EPISODE ONE
“I will be on business trip for a week in Thailand I have sent you enough cash that will sustain you for the week.” “That reminds me, If I’m not back after a week, I have probably gone to Spain.” Kathryn stare at the message with heavy eyes, she doesn’t want to cry over it but tears got the best of her and they rolled down to her pink night wears. Then, the alert came in shortly, “10 million dollars sent by Lyon Alberto.” This was the message she got very early in the morning, this was supposed to be the romantic morning for her and Lyon but that isn’t happening. “He forgot again, he forgot our anniversary,” Kathryn mumbled biting her lower lips. Well, she can’t blame him-he was forced into the marriage and didn’t like her one bit. All he cared about was money and business. She rolled her eyes as she wipe off her tears, she put the phone away and sprang up from the bed “I don’t care if he neglects me but he should at least acknowledge this year anniversary! Jerk, I hope he doesn’t get the contract!” She muttered, going downstairs to the kitchen. She was at the third riser of the stairs when she saw Trish down, staring at the Tv. “What brings her here? Very early in the morning?” She mumbled but that didn’t stop her from getting down and she went straight to her. “Hey,” She called announcing her presence. The lady turn to her with a grin and her hands spread out for a hug. “Sis! Congratulations!” Trisha exclaimed wrapping her arms around Kathryn. Kathryn pulled out from the hug staring at her sister strangely, “Hmm, what’s all these? Let me guess, are you about to ask me for help?” She asked but Trisha shook her head. “Touché! That hurts, I’m here to celebrate you,” She pouted while Kathryn raised an eyebrow. “What are we celebrating?” She asked taking a seat and Trisha followed suit. “Are you that forgetful or what? It’s your anniversary! Your 3rd year at that!” Trisha shrieked and Kathryn gasped teasingly. “Really? It’s my wedding anniversary? How come you remember and my so called husband refuse to acknowledge it? Tsk, Tsk,” She muttered sulking her teeth, Trisha narrowed her eyes. “Wait- what? That reminds me, I haven’t seen him since I got here, is he still asleep? Damn! It’s your anniversary! This place should be buzzing with gift and music,” She asked looking around. “Wouldn’t it have been better if he was asleep? For your information, he’s not home.” Trisha sprang up with a scream, “What the fuck! Is he going to repeat what happened last year?” She asked and Kathryn chuckle. “You forgot to add the first year,” She added and Trisha balled her fist. “Where’s he? Is he at work? I swear I’m going to blow up his fucking brain!” Trisha bawled angrily grabbing her hand bag. “Are you planning to go to Thailand?“ Kathryn chip in and Trisha collapsed back on her seat. “He’s not even at work but on business trip! What type of husband is Lyon!!” Trisha screamed that whole building shook. “Easy, don’t tear down my house with your noise. I’m heading to the kitchen and as you can see, there’s nothing to celebrate so go back home to help,” Kathryn muttered as she walked towards the kitchen. “This is why contract marriage sucks! Don’t ever try it sis,” She added. “Sis, are you just going to let this slide? He’s obviously neglecting you! Of your right! ” Trisha chip in then suddenly gasp, "when last did you have it?” Kathryn turn, “Have what?” “Sex,” Trisha asked and Kathryn’s eyes almost pop out. “Come on, don’t look at me like that! I’m stating the fact here!” She took off her flip flops and threw it at her, “Get out of my house, Trisha!" She yelled while Trisha grab her bag and zoomed off before the flip flop gets to her. Kathryn shook her head as she take a deep breathe but Trisha pop her head out, “I’m just curious but it’s fine, happy anniversary! Even If your husband decided to be nothing but a jerk, bye!” With that she left in an instant. Kathryn took her lips in with a chuckle, “A crazy sis I have got-“ She was cut short by the loud noise from her stomach. “I’m so hungry,” She proceeded to the kitchen. **•**•** Kathryn picked out a coral flare gown alongside with matching red heels, she stare at the reflection of her body in the mirror. “This looks perfect٫" She mumbled then put it on. “I wish I could wear this together with Lyon today,” She sulk her teeth. “I hope this isn’t flashy for an outing? At least if I can’t have a party, I can have an outing,” She mumbled with smiled then moved over to her bags. She picked out a red bag