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Aysel's dark, lengthy lashes fluttered open, revealing her magic hazel eyes but she quickly shut them, attempting to adjust to the brightness of the room.The surroundings appeared slightly hazy, but after a few blinks, her vision gradually cleared.As she tried to sit up on the bed, a throbbing sensation in her head made itself known, hinting at an impending headache."Ouch," Aysel whimpered, clutching her head in discomfort."Why does it hurt so much?" she wondered aloud, attempting to rise, only to be met with a sharp pain shooting through her abdomen, causing her to cry out in agony.At that moment, memories of how Bryan tried to force himself on Aysel flooded her mind, followed by recollections of Anthony and Xavier bursting into the isolated room she was in, then Anthony delivering a decisive blow to Bryan before she could collapse to the ground and Anthony caught her in his arms. Though the images remained blurred in her mind, she was certain of their occurrence. She eased back
Janetta quickly recomposed herself into her usual nonchalant personality when she saw it was the most hated person in her life who stood before her."Hmph, I see you still remember me as the 'little demon' who will make sure to make your life miserable if you dare mess with my family," Janetta smirked, crossing her arms confidently."I have no time for you. You're not worth my energy. I have more important things to do than argue with a demon like you," Scarlett spat, her irritation evident. She harbored a deep-seated hatred for Janetta, much like her animosity towards Aysel, but she knew she couldn't retaliate against Janetta."Tsk! The Demonic Queen herself speaks," Janetta mocked sarcastically, rolling her eyes."Get out of my way," Scarlett demanded, her expression filled with disgust."Am I blocking your path? You were the one walking down this hallway. Seems like you've lost your mind in the few months since we last met," Janetta shook her head, feeling a mix of pity and disdain
"I asked, where is Aysel?" Anthony growled, slamming his hand against the door frame in frustration."Just a moment. She was sound asleep in her room just a few minutes ago," Janetta replied, with Xavier nodding in agreement."She's not there! I returned with her lunch, but she's nowhere to be found in her room. I've searched everywhere. Where could she have gone?" Anthony questioned angrily, visibly agitated.Having scoured the hospital premises without success, Anthony was growing increasingly worried about Aysel's whereabouts."I'll go look for her. If she left her room, she couldn't have gone too far. Maybe she just went to the restroom," Janetta suggested as she hurried past Anthony.Her primary focus was on verifying Aysel's absence with her own eyes.Once Janetta had left, Anthony turned his intense gaze towards Xavier, who braced himself for the impending scolding for not staying with Aysel as instructed."Xavier! I specifically told you to stay with Aysel until I returned, but
As Anthony exited the surveillance room, he encountered a young security guard, approximately 22 years old, attired in a blue uniform with a matching cap. Instantly recognizing him as the individual responsible for monitoring the CCTV but neglecting his duties in the hospital, Anthony's frustration and anger boiled within him.In a moment of intense emotion, he lashed out at the security guard, delivering an unexpected blow that caused the young man to crumple to the ground, unconscious. "Remember this lesson next time and focus on your responsibilities instead of wandering around!" Anthony snapped at the unconscious guard, who lay on the floor with blood trickling down his face.Anthony's eyes glinted with seething frustration, his emotions heightened by the inability to locate his missing pregnant wife, leading to the impulsive reaction towards the negligent security personnel.Earlier that afternoon, after Anthony had gone to retrieve Aysel's lunch, Xavier was escorted out of the r
Aysel's cheeks flushed a deep crimson from the force of Scarlett's blows, tears streaming down her face.With a firm grip on Aysel's jaw, Scarlett forced her to meet her gaze, their eyes locking in a cruel exchange.Scarlett's cold, menacing eyes bore into Aysel's teary hazel orbs, relishing in the visible agony that Aysel struggled to conceal. A sharp, feminine voice, as venomous as Scarlett's, pierced the air as a woman approached Aysel, echoing Scarlett's sentiments."Who does she think she is, trying to steal Anthony away from you?" The woman's words dripped with disdain. "Just a country girl from a wretched background, with only her mother by her side. Mother and daughter who are both abandoned, with nothing to their name. And yet, this audacious daughter stoops so low as to seduce someone else's fiancé, all for his wealth and status!" She spat to the side, irritation in her eyes as she glanced back at Aysel. Hearing a very familiar voice speak behind her, Scarlett turned to se
