Chapter 2
DAHLIA “What is she doing here?” I asked, my eyes never leaving hers. “Are you cheating on me with her?” I detached my hand from Desmond's shoulders and gazed right at him. “What…What are you saying?” Desmond quickly pulled his headset off his head, flinging it away. Then he quickly grabbed me, holding onto my waist. “Leave us, Sophia,” he instructed. My eyes never left Sophia's as she walked away, she sent a glare in my direction and just before she closed the door, I noticed she missed a button on her shirt. The moment the door shut, I pulled away from Desmond's hold, glaring at him. “Dahl, you're over thinking,” he said, looking at me. “I met another woman all sweaty and looking like that in your office, she even missed a button on her shirt…And you’re telling me I’m overthinking?” I couldn’t hold back the hurt, anger and disappointment. “Calm down, Dahl,” Desmond quickly pulled me into his arms and began to stroke my back like he always did each time I get offended, but then I backed away. He sighed. “The proposal I told you about. The one with the Knights. It suddenly went missing, I couldn't search alone so I called for someone trusted to help out, we've been searching for hours,” he explained, staring right into my eyes. “Tony couldn't help with the search?” I asked. Desmond sighed. “I don't know why you're suddenly acting like this, baby. You and I know I would never cheat on you. Tony was busy at that time and Sophia was the only available person. I'm sure you noticed the new faces. I don't really trust any of them,” he explained, holding onto my hand and desperately wanting me to believe him. His explanation made a lot of sense and at that moment, all my doubts were erased. “I could never cheat on you…” Desmond went on to say softly. I shook my head at my silliness. Blaming it all on pregnancy hormones, I threw myself into his arms. “I'm sorry, Des. I don't know what came over me,” I mumbled. He didn't say a word for a moment and then I proceeded to apologize once again. “You know I love it when you're possessive over me,” he smiled, kissing me. I wasted no time returning the kiss and in a few minutes, the sound of our tongues wrestling with each other filled the office. “I have to find the business proposal, “ Desmond suddenly pulled away, still holding onto me. As much as I wanted nothing more than to throw myself into his arms, I understood the importance of doing business with the Knights. It would change our life forever. “I'll help you,” I said, making a mental note to tell him about the pregnancy later. Knowing how excited he'd be when I share the news. I didn't want him to miss this big deal out of excitement. After barely 10 minutes of searching, he found the papers. “You know what Dahlia. Why don't you take the proposal to the Knights yourself,” Desmond suddenly suggested. “Why?” I asked “I wanted Sophia to go but….” He was saying but I cut her off. “I'll go,” the mere mention of the name Sophia, was now an irk to me. In fact, I'd probably hate anyone called Sophia for the next coming years. Desmond might not understand, but as a woman, I did. That woman was out to seduce my husband. I simply ruined her plans. That was the only plausible explanation for her glaring at me earlier. “I'll go home with the proposal and study it, then visit the Knights tomorrow….Do not worry, I'll secure this deal for you, “ I promised him. The moment I said this, a thought flashed through my mind, it's always great to celebrate two great news at once. “I'll tell him about my pregnancy when I secure the deal with the Knights,” I declared inwardly, smiling. “I'm leaving now,” I kissed him and headed for the door. “I'll be home soon. Don't bother about making dinner, I'm sure you'd get tired by the time you reach home,” Desmond smiled at me. I nodded, loving my ever so caring husband. Leaving his office, I waved a tensed Tony goodbye and walked out. But then, as I stepped into the elevator, someone walked in too, it was Sophia. “We need to talk,” she said the moment the doors shut. I felt disgusted by her presence. “I have nothing to discuss with you Sophia,” I quickly dismissed her. “Not when it involves your dear Desmond,” she said “Once again, Sophia. I have nothing to discuss with you,” I maintained my stand. Just then, the elevator door dinged and I walked off. Sophia persisted and followed me out of the company and into my car. “What the hell is wrong with you! First you try to seduce my husband and now this?” I fired at her. She simply smiled. “Buy me coffee and I'll tell you something about your husband,” she maintained her stand.. Sighing, I drove to the nearest coffee shop. Not because I would believe whatever nonsense she would say about Desmond. But because I wanted to get rid of her. “Don’t you think your husband is cheating on you, Dahlia?