and applied some make up on her face. Her hair fell down to her shoulders with bangs at the front, she added a Crystal pin to give her brown hair a perfect style. Then she was about fixing her earring when her phone beeped, “Humph! Who are these calling? They won’t let me have a peace of mind,” she dropped the earring and pick up her phone. It was a message from a friend, “Happy anniversary even though you didn’t tell us! Lyon has uploaded pictures!” The message said and Kathryn twitched her lips. “What does she mean? Let me check Lyon’s handle,” She asked then slide into her i*******m handle, she scroll to her husband profile. Her eyes almost pop out when she saw the picture of Lyon around ladies, she swipe to the video, he was having a party?!! Her bag fell instantly and she collapsed on the dressing stool. She can’t just do the math, why is he doing this? For 3years! It was as if she was stabbed right on her chest, her mind went blank and her hand turned pure white. She felt like a shattered woman. She sank her fingers into her hair, the pin she attached fell off and it ruined her hair. “W-why? Why Lyon! Not today!!” She’s been holding back the tears but not anymore, she allow them to freely pop out.(The following day)“Ahh, my head,” Kathryn groan as she get up slowly from the couch she slept on last night, she blinked her eyes and looked around. “Did I slept here? Fuck!” She muttered as she confirmed she was still in the living room.“And why the fuck is my head banging so much?” She asked no one in particular then her eyes quickly did a search on the table at her front and she gasps “Did I drink all of these?! 5 bottles!” She exclaimed taking her lips in-in disgust.Then she suddenly remembered the cause of her pains, her jerk husband. “I hope you feel my pain, Lyon!!” She screamed and get up on her feet, dragging her feet to the kitchen-not without holding her head.She opened the fridge and grab a bottle of water, she gulp down and her eyes ran to the kitchen entrance, she almost flinched and choke on the water when she saw someone with a scary hair standing there.“My God! That scared me! Fiona! I told you to cut that hair! You almost killed me!” She exclaimed dropping the
The Next day-THAILAND)“Er.. morning miss, please have you seen Lyon Alberto around? I haven’t seen him around,” Wendy asked the hotel receptionist after she had looked for him but couldn’t find him.“Well, he checked out last night and told me not to tell anyone,” The receptionist replied politely and Wendy narrowed her eyes.“What? How… well, thank you,” she muttered and walked back to her room “that fucker went back to the states! He defile me! My orders! He will regret, I have him in my palm,” she smirked going back to her room.*****The States***(The Alberto’s Mansion)Kathryn drag her feet on the floor to the kitchen, after the long talk with her sister last night, she has been pondering on the matter ever since Trisha brought up the divorce.Why haven’t she thought of that? “Argh, why do I keep thinking about that?” She asked and walked into the kitchen and she almost flinched when she saw Fiona already there.“Oh, what a pleasant surprise! Why are you here so early? That’s ne
^^^^“I’m filing for a divorce Lyon, I want a divorce!” “WHAT?!” Lyon yelped and Kathryn took a step closer to him.“You’re not deaf, I’m divorcing you! I can’t live with fake smiles anymore, I’m done!” She snapped and with that she’s walked back to her room.Lyon fell back on his couch rubbing his neck, “How did I get to this? How? Lyon you’re really a jerk,”He growl in pain then his phone buzz.He pull it out from his pocket, Wendy name displayed on the screen. He hissed angrily then dropped the phone but it wouldn’t stop buzzing so he decided to pick it up.“Are you trying to find out what happened next?” He snapped immediately he pick up.Wendy fake a pout from the other line, “What did you mean? Oh- did something happened at home?” She gasped in sarcasm while Lyon gritted his teeth.“It was you right? You were the one that sent her that picture,”He asked “Why? Did she pack out of the house? That’s bad, at least not now that you’re about to be appointed as the chairman, this wil