**** After Scarlett discreetly signaled to the man, Aysel, still consumed by tears, remained unaware of the silent exchange. Scarlett and Jessica turned to depart without uttering a word.The man proceeded to untie Aysel from the chair, a glimmer of hope flickering in her eyes at the prospect of freedom. "Thank you! Thank you so much. I am truly grateful for your assistance. I will find a way to repay you, I promise," Aysel expressed her gratitude, her breaths coming in uneven gasps.In her mind, she believed that a spark of kindness had touched the man's darkened heart, leading him to seize the opportunity for her escape while Scarlett and Jessica left to help her find her way home.However, the man remained silent, his focus solely on unbinding the rope from behind the chair. Despite her efforts to resist, Aysel found herself overpowered as he swiftly re-tied her hands after releasing her from the chair.Confusion clouded Aysel's expression as she questioned, "What are you doin
******"Bring the documents. I'm sure he knows the whereabouts of this bitch. Once he is here then these documents would get signed by him and if possible the old frog too,” Scarlett's voice dripped with malice as she instructed Jessica to fetch the documents, a sinister plot forming in her mind. Jessica promptly retrieved the documents as requested, echoing Scarlett's sentiments with a mix of resentment and agreement."I agree with you. You've been engaged to him for far too long. Two years of engagement isn't a joke. He should have been married to you but this cunning bitch found a way and took your place in his life effortlessly,” Jessica commiserated, her words stoking the flames of Scarlett's anger and hurt.The unexpected return of Aysel had unraveled Scarlett's carefully laid plans, leaving her feeling a deep sense of loss and longing. Despite her manipulative ways, Scarlett couldn't deny the unintended love that had blossomed for Anthony over the years.Memories of their twist
Scarlett shifted her gaze from the men to Aysel, who kept trembling amidst them. Aysel's tear-filled eyes were streaked with mascara, her cheeks flushed with fear and vulnerability.A twisted smirk played on Scarlett's lips as she savored the sight of her rival in such a broken and traumatized state.Approaching Aysel with calculated steps, Scarlett locked eyes with her, reveling in the power she held over her adversary.Feigning a false sense of tenderness, Scarlett spoke in a sweet tone, attempting to deceive Aysel with false reassurances."Don't be afraid, my dear. They won't harm you. Just take these pills and swallow them down," Scarlett cooed, extending the bottle of drugs towards Aysel with a deceptive smile.Confusion clouded Aysel's mind, but a sense of unease settled in as she realized Scarlett's true intentions.Aysel's tear-filled gaze shifted from the pills in Scarlett's outstretched hand to her deceitful expression."I refuse to take them," Aysel declared with unwaverin
"Yes, but I never got the chance to confess to your mommy. I only admired her from afar, and when I finally decided to confess, I was unexpectedly taken away from school," Mikhail complained, a hint of sadness in his expression."That's bad," Alexis sympathized, feeling sorry that the love story between his mom and Mikhail had been left unfinished."But it's alright. When I visit next time, I'll make sure to ask your mom to marry me!" Mikhail declared confidently."Hooray! Mom is getting married! I'll have a daddy!" Alexis cheered."Shh! Remember, keep it a secret, okay? Don't tell anyone, not even your mom," Mikhail cautioned, placing a finger to his lips."I promise I won't!" Alexis vowed, and Mikhail affectionately patted his head."You're such a good boy," Mikhail praised with a warm smile.As Alexis and Mrs. Penelope entered the hospital, Mikhail headed towards his car.By the time Alexis had finished his ice cream, and he eagerly ran to his mom."Mom! Can I see the baby? Please,
"No one should breathe a word about the late baby to my wife. It's our secret to bear. Alexis and the rest must keep quiet. I'll inform my father-in-law when he arrives," Xavier instructed quietly."Understood," Aysel nodded, relieved to see Xavier looking more composed than before."Janetta has been moved, and the baby is in the incubator. The doctor wants to see you now," Aysel informed him."Good, I'll be back soon," Xavier replied, flashing a brief smile before heading to the doctor's office.Aysel faced Mikhail with a sincere smile of appreciation on her face. "Um..you are?” Aysel asked. Mikhail extended his hand with a charming grin. "Mikhail Valor," he introduced himself, knowing his name might ring a bell. Mikhail’s grin on his lips never faded away as he continued smiling at her confused adorable face. "Yes?..” He said. "Do I know you from somewhere?” Aysel asked, knowing that his name sounded very familiar. Mikhail's grin remained as he replied, " No? Yes? Maybe you kno
Aysel could not just find herself accepting someone else calling her child a look-alike of Anthony Garcia. It's like a forbidden word to her ears. loud cries continued from the labor room in the background admist. "Aysel, be calm. What's up with you all of a sudden?” Mrs. Penelope asked, walking over to meet her. Mikhail raised his hands up as he got up to his feet, towering over Aysel’s average-looking height. "I mean no harm. What's the need to be so angry? Fine, I won't repeat that again.” Mikhail apologized immediately. "Mom,” Alexis called, pulling Aysel’s hand and Aysel peered down at him, the anger in her eyes still visible. "Don't yell at Uncle. He is nice and means no harm to me. He was only saying, he didn't mean to raise any issue, mommy. And uncle had helped take Aunty to the hospital in his car after the accident. I was on the road, crying and trying to help Aunty but all my efforts turned useless. No one came to help except him,” "What?” Aysel exclaimed, shocked to
