The wailing of a baby echoed through the house and Jessica sighed tiredly. She looked up at the time and realized it was already past twelve yet her husband was not back home.She went to her baby's room to attend to him while thinking about where he could be this time.Ever since she delivered, Chris had become ever so distant. While she was still pregnant, he had already started growing distant but not like ignoring her existence in the house completely like he was doing now.The way he treated her was like a slave who was only around to take care of the baby. Their own baby!He slept in a separate room and was never home. When he got home most nights, he was always drunk and ignored her.He hadn't touched her in months! She found herself worrying why she even married him. Maybe Cara didn't have a baby for him not because she couldn't but because she knew he would become like that.Cara's words came back to haunt every night for the past five months straight.Cara had always mention
Cara was silent. The drive to her apartment seemed longer than she thought. Yet the deafening silence prevailed without competition.On arriving at the entrance of her complex building, Romeo pulled the car to a stop and made to open the door to come down but Cara didn't budge.He stopped and turned to look at her, hands still clinging on to his seatbelt. “Carina?” He called her name softly. “Are you alright?”She turned to look at him, her eyes staring into the magic green orbs he called eyes. “Are you alright?” She threw the question back at him.His thick brow arched skyward. “What? What do you mean?”“Back there, you seemed… angry.” She hesitantly responded, not knowing the words to use and how to put them carefully with each other.His hands finally slipped away from his seatbelt as he relaxed into his seat with a silent sigh. “How could I be alright when he talked trash about you? And besides, what does he know about me to say that nonsense he said? Does he think everyone is lik
Cara threw on her clothes and shoes as she got ready for work. Her hair dangled in a ponytail behind her while a black skirt wrapped around her curves. A white long sleeved shirt over her shoulders with a black red bottom heel.As she reached for her bag, her phone started to ring and she felt anger dawn upon her as she saw the name Chris on the screen.She didn't know why she hadn't deleted his number after all these months.Taking a breath to calm herself down, she answered the call in a stern voice. “What is it?”“You still have my number saved on your phone.” He said with a calm tone that was highlighted by surprise.“Is that what you called to check?” She angrily questioned him. “Because if that's it, I want you to know that some of us are busy– too busy to be playing games–”“Your car is ready, would you like me to deliver it to your address?” Chris cut her off asking.She swallowed her anger and responded. “No, tell me where to pick it up and I'll be there.”“Okay,” he responde
Cara went to work in her car, trying to calm herself down before arriving at work. She had a conference meeting and she didn't want her bad mood to affect her business.She parked in the parking lot and remained there for more than a minute.‘What the hell did he take me for?’ She asked herself. ‘How dare he think I am miserable without him? The only reason I am feeling miserable is because I have been seeing him too much lately!’Chris really did think lowly of her. He had expected her to burst into tears and fall into his arms, apologizing for their divorce and kissing his feet in gratitude for wanting to give them a second chance.He refused to accept the fact that he was a terrible husband and a terrible person and that was what led to their divorce. He refused to take the blame for what he did wrong and expected her to fall at his feet and apologize.More importantly, he hated the fact that she was spending time with hot stuff--Romeo--and wanted her to apologize for cheating on h
Cara stared at her ex best friend in awe, her expression though remained unchanged. "What?" She asked confusedly. "Warn me? You came here to warn me?" Her eyes creased as she asked. "Yes, don't act so surprised, you ought to have expected this after the recent things you have done." Jessica confidently spoke.Cara's lips curved into a smirk, she crossed her arms below her breast and relaxed into her seat. "Go ahead and enlighten me on the recent things I've done. Go on, I'm waiting to hear your threats."Jessica was engulfed in rage at Cara's confidence in the situation but she refused to let it get to her. She believed Cara was trying to push her to the edge of her patience and she won't let her get her way."Cara Smith," Jessica positioned herself in a confident manner with her back straightened and head held high. "I understand how you must be feeling, yes, it might have been a year but it must feel like a few days to you.""What nonsense are you spewing from that wretched mouth
She blinked. Clearing her throat, she managed to rid her face of every look of surprise but not after Cara had seen everything."You think that..." Jessica started but swallowed before continuing. "You really think that I will believe the words that come out of your mouth?""Looks like you already did." Cara smiled. "But hey, eat it up, puke it out, I don't give a f*ck, I already served the meal warm and delicious. Now if there is nothing of importance that you came to see me for, kindly get the f*ck out of my office and my company. Oh and darling? Never step foot in this place ever again or I'll freaking get you arrested!"The look on her face was stern which made Jessica understand that that was no empty threat.She cleared her throat dryly and managed an empty smile. One that barely touched her lips spoke less of her eyes. "I'll get out of your hair... For now. As long as you steer clear of my husband, I don't think we will have a problem.""Yay thanks." Cara rolled her eyes along
