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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 POVAs my sister, Katty, tumbled down from the golden stairs.I screamed in shock.I stretched my hand to reach her and quickly followed right through. “Katty! Somebody please, help me! Anybody!” I shouted in fear.My hands trembled as tears flowed down my cheeks. “Security!” My voice drew the attention of today's guests. Soon today’s guests started to gather around me. I could see most of them shaking their head in shock while raining insults on me. “Jeez. You are so wicked. You stole Katty’s man and yet you’re trying to kill her baby?”“I think she wants her sister dead. More tears streaming down my cheeks. “Owww…my baby… save my baby please,” Katty winced, tears rolling down her cheeks, while she yanked my hands off. “Don't touch me you murderer! She wants to kill me!” Katty screamed.She attracted more people who had come to grace the party thrown by my husband’s family.My husband, Michael, is from a wealthy family, one of the richest in California. And not just
Marietta's POV“He wants a divorce?” I repeated in shock. “Are you serious?” I felt relieved just as I heard Granny Lorette’s voice in the living room. I’m sure she will calm Michael. After all, she's always got my back.“Michael, if this is all a joke, you can stop now.” I heard Granny Lorette lash out. “No! It’s not. I’m serious about this,” I heard Michael argue.“I can’t stand this any longer, Grandmother,”“I’m filing for a divorce. I’m sick and tired of her. I don’t even love Marietta. You forced me into this whole thing.” I heard Michael rage.“Are you telling me that all through the years you’ve spent with her, you didn’t love Etta?” Granny Lorette questioned.“You used your powers and your company shares to coerce me into marrying Etta. And to top it all, you are standing up for her?” Michael scoffed.More tears flowed down my eyes when Michael shouted, causing me to peep from upstairs, where I was standing.“She did what? She lost the baby?!” I heard him scream while talki
Marietta’s POV“Congratulations, Mrs. Lockhart,” The doctor smiled, reaching out to me with a white envelope. “You are two weeks pregnant,”I took the white envelope from the doctor with shaky hands. “No, no, no. This must have been a mistake. Do you think I might have been misdiagnosed?”“A mistake? The blood samples clearly match yours.” The doctor concluded.“But well, you might be correct. It sometimes happens,” he added. I heaved a sigh and felt relieved.“I’ll ask one of my efficient staff to attend to you. She will take your blood samples and carry out the test again. Is that okay by you?” The doctor asked.“Yes, sure.”“Very well then, you can wait at the lab.” The doctor replied.After a few minutes of waiting, I was handed another test report. “I supervised this myself,” the nurse explained, and left.“What the hell? Am I really pregnant? I’m fucking–” I yelled out of frustration as I choked on my words.Tears streamed down my face out of fear.I can’t even abort this chil
Marietta’s POV“I can’t believe you are still in bed!” “And why haven’t you packed up earlier?” he questioned, with a furrowed brow.“Michael, I’m sick,” I responded weakly.“Are you aware that your flight is scheduled to take off five hours from now?!” “I think I might have caught a fever last night.” “Stop lying, Etta." Michael retorted.“I’m not, I snapped.You are leaving this afternoon. I’ll drive you to the airport and you must leave even if you don’t want to!” Michael flared up and left in anger.I couldn’t help but smile bitterly. I cannot believe Michael would volunteer to drive me to the airport in person.“C’mon Marietta, don’t be stupid. He just wants to make sure you get to the airport,” I scoffed in disbelief before closing the door. I dragged myself towards the bed since I felt so tired, maybe a nap would do.“A hundred degrees?” I exclaimed upon seeing the result on my thermometer.“My fever is getting out of hand,” I whispered.Dropping my traveling bag, I reached
Marietta’s POVEIGHT MONTHS LATERIt's been nine month of pain, severe discomfort, and hard work. “The baby is here. One last push.” The nurse encouraged me.With sweats dripping off my body, I made the last push in screams.Tears rolloed out of my eyes, as I felt at ease. The baby had came early, I thought I was going to die, since this was my first time. Also luckily for me, the baby seemed healthy in the nurse’s arms.Staring at my baby weakly, I couldn’t help but mutter to myself “Finally I have a family in this world now,” Having said that, I passed out. The knock on the door had woken me up from my sleep–it was a nurse.“Hi. How are you feeling?” The nurse smiled at me.“I’m fine. What about my baby?” I quickly asked.“Trust me your baby is fine. A nurse will bring your baby soon,” she replied, checking my drip.“I don’t know if I should do this, but I don’t have a choice.” She replied.“What is it?” I stuttered in fear.“The hospital bills need…” the nurse hesitated.The h