"Get your ass up, Aysel. You have a lot of chores to do, don't you?” Aysel sat up and grabbed her phone. She dialed a number and it got connected in no time. "Good morning, Mom,” Aysel beamed with a wide smile on her glowing face. "Good morning, dear. How are you and my grandson doing? Hope he isn't giving you a headache, right?” Camellia asked on her side of the line. "Yes, he is! He made me chase after him a lot before he agreed to go to school! I even hurt my arm because of him!” Aysel exclaimed frustratedly, rolling her brown eyes as she let out a hard sigh. "Though, he is off to school now,” Aysel said, getting up from her bed. "It won't be bad if Alexis does give you a headache besides, karma is real. You did the same thing to me when you were little,” Camellia muttered with a small giggle. On leaving the room heard something from her mom which made her forehead form a line because she wasn't sure if had heard it right or if her mom had even said anything. "Did you say s
Five Years Later. "Mama, please! I don't want to go to school!" pleaded a young boy of around five years old, his wavy, short brown hair bouncing as he darted around the spacious sitting room. Seeking refuge, he scurried behind the dining chairs, attempting to evade his determined mother."Alexis, come back here! It's time for your bath, and you have exams today," called out a young woman with a similar shade of brown hair, neatly tied up in a bun. She wore a simple, flowing dress, but her face showed signs of exhaustion. She had been chasing after the mischievous little rascal for several minutes now, but he adamantly refused to comply, insisting that he didn't want to go to school! "I don't want to! I hate my teacher! She always pulls my ear and calls me a naughty boy, even when I haven't done anything wrong!" he exclaimed in a frustrated, childlike tone, as he came out from his hiding spot only to swiftly move to another, repeating the pattern."Did you just say you did nothing
"I know you love us, Anthony. Talk to me, tell us if Scarlett is forcing you to do this against your wish. I know she is, cause the Anthony I knew over the months would never point a gun at his son and wouldn't ask for a divorce. So speak up Tony and end this DRAMA!” Aysel yelled, abruptly approaching Anthony once she found the chance and took the gun from him but Anthony quickly had his fingers around the trigger and shot it at Aysel. Janetta's quick-witted eyes saw it coming and she quickly pulled Aysel away as it grazed Aysel’s cheek slightly. "Ahh”Aysel let out a yelp, her palm on her cheeks, as her tears grew in her eyes, feeling the slight stinging pain on her cheeks. "Mr. STEWART, give the damned papers to her right now!” Anthony commanded in a formidable tone. The man who was lost in the unfolding scene happening before him jolted out from it. "Ahem. Yes. Yes,” He cleared his throat and went forward to meet the lady who had her hand in her cheeks. "Mrs. Aysel Brown, pleas
Here are the divorce papers you asked for from me, Mr. Anthony Garcia. "Hand it over to her “ Anthony instructed, gesturing towards Aysel. The man followed the direction Anthony pointed at and his gaze fell on Aysel who stood before him with her petite figure like a bottle that would break any time soon as her body shuddered slightly and a teardrop rolled down her crimson cheeks. Her tears caught his eyes and he felt a sharp pain in his chest as goosebumps formed on his skin. He turned back to Anthony with a questioning gaze. "Her?” he managed to ask with hesitance in his tone. "Who else? Give it to her, so she can sign the pages and leave my estate immediately,” Anthony commanded, sending a chilling aura down his spine. Xavier could not believe everything that was happening. He could not accept that Anthony was changing towards Aysel and her child. "Are you being serious right now, bro? Aysel is your wife for heaven's sake, Anthony!” Xavier palmed his forehead, letting out a gr
"Let me take him instead, Mississippi. He’s a Bruh, not some Barbie boy. I'll care for him. Alexis does t want you. He wants Uncle Xavier,” Xavier said as he tried to carry Alexis away from Janetta. Janetta almost bites Xavier's hands. "Don't you even dare take him. He almost fell from your hand earlier today when you stubbornly tried to carry him. You know you don't know how to handle a baby but you won't learn first. You just do what you want! Stay away from Alexis, Xavier. You can't handle him,” Janetta stated, and Xavier crunched his face into a frown. Xavier rolled his eyes and Aysel could only let out a sigh. "They're still doing their puppy love as it looks,” Aysel thought inwardly as she shook her head. Mr.Garcia didn't come with them cause he heard something very important came up in the underground so he had to attend to it. When they got to the door, the door wasn't opening which means it was locked from the inside. "Jack! Troy! Drake! Come over here!” Janetta commande
Pushing the door open, she found Aysel dressed in a blue hospital gown. Her brown hair cascaded loosely on the pillow as she lay on the bed with a baby cradle by her side.Closing the door behind her, Janetta couldn't contain her smile as she approached Aysel, the joy of the new arrival evident in the room."Janetta,” Aysel muttered as she tried to sit up on the bed. She had a smile on her face but carried a little hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Hey, Aysel, how's my little nephew doing?" Janetta whispered as she cautiously approached them.Walking over to the white baby cradle beside Aysel's bed, Janetta laid her eyes on the tiny pink bundle wrapped snugly in a sky-blue blanket. The baby, with his long, thick lashes peacefully shut in slumber, brought a smile to Janetta's face."Oh, he's just adorable. But it seems he's still fast asleep. Should I pick him up now, or should I wait until he wakes?" Janetta inquired excitedly, her joyful smile reflecting in her deep blue eyes.