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
"I'm pregnant, Fred," she announced, smiling like she just won a lottery. However, the next word she heard wiped her smile off her face."Pregnant? For who?" Frederick questioned, staring intently at her."What do you mean by that? Who else would I be pregnant for, if not you?" Rosaline replied. Surprised by Frederick's question."But we always used protection and I have never released inside of you," Frederick said, still staring at her.Rosaline gazed back at him trying to figure out if he perhaps was joking. But there was no hint that he was joking."What are you trying to say, Fred? Did I get myself pregnant?" Rosaline questioned.Frederick sighed and looked away, then said."I do not know about it, Rosaline. But I'm curious to know how you got pregnant because I can vouch that the baby growing inside you is not mine.""Fred…"Rosaline called, but he cut her off."Do not get me started Rosaline. I have no idea of where you got your pregnancy from. We have not been intimate for over
Rosaline dragged her luggage down the stairs, amidst Isaac's pleas. Tears flowed down her face and her heart ached, but she consoled herself that perhaps it was all for the best. She wasn't going to keep living with a husband who doesn't trust her, a husband who accused her of infidelity without batting an eyelid. "Mrs. Mills, please come back," Isaac cried. Although he knew nothing about why she was crying, it was a known fact to everyone living in the mansion that Frederick and Rosaline have not been on good terms for over two weeks. Maybe she was fed up with their conflict and decided to leave, Isaac thought.Ever since he began working for the Mills family, Rosaline has been the only one who cared for him. She was the only one who asked how he was doing. Even Bradley Mills, who was the kindest of the Mills, has not shown him as much kindness as Rosaline. To him, she wasn't just his boss's wife. And he wasn't ready to let her leave.Isaac ran and blocked her path, stopping her fro
TWO MONTHS LATER Frederick's home looked nothing like its former self. It was now quiet despite being filled with maids who handled everything. If one looks closer, he will notice that the entire furniture was new. This was because Frederick discarded everything that reminded him of Rosaline. He changed the kitchen wares, dining table and chairs, couch, etc. As they all contained memories of Rosaline.The maids in the mansion can be seen quietly carrying out their duty with utmost care, as if afraid to make a mistake. The sound of a door opening upstairs made the entire maids run in various directions, as they sought for ways to exit the living room. It was as if they all feared whoever had opened the door."It's your turn to serve breakfast. Good luck and be safe," A maid whispered to another, then quickly ran out of the living room.The last remaining maid fearfully walked to the dining room. She stood in a corner waiting for the boss to come down. A few seconds later, footsteps we
Rosaline walked into the Marks mansion, along with others. She had joined those selected to go serve Marks tonight. Finding a job as a pregnant woman was not easy. She had to come so that she could still keep her job."Good girl," Amira muttered with a mocking smile and patted Rosaline's back. Rosaline glared at her. But she waved her off like she doesn't matter. Once they all entered the mansion. Rosaline and others were given a uniform to change into. After putting on their uniform, they were assigned different positions. Rosaline was to serve the drinks to the guests. So she left the others, who were chattering, and walked off to her assigned post. These past two months Rosaline had made sure to rely on herself only. She distanced herself from everyone and did everything entirely by herself. She didn't attempt to make any friends. Her sole aim was to be able to cater for herself and her unborn child. The party hall was tastefully decorated, huge chandeliers hung on the ceilings.
Martha lay on the bed, in the arms of Robert. Both were engrossed in a discussion. She had succeeded in wiping her husband's memory, using the drug Alex Wright had given to her after she did his bidding. She is now Alex Wright's lover, she leaves the house and goes over to his, to spend time with him and also pleasure him. To her, she was completely in control of her life and that of her husband and son."I doubt Rosaline is really my child," Robert said."You would have to find that out from her dead mother," Martha said without care."That girl is a disgrace to this family. She was supposed to help grow the company through the help of the Mills. But what did she do? She threw away the opportunity and left to God knows where," Martha ranted just for show. Inside her, she was really happy that Rosaline was out of their lives."That girl is the black sheep of this family. I regret wasting my resources in training her. If I had known I would have given everything I spent in training her
NEXT MORNING Rosaline arrived at the Marks mansion, in high spirits. It was not often that one gets such a generous job offer. She had thought about it last night and had made up her mind not to have any double thoughts about her new job offer. It does not matter whether she was offered the job because of her pregnancy. All that matters is that she finally got a job that will be able to sustain her and her unborn child even after he is born. "You bring me lots of luck, honey," she said and rubbed her belly fondly.Just outside the mansion, Rosaline met Amira who was leaving the mansion in anger. She moved aside, so that angry Amira would walk out but Amira startled her by suddenly gripping her shoulders."You bitch, what did you tell Mr. Mark last night that made him fire me?" Amira fired in anger.At first, Rosaline had a look of surprise, but that look changed so quickly like it had not been there in the first place.She held Amira's hands and forcefully pulled them off her should