Michael's POV
TWO DAYS TO MARIETTA'S ARRIVAL
"What's the latest update, Alex?"
"It appears that she's the latest movie star in France right now," Alex answered.
"Here are photos of her, and her baby," Alex added.
With shaky hands, I took one of the photos Alex had placed on my table.
"This is Etta now?" I asked in disbelief. "She looks-"
"Beautiful?" Alex responded.
I thought I was the only one who noticed that. It's been three years, and I could not believe I left her all by herself.
"She's a movie star now," Alex broke the silence.
"I can see that Alex. You don't need to remind me," I shut my eyes close.
The last time she called me, I had lied to her. Letting her know Granny Lorette will send some money.
"God! Why did I do that?" I whispered, shutting my laptop closed.
"She will be back in America in the next two days," Alex reported.
"Is she married?" I quickly chipped in.
I'm sure she wasn't with child when she left. Could she have gotten another man?
Am I regretting everything I've done? Is this what it looks like?
"Can I meet her daughter? I mean-"
"That will be hard. I'm afraid she has a lot of security at the door, and Valerie is always with her nanny-Bella." Alex answered.
"Valerie? That's her daughter's name?"
"What more do I need to know? Do you think Etta hates me now?" I heaved a sigh.
Yes, I have loved Katty, but ever since I let go of Marietta, I don't know what I was feeling.
Some days I want to tell her I was sorry, for not believing in her. But it was too late.
"Katty has someone else other than your brother," Alex broke yet another heartbreaking news to me.
"Hold on," I paused as I felt a little headache.
"What the hell did you just say? Is Granny aware of this?" I clenched my fist in anger.
"Do you have proofs?" I stood up from my office chair in shock.
"No proofs yet. But, I will get them soon." Alex heaved a sigh.
I'm sure Katty has been behaving weirdly these days. Granny also noticed that.
The most painful thing was that I couldn't believe I picked Katty over Marietta. A woman I knew I couldn't have.
Right now she is married to my brother, and she doesn't even look at me anymore.
"She has been avoiding me these days." I lashed out.
"Don't you think we should be more focused on getting your wife back?" Alex replied.
"Ex-wife you mean? I divorced her, Alex. Damn!" I hit the wall, causing my hands to peel off.
"I need to meet with her before she comes, Alex. I need to see the baby," I suggested.
Maybe if I tell her I'm sorry, and I travel down to tell her how much I love her, she might forgive me.
"Book a flight to France, right now."
SEVEN HOURS LATER
"Don't you want to get to the hotel and relax?" Alex muttered.
"I need to see her daughter first." I quickly got out of the car.
It's just twelve in the noon. And according to Alex, Marietta's always on set. So, I have the time to at least see her daughter.
It didn't take us long to stand in front of her house. Getting past the security wasn't hard.
Alex took care of it, lying to the security that we were her colleagues at work.
"Bella, hi," Alex smiled.
Seems Bella couldn't recognize me or maybe Etta didn't tell her anything about me.
"Valerie's asleep? Her mother is worried sick. She couldn't reach you, so she asked us to come check on her," I looked at Bella who nodded before offering a glass of wine.
"Oh, my phone went off at some point. I'm charging it now. Come with me," Bella answered, staring at the both of us.
"But you will have to drop your phones with the securities. For some reason Marietta wants to save her daughter's face from social media," Bella signaled to one of the security guards.
But just as I stepped into her room, I couldn't believe it.
"This is beautiful," I stuttered.
I was moved to tears, but I tried to console myself with the words "Men, don't cry."
Staring at Valerie right now, why does she look so much like me?
Just as Bella turned away, I was quick to take a strand of hair off her head. "Have her DNA done," I instructed Alex.
"Please, do not allow Etta to know about this. I only did this because you made me know that she sent you to check her daughter out," Bella replied.
Just after we left, Alex, and I aimed for the hospital to carry out the test on the hair strand.
The result left me regretting my decision of three years. "Valerie is my daughter?" I gasped in fear. My air almost leaving my lungs as tears pricked my eyes.
She was pregnant all along? I thought in disbelief.
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Marietta’s POV I don't know why my heart keeps racing when I see Michael. “You can't possibly tell me you still love him? After everything he's done,” Bella yelled over the phone. “I don't know, Bella. I'm confused. I saw him today. He asked after his daughter,” I whispered. Turning on the air conditioner, I lay on the bed exhausted. “He knows you have a daughter?” Bella questioned in surprise. “My personal life has been getting out somehow. I don't know what to do, Bella. I'm now a star, remember?” I heaved a sigh. “What do you want to do? What if he wants to claim Valerie?” Bella asked further. “Valerie is sleeping, right?” I questioned. Valerie is just three years old, but she is smarter than any kids I know of. “You know what, just make sure her face isn't seen by anyone. Stick to the plan.” I warned Bella. “I've got a lot of events ahead of me in the morning. And I need to wake up early.” I thanked Bella, hung the call, and dosed off. ******Clara’s call had woken me u
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
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
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 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 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
Marietta’s POV I don't know why my heart keeps racing when I see Michael. “You can't possibly tell me you still love him? After everything he's done,” Bella yelled over the phone. “I don't know, Bella. I'm confused. I saw him today. He asked after his daughter,” I whispered. Turning on the air conditioner, I lay on the bed exhausted. “He knows you have a daughter?” Bella questioned in surprise. “My personal life has been getting out somehow. I don't know what to do, Bella. I'm now a star, remember?” I heaved a sigh. “What do you want to do? What if he wants to claim Valerie?” Bella asked further. “Valerie is sleeping, right?” I questioned. Valerie is just three years old, but she is smarter than any kids I know of. “You know what, just make sure her face isn't seen by anyone. Stick to the plan.” I warned Bella. “I've got a lot of events ahead of me in the morning. And I need to wake up early.” I thanked Bella, hung the call, and dosed off. ******Clara’s call had woken me u
Michael's POVTWO DAYS TO MARIETTA'S ARRIVAL "What's the latest update, Alex?" "It appears that she's the latest movie star in France right now," Alex answered."Here are photos of her, and her baby," Alex added.With shaky hands, I took one of the photos Alex had placed on my table."This is Etta now?" I asked in disbelief. "She looks-""Beautiful?" Alex responded.I thought I was the only one who noticed that. It's been three years, and I could not believe I left her all by herself."She's a movie star now," Alex broke the silence."I can see that Alex. You don't need to remind me," I shut my eyes close.The last time she called me, I had lied to her. Letting her know Granny Lorette will send some money."God! Why did I do that?" I whispered, shutting my laptop closed."She will be back in America in the next two days," Alex reported. "Is she married?" I quickly chipped in. I'm sure she wasn't with child when she left. Could she have gotten another man? Am I regretting everythin
Marietta's POVI could tell Michael could see the anger in my eyes. "Thank you, sir, for coming." Katty's voice interrupted our conversation. Michael lingered for some minutes before turning towards the crowd. I blinked back my tears. "You are strong, Etta." I reminded myself."Thank you for coming," Mr. Lucian climbed the stage. Giving each of the star representatives from different countries a handshake."Ms. Etta, I would love to meet with you after the party," Mr. Lucian shook my hand while I nodded.Walking out of the stage, I made my way outside. "Are you okay" Clara my assistant asked."Yes. I just need some air," I heaved a sigh. "Do you need me to come with you?" Clara questioned.Looking around, I felt relieved seeing that Michael had gone. "No, I'll be fine on my own,"Upon getting outside, a masculine voice echoed from behind. At first, I thought it was one of those disturbing reporters. But I was wrong. "Michael? What the hell do you want from me?!" I flinched. "I w
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
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 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