The room was as hushed as a grave. Gwendolyn kept checking her watch impatiently, however, she failed to notice that someone had been staring at her for so long. When Lilith glanced around the room, her eyes caught the person. She thought he was just passing by but seeing that he was staring at Gwendolyn through the transparent office glass, she decided to call for her attention. “Gwendolyn, did you notice a young man out there has been secretly checking you out?” She whispered into her ear as she gestured in the direction of the man standing near the glass.Gwendolyn barely heard everything she said. She had been in the room for thirty minutes, waiting to be summoned by the president. She had made up her mind to leave once the certain time she intended to spend at the company elapsed as she had an important business to handle. Being a prominent artiste, she had to manage her schedule and she wouldn't let one affect the other. However, an interview with the president was never pa
She was so eager to see him after finally hearing the news she had waited so long to hear from the doctor. She walked ahead the moment the door was opened by Doctor Stewart. “There he is.” He pointed at the tall man standing near the window.Gwendolyn looked over, she was surprised to see him standing on his two feet. A few days ago when she asked about him, she was told he hadn't regained consciousness. Already she had given up on him, she thought he would never wake up after spending three months in a coma ever since she rescued him. She skipped a step closer and then cleared her throat to attract his attention. Sluggishly he spun around to see the doctor and a woman he couldn't recognize. When Gwendolyn gazed at him, she was nearly speechless. If at all she was directed to the ward she would have thought she was in the wrong room. The man standing in front of her was never like the man rescued, he was so hot and handsome that she couldn't take her eyes off him. Was it becaus
Silence stretched taut in the room for a minute, everyone was completely speechless. Mr. Brook was devastated after her unanticipated announcement. He stood, staring at Gwendolyn, who hadn't realized what she had done. She hadn't noticed how awkward everyone was staring at her, waiting for her to explain what was going on. “Did I hear what you said clearly?” Immediately her right hand stopped after she realized everything. That was an impulsive outburst. She chewed on her lower lip, looking at her father standing in front of her. “Dad, that's not what I mean?” “Then explain everything to me.”Parting her lips to defend herself, Mr. Whitlock interrupted. “This isn't happening? Edward, I'm disappointed. Did you invite us here to humiliate us in front of everyone? How could you? Austin, we're going home. You're not going to marry her. She can't be my daughter-in-law.” Mr. Whitlock seethed fiercely. He hit his hands on the table abruptly then rose. Austin was completely dumbfound
The rumor about her pregnancy had already spread across the city like a virus. Many bloggers had published different articles about her. The one that caught people's attention most was ‘Who could have been her mysterious baby's father? Could it be the manager director of the firm?’ Gwendolyn wasn't affected by the rumors, she had already figured out who could be behind everything; it was her ex-boyfriend. Apart from their parents that were there last night, he was the only person she thought would leak out the secret. Perhaps to ruin her career.While waiting for their family's doctor in his office, her phone rang, about to pick up the call doctor Walton entered. “I hope you're not offended. I have a patient that needs urgent care. Shall we?” He gestured to her to follow him.She rose from the chair, and before budging an inch from where she was standing she called him back. “Doctor Walton, I'm not pregnant.” She divulged.Doctor Walton abruptly spun around. Since the door was still
“She never lied.” Zayn interrupted the moment she was about to defend herself. He stepped in, standing in front of her.Edward was astonished when he stood up against him. He rose from the couch, looking at him with ferocity. “Who the hell do you think you are? Who let you into my office? Get out before I call the security.” He seethed. Gwendolyn parted her lips, she put a hand on Zayn's shoulder, attempting to caution him to be careful with his words. He glanced back and assured her with a smile, telling her that ‘he'd handle it’. She sighed softly, standing back. Although she didn't trust him she had to leave him to do it. After all, Doctor Walton must have told her father that she was never pregnant.“Sir, I love your daughter. I won't stand here and watch you telling her to lie for you. If you can't seal a business deal without selling your daughter to a man she doesn't love, forgive me but I must say this, you're not supposed to be called a father. And you…aren't you ashamed? As
As if terminating the contract wasn't enough, he canceled their partnership and assured him that he would never got to partner with any other prominent companies. He said Edward breached the contract they had. For the past few days, Edward despaired, he wasn't granted an audience whenever he went to Whitlock's company. Gwendolyn was to be blamed for everything, Edward concluded. If it wasn't for the love he had for her late mother, he would have disowned his daughter. Nevertheless, unknown to him for the past eight days the rumor about her pregnancy was leaked to the media, and she was also facing hardship in her career.When the director informed her she had to take a minor character's role, she presumed it was a joke until two days before the day they were supposed to shoot the film. The director informed her the person that was supposed to take her role would appear on the screen. Gwendolyn had tried to negotiate with him but what people were saying about her also mattered. After