Marietta's POVWith the whole camera flash, I fell short of words. Lately, I've been trying to keep my personal life secret. But one way or the other, I still couldn't curb it."Ms. Etta, is it true you have a daughter?" Another report asked, but I ignored it."Boss," My personal assistant, Clara called from afar and I felt relieved. Quickly my bodyguards swung into action, helping me towards the car.Just as I got into the car, my phone rang. "Hi, Etta. I saw the news. How are you doing?" “Hi, Bella. I’m okay thanks. It's nothing,” I responded, taking off my glasses.“Well, Valerie her is save and happy here with me. But, just one thing– she asks of Mommy every time.” Bella replied.“Thanks, Bella. I’m so grateful for everything you’ve done for me. From taking care of Valerie to helping me during my antenatal. I feel so indebted to you.” I heaved a sigh.“C’mon, Etta. You don’t have to be like this. Since the first time I met you at the subway train station. I knew we’d be best of
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 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 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"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
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 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 POV“Cancel every meeting for tomorrow. Book a flight to France. Now Clara!” I ordered.“Hey, Etta. Calm down.” Elsie grabbed my face.“It’s alright,” he patted my head.Placing my head on his chest, I wept.“I promise you, she’ll be fine,” Elsie assured me.“Do you want me to come with you?” Elsie asked.“Someone needs to be here. We’ve got a movie cast in a few days to Christmas, Elsie.” I wiped off my tears.“I have to go,” I said. “I’ll always call you. If you need anything from me, don’t hesitate to let me know, okay?” Elsie shouted from behind.It took me two hours before I got to the airport. “Clara, you won’t be going with me. But please, give Elsie all the support he needs.” “Yes, ma’am,” Clara bowed.My flight was a very tiring one. I couldn’t help myself.All through the journey, I was just tearing up. Making use of my scarf to cover my face. Since I was in first class, there was less disturbance from fans.It took me ten hours to get off the plane. I didn’t wa
Marietta's POV “Etta, please. Don’t do this,” Michael pleaded.“Don’t come closer, please,” I yelled. “Etty, sweetheart. I know we’ve wronged you, But please, let’s make amends,” Granny Lorette almost knelt.“I’ve forgiven you. But I don’t want to have anything to do with any of you again,” I charged and left immediately.“Etta!” Michael called. “Clara, get the car door, now!” I ordered.I was in the car before Michael could get a hold of me.As I watched him through the car’s rare mirror, I couldn’t help but wonder if I had done too much. “Ma’am,” Clara broke the chain of my thoughts.“Yes, what is it?” I questioned.“It’s Mr. Felix. He said you cannot cancel the deal with the Whitmore,” Clara cleared her throat.“What do you mean by that?” I frowned in confusion.“He said they are one of the largest stakeholders in the company,” Clara explained.“I don’t want to have anything to do with those people!” I cried.“You have a call,” Clara passed my phone to me. It was Bella.“Bella
Michael’s POV “I'm sorry, Etta,” I repeat. “Don't come closer!” She yelled.“I know what I did was wrong. Please,” I tried to hold her, but she seemed to be disgusted by my presence. “It's been three years, Michael.” She started.“You and granny left me for three good years in an unknown land.” She took a step back.“I know I did really bad. Please give me a chance to correct my mistakes. Please,” I pleaded further. “I didn't come here for this. So, please, leave! You are dead to me already,” she closed her eyes and was about to walk away. “I'm sorry, but I can't let you go. Consider Valerie,” I proposed. “Valerie?” She yanked her hand off. “She was never yours, and will never be!” She spat. “Now let me go!” She snapped.“I'm sorry, Etta.” I held her hand tighter. “Michael, Leave me alone!” she struggled with my grip. “Let the woman go, young man. I believe you to be a gentleman,” a masculine voice echoed from behind.Isn't this the man who was flirting with her a couple of m