Lyon stood still, his hands akimbo as he stared straight at Kathryn, who was unmoved by his sudden expression.She turned away and turned to meet him, still standing, “you won't accept my condition?” Lyon heaved, unsure of what to say, the only thing running through his mind was, how to make her stay without her making unnecessary demands.“I accept, I guess you're satisfied now.” He said and motioned towards the door, he held the door knob “I’d be waiting downstairs” and dashed out.“Whatever!” She said making sure he wasn't there to hear her.Fiona and martins on hearing the door crack, raced! They've been eavesdropping on them and wouldn't want Lyon to notice that.Lyon's face was expressionless as he stepped out of Kathryn’s room.Lyon headed upstairs to his room, his heart beating a little faster than usual. Pushing open the door, he walked in and turned on the light. The soft glow lit up his tidy room, with the wardrobe standing tall in the corner. He opened the wardrobe and
Martins walked quickly into the house, looking around for Lyon. He found him sitting on the couch, but something about the way Lyon was sitting, tense, shoulders tight, made it clear that he wasn’t fully relaxed. “Fiona said you were resting. Is everything alright?” Martins asked, his tone cautious, sensing something wasn’t quite right. Lyon looked up at him, his eyes a bit sharp, as if the question caught him off guard. He hesitated for a moment, then forced a smile. “Yes,” he said a little too quickly, his voice edged with impatience. Without waiting for Martins to say anything else, Lyon stood up abruptly, as though he couldn’t sit still any longer. His movements were fast, almost hurried, as he rushed past Martins and headed up the stairs. Martins watched him go, standing there for a moment, feeling the odd tension in the air. He wasn’t sure what had just happened, but Lyon’s quick departure and the look on his face told him that something was off. He sighed quietly, unsur
Episode 7“Room 309!” Lyon's phone buzzed on his way out, Martins watching keenly. He took the phone out and sighed as if he knew it was Wendy.He climbs the car as Martins rode off, at intervals, through the mirror, Martins could see how uneasy Lyon was but still maintaining his high esteem.“Are you sure you want to do this?” Martins asked, wondering if he asked right, but seemed to care less.“Do what?” Lyon said, raising a brow.Martins swallowed the lump in his throat, it was a lost conversation already. “Can you be a little faster? We'll stop by at the office after this, I don't want to keep Kathryn waiting.” Lyon said, checking his wrist watch.That sounded intentional than usual, Martins knew Lyon cared for nothing more than his business, now Kathryn is in the picture, whatever she did, she better don't refrain.Soon, they arrived. Lyon didn't have to meet the receptionist since Wendy already sent her room number across.Knock! Knock!“Come in,” Wendy called from inside. Her
Episode 8Kathryn turned as though she didn't hear him well, he has never called her beautiful since they were married and just now, he did. It sounded fascinating but triggered something in her, for a moment she felt like tearing up.She fixed her gaze on him as though urging him to do what was on his mind, how badly she wanted to feel like a woman. She has only read them in stories.“Thank you,” she managed to say, her mind drifting off.Kathryn sat quietly, lost in thought, as she looked at Lyon from across the room. She hadn’t really thought about how their marriage had started in a long time. It wasn’t a love story, not like the ones in movies. It was more like something that had been decided for them. Her parents had arranged it. It wasn’t uncommon in their world. Their families knew each other well, and both saw the marriage as a way to strengthen their social standing. Kathryn’s father had always admired Lyon’s family, wealthy, influential, and well-connected. Lyon’s parents
Episode 9It was late in the afternoon when Trisha arrived at Kathryn and Lyon’s house. She stepped out of her car with purpose, her heels clicking sharply on the driveway as she walked toward the front door. Trisha had never been one to mince words, and today was no exception. She loved her sister, but she wasn’t convinced Lyon deserved the second chance Kathryn seemed willing to give him. Before she could ring the doorbell, the door swung open, and Kathryn stood there, her expression quickly shifting from surprise to guarded irritation. “What are you doing here, Trisha?” Kathryn asked, folding her arms across her chest. Trisha smirked faintly. “That’s a nice way to greet your sister. I just came to check on you.” Kathryn narrowed her eyes. “Check on me or check on Lyon? Because I can already feel where this is going.” “I mean it,” Trisha said, brushing past her and stepping into the house. “I came to see you. But if Lyon happens to be here, well, that’s fine too.” Kathry