…” Sophia asked the moment we settled down in the coffee shop. Staring intensely at me like she was trying to gauge my reaction I scoffed, unfazed. “You don't think so?” She asked, smirking. “Why would I? I've been married to Desmond for years. He didn't cheat when we were dating, he never cheated since. Why would he suddenly cheat now?” “Well, I hate to be the one to break it to you, but your saint Desmond is a chronic womanizer and is cheating on you, not with me though, I have better taste…” She paused, then leaned forward. “Believe it or not. The sooner you to come to terms with that, the better for you…And for what you witnessed in the office, nothing happened,” she casually spoke, sipping the coffee that had just been dropped on the table. I speechlessly sat there, not knowing what to say. “Why are you doing this?” I finally managed to speak. “Why do you want to tear my marriage apart?” Sophia scoffed. “Your marriage fell before it even began. And for why I'm doing this, Dahlia….It's simple. Find yourself. You're lost all in the name of marriage. “What…” I was speaking, but then she picked up her bag. “I'm leaving. I'll pay for the coffee on my way out.” “One more thing,” she paused. “Ask your husband why he fired the old employees….Those people were loyal to you.” “Wake up, Dahlia,” she patted my back and walked away, leaving me seated there confused.Chapter 3DAHLIA Walking from the coffee shop to my car suddenly felt like an extreme sport. My heart was in turmoil. I was exhausted by everything. “Who do I believe? My husband or a woman who I’m sure badly wants to seduce him?” Never have I been this confused and drained. Today was supposed to be a big day for me, I can’t believe I’m ending it with worries and restlessness. Getting into my car, I drove back home with an unclear head, deciding to pull myself together before Desmond gets home. But then, by the time I got home, Desmond was already back. “You're finally back,” he exclaimed in excitement the moment I walked in. He was still on his work shirt, a clear indication that he just got home. He wore an apron and was making dinner. “You said you'd get something on your way home,” I pointed out, staring at him. “Oh, about that. I decided to just make you something myself. It's better than eating out,” he smiled yet again. I stood there, staring at him. All doubts sudde
Chapter 4DAHLIA Throughout the entire ride to the Knights Cooperation, I kept having an internal war with myself. “Was my marriage going to fall apart?” I couldn't stop worrying. I met Desmond when he was at his lowest. I could never forget that eventful day. I was driving home from work after a late night shift, when I was suddenly flagged down by a yelling man, it was Desmond. His mum was in a critical condition and needed urgent medical care. I drove them to the hospital that day and even went as far as helping pay the medical bills, having figured out he had no money. After that day, Desmond and I became really close and in less than a month, he asked me out. I brought his family out of the slums and gave them an apartment, started a business for his father, made sure his mum got the best medical care and even put his siblings who were dropped out, back into school. Then offered Desmond a place in my company. Desmond and I got closer and closer after these and eventually go
Chapter 5 “You have just two days, Dahlia. Bring me a better proposal,” Ronan Knight solemnly declared. I just sat there, staring at him, not even a single word coming from me. I was in so much shock and confusion that I forgot I had to thank him. “You may leave,” he said, pointing at the door. I rose to my feet. “Thank you, Mr. Knight,” I managed to let out, then headed for the door. But then he called me back. “Take your proposal with you. It's of no use to me.” The instant he uttered those words, I lowered my head in shame. Never in my years of running a company have I faced an embarrassment like this, even as a rookie, something like this never happened, not even once. I retraced my step with my head bowed, picked up the files and walked out. My head was lowered as I walked from Ronan Knight's office to my car. “Dahlia!” The last voice I wanted to hear at the moment called out to me. It was Sophia. I ignored her, unlocked my car and got in, but then she stepped right i
