Dear Readers, (In Penelope's voice) Do you think Etta will take Michael back because of Valerie? Do you think he has really changed? Vote if you want her to take him back. Or is it too early?
Marietta's POVI did not realise how much I had slept until Bella tapped me on the shoulder."Hey, Etta. Have it." She handed me a hamburger and a yogurt. "Thanks," I heaved a sigh. She sure knows how to take care of me."I figured out you haven't eaten all day," she smiled at me."What about Valerie? Do you think she'll be okay? She's all I have Bella." I cried out."Don't worry. The surgery was successful," Bella smiled.I heaved a sigh and quickly munched my food.Two hours later, the doctor reached out, a smile tugged on his face. "Valerie is okay. She just needs some rest," he replied."Thank you, doctor." I cried out as Bella held me tighter.A call interrupted the moment. It was Elsie. "I've been worried sick about you. How's Valerie?" Elsie questioned. "Valerie's fine," I answered wiping my tears."Are you crying? Do you want me to come over?" Elsie asked impatiently. "No, I'm not. I'm fine." I lied."I'll be back soon. Thanks. I have to go now," I replied, before hanging
Marietta's POVI quickly rang Clara again. "Where's Mr. Felix going next?”“As we speak right now, he’s on his way to America,” Clara answered.“Please, let him know I want to have a conversation with him,” I replied.“Yes, ma’am,” Clara replied.I teared up immediately, turning to Bella.“You’ll be fine. Trust me,” Bella consoled me.“Bella, this is my career. The only thing that has fed me, and Valerie till now,” I cried out.“Could it be Katty?” I assumed.“Katty? How did you meet that witch again?” Bella asked angrily.“I found out she was one of the co-founders of the movie industry I just got signed in,” I narrated my hands trembling in fear.“I’ll take care of Valerie for you. Go save your career,” Bella patted my back.“Thanks, Bella. What would I do without you?” I wiped off my tears, reaching for my handbag.“Tell Valerie, mommy will be back.” I kissed my daughter’s forehead before racing out.Clashing into Michael at the exit, I froze in fear. But I wasn’t even ready for his
Marietta's POV"Mr. Whitmore has a daughter? How?" I heard some of my colleagues mutter."How? I thought they were divorced?" Another added.My eyes darted from Granny Lorette to Elsie. I yanked my hands off from Michael's and made my way out."Etta!" Elsie called but I didn't answer.Making my way out, Clara quickly got the car door for me. "Marietta, wait!" Elsie pulled me back. Spinning me around, I clashed against his chest. For a moment, his eyes bored into mine, and quickly I withdrew myself. "Elsie, the reporters will be here any minute. I need to leave," I answered."What was he talking about?" Elsie pointed at the door."Can we talk about this later, Elsie? I'm not in my right state of mind," I whispered.Making my way back to the car, Elsie's voice echoed from behind."Do you still love him?" He asked yet again.Over the years, one thing has kept me going. And that was Valerie. But also, I couldn't stop thinking about Michael. The more I thought about him, the more I got
Michael's POVToday's embarrassment was too much. But I won't give up on her.Stepping out of the car, I made my way into the living room, ignoring granny's call."You were there, Granny. Yet, you said nothing!" I raged."What do you expect me to do? Can't you see the young woman is in pain?" Granny yelled."I warned you three years ago when you filed for a divorce. Didn't I?" Granny added. "Help me, please. What do you think I can do?" I asked.In the middle of the argument, Katty entered. "Hey, stop there!" I shouted."You cannot tell me what to do. This is my husband's house" Katty retorted."I wondered what I saw in you that made me leave Etta for you. I can't believe you are this worthless!" I flinched.Forgetting that my granny was still here with us. “I don’t understand.” Granny walked closer to me.“You and Katty were having a thing? Under my nose?” Granny asked surprised.“I can explain,” I stuttered.“Katty? You were in love with Michael when you were with Lucian?” Granny