Chapter 60A month passed in a jiffy. Finally, Lyon and Kathryn could have their baby.Lyon and Kathryn arrived at the hospital with quiet excitement, the kind that comes when you know life is about to change forever. The ride there had been mostly silent, Kathryn holding Lyon’s hand the entire way, her mind racing as Martins drove. For weeks, they had dreamed of this moment, and now it was finally here.When they stepped into the hospital, the halls were familiar, but everything felt different this time. There was no rush, no panic. Lyon held onto Kathryn gently as they made their way to the nursery.A nurse met them with a kind smile, “Mr. and Mrs. Alberto, I’ll get your son for you.”Kathryn’s breath caught as the nurse disappeared behind a door. Her fingers gripped Lyon’s arm. “I can’t believe we’re finally bringing him home,” she whispered.Lyon looked at her, his voice low and calm. “We’ve waited long enough.”The nurse returned, pushing a small bassinet with their baby in it, w
Chapter 59“It's a boy!” The doctor said, turning back, grabbing Lyon's hand, who was on his knees, for a handshake, “congratulations once again, Mr Lyon.”They weren't allowed in for some hours, though they stood at a distance.“You can see her now.” One of the nurses said as Lyon nodded.Lyon walked into the room quietly, the soft beeping of the machines filling the silence. He stood there for a moment, just watching Kathryn, her face peaceful as she slept. It felt unreal, how close he had come to losing her. But now she was here, still breathing, still alive. He could hardly believe it.Turning to Martins and James, Lyon spoke softly. “I need a minute with her,” he said, voice rough. “I’ll be out in a bit.”The two men nodded, understanding without needing to say much. They stepped out, leaving Lyon and Kathryn alone in the room.Lyon moved to her bedside, the sound of his footsteps too loud in the stillness. He sat down on the edge of the bed and took her hand gently in his, feeli
Chapter 58“Kathryn…!!!” Lyon shouted, his mouth opened wide.Kathryn’s scream echoed in the room, the sound of pain slicing through Lyon like a knife. He watched helplessly as she jerked in the chair, her leg buckling under the force of the shot. Blood began to pool around her, spreading across the floor, and Lyon’s mind went blank. He couldn’t breathe.Kathryn!” He shouted, struggling against the men holding him, his body trembling. She was everything to him. His life. His future. And now, this monster, Wendy, was trying to take her away from him.Kathryn’s breath was shallow, her face a mask of pain. Her body was shaking, but she still managed to look at Lyon, her eyes filled with tears.“Lyon... I... I’m sorry,” she whispered, but it barely registered through the haze of panic in his mind. He didn’t know if she was apologizing for what had happened, for what Wendy was doing to her... or maybe it was for something else.But he couldn’t think about that right now. He had to save he
Chapter 57Lyon had barely loosened the last knot on Kathryn’s restraints when a slow, deliberate clap echoed through the room. The sound was smug, sharp, like a knife slicing through the air.“Well, well, well…” Wendy’s voice came from the doorway, sickly sweet and dripping with malice. Lyon’s head snapped up, and there she stood, leaning against the frame with a cruel smirk plastered across her face. Two enormous men flanked her, their broad shoulders filling the entryway like silent, unmovable walls.“I’ve been expecting you, Lyon,” Wendy purred, taking a slow step into the room, her heels clicking against the floor. Her confidence oozed from every step, every calculated motion.Lyon’s entire body stiffened. He rose to his feet, shielding Kathryn instinctively as if his presence alone could protect her. “Wendy…” His voice was low, strained, fighting the rage building in his chest. “Why are you doing this? What do you want?”Wendy’s smirk deepened as her eyes locked with his. “You t
