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About an hour later, Aysel descended the stairs wearing black leggings that hugged her petite curves, paired with a blue top and matching sneakers. Her brown wavy hair was neatly tied in a bun, with a few strands of her curly hair framing her face as they fell over her forehead, with a black purse which she held tightly with both of her hands. As she looked into the sitting room, she saw Anthony wearing black pants and a white T-shirt which he left a few beads unbuttoned. His usually tousled hair was slicked back, giving him a slightly different look. "A new look for a change at least,” She scoffed rolling her eyes. He sat on a golden couch in a majestical manner with one leg crossed over the other, engrossed in his phone and casually sipping the red wine from the side table when he noticed someone approaching. He lifted his gaze from the phone and was stunned by the captivating beauty before him. His own little Rabbit was looking so different in his eyes. Her chubby little face w
"What have I done? It's Tony’s Dad! Fucking no!""It's all because of Stella, constantly hounding on me," he cursed inwardly.Opening and closing his eyes, Xavier grinned."Good morning! I didn't realize it was you. Please disregard what I said earlier. It was a misunderstanding," Xavier explained, scratching the back of his head and chuckling at his own foolishness."Are you finished?" came a curt question, indicating a lack of interest in Xavier's explanation."Sir?""I asked if you were done with your nonsense," the voice demanded, its tone growing more forceful, causing Xavier to laugh uncomfortably."Yes, I'm finished. Haha," Xavier replied laughing at himself.Mr. Garcia's voice, toxic and deep as ever, continued over the phone. "Good. I hope you haven't forgotten why I sent you there in the first place and allowed yourself to be distracted by your own mischief.""Haha, no, of course not. Big bro seems to be getting jealous. I think he has feelings for sister-in-law but hasn't co
"Hey, no need to be rude. I didn't mean to fall on you. I tripped and stumbled, and then ended up on your delicate body. My apologies, Mississippi," Xavier said, smirking as he stood up and brushed off his clothes as if there was invisible dirt on them.Flushed with embarrassment, she quickly rose to her feet, aware of the curious and disapproving gazes of onlookers in the hospital."What did you just call me?" she asked."Mississippi," he repeated, raising an eyebrow nonchalantly.Letting out a huff, Janetta addressed Xavier, her annoyance evident. "Okay, Xavier. I'm going to say this once and never again. Let today be the first and last time you call me by that name. My name is Janetta Garcia. When you call me, show some respect as you address me by my name.""Janetta is so lame. I wonder why Uncle gave you such a lame and stupid name. You're too pretty to bear such a name. That's why I'll keep calling you Miss Mississippi whether you like it or not. You don't have a choice," he reto
Bryan's furious and pained gaze shifted to Aysel as he struggled to stand upright. His lips twisted into a chilling smile as he chuckled, "Hehe, This isn't the first you hit me right over here, kitten,” he chuckled, pointing at his groin.He snickered and said in a looming tone, "Guess you're craving to have a taste of it that's why your target had always been there,” before her. His laughter faded, and his expression turned menacing as he gazed down at Aysel with lust in his eyes. Aysel, still reeling from the unbearable pain in her abdomen, barely registered his words.As the door clicked shut, Bryan turned his attention to the whimpering Aysel, her tear-filled eyes were hazy as she hugged her little bump. He advanced slowly, knowing she was trapped and unable to escape. Bryan squatted down in front of Aysel and remarked, "I don't know what you did, but you suddenly look more appealing to me." He raised his hand as if to touch her cheek, but Aysel turned away."You look stunning
"What the hell! Bro, check what's going on inside there," Xavier cursed in a tense tone.Anthony attempted to adjust the room camera repeatedly, but the footage remained blurry, as if the camera in the room wasn't functioning properly.As they watched, Anthony increased the volume of the TV, but the audio was unclear, causing his frustration to boil over. He slammed his hand against the desk in the surveillance room in anger."Bro, I think I can fix that. Let me try," Xavier said, moving closer to the computer desk and adjusting some wires. The TV screen's video feed became clear.The next thing they saw was Aysel being pinned against the wall, tears streaming down her face as she struggled to break free. Her mouth was gagged, preventing her from screaming, and her top was torn, exposing her bra."Damn it!" Xavier exclaimed, unable to believe his eyes.Anthony angrily swept his hand across the table and let out a deep, pained growl. His golden eyes blazed with fury.Anthony stormed out
After a few minutes, the door to the operating room swung open, and the doctor emerged, discarding his gloves and face mask before turning to face Anthony, who followed him out.Janetta and Xavier rose swiftly from the bench they had been sitting on and approached the doctor, eager to receive an update on Aysel's condition."What's happening? Why did the procedure stop?" Anthony inquired, his tone tense with worry."Doctor, how is she? What is Aysel's current condition?" Janetta interjected, hastening over to where the doctor and Anthony stood."I'm sorry to say that Aysel is in critical condition. She has suffered significant blood loss from unnoticed bleeding, likely due to the dark leggings she was wearing. I recommend finding a donor urgently before her condition deteriorates further. Her baby's well-being is also at risk," the doctor informed Anthony, his gaze shifting to the concerned expressions on Janetta and Xavier's faces. With a sense of urgency, Anthony swiftly dialed a nu
Janetta entered the ward where Camellia was recuperating after donating blood to Aysel. She gently knocked on the door before pushing it open."Hello," Janetta greeted warmly, offering a genuine smile as she approached Camellia, who appeared to have been crying.Upon seeing the same familiar face she had seen standing before the operating room in the hallway, Camellia quickly wiped away her tears, attempting to mask her distress."Who are you?" Camellia inquired, looking puzzled as she struggled to sit up due to her weakened state."Don't strain yourself, ma'am. Please, lie back down and rest," Janetta urged, assisting Camellia in settling back onto the bed."Who are you, and what brings you here?" Camellia asked again, her curiosity still piqued."I'm a friend and former colleague of Aysel's. We used to work together at the same company until she stopped coming in unexpectedly," Janetta explained, omitting the fact that she was actually Anthony's younger sister. "I see. It's nice to
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
"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.