Alexandra's POV Marriage to a strangerWith tears blinding my vision, I rested my back against the vehicle which had its headlights on as the driver kept honking to get my attention. Why did he stop? He should have hit me so my miserable life would come to an end. Still sobbing uncontrollably, I heard the car door open and slam shut and within a second, the driver was hovering over me. He had an intimidating size and aura but that was the least of my concern; my life was in shambles with no hope of redemption. “Are you alright?" His gruff voice rang in my ears as he crouched next to me. Ignoring him, I turned my back on him but I didn't leave my position. “Are you that frustrated that the only thing you can think of is killing yourself?" He kept asking questions but I didn't give him a response.When it seemed that he wasn't going to get words from me no matter how much he tried, he gave up trying only to push his hand forward. Wondering what he wanted, I locked eyes with him
Alexandra's POVIt took a while before my brain registered my father's words. Suitor? No way, father must be joking.If anything he should know that being in a relationship at this point in time was not the best thing for his daughter. I was yet to heal from what Asher and Theresa did but here is he, talking about a meeting with my suitor. What made me even more livid was the fact that he didn't inform me about this in the first place. If only he did, I wouldn't have accepted and this wouldn't be happening. “Father, are you being serious right now?" I raised my brow at him, my heart in my throat as I began to fidget in fright. “Does it look like I'm telling a joke?" He retorted, my heart falling into my stomach with a plop. “No, please. Don't do this to me." I yelled, two large tears rolling down my cheeks. “Why do you want me to get married so quickly?" I questioned, wiping the corner of my eyes so I wouldn't act pitiful before him. “I just got out of a marriage… it would
Alexandra's POV.Ignoring father's hot gaze on me, I hurriedly made my way towards the stairs, grasping my gown as anger overwhelmed me. Before the Blackwood’s came in, I already told father I wasn't ready to get into any marriage right now but he feigned not to have heard me. “Young lady, come back here. We aren't done with our conversation yet." Father yelled at me but I refused to acknowledge him. I had nothing to say to him; he should save his words and let me be. Getting to the top of the stairs, in my haste to get away, I bumped into a domestic staff, slowing my pace and letting father catch up with me. Grabbing me by my arm, he pulled me down the stairs until we were standing in the middle of the living room, sizing each other up. “Why are you doing this to me father?" I groaned, my heartbeat becoming erratic as tears filled my eyes. “Because I want the best for you." He slurred in his speech. Pushing his hand forward, he tried to touch me but I veered backwards, still g
Alexandra’s POV.Father stilled at my response. Wasn't this what he wanted?Since he had managed to make me go against my will, he should be all over the moon with happiness. “What? Did I make the wrong decision?" I snarled at him, unable to hold back the anger that was welling inside of me. Shaking his head slowly, he lowered himself on the couch. Holding my hands, he peered into my eyes, “Are you sure about this?" He asked. Parting my lips, I wanted to give him an immediate response but I kicked against it. In my angry state, I had no control over my words so the best option was to remain mute and if my response was so crucial, it should be done with sign language. “Alex," He called, eliciting a nod from me. Fulfilled, he hit his palms together in triumph while on the other hand, I was bemoaning my fate. While I was still seated in the living room, my father made a call to the hospital to book an appointment for me the next day. All through the night, I couldn't get a wink
Alexandra's POV.The knock on my door made me nuzzle more deeply into my bed, using my pillow to shield my ears from the annoying knock but it was to no avail. Whosoever it was at the other end of the door was determined to get me off my bed. Frustrated and angry, I tossed my pillow aside and with my hair all over my face, I groped towards the door, pulling it open. “What do you want?" I managed to hold myself back from yelling at the domestic staff that was behind my door. “You look a mess." She commented and instantly, I shoved my hair from my face. Leaning close, shs whispered, “A man is here to see you, going downstairs this way isn't ideal.” Her words made my heart stop beating as my mouth dropped open but I didn't say a word. “Hurry, he had been waiting for a while now." She said but before I could make further enquiries she was nowhere to be found.Reluctantly but quickly, I cleaned up to meet whoever my visitor was. Deep down, I was praying and hoping that it doesn't t
Alexandra's POV.Grabbing my stomach with a hand, I tried to place the other on the table only to toss a glass over in the process. The crashing sound made me the center of attention but it was soon resolved. Leaning over, Ethan held my shoulder, “Are you alright?" He asked. “Yeah." I nodded but he still wouldn't let go. To convince him I was fine like I had claimed, I forced a smile at him, only then did he release his brow which he had creased. This time around, he was walking right next to me and at intervals, I could feel his hot gaze on me which made me even more uncomfortable.My nauseousness got even more worse but I held myself back from throwing up or showing any signs, hoping I would be able to bear it until I returned home. We were almost nearing the door when I swirled around and with the speed of lightning, I made my way towards the bathroom. I was just in time, else I would have made a mess of myself and the restaurant if I was a minute late. Grabbing the toilet