Chapter 6“I should have sent Tony. You've lost your touch, Dahlia. How could you mess this up? You know how much this means to me. You lost a deal that could change our lives, Dahlia….fuck!” Desmond complained, taking a step away from me. My heart wrenched, the harsh reality hitting me so hard, that I almost lost my balance. I held onto the sofa, gripping it so hard, and gnashing my teeth, afraid I’d reveal my true emotions.“You know how much I was looking forward to this deal, Dahl. I sent you because I thought you’d get it, but you flopped it. The business deal was meant to change our whole life, Dahlia. How could you?” he kept complaining, walking around the house and nearly ripping his hair off.His act was so convincing that I almost found myself kneeling to apologize. But then, the fact that everything was playing out exactly the same way Sophia said it would, made me hold back.This man has changed a lot. He isn’t the man I helped up from the slums. He isn’t the man that I’v
Chapter 7 DAHLIA I drove behind Desmond from a safe distance and soon, he came to a stop in front of a hotel. I turned off my car and watched him walk into the hotel. I couldn't possibly follow him in there to avoid being discovered. So, I stayed back, never letting my eyes leave the hotel's entrance. Over 30 minutes later, he still wasn't out. I was getting hungry and was already exhausted. I haven't even brushed my teeth yet. My stomach growled, reminding me that I haven't had breakfast yet. I sighed, lowering my head on the steering wheel. “Classic that I'm finding out about all of this while pregnant,” I was nearly in tears. My pregnancy was supposed to be a thing of excitement for Desmond and I. Now, I'm not even sure. “This isn't the time to break down,” I reminded myself. Pulling myself together, I looked towards the hotel's entrance. The sight before me, made me question all I've heard and believed these few days. Outside the hotel was Desmond, walking hand in han
Chapter 8 DAHLIA “Why are they suddenly here?” Seeing them at that moment, the realization of what I've been tolerating all in the name of love for Desmond flashed on my mind. I had completely forgotten that they had a key to my home. Desmond had given it to them in the past. I never had an issue with it, because I was so focused on being a good wife and daughter in-law to them. But thinking of it now, that was so stupid of me. “Dahlia….I didn't want to come here today, but I needed some cash. Desmond didn't give me any, can you help me out?” Anita, Desmond's younger sister asked, holding my hand. Mind you, I was still standing outside the door. “I need money too, Dahlia…the allowances you send me are barely enough these days,” Frank, his brother added. “You should increase our allowances too. It's barely enough,” Gideon, Desmond's father added. “Dahlia dear…Can you take me to the hospital later, that's….” Martha was speaking, but then I cut her off, fed up and tired of being
Chapter 9DAHLIAOnce I hung up, I unlocked the door and found my way back into the living room. Martha was in the dining area serving some dishes, Anita was right next to her while a pissed off Frank and Gideon were seated on the couch, talking to each other in hushed tones. I wasn't able to grasp what they were saying, but I could swear I heard my name.“Can I have a word with you?” I called out to Martha.She paused and turned in my direction, so did every single person in the room.“You're finally out after disrespecting me!” Frank thundered.But then I wasted no time shushing him. I didn't have his time.“I'm married to your brother, not you Frank. And do not forget you're in my house, one more nonsense from you, I'll be forced to throw you out,” I didn't bother sugarcoating my words.“You!” Frank rose from his seat, but was held back by Gideon.“You don't talk that way to the men in this family!” Gideon was quick to reprimand me.“Remind me how I ended up with these people again
Chapter 10 “I'll tell you everything. Promise you'll help me gain back my freedom, please Dahlia…” “What the hell are you rambling about?” I asked, taking steps away from her to have a better view of her face. “Dahlia, please. Let's find somewhere and talk. I promise I'll clear up all of this madness,” Anita kept pleading, almost at the verge of breaking down. “You're my only hope right now, Dahlia. You have to listen to me, please,” she kept pleading. Thinking about how I might have been played, used for a fool and deceived for over five years, made me weak. Yes, Desmond is a cheat, yes, he is trying to kick me out of my company, and yes his family are greedy. I thought that was all there was to it. But now, that wasn't even all. “Come with me,” I mumbled the moment the elevator dinged. We found our way to the waiting area on the obstetrics floor. I settled down and Anita wasted no time taking a seat. “Before I say anything, Dahlia. Promise me you will set me free, please. T
