Grizelda Williams is the daughter of the most influential family in the entire country, yet she chooses to leave everything behind just to marry the man of her dreams. When his parents treat her as rag and blames her for her barreness, she doesn’t mind. She doesn't bother telling them that it's their son who's impotent, even though he also knows the truth. When his ex-girlfriend returns, seeking assistance for her sickness, she also doesn't mind. She even tries her best to make his ex-girlfriend happy and comfortable. But how does he thank her for everything she has done for him? One would think he would be grateful, right? Not at all! Instead, he divorces her just to be with his rotten ex-girlfriend. He even insults her and sends her to jail after stealing a million dollars in her name! What happens when she returns with her true identity as someone far richer and stronger than him in the business world?What happens when she also returns with a son that looks exactly like him? Will she forgive him after he realizes the mistake he has done and comes back begging? Or would she rather make him cry and have a taste of her revenge?
View More-- Alexander --The afternoon light poured into my office and radiated off the polished wood of my desk. The financial report I’d been working on untouched for the past hour on my computer screen stared back at me. My head was in another dimension. I kept thinking of my argument with my mother.Grizelda’s supposed betrayal with Jax Grey still played in my head.It was a story I believed to be true all those years ago. Lucy showed me the so called evidence of Grizelda's infidelity. She cried and consoled me, telling me I deserved better. I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to be logical then.But now? All I could think of was if there must be more to the stor I should know about.I leaned back in my chair as I stared at the ceiling deep in my thoughts. My head was completely filled with doubt. Could it really be that something did go on between Jax and Grizelda, or could those photos have been entirely fake, purposely made to look that way? Probably edited too.Those photos always felt
-- Grizelda --The custody fight hanged over me like a dark and unrelenting storm. Even in my leisure time, I was unable to relax because of the heaviness I felt when I thought about it. Margaret not only wanted to take away Leo from me but my identity. I didn’t know what else I was asides being a mother.I decided to bury myself in work but little good did that do. The numbers and quotations just blurred into one huge mess of gibberish before my eyes. I leaned back in my chair as I rubbed my temples. I needed to keep busy otherwise my mind would spiral into places I didn’t want it to go. I couldn’t afford to fall apart now.A soft knock on the door startled me.“Come in,” I called. I bent over the papers scattered on my table. I needed to appear or give the impression I was busy.Vicky stepped inside, a steaming cup of tea in her hands. She had always been proactive, sorting my needs before I even knew. I gave her a grateful look, my eyes twinkling with delight as it expressed the r
-- Alexander --"You have crossed a line." I said as my voice trembled with anger.My mother who stood in the centre of my office didn’t flinch at my tone, she didn’t even blink. She just stood there, arms folded with a rigid posture as the cold matriarch she has always been."Leo is my grandson," Her words were measured and deliberate. "He belongs in the Kingston family."Her words sent my mind reeling. I glared as I launched myself to my full height. "Leo stays with his mother," I snapped. "And you had no right to serve Grizelda custody papers without my blessing. What were you thinking?""I was thinking about Leo’s future. Your son's future." she said with an icy tone "The Kingston's name. The legacy you seem so fixated on ruining."I could barely restrain my anger as my hands were clenched into fists. "This has nothing to do with legacy. This is about Leo. He’s a child, not some object to be added to the Kingston's collection. No matter what the case may be."Her lips curled into
-- Grizelda --Sleep was worlds away from me as I tossed on the bed. I turned and checked the time. It was 5.55 AM. My head kept racing. She actually went through with it. The court papers kept flashing through my head.I read the summons and my heart felt like it was being overrun. The writing was cold and threatened to overwhelm me. I told myself that no court was going to give custody of Leo to her. It just didn’t make any sense. It wasn’t enough, the fear still lingered. I could feel it creeping slowly into my mind like something I couldn’t escape.I sat up on my bed. I could see the first light of dawn coming up the horizon. My room instantly felt too small to contain the storm that threatened to spill over inside me. I stood up and made my way to the kitchen. I hoped a cup of coffee might be able to make me relax.The silence of the house was broken by the gentle whisper of the kettle. I rested my body against the kitchen counter and just stared lazily at the vapor escaping from
