Oh my goodness! Anthony should arrive quickly!!! 😭😭
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
He moved her face away from his chest and removed the piece of clothing they used to gag up her mouth before moving her head back to his chest. He closed his eyes tight, feeling her body in his arms. He could finally breathe after having her wrapped securely in his arms."I know she's the one behind this. You'll be safe, Aysel. I promise. You'll be safe," Anthony whispered reassuringly into Aysel's ear, his calming words mingling with her sobs. His breath, cool against her skin, provided a contrast to the warmth of his embrace, offering her a sense of security in the midst of chaos.Using his suit to shield her naked body, Anthony lifted Aysel's small form in his arms and carried her towards the door. However, his steps faltered when his gaze shifted from tender to hardened upon spotting Scarlett standing before them, a gun pointed in their direction."Put her down!" Scarlett's command was delivered with icy coldness, her tone devoid of any compassion.Anthony's golden eyes blazed wit
"Feel free to do as you wish. I don't care." Anthony stated coldly, causing Scarlett to furrow her brows in displeasure.Scarlett's scheme involved manipulating Camellia into becoming her pawn, ultimately using her as bait to lure Aysel into a trap. With Aysel in captivity, Scarlett planned to coerce Anthony into signing some important documents of hers that would benefit her in a lot of ways."This mother fucking fiancé of mine will undoubtedly foil my plans if I don't take further actions," Scarlett seethed inwardly, casting a sly glance at Anthony."You truly don't care, do you? Well, let's see who remains indifferent in the end!" Scarlett grinned wickedly, her red lips painted like a demon's own."Did I ever say I was?” Anthony questioned coldly, unmoved by her lame threats. His unyielding question only added fuel to her fury as she seethed her teeth. Without warning, Scarlett grabbed Camellia's wavy brown hair and forcefully slammed her head against the cold wall."Ouch!" Camell
Anthony carried Aysel to his car which was parked in a careless manner outside the warehouse due to his rush to come to save his pregnant wife from the clutches of his ex-fiance. He kept Aysel gently in the front seat of his car after Xavier helped open the door for them. Anthony's long legs strode to the other side In a haste, and got into his car."What about my mom? She’s hurt. Are you just going to leave her behind? Her head is bleeding, Tony. She needs to see Doc. Andrew,” Aysel’s voice was filled with concern for her mom as she spoke to Anthony but Anthony didn't spare her a glance as he fastened the seat belt on Aysel’s side swiftly. "Anthony?“Aysel called out his name in a whisper this time around, her warm breath fanning his toned chin which made his eyes go close and open briefly. He sat back on the side of his seat and turned slightly to look at Aysel’s pale and vulnerable face as she stared at him with a pleading look. "She can come along with Xavier or Janetta,” He
As Anthony parked the car by the roadside, he turned to Aysel, noticing a solitary tear glistening in her eye. Aysel's heart sank at the thought that this might be the final meeting with her mother.Aysel's reverie was abruptly interrupted as the car came to a stop, and she met Anthony's gaze, her eyes brimming with tears."I'll be back with some clothes for you. Stay here," Anthony stated, grabbing his ATM card before exiting the car with a firm slam of the door, locking it securely.Aysel's eyes widened in shock. "What are you doing? Please, I can't stay in an enclosed space. Open the car," she pleaded, knocking on the window, causing Anthony to pause.Turning to face her, Anthony observed the desperation and fear in Aysel's eyes, hinting at past traumas. His brows furrowed slightly, and his jaw clenched in contemplation before he pressed the button to unlock the car."Why resist the lock? Are you planning to run back to your mom? To be taken away from me?" Anthony questioned, whil
"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.