Chapter 47RONAN “Were you able to find anything?” I asked Blake. We both were at the back of the manor, talking in hushed tones. I didn't trust anyone and that was why I have very few maids at home, that was the reason I live alone. My grandfather had somehow fallen off the stairs, which was suspicious and what made it even worse is that the CCTV footage had suddenly stopped working right from the day he arrived at the manor.“I’ll be questioning everyone here at the manor….Dahlia too…”“Leave Dahlia out of this. Do not give her a reason to feel unsafe here,” I snapped.Blake nodded and then continued.“It seems like Kennedy is back. Your grandfather seems to have fallen on purpose too….” “Stop,” I hushed him.Someone seemed to be eavesdropping on our conversation. Someone dumb enough to forget about her shadow….Dahlia.Amidst my worries, a smile tugged my lips.I watched her run away, then turned to Blake.“Gather everyone here, right now….Leave Anita and Dahlia. I'll question An
Chapter 46 DAHLIA No other words were uttered between Ronan and me. I have never seen him this quiet before. The moment Blake informed him of his grandfather’s condition. He grabbed my arm, barely giving me a chance to protest. Not that I was going to protest or anything. I just let him pull me along. The entire drive back to the manor was in silence–an uncomfortable silence. But it was bearable and soon, we arrived. Blake was waiting right outside the manor. “What happened to him?” Ronan asked, rushing inside the house, I trailed behind him. “I found him lying at the bottom of the stairs. Apparently, he fell while trying to go down the stairs on his own,” Blake explained. “Where was the caregiver?” I butted in. The moment I asked that, I caught sight of her, kneeling right in the centre of the living room. “What the heck were you doing when he fell down the stairs!” Ronan roared, his demeanor intimidating and aura blazing dangerously. He looked like he could strangle the yo
Chapter 45 RONAN Stubborn, that should be Dahlia's middle name. I've never seen a lady who is as hot headed as Dahlia. This morning when Jane spilled the wine on her, it was totally an accident. At least, I can attest to that as my eyes have been on Dahlia all morning. But no, the stubborn woman thinks everyone is after her. I hated how that bastard made her sensitive and irrational sometimes. I mean, why would the caregiver target her? They were just meeting for the first time and had no ties whatsoever with each other. They have never even had a conversation before. I hated the fact that Dahlia was making her personality all about the betrayal. If she continues this way, she wouldn't be able to make any meaningful connections or relationships and it bothered me. When I pointed out her mistake and she got offended and left canceling our date, I was pissed and for once, I wanted her to choose. Choose between helping me put my grandfather at ease and whatever business she had out
Chapter 44 DAHLIA After Sophia texted me the location, I took a cab and soon, I arrived. It was a run down café in a shabby neighbourhood. I had to double check to make sure I was at the right place, and indeed I was. I was still standing outside the café, contemplating whether it was safe to just walk in, when I sighted Sophia from the café’s window, she was raising a brow at me. I sighed and walked in. Then took a seat right in front of her. “I'm glad you made it,” she smiled at me. I returned the smile too. “Please, tell me there is a special reason why you chose this place,” I mumbled, eyeing the expresso the server had just brought me cautiously. Do not blame me, I have no problem with Sophia. But I wasn't comfortable taking anything offered by anyone. “I didn't want to risk being seen by anyone,” Sophia explained. She looked down at my expresso. “You can drink that. It isn't poisoned,” she gave out a taunting smile. I chuckled. “Maybe next time. I don't feel like drin