Marietta's POV I had woken up to a call from Bella.“Bella, what’s up?” I asked.Looking beside me–he was gone.“It’s Valerie,” Bella paused.“Is she okay?” I quickly stood up from bed.“Good morning sunshine,” Elsie’s voice halts me in my tracks.I thought he left. He never did?“Etta? You had a man over?” Bella teased.I couldn’t help but leave the room in a shy manner.“Let’s talk about my daughter. Where is she?” I questioned.“She seems to be asking after her dad lately,” Bella replied.“Can I talk to her on the phone?” I inquired. “Not at all. She's asleep,” Bella heaved a sigh. For the first time in three years, I got confused. “Bella, I don't know what to do.” I ranted. “Valerie's just three years old and she's asking for her father. What do you think will happen in years to come?” I spoke impatiently. “Calm down,” Bella responded quickly. “I think you've been away for too long. And she needs you, Etta.” Bella concluded. “Do you think I should bring her to America?” I
Michael’s POV “Boss?” Alex called. “What is it?” I flinched in shock. “The Netflix studios have decided to cut ties with us,” Alex stated. “Why?” I asked, shocked. “They made us know that, we must convince Ms. Etta to be part of the movie cast.” Alex relayed. “They've all started to withdraw their shares,” Alex added. My heart raced faster. I was still trying to look for a solution when Granny's call came in. “Listen to me, Michael!” She yelled.“Yes, Granny,” I paused. “If the company crumbles because of your incompetence.” Granny paused. “I’ll not only cut you off the family's inheritance like I promised.” She threatened. “I'll disown you as my grandson!” Granny retorted. “Granny please–” I couldn't finish my statement when she hung up. “You have a call,” Alex heaved a sigh. “Who is it again?!” I ran my hand through my hair. “It's your brother,” he answered. “Hey brother, what's up?” I quickly replied. “Nothing is up, Micheal!” Lucian fired back. “Brother–” “Don't
Marietta’s POV“You all are fired!” I ordered angrily.“You have to calm down,” Bella consoled. “You can’t just fire all your workers, Etta.” Bella reprimanded.“Oh yes, I can. And I will!” I snapped.Suddenly the door flung open–it was Clara.“Ma’am, have you seen the news?” Clara stood anxiously.“Just leave, Clara. I want to be alone,” I sank into the couch in tears.I felt a little headache as tears rolled down my cheeks.“Granny Lorette is calling,” Clara showed me my phone.“I don’t want to see anyone! Don't you get it?” I flinched.THREE YEARS AGO IN FRANCE“Oh girl, you look so hot,” One of the hottest actors spanked my buttocks.Slap!“You fucking slut!” Oliver slammed me against the dressing room door.“Let me go! You pervert!” I hit him in the chest.Pulling me to himself, and holding my hand against the door, he whispered into my ears.“Do you think you can be a star without sleeping around?” he mocked.“Fuck off!” I spat in his face.“Well, I’m not the so gentle–”“Let he
Michael’s POV“Etta, I’m sorry.” these were the last words I said before blacking out.TWO WEEKS AGO “What am I supposed to do, Max?” I sat at the bar drinking myself into a stupor.“She wouldn’t even allow me to touch Valerie,” I lamented.“That’s because what you did was really cruel, dude,” Max replied.“So, what do I do?” I asked fatigue etched on my face.“Maybe you should visit Valerie,” He suggested. “I want my baby back. And I also want my wife back.” I lamented. “I don’t even know what to tell Valerie when I see her,” I replied frustrated.“Just tell her you are her father,” Max replied.“And you think she’s going to believe that?” I asked. “She’s just three years old.” Max cheered.“Alright then,”Signaling to Alex, I asked him for Marietta’s movement.“She seems to have flown back to America. She has issues with her manager,” Alex explained.“Can you pull some strings for me? I need to see my daughter. Bella already recognized me as her father,” I asked.Unlike the last