Jessica listened to the beep sound indicating that he had hung up in a state of awe. She couldn't understand why Mathew would say such words to her.Why were they no longer friends with Chris? Because he chose her over his wife at the time? How could they take Cara's side when they feigned ignorance for so long when they knew she and Chris were always hooking up?What a petty move! She thought to herself. Trying to pretend like they weren't guilty as well."Fine!" She exploded at the phone. "I won't ever call you because I don't need help from shitty people like you!"That must have been the reason her number was already blocked in Max's phone.Hissing, she picked up her bag and threw it on her shoulder. If Chris was anywhere in the world that she knew of then it would be his favorite club.Hopefully he wasn't there.But she dashed out of the house anyway and hurried to the club. Not even thinking twice about her son that was asleep upstairs.Even though he wasn't making a single soun
Cara picked up her bag before closing time to leave. The investors had apologized because they had to cancel the dinner. Each of them were busy with something important that had come up and she didn't actually mind it.She was too tired mentally to even relate properly with them so it was a good thing that they had to call it off."Hello Maisie?" Cara called her personal assistant. "I'll be heading out early, any report you would like to share before I leave?""Can you wait for just five minutes ma'am? I'll be in your office before then with a report." Maisie responded."Okay, no problem. I'll be waiting."She hung up and relaxed into her seat. Five more minutes was no problem.Exactly three minutes later, Maisie was in her office with a report tendered properly. Cara went through everything and was finally done after about fifteen minutes."I'll be on my way now." She said to Maisie who responded with a bow.Getting to her feet, she heard a knock on her door and the secretary popped
Cara gave a soft bow of her head as she bid farewell to the Armani family. The day had gone by very quickly, almost as fast as the blink of an eye. She had a soft smile on her face, a smile that didn't even bother to try to measure up to the happiness inside of her. She was not excited that she was going to become a part of the Armani family, rather, she was excited that she was going to move from Romeo's girlfriend to his wife. Waking up by his side every single morning would be a massive dream come true. Romeo stood by her side, his hands at his side as he bowed his head to show his respect to his parents. He had always been the respectful kind. Tori gave a soft smile on response. "It was lovely to have you over, Cara. I haven't seen my son smile so widely and sincerely in a very long time.""We hardly even see our son, we just know that he is doing s good job taking care of the company." Marcus added with his usual not to firm but not to lenient expression. Cara smiled. "Thank
The gentle breeze whipped against Cara's face, playing with the loose strands of her hair and caressing her cheeks. She took slow steps forward, allowing her legs move at their own will and nothing more. Her hands were placed by her side, she strolled in her high heels like they were a part of her feet. Her lips may have remained silent and still, but her mind roared with thoughts, tearing up her brain. It was a massacre. All she wanted was peace and silent, to calm the ongoing storm in her own head. So she took to the gardens after her meal with Romeo's parents. She was waiting till romeo arrived. The several scents of a wide collection of flowers wasp against her face and filled up her nostrils, creating a one of a kind cologne. The sight alone should have been calming, not to mention the tantalizing scent. But nothing was working, Cara brain still allowed itself get ambushed by thoughts. Firstly, in a thousand years, she would have never thought that Tori Armani, soon to be h
Jessica sat on her bed, her eyes stared at the wall, barely blinking. The house had been practically empty over the past few days, Chris had gone on a business trip, Michael had been going out nonstop to meet with other investors just in case Jessica failed to bring the Armani back, Sarah was more or less a ghost in the house. Jessica did not know what to do, how was she supposed to get back in power after a fall so hard and high? How was she supposed to rule again when her crown had been melted and thrown away? She could just have to buy another one. But it was too costly apparently. How? What? When? She kept asking herself. She thought in no less than a few minutes more, she was going to run crazy for sure. Was that how quickly people fell? Just one mistake from her own plan had destroyed everything beyond repair. Chris had been wrapped around her finger, Sarah had become her puppet, Michael had become her soul supporter, but in just one night, everything had destroyed. Sh
