederick ran out immediately. His shirt was buttoned halfway, his trousers were below his knees and his hair was nothing to write home about. Rosaline giggled on seeing him.Frederick scowled at her."You made me late, and now you are giggling," Frederick accused.Rosaline shrugged and stifled another giggle. She walked over to him and began to button up his shirt."This is what you should have done since," Frederick said with a smile and patted her head.A few minutes later, both left the house with no destination in mind. As the couple strolled the streets of Paris, they ended up at a park."Isn't that the park where we did the three-legged race," Rosaline asked, pointing at the park excitedly. Frederick looked in t
"The person who tried to poison you at the hospital has been caught.""What!" Rosaline exclaimed. "Fred, let's go back home tomorrow. I want to see the idiot who had the nerve to poison my IV.""Are you sure you want to go back home tomorrow? We can just relax here and go back after a week," Frederick suggested.But Rosaline was determined to go back. This new information has made her lose interest in the vacation. "I'm sure Fred, let us go back tomorrow morning," Rosaline insisted. "In that case, let's make the most of tonight," Frederick suggested, sounding a bit unhappy."So where do we go next?" Rosaline asked, forcing herself to sound enthusiastic. All she wanted to do was to go back to the hotel and pack up in preparation for their departure tomorrow. But she had noticed the sadness in Frederick's voice. And decided to just do whatever he wanted tonight. After all, their trip has ended because of her."Let's go down there_" He pointed at the Seine River. " You said you would
"Zara Wright is dead," the guard told them."What!" Both exclaimed in disbelief.The warden pointed at Zara's dead body at a corner. She was killed when the fire broke out.Rosaline did not know whether she should be delighted or sad. Delighted that her life's threat was gone or sad that her life's threat was dead. Frederick on the other hand felt no sympathy toward Zara's death. To him, she got the ending she deserved.Rosaline and Frederick went home from there. Both were exhausted. Their lives seem to have a lot of events lately. And all these events in turn drained them. "Sister-in-law you are back," Marcus's annoying voice rang in Rosaline's exhausted ears.Rosaline glanced at him. This time, she did not ignore him like she always did. She replied."Yes, so?" Marcus was taken aback, he never expected her to reply to him."So, how is Zara?" he asked, to annoy her."She is dead. You can go see her dead body in the morgue," Rosaline replied in a cold and emotionless voice."Are you
"Congratulations, your wife is pregnant," Marcus announced."What!" Frederick asked in shock. "She is preg..what?" He asked in disbelief."I said your wife is pregnant. You should be happy and over the moon right now. Why do you look like you just saw a ghost?" Marcus asked."Are you really sure of what you just said? Are you sure that the test result you got is my wife's? Frederick asked, still finding it hard to believe that Rosaline was pregnant. How did that happen? He wondered."You sound like you don't want your wife to get pregnant?" Marcus started his observation.Frederick sighed."Relax, Fred. I was just pulling your legs. She is not pregnant. She's just stressed and a bit malnourished," Marcus explained.Frederick glared at him."Do not make such joke again," Frederick warned seriously."Sorry about that. But why don't you want to have a child?" Marcus asked curiously."You won't understand, Marc. With all that is happening in our lives right now, I do not think bringing a
"Gosh… I almost went crazy," Frederick said. He held Rosaline tightly as if she would disappear if he let go."Baby, You almost scared me to death. What were you doing there?" He asked.Rosaline sighed. She pushed herself out of his grip, took his hands, and looked up at him."Fred, I know you are honestly worried about my health. But don't you think you're overdoing it?" Rosaline asked."What do you mean?" Frederick asked, genuinely confused."Don't take this the wrong way, Fred," She said.At this point, Frederick's head was spinning, as he thought of what Rosaline was saying. Right now, her entire words didn't make any sense to him. So, he listened with maximum attention."While you were searching for me, I was hiding from you," Rosaline stated."What? Why?" "Fred, you didn't give me any breathing space. I understand that you were concerned about my health, but it was just too much. Feeling my temperature and asking how I was feeling every minute. It was too exhausting. So I had t
NEXT MORNING Rosaline woke up beside Frederick. Like always, she lay still on the bed watching him sleep. She watched his chest heave up and down with a fond smile on her face. She stretched her hand to touch his face when she suddenly recalled yesterday's events. "You are really selfish." Sounded in her mind. She retreated her hands and wiped her smile off her face. She was not going to forget being called selfish unless Frederick apologizes to her. She got off the bed, went over to the closet and took her clothes, then left the room, while Frederick slept like a log of wood on the bed, as a result of the drug he consumed. Rosaline found her way into the room beside Frederick's. She opened the door and used a stool to hold it, to stop it from shutting and trapping her in there. Once she made sure that the door would not shut, she turned around to place her clothes on the bed, only to see a naked lady sprawled on the bed. Who is she? She wondered. Rosaline tapped the lady's foot,
TWO WEEKS LATER Rosaline and Frederick were still acting like total strangers. While Rosaline was determined not to talk to Frederick, Frederick on the other hand was bent on making her realize her mistake. Despite their dispute, the couple secretly looked out for each other. It was obvious that they craved each other's attention, as they spend most of their time secretly staring at each other. Rosaline woke up, feeling drained and nauseous. She covered her mouth with her palm and ran into the bathroom. Frederick lay on the bed watching her with a worried expression, yet he made no move to go after her. When Rosaline emerged from the bathroom, she sluggishly walked over to the bed and sat down. She has been feeling nauseous for almost a week now. The worst part is that the aroma of food, even her favorite food, makes her nauseous. At that moment, she craved Frederick's attention. She turned to look at him, but Frederick got off the bed without looking back at her. That morning, Rosa