Michael's POV A MONTH AGO We were about to make love when Etta suddenly winced in pain. “The headache. I can't take it anymore,” she screamed. Lifting her off the ground, I called out to the guards. “Get the doctor ready. Now!” I commanded. Getting into the car, we aimed towards the hospital. Etta, on the other hand,, has blacked out. And her body was already getting cold. “Can you go faster than this?” I yelled at the driver. “Yes, boss,” With the driver going at a higher speed, we could hear the police calling out to us. I've vowed to stay quiet and bring my enemies under my feet in the secret. But I cannot. I need to save her. “Marietta stay with me,” I cried out. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I hugged her tighter. “I've lost our daughter. I can't lose you too. Please!” I shouted. Soon, the driver pulled over and I quickly dashed out of the car into the hospital. Everyone will passed through couldn't believe it. I could hear murmurings and muttered behind but th
Marietta’s POV I feel so lost and confused. Blinded by revenge, and sorry for the past. Could this be a way of making up for the past? Or a way of getting my revenge on everyone who has hurt me in one way or the other? Maybe I was just doing too much. “I'm sorry,” “No. Don't be sorry.” Michael reached out to me. “I abandoned you. No, I abandoned you and Valerie,” Michael broke down in tears. “I wasn't thinking,” Michael grabbed my hand. “I made you lose your baby. Our daughter. And, I'm sorry about it,” I bursted into tears. I've never seen Michael this sober. Those days he came to me were the saddest time of my life. I had lots of work on my desk. I was mad at him for abandoning us. And right now, things are getting so messy. Now that we are in this situation, are we just going to abandon this mission? “What do we do?” I asked, wiping off my tears. “We can just tell them we are not interested anymore,” Michael suggested.“They don't look like they are going to let us
Marietta’s POV I feel so lost and confused. Blinded by revenge, and sorry for the past. Could this be a way of making up for the past? Or a way of getting my revenge on everyone who has hurt me in one way or the other? Maybe I was just doing too much. “I'm sorry,” “No. Don't be sorry.” Michael reached out to me. “I abandoned you. No, I abandoned you and Valerie,” Michael broke down in tears. “I wasn't thinking,” Michael grabbed my hand. “I made you lose your baby. Our daughter. And, I'm sorry about it,” I bursted into tears. I've never seen Michael this sober. Those days he came to me were the saddest time of my life. I had lots of work on my desk. I was mad at him for abandoning us. And right now, things are getting so messy. Now that we are in this situation, are we just going to abandon this mission? “What do we do?” I asked, wiping off my tears. “We can just tell them we are not interested anymore,” Michael suggested.“They don't look like they are going to let us
Marietta’s POV I feel so lost and confused. Blinded by revenge, and sorry for the past. Could this be a way of making up for the past? Or a way of getting my revenge on everyone who has hurt me in one way or the other? Maybe I was just doing too much. “I'm sorry,” “No. Don't be sorry.” Michael reached out to me. “I abandoned you. No, I abandoned you and Valerie,” Michael broke down in tears. “I wasn't thinking,” Michael grabbed my hand. “I made you lose your baby. Our daughter. And, I'm sorry about it,” I bursted into tears. I've never seen Michael this sober. Those days he came to me were the saddest time of my life. I had lots of work on my desk. I was mad at him for abandoning us. And right now, things are getting so messy. Now that we are in this situation, are we just going to abandon this mission? “What do we do?” I asked, wiping off my tears. “We can just tell them we are not interested anymore,” Michael suggested.“They don't look like they are going to let us
Marietta’s POV I feel so lost and confused. Blinded by revenge, and sorry for the past. Could this be a way of making up for the past? Or a way of getting my revenge on everyone who has hurt me in one way or the other? Maybe I was just doing too much. “I'm sorry,” “No. Don't be sorry.” Michael reached out to me. “I abandoned you. No, I abandoned you and Valerie,” Michael broke down in tears. “I wasn't thinking,” Michael grabbed my hand. “I made you lose your baby. Our daughter. And, I'm sorry about it,” I bursted into tears. I've never seen Michael this sober. Those days he came to me were the saddest time of my life. I had lots of work on my desk. I was mad at him for abandoning us. And right now, things are getting so messy. Now that we are in this situation, are we just going to abandon this mission? “What do we do?” I asked, wiping off my tears. “We can just tell them we are not interested anymore,” Michael suggested.“They don't look like they are going to let us
