Chapter 39 LUCILLE It wasn't up to thirty minutes before Jackie knocked on the door to my suite. As soon as I opened the door, she pulled me into a comforting embrace. At that instance, I couldn't control the tears from slipping down my face. I realized that I needed that. It was so comforting and relieving. "What happened, Lucille? Why did you leave and get Ramsey so worried?" Jackie asked after breaking the hug. She held my hands and pulled me to the bed. We both settled on it with our hands still intertwined. "He has a son, "I blurted out with a croaky voice. Threatening tears brimmed in my eyes, waiting to fall in the blink of them. " What!" Jackie exclaimed with squinty eyes and a crisscrossed forehead. Just the way I was dumbfounded, her face was also filled with shock. "Yes, Jackie. This woman just came with a young boy from God knows where and said the child is Ramsey's," "And what is Ramsey saying?" Jackie inquired, biting her lower lip as she tried to figure
LUCILLEI met Ramsey pacing outside the house with eagerness. As soon as he saw me, he rushed to me and pulled me into a hug. "Thank you for coming back, Lucille," He said, pressing his body against mine and almost suffocating me.I groaned and pinched him. "I might suffocate to death if you continue this way," I reminded, heaving. He finally realized how tight his hold was and broke the hug. "I am so sorry. I was just too happy to see you come back home," He mumbled, chuckling embarrassingly. "I didn't come back because of you, dude. I came to pick up something," I muttered in a teasing voice, waiting to see his reaction.As expected, he raised an eyebrow, throwing me a suspicious gaze. "Hmm!!! What did you forget then?" "Ah... My... The..." My head was void of the right excuse to give. Eventually, I was able to think of something which was the dumbest thing ever. If I had known, I wouldn't have said that. "I forgot my toothbrush. Yeah! My toothbrush," I muttered, giggli
LUCILLE "Is that who? I will not stand here and listen to your stupid questions. Excuse me," Angelina spat out, angered. She held the doorknob and pulled it open, attempting to walk into her suite. But before she could do that, Francis clutched the door and banged it hard. Angelina shrank back in fear, releasing her grasp on the doorknob. "What are you...," Francis cut her short. "Listen to me, Angelina. I know that is him, but what I do not understand is the reckless game you are playing. Regardless, tell him about me soon or else," Francis let out, pointing fingers at her. His expression was stoic and harsh. "Or else what, Francis? What exactly can you do to me? Listen to me very well, I will not tell him about you and you cannot do anything about it," Angelina retorted brazenly. Her eyes were void of emotions. "Okay, let's see then," Saying this, Francis stormed away. As soon as he dispersed, Angelina heaved, covering her face and bending. "This stupid love
LUCILLE Seeing Angelina step into the hall wade off every sense of fear in me. It wasn't because I was fearless but because I never saw her as somebody capable of hurting others. I'd stopped getting intimidated by her. "Oh! So, it's you," I let out, watching her with disgust as she walked closer. She removed her pair of sunglasses from her eyes and elegantly sat on the couch that was placed in front of me by the men. "I can see that you have no fear again, Lucille. I admire your bravery," She said, chuckling. I rolled my eyes and averted my gaze on her. "Is it because of Ramsey?" She asked, garnering my attention again. My eyes slowly landed on her. Then, she continued, "Is Ramsey the reason you developed a sudden courage?" "Oh! It's about that. Why are you asking? Are you perhaps scared that your coverlid will be open soon? I mean, are you scared that Ramsey will discover that your son isn't his?" "Kpaaak" a scorching slap landed on my cheek, sending waves of stinging sen
RAMSEY One thing that I was grateful I listened to was my instinct. I didn't know how it happened but I followed my instinct that instructed me to put two invisible bodyguards with Lucille. Barely 40 minutes after she left the house to go grocery shopping, I received a call from one of the guards I placed with her and was informed that she'd been kidnapped by a gang but they didn't attack them because they wanted to know why it was happening and who was behind it. Seeing that Lucille almost lost her life today brought a shower of fear over me and I mentally vowed to prevent something like this from happening in the future. My woman will never have to go through the discomforts and ill-treatment she went through today. "I am hale, Ramsey. I don't need to stay in the hospital...," Before she could complete her statement, I placed a finger on her lips, signaling to her to stop talking. I darted my attention to the doctor, ignoring the frown on her face. "If anything happens to
LUCILLE It'd been two weeks since the incident with Angelina and everywhere had been peaceful since then. Angelina came swiftly into our lives and almost ruined our beautiful love story. Ramsey refused to go to work for two weeks now, claiming I might be in trouble if he leaves me alone at home. And yeah, he didn't allow me to go to work either. "Wakie! Wakie!!" Ramsey's calm voice echoed in my head as I snuggled lazily under the duvet, refusing to succumb to the sunlight and bright morning. He removed the duvet from my body, pulled my cheeks, and kissed my cheeks. Wearily, I opened my eyes and smiled at him. "Good morning, my love," I let out, yawning and stretching. He chuckled, "Good morning, wifey. It's time for breakfast," "Okay. I will join you downstairs shortly. I will quickly wash my face and mouth," I mumbled, yawning for the second time. "No! No!! You need to eat first so that you can dress up and follow me to a party," He informed, taking me up from the
LUCILLE I opened my eyes weakly but was forced to close them back because of the intense pain in my head. However, seeing that I was in an unfamiliar and dimmed-lit room, I was forced to unlock them. "Wow!!! It took you ten minutes to be finally awake," A masculine voice rang in the room, probing me to glance in the direction of the voice and I saw a man standing by the door. It looked like he just finished locking it. My eyes swayed all over his body and I realized that he was putting on nothing but shorts that hugged his body tightly and was showing the curviness of his gigantic manhood. My heart skipped at the sight. Then, it dawned on me that I had been tricked. The little crying boy was a trap laid for me and I'd foolishly stepped into their trap. "What do you want from me?" I questioned in a shaky voice, dragging myself backward as he moved toward me. An ambiguous smile spread across his face as he walked closer. "What do you think? Your body or your money?" The smile s
RAMSEY My heart dropped when I saw Lucille inside the filled bathtub, lying lifeless. "Lucille!" I yelled, rushing to her side, without noticing the slippery floor. As I was about to get to her, I slipped and hit my buttock on the floor. Without wasting a lot of time