-- Grizelda --I was folding laundry and shuffling my feet to music from my sound system, when I heard the knock on the door. I stopped and listened. I wasn't expecting anybody today. The knock was consistent and sharp. The visitor was rather impatient.I frowned as I wondered who that could be. I imagined Vicky being the one. It could be her. I dropped the semi folded clothes in my hands and made for the door.I opened the door and came face to face to the last person I ever expected see. Alexander's mother. She stood in front of me with a proud stance and a disdainful look on her face.How did I not know not know that was finally discharged from the hospital? Alexander should have told me, but he didn't. At least, I expected him to, considering our last encounter. Unless he was still sad about everything I told him.His mother sized me from head to toe with that look of disdain permanently etched on her face.I decided to play it cool. It was obvious she was here for a fight and I w
-- Alexander --The strong smell of sanitizer hung in the air as I sat down beside my mother's bed. I had barely touched the food beside me. All my attention was on her. I watched her chest fall and rise in rhythm as she breathed. She looked frail and old. The woman I saw on the bed was far from the vibrant assertive woman that I had known my whole life.The doctor already said she would gain consciousness anytime soon but it didn't make it any easier for me. The message on her phone was stuck in my head.'Spencer is not your real grandson. Your son has been lying to you. He's impotent and will never give you a grandchild.'My stomach twisted every time I thought about it. Whoever sent that message had done more damage in one moment than I could ever hope to repair."Alex?" My mother called out with a faint voice. I leaned forward towards to her, my heart beating faster."Mom," I called her, relief flooded my cells. She blinked several times in a bid to focus her vision. She finally f
-- Grizelda --The hospital room was dark and quiet with the faint hum of machines the only sound in the room.I almost changed my mind from coming here. I didn't know if he would want me around after all that happened the last time we spoke. I casted all those thoughts aside and raced down to the hospital immediately I got the news about his mother's collapse.I found him sitting on a chair inside as I stood at the doorway for a bit. He leaned forward, his elbows were on his knees and his eyes had bags underneath them. His shoulders bore evidence of the weight he carried in his heart. I felt a stab of pain in my chest as I saw him like that."Alexander," I called out softly and walked towards him.He turned slowly and looked at me. I could see fatigue and misery in his eyes. I blinked back the tears that were about forming in my eyes because memories from when we were still together came flooding in. When I would be there for him in similar situations and he would be there for me in
-- Alexander --The drive home was terrible. My conversation with Grizelda tugged at my heart. I was angry, sad and filled with a hardened resolve to confront Lucy. Lucy had blocked her. She had deliberately kept Grizelda from reaching out to me and giving me news about Leo. I had swallowed everything Lucy had done but not this time.I wasn’t without blame either. For years, I had known that Spencer wasn’t my biological son. I agreed to Lucy’s plan because it was very convenient at the time. It was the only way I could give my mother what she wanted; a grandchild. How could I tell her that her son was infertile?I wasn’t comfortable with the arrangement anymore after realizing the cost Lucy made me pay without my knowledge.I needed to make this right. I had allowed myself to live in the shadow of her lies for far too long. I accepted her version of our reality without questioning it. That ends now.As I walked into the house, the sound of laughter from the television greeted me.Luc
-- Alexander --The email I just read had knocked the air out of me.Grizelda had invited me to lunch. I pinched myself and yes I wasn’t dreaming.Initially, I thought it was some kind of mistake or some trap of sorts but the words were clear and left no room for errors.'Alexander, We need to talk. I’ll meet you at Pellegrino’s at noon, tomorrow. I’m sure you still remember where it is.'The message was short, calm, and contained no hostility. It left me stunned. I sighed deeply.Grizelda wanted to talk to me? After all the years of silence and distance, she was willing to sit down with me?There must be an angle I was not seeing. She had a play here. I’m sure she did.I tossed around in my bed that night. I was too tensed to sleep. I burnt calories thinking of what she wanted to talk about. As daylight got closer, I felt my tension slowly turn to excitement.I got to Pellegrino’s earlier then she stated. My heart palpitations were through the roof as I entered its familiar space. Th
-- Grizelda --I stopped by my favorite restaurant to have a meal alone. It was an expensive restaurant. It was such a great news that I could finally use my husband's money to pay for the food I ate.I missed the restaurant, anyways. I was always at home unlike before I got married. I had to quit my job just to become a housewife, but all for the sake of my husband. My Alexander. The one and only person that managed to keep my heart from being snatched from any other man. It was like I was under a trance. I loved him so much that I was willing to do anything for him.Recently, he broke the news to me that his ex girlfriend would be staying with us in our mansion for a while since she just got discharged from the hospital. I hadn't thought twice before I agreed to the decision. I had turned deaf ears to everyone, including my best friend, Jax Grey, who claimed that it wasn't normal that my husband was very willing to pay his ex girlfriend's medical bills, not to talk of wanting her to...
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