Marietta’s POV I feel so lost and confused. Blinded by revenge, and sorry for the past. Could this be a way of making up for the past? Or a way of getting my revenge on everyone who has hurt me in one way or the other? Maybe I was just doing too much. “I'm sorry,” “No. Don't be sorry.” Michael reached out to me. “I abandoned you. No, I abandoned you and Valerie,” Michael broke down in tears. “I wasn't thinking,” Michael grabbed my hand. “I made you lose your baby. Our daughter. And, I'm sorry about it,” I bursted into tears. I've never seen Michael this sober. Those days he came to me were the saddest time of my life. I had lots of work on my desk. I was mad at him for abandoning us. And right now, things are getting so messy. Now that we are in this situation, are we just going to abandon this mission? “What do we do?” I asked, wiping off my tears. “We can just tell them we are not interested anymore,” Michael suggested.“They don't look like they are going to let us
Marietta’s POV I feel so lost and confused. Blinded by revenge, and sorry for the past. Could this be a way of making up for the past? Or a way of getting my revenge on everyone who has hurt me in one way or the other? Maybe I was just doing too much. “I'm sorry,” “No. Don't be sorry.” Michael reached out to me. “I abandoned you. No, I abandoned you and Valerie,” Michael broke down in tears. “I wasn't thinking,” Michael grabbed my hand. “I made you lose your baby. Our daughter. And, I'm sorry about it,” I bursted into tears. I've never seen Michael this sober. Those days he came to me were the saddest time of my life. I had lots of work on my desk. I was mad at him for abandoning us. And right now, things are getting so messy. Now that we are in this situation, are we just going to abandon this mission? “What do we do?” I asked, wiping off my tears. “We can just tell them we are not interested anymore,” Michael suggested.“They don't look like they are going to let us
Marietta’s POV I feel so lost and confused. Blinded by revenge, and sorry for the past. Could this be a way of making up for the past? Or a way of getting my revenge on everyone who has hurt me in one way or the other? Maybe I was just doing too much. “I'm sorry,” “No. Don't be sorry.” Michael reached out to me. “I abandoned you. No, I abandoned you and Valerie,” Michael broke down in tears. “I wasn't thinking,” Michael grabbed my hand. “I made you lose your baby. Our daughter. And, I'm sorry about it,” I bursted into tears. I've never seen Michael this sober. Those days he came to me were the saddest time of my life. I had lots of work on my desk. I was mad at him for abandoning us. And right now, things are getting so messy. Now that we are in this situation, are we just going to abandon this mission? “What do we do?” I asked, wiping off my tears. “We can just tell them we are not interested anymore,” Michael suggested.“They don't look like they are going to let us
Marietta’s POV I feel so lost and confused. Blinded by revenge, and sorry for the past. Could this be a way of making up for the past? Or a way of getting my revenge on everyone who has hurt me in one way or the other? Maybe I was just doing too much. “I'm sorry,” “No. Don't be sorry.” Michael reached out to me. “I abandoned you. No, I abandoned you and Valerie,” Michael broke down in tears. “I wasn't thinking,” Michael grabbed my hand. “I made you lose your baby. Our daughter. And, I'm sorry about it,” I bursted into tears. I've never seen Michael this sober. Those days he came to me were the saddest time of my life. I had lots of work on my desk. I was mad at him for abandoning us. And right now, things are getting so messy. Now that we are in this situation, are we just going to abandon this mission? “What do we do?” I asked, wiping off my tears. “We can just tell them we are not interested anymore,” Michael suggested.“They don't look like they are going to let us