Alexandra's POV My stomach clenched tightly at my father's words. Hospital? No, I wouldn't let that happen. Doing that was a risk I wasn't even going to venture into as my father was definitely going to find out that I didn't take out the child. Before now, I was breathing heavily so I switched to occasional pants. “Hold on, I will call the ambulance right away." Father said in a breath, pulling out his phone from his pockets He was almost dialing the emergency contact when I grabbed his hand, and with all the strength I could muster, I sat up. “Dad," I called, my hand resting on my forehead as I threw my feet off the bed. “Stay still." He hushed, trying to make me lie on my back but I was obstinate. “I'm fine, you shouldn't call the ambulance." I mumbled, pushing my hair off my face. For a moment, father didn't say a word as he kept staring at me in disbelief. "I’m being sincere here, I'm fine.” I flashed a smile at him when he still wouldn't budge. It seemed father was
Alexandra's POV.The moment the lights went off, there was chaos in the living room as everyone was speaking at the same time, unwilling to listen to what the next person had to say. Flashlights pooped out from all corners but it was not enough to illuminate the whole room, though it managed to cover some places. Looking around, I found my father speaking to a man and immediately after the man took his leave, he hit his palms together to get the attention of everyone present. With a loud and firm voice, he said, “I apologize for the inconveniences, we are going to fix the issue right away.” His words were able to placate the guests and the murmuring died down. Finally, the light was restored and the engagement ceremony continued in a full swing. At the end of it, I retired to my room. I had just stepped into my sleeping gown when I heard a knock and with no doubt, I was certain it was father on the other end. Staring at the door, I made no move towards it. "I know you are not
Alexandra's POV.Two months later.Pulling the crying child to myself, I struggled to keep feeding the other. “Oh sweetie, momma is coming soon okay." I cooed, trying to make the kid stop crying but it was to no avail. Hurriedly but carefully so the child I was feeding won't choke, I fed him and once I was done, I scooped the crying child into my hands, trying all I could to soothe him. Swirling around and singing some rhymes to him, I continued this way until he fell asleep. With a bright smile on my lips, I placed him on the cot before shifting my attention to the rest of the children who were playing. Work at the daycare was so tiring that each day when I returned home I would start aching all over but never for once did I complain about it.The kids here made me forget about the loss of my child.Just as he has said, the coordinator back at the foundation gave me a job as a receptionist in a hotel but I quit after a week of working. When I was alone, I wouldn't help but to z
Alexandra's POV.For the first time in my life, I felt cornered. Up until now, I have already had everything I wanted effortlessly at my beck and call but not anymore. I was no longer the heiress of Scott Enterprise, neither was I the daughter of Edward Scott. Grabbing my duffel bag which held a little of my belongings, I stepped out of the premises and didn't stop walking despite having nowhere in mind to go. Father had given a strict warning that he didn't want to see me anywhere near his property. If he could disown me without batting his eyelids, handing me over to the police for trespassing was an easy task for him too. The look I was getting from passersby made my skin crawl.Without having to ask them, I knew they were wondering why a lady in a wedding gown was walking on the road and clutching a duffel bag. Before I would be accosted by anyone, I decided to change into something else and so without wasting any more time, I made my way to the public bathroom for the firs
Alexandra's POV.The look on father's face showed he had heard every bit of our conversation.Holding my breath in fright, I folded my hands in front of me as the fear of uncertainty loomed in. “When did you join us?" Ethan broke the silence with an awkward chuckle but father didn't respond; instead, he fixed his gaze on me. What am I going to do now? — I questioned, my chest heavy with different thoughts threatening to take away my sanity as the tension in the room became even more thick. “You didn't take out the child like you made me believe." Father spoke for the first time with a voice barely above a whisper but I heard him clearly. The disappointment in his tone which was also laced with anger couldn't be missed too and for a moment, I felt life sipping out of me slowly. Gulping, I tried to speak but words refused to form. I was terrified to my bones.A few days ago, father had clearly told me there were dire consequences if I tried anything stupid; he wasn't bluffing ba