Chapter 56Lyon stepped off the plane, barely feeling the ground beneath his feet. The cool breeze brushed his face, but it didn't calm anything he was feeling.He pulled his phone out from his pocket, he dialed Martins’ number, his hand trembling slightly.“Where are you?” Lyon’s voice was tight, sharp, cutting through the noise of the bustling airport. His eyes darted around, scanning the crowd.“Right outside. I’m here.” Martins’ voice was steady but had that edge of urgency.Lyon pushed through the throngs of people.The noise, the movement, all of it was a blur. He didn’t stop until he spotted Martins near the car, waving with a slight tilt of his head. Without a word, Lyon slid into the passenger seat, the door slamming shut behind him. Martins pulled away from the curb, the tires rolling like they, too, knew there wasn’t time to waste.Inside the car, silence hung heavy. Lyon’s mind was racing, the weight of every possible outcome pressing down on him like bricks. His phone buz
Chapter 55Lyon gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white as the voice on the other end came through."We've found where Kathryn is," the voice said.Lyon stopped dead in his tracks. His heartbeat felt like it had jumped to his throat. "Where?" he said sharply, his voice low but steady."An old warehouse just outside the city," the voice continued, pausing for a second. "But Lyon… it's Wendy. She's not working alone. There's something off about everything.”Lyon’s mind raced, staring straight at the empty space ahead of him. Wendy. Of course. “Wendy’s cunning. This isn’t going to be simple, but, it will.” Lyon muttered to himself. He exhaled sharply through his nose, trying to keep his rage in check. “Listen, make more investigation. Keep a close eye on Wendy. I’ll be there in two hours.”“Understood.” The line went dead.Lyon lowered the phone and closed his eyes for a moment, trying to steady the storm coming up inside him. When he opened them again, they were cold and
Chapter 54MR LYON ALBERTO–ALLEGED MULDER DISMISSED FROM HIS CHAIRMANSHIP POSITION AT OIL GAS WORLD WIDE.Trisha read from the headies, everything happened so fast and Trisha imagined the string this Wendy lady pulled, because it seemed like she connected everything waiting to pull and she did.“Where are we headed right now?” Inquisitive, Trisha inquired.“The station,” Martins replied. “We have to get our next line of action from Lyon.”———Kathryn gasped awake, the shock of ice-cold water jolting her back to life. Her chest heaved, her hair soaked and sticking to her face. She blinked, trying to clear her vision, and that’s when she saw her.Wendy. She stood there smirking, arms crossed like she’d been waiting for this moment all her life.Wendy let out a slow, cruel laugh. “Oh, look who’s awake. Did you enjoy your little nap, Kathryn?”Kathryn didn’t answer, her heart pounding in her chest. Her wrists ached where the ropes dug into her skin, her ankles just as trapped. “Wendy… wh
Chapter 53Lyon's mind was racing, trying to piece together the situation. His gut told him something wasn’t right. “I have this feeling... It is Wendy. I just know it.”Martins stood quietly beside him, his arms crossed as he observed the scene. He didn’t speak at first, just watching Lyon carefully. “The police should be reporting back soon,” Martins said, his voice calm despite the tension. “But we can’t just wait for them. This is moving too fast.”Lyon paused in his pacing and turned to look at Martins. There was a silent understanding between them, and Lyon’s gaze hardened. He didn’t need anyone to tell him what to do. He had to act now.He turned back to Trisha, crouching down in front of her. His eyes softened for a moment, though his voice was still firm. “Trisha, listen to me. We’ll find her. I promise you, we’ll bring Kathryn back.”Trisha’s eyes welled up with fresh tears as she looked at him. She shook her head slowly. “I should’ve... I should’ve done something. I was to
Chapter 52The sun was warm, and a light breeze rustled the trees. Kathryn let out a slow breath as they walked, taking it all in.“See? Feels nice, right?” Trisha said, glancing over at her.Kathryn nodded slowly. “I guess it’s not so bad.”“Not so bad?” Trisha laughed. “Please. I know you’re enjoying this.”A faint smile crept onto Kathryn’s face. “Maybe a little.”Trisha looked at her, her voice softening. “You’ve been through a lot, Kath. I know you don’t like to talk about it, but you’re back now. That’s all that matters.”Kathryn glanced down, her steps slowing a bit. “It’s just... sometimes I don’t know if I’m ready. Being here again... it’s not easy.”Trisha squeezed her arm gently. “One step at a time. That’s all you need to do. And when you don’t feel strong enough, I’ll remind you that you are.”Kathryn looked at her sister, her throat tightening for a second. “Thanks, Trish. You always know what to say.”“Of course I do. It’s my job as your annoying little sister,” Trisha