Chapter 43 DAHLIA I felt very disappointed in Tony but I didn't dwell on it. Once I got out of the elevator. I pulled out my phone and dialled Sophia's number. The phone was still ringing when the elevator dinged. I got out. But just a step towards the exit, someone bumped into me. It was Roselle. She looked up at me, her eyes holding so much anger and resentment. I hung up, knowing she just wouldn't let me walk away without putting up a little show. “Who let you in here!” Roselle asked, coming to stand right in front of me. I smirked “The company is called DAHL, not Roselle. I should be asking you that question,” I purposely taunted her. She glared at me. “The company is indeed called DAHL but my man owns it….” “That's because your man is a filthy thief. A nobody….” Roselle laughed. “Are you angry, Dahlia? Does Desmond taking this company from you annoy you?” She flashed me a mocking smile. I understood what she was trying to do. She wanted to piss me off for whatever re
Chapter 42 DAHLIA After showering, I took my time to dress up. I wore a pink blazer over a black camisole and black pants. Then I pulled my hair up in a ponytail. To complete the look, I wore a pink stiletto and matched it with a black bag. Then headed out the room. “We're going on a date, Dahlia. Not a business meeting?” Ronan stopped me the moment I stepped out of the room. It seems he had been waiting right outside the door. “Who said I'm going on a date with you today?” “Don't….” He began but I cut him off. “We should amend the contract. I can't forfeit business just to be on a date today….Excuse me, I have somewhere important to be,” I walked around him and headed for the stairs. But then, he wasn't letting go that easily. “Go down those stairs and you'll be denied entry into this manor,” he threatened. I paused, then looked at him, smiled and went down the stairs. He didn't say any other word. I found my way down the stairs. “Grandpa, I have urgent business to atte
Chapter 41 DAHLIA That caregiver lady or whatever she is called had been giving me nasty looks the entire time I sat at the dining table. When the old man and I were joking and laughing, she just kept glaring at me. I had no business whatsoever with her, so I outrightly ignored her and simply focused on grandpa. And then it happened, she purposely spilled that wine on my body. I wanted to yell at her but then I'd look like the bad guy since she went down on her knees immediately and began apologising. I left the dining room and headed upstairs to change my clothes. In fact I was done eating, even though I had barely eaten anything. I didn't feel comfortable eating around someone who seems to hold some kind of grudge against me. I barely survived eating poisoned food and I wasn't going to take that risk again. Once I got to my room, I tried to shut the door, but then a leg shot out blocking the door from closing. I looked up, it was Ronan. He had followed me upstairs. “Why do yo
Chapter 40 RONAN When the doctor told me that Dahlia could have panic attacks or some sort of trauma from her previous marriage and all the betrayal, I never expected it to be linked to a simple word ‘marriage’ Watching her cough and act up at the mention of that one word, put me on a hot seat. I was sincerely worried and almost frightened. Trust me, these two feelings are something I thought would never be attributed to me. But because of one stubborn woman. I felt them. I gave her the medication the doctor had given me the day he came here and once she fell asleep, I stayed beside her all night long. She had a fever the entire night, I stayed awake cleaning her body and trying to regulate her temperature. I had left her in her camisole at first, but then when dawn came, her fever was suddenly gone and she had a cold. I had to make her wear something else. Getting downstairs, Dahlia took a seat at the end of the dining table, while I took mine, right next to my grandfather. Sin
Chapter 39DAHLIA “So, when are you two getting married?” Ronan's grandfather asked.I choked on my spit and began coughing. The word marriage now triggers something in me, something dark, a very bad and brooding feeling.I kept coughing till someone passed me a glass of water, Ronan.But looking up at him and imagining myself getting married to him. I felt repulsed, angry at him. I couldn't even understand what I felt. But whatever it was, it was a dangerous feeling.“Drink some water,” he patted my back and tried to hand the water over to me.I roughly brushed his hand off my back, smacked the cup off his hand and rose from my seat. My body, trembling. Maybe I was wrong a while ago, yes, the word ‘marriage’ awoke something dark in me. But it also awoke something else–fear.I found my way to the stairs, still coughing and rushed the stairs. Barely seeing what was before me. I took the stairs two at a time and just when I got to Ronan’s door which was just a door before mine. I felt