Alexandra's POV.Folding my hands on my thigh, I remained still as the beautician worked expertly on my face to give me the best look father said I deserved. When she was done, the fashion designer in charge of my gown came through, helping me into the customized gown father had gotten for me. To make this marriage leave an indelible mark in the mind of all the guests he had invited, father had spent a fortune. By the time they were done with helping me prepare for my wedding, I wore a different look that made the smile on my lips broaden. “I'm so beautiful." I mumbled, checking out myself in the mirror while the ladies chuckled behind me. “I had only applied a little make up on your face, nothing else. You're already beautiful." The beautician complimented.So not to be left out, the fashion designer also chipped in her own compliment before they both left my room, leaving me to myself. For the next few minutes that followed, I kept staring at my reflection in the mirror as my
Alexandra's POV.The moment the lights went off, there was chaos in the living room as everyone was speaking at the same time, unwilling to listen to what the next person had to say. Flashlights pooped out from all corners but it was not enough to illuminate the whole room, though it managed to cover some places. Looking around, I found my father speaking to a man and immediately after the man took his leave, he hit his palms together to get the attention of everyone present. With a loud and firm voice, he said, “I apologize for the inconveniences, we are going to fix the issue right away.” His words were able to placate the guests and the murmuring died down. Finally, the light was restored and the engagement ceremony continued in a full swing. At the end of it, I retired to my room. I had just stepped into my sleeping gown when I heard a knock and with no doubt, I was certain it was father on the other end. Staring at the door, I made no move towards it. "I know you are not
Alexandra's POV My stomach clenched tightly at my father's words. Hospital? No, I wouldn't let that happen. Doing that was a risk I wasn't even going to venture into as my father was definitely going to find out that I didn't take out the child. Before now, I was breathing heavily so I switched to occasional pants. “Hold on, I will call the ambulance right away." Father said in a breath, pulling out his phone from his pockets He was almost dialing the emergency contact when I grabbed his hand, and with all the strength I could muster, I sat up. “Dad," I called, my hand resting on my forehead as I threw my feet off the bed. “Stay still." He hushed, trying to make me lie on my back but I was obstinate. “I'm fine, you shouldn't call the ambulance." I mumbled, pushing my hair off my face. For a moment, father didn't say a word as he kept staring at me in disbelief. "I’m being sincere here, I'm fine.” I flashed a smile at him when he still wouldn't budge. It seemed father was
Alexandra's POV.Grabbing my stomach with a hand, I tried to place the other on the table only to toss a glass over in the process. The crashing sound made me the center of attention but it was soon resolved. Leaning over, Ethan held my shoulder, “Are you alright?" He asked. “Yeah." I nodded but he still wouldn't let go. To convince him I was fine like I had claimed, I forced a smile at him, only then did he release his brow which he had creased. This time around, he was walking right next to me and at intervals, I could feel his hot gaze on me which made me even more uncomfortable.My nauseousness got even more worse but I held myself back from throwing up or showing any signs, hoping I would be able to bear it until I returned home. We were almost nearing the door when I swirled around and with the speed of lightning, I made my way towards the bathroom. I was just in time, else I would have made a mess of myself and the restaurant if I was a minute late. Grabbing the toilet
Alexandra's POV.The knock on my door made me nuzzle more deeply into my bed, using my pillow to shield my ears from the annoying knock but it was to no avail. Whosoever it was at the other end of the door was determined to get me off my bed. Frustrated and angry, I tossed my pillow aside and with my hair all over my face, I groped towards the door, pulling it open. “What do you want?" I managed to hold myself back from yelling at the domestic staff that was behind my door. “You look a mess." She commented and instantly, I shoved my hair from my face. Leaning close, shs whispered, “A man is here to see you, going downstairs this way isn't ideal.” Her words made my heart stop beating as my mouth dropped open but I didn't say a word. “Hurry, he had been waiting for a while now." She said but before I could make further enquiries she was nowhere to be found.Reluctantly but quickly, I cleaned up to meet whoever my visitor was. Deep down, I was praying and hoping that it doesn't t
Alexandra’s POV.Father stilled at my response. Wasn't this what he wanted?Since he had managed to make me go against my will, he should be all over the moon with happiness. “What? Did I make the wrong decision?" I snarled at him, unable to hold back the anger that was welling inside of me. Shaking his head slowly, he lowered himself on the couch. Holding my hands, he peered into my eyes, “Are you sure about this?" He asked. Parting my lips, I wanted to give him an immediate response but I kicked against it. In my angry state, I had no control over my words so the best option was to remain mute and if my response was so crucial, it should be done with sign language. “Alex," He called, eliciting a nod from me. Fulfilled, he hit his palms together in triumph while on the other hand, I was bemoaning my fate. While I was still seated in the living room, my father made a call to the hospital to book an appointment for me the next day. All through the night, I couldn't get a wink