Summoning the rest of her courage, she made her way to the dining and sat herself down after both Tori and Marcus had sat down. One thing rich people liked to test that she was sure of was table ethics. That would obviously not be a problem for her. She had attended several prestigious events and knew how to properly compose herself at a table. Their meals had been served out in a platter of gold for each of them. Literally. She had no trouble at all deciding what fork to use or how to cut her juicy steak and chewing properly had never really been a problem for her. She could catch Marcus' judging gaze every once in a while. He seemed pleased. She too was pleased to know she had matched his high hopes. "So when do you hope the wedding will be?" Tori asked with a slight raise of her brow without taking her eyes off of her meal. Of all the moments to flop, Cara chose then to choke on her meat and cough in a way that was not all lady like. At least in the eyes of Marcus. She immedi
She stood there silent for a moment, letting herself take several calming breaths before finally finding the strength to walk back into the living room. Forcing a smile to her face, she sat back down on her seat, smoothening her dress and trying to hide her discomfort. "So," Tori was the first to speak up. "I heard your business is doing well, you are the CEO I presume?""Yes," Cara tried to keep calm as she responded. "Yes I am. I uh recently took over the company from my dad. It has been just a year plus though." Tori nodded her head softly and majestically. The woman made Cara feel so tense, to her, every single movement that Tori made was queenly like and oozed of full born royalty. She did not even want to look at Marcus because his silence alone weighed heavily on the room already. Eye contact with him could break her soul and cause her to squirm. "How does it feel taking care of a responsibility as big as that?" Marcus suddenly spoke up and Cara felt her heart stop for a b
Romeo gave her a gentle smile and smoothly caressed her cheek. "When we get to that bridge, we will know how to cross it. Bit firstly... You have to come over to my place to see my parents... Tomorrow."Cara choked on her words as she wanted to speak. That was how she found herself in the living room of the most prominent family in the entire state. Sitting in a living room as luxurious as heaven. She swallowed hard, trying not to choke on her own saliva. A brown haired middle aged lady walked into the living room, dressed in a silvery mini length dress and perfectly shone black pair of heels. Her hair was made into a tight bun and her lips were adorned by a light shade of red. She walked in, looking younger than Cara thought she might be. A bright smile played on her face as she came in with elegant strides and both of her hands were fixed in front of her. She gave a deep bow of her head and straightened herself once more, "lady Smith? Mr and Mrs Armani will be with you shortly,
Tears trailed down Cara's face effortlessly. She had hoped for that day to come but she had also never imagined it coming. She nodded her head, trying to control her tears. "Yes..." She managed to voice out amidst the tears that washed down her red excitedly flushed cheeks. Romeo's lips curved into a smile, he might have looked like he was calm but his heart was racing uncontrollably. He had not expected a straight and positive answer from her even though he knew she loved him. He felt like all his worries were washed away by a sudden downpour and now he felt so light without any burdens or worries. He carefully placed the ring on her ring finger, adorning the small and petite hand of Cara Smith. Cara blushed hard, her hand, it had been empty for too long, without a ring to show that she belonged somewhere. She stared at the delicate adornment, wondering why something so small had the capability of making almost every woman happy. "My dad called me today." She said the words in t
Cara sat there in front of Romeo, staring at him while thinking in her head. Would he really stay with her forever or would he leave her when he got someone better? Romeo did not bother to ask again, it was as if he already knew what she was thinking in her head. A smile crept up on his face as he stared at her and he held her hand tightly in his. "Cara," he called her name so softly. "I actually had the intention of asking you something very important today."She stared at him with enthusiasm, eager to know what he had to say. But she did not try to interrupt him and she waited for as long as he paused until he was ready to talk. Romeo let out a soft sigh. He suddenly but gently let go of her hand and rose to his feet. With his back facing her, he started in a gentle tone. "Cara... Ever since the day we met for the very first time," he turned around to look at her now. "I had felt this pull towards you, I have been attracted to you ever since."But so much happened, we could not b
Arriving at the hospital, Jessica was let to the ward where her son was being taken care of. She was surprised to see Chris sitting next to the bed where her son was lying. She stopped, frozen by the entrance of the room. What was he still doing there? She had expected him to just drop him at the hospital and leave but he was actually sitting there, looking... Worried. She had forgotten about her son for a moment and all of her attention was fixed on her husband and how he was looking at his son with so much love and affection.Did he love their son that much? Did he truly care about him or was he just acting? She cleared her throat and walked into the room, her hands crossed below her breast. "Tell me now if there are any secret cameras in here." She boldly said as she walked in. Chris looked back at her, sparing her just a glance before looking back at the sleeping baby boy on the bed. "Took you long enough." He responded without looking back at her. She scoffed. "Took me long