She was completely lost in thought until his voice brought her out of her reverie. “Are you listening?” Her body went cold like an iceberg. She was nearly speechless, blinking slowly as her eyes twinkled with marvel. “I don't even know him?” It was when the statement broke off her lips she realized what she said.There was a look of confusion on his wrinkled face, he stared blankly at her, waiting for her to repeat what she just said. “I don't understand you anymore.”It had gotten to a point she needed to make up her mind. She was to marry a young man she despised with every bone in her body and there was another mysterious young man she saved from an unanticipated death who her father wanted her to marry again, Gwendolyn was stuck in the middle of nowhere. Confused like a lunatic, in the next minute if she didn't think of a solution she might go insane. Her pair of arched eyebrows looked down at him through sweeping long eyelashes. “I'm not going to marry anyone. Why must I get ma
Marriage was never part of the plan, yet it seemed to be the only way out. Waking up the next morning to battle with the same problem again, Gwendolyn wished to keep lingering in bed forever. Nevertheless, a terrible hangover surged around her head, giving her a splitting headache. She put a hand on her forehead, massaging it tenderly. When a thought flashed across her mind, she sat up purposely then she remembered having a clear schedule for the day. She turned to her left side to check the radio clock, a pair of mariner-blue eyes creepily looking at her. She scooted backward startlingly. “Hey. I didn't find that funny. That was creepy.” She scolded him and she rolled her eyes. She looked down at her body to check the cloth she was putting on, she was still wearing yesterday's dress. She drew the dress down to cover her thighs which he wasn't even looking at. Zayn maintained his dark countenance as he kept staring at her. With a swift gesture, he extended a paper to her. He glanc
Two hours after the harrowing incident, Mr. Kane reached out to Lucien, informing him that he had just arrived at the airport and was on his way to the company. Lucien felt an unsettling tension knotting in his stomach at the thought of the meeting. Despite their many attempts to connect over the past weeks, some unforeseen obstacle always intervened. Now, with an important board meeting underway, he regretted his inability to go to the airport himself. Instead, he urged Jace to make the trip, accompanied by a few bodyguards—a precautionary action against any unexpected threats that might arise.Although anxiety gnawed at him, Lucien found solace in the skills Jace brought to the table, he trusted that he could handle the situation without a scratch on him. Every five minutes during the meeting, his phone vibrated gently on the table—texts from Jace, each one carefully crafted to reassure him of his safety. Yet, amid the flurry of updates, a flicker of doubt gnawed at him. He couldn’
“Your three days are over. Tell me, why should I accept that actress who supposedly used you?” The weight of frustration hung heavily in his mind as he whimpered, his voice laced with desperation. “How many times must I tell you that she didn’t use me? Shouldn’t you be grateful that she’s the reason I’m alive? You’re the one who refuses to accept Gwen, but I’m not marrying anyone other than her. I love her, and that should be all you need to know. Stop being such a stubborn old man.” Though Lucien’s anger had dissipated, a certain stubbornness still clouded his grandfather's acceptance of the woman he adored. He could sense that the unexpected invitation to the office was merely a prelude to their confrontation. “Of course, I'm mostly grateful for that. I would have given her a tower of gold if she was wise enough to report you missing the moment she found you. My great-grandchildren shouldn’t have a mother like her.” He declared, his voice steeped in disdain. “My children don't de
After showering, she sidled across the room to his walk-in closet. She selected a long blue shirt and wore it over her pants, the shirt barely reached her thighs, and her curly hair tumbled over her shoulders. She glanced at the mirror on her way out of the closet, she noticed her nipples were conspicuous, stiffened in the shirt, but she barely cared about that. She stroked a strand of hair behind her ear and dampened her lower lip.She seemed refreshed. Their conversation replayed in her head, echoing in her mind as each word reminded her of a tingling feeling she felt earlier. When he asked if she wanted to get married, she felt the yen to say yes if it was him; remarrying him would be a wish come true, but Gwendolyn still assumed they could be fucking buddies until both of them got tired of each other. After all, she believed it would happen one day. ‘If it's you then I don't mind. ’ She hit her forehead when she recalled what she said. She only said that during the heat of the mom
As the echoes of the conference meeting faded away, leaving behind an air thick with unspoken words, the last few attendees ambled out of the hall, their footsteps becoming feeble. A palpable tension hung in the atmosphere, settling heavily on Jace's mind like a suffocating air. He remained seated, his thoughts a chaotic like a total disaster, knowing all too well that he needed to confront the unyielding silence that stretched between him and Lucien. Every time their eyes locked, a flicker of unquenchable curiosity sparkled in Lucien's gaze, silently pleading for acknowledgment. He despised not talking to his elder brother and he didn't want to be the first person to break the eerie silence.“You look like someone who just lost his first love, Jace. What's the matter? Are you going to stay angry at me forever?” Lucien's voice sliced through the stillness, a sharp voice to the thick awkwardness they had both been sidestepping for days.Jace hardly reacted to the teasing remark. His ex
Immediately the call disconnected, Gwendolyn swerved around to look at him, holding her phone tightly. Her countenance wasn't pleasant, she was still worried despite her father assuring her everything was fine, he just needed her to be at the hospital with her stepmom.“Is everything all right?” His brows furrowed with confusion. Seeing how worried she looked, he couldn't gauge if everything was all right.With a shake of her head, “I’m not sure. I should be heading to the hospital now. He said she needs me there like I'm a doctor. I wonder if everything is fine as he said.” She enunciated impatiently. She stepped away from the chair, and then to the exit. Lucien tagged behind her as both of them ascended the stairs together. ”Hospital? Did something happen? Did he tell you what happened?“Yes. Remember I told you she's pregnant, right? I think it's almost time. She might be feeling uncomfortable. She'll need me there. She's in her third trimester. Fuck, I'm supposed to keep my phone
In the next second, they were back in his bedroom, still engaged in a passionate and lips-devouring smooch. Gwendolyn could scarcely explain how he brought her back to his room, the only thing she knew was when she eventually opened her eyes to look at him, they were both on their feet near the king-size bed. His mouth left hers in a swift motion, grazing her cheek down to her neck with kisses, her body quivering with nervousness. She was feeling nervous, and at the same time, her need was about to make her lose her mind. Every time his tongue brushed on her skin, her stomach always tingled. Suddenly, his hand caressed her back slowly, vaguely searching for a string. There, he found the zip. He zipped down her gown with reluctance. Even though he already felt his erection, hardening below, he was more willing to create room for a change of heart, if she wanted. Nevertheless, she wasn't going to stop him, they had both lost their minds in the pool of lust and love.“Ah, Lucien,” She
“Hi, Gwen.” He grinned winsomely, however, she leveled him a killer look as she contracted her lips into a frown.“You haven't answered my damn question. Are you stalking me now?” She seethed.“I’m not. Why are you avoiding me again? I thought we already talked about this yesterday. You won't answer my call or reply to my text, why are you doing this?” He enquired calmly, with one of his hands stuffed in his pocket.She hissed quietly as she rolled her eyes. “I told you, I don't want trouble. I just hope you'll understand this and leave me alone…because you're making everything hard for me by showing up before me. I can't deal with all of this.” She wagged her hands in the air, whimpering with frustration while trying not to look at him.Hearing that, he skipped a few strides close to her. He extended his hand to touch her so she could look at him but he hesitated. “Making everything hard for you? That's not what I'm trying to do. Do you have some minutes? Let's talk somewhere else, i
“Did you also threaten Mr. Robert the same way you threatened Gwendolyn?” Mr. Redgrave grinned cunningly. He spun around, walked up to a couch in his bedroom, and sat down carefully, holding his walk-stick close. He cupped his chin, staring at his grandson in a calm steady manner. “Did he say I threatened him?” His lips cropped into an indignation frown.“Isn’t that what you always do? Using people's weakness against them.”“Is that what you think of me, Lucien? Would you say that to the man who raised you and your siblings? That aside, Mr. Carey called me. Why are you bringing up a divorce now after two years of your marriage to his daughter?” “It has nothing to do with you.” He retorted.“It has everything to do with your grandfather. Have you forgotten we have a bargain?” He reminded him. If perhaps he had forgotten, he was more willing to remind him about it all.His body pulsed up with anger. Every word his grandfather said kept hitting his nerves. He was at the peak of losing
“I surmise I was worried for nothing.” Immediately after the teleconference ended Margaret puffed out a sigh of relief, shuffling away from him to get seated on the couch in his home office. “It’s late,” He glanced over the wall clock. It was already past midnight and he was tired after a long day. If the project wasn't important to Margaret he wouldn’t have assisted her. His resting time was important to him more than anything else.“Thank you so much. I'm so lucky you're my husband, Lucien.” She muttered, pausing for air before continuing. “There's something I'd like to discuss with you but it seems that you're drained tonight. Maybe tomorrow.” She struggled with words, hoping that wouldn't provoke him.“Yes, I'm tired and I can't listen to anything right now. Also don't get your hopes up,” He shut his laptop, rose from his swirling office chair, then took his phone on his desk and headed toward the door. She watched him until he exited the office. She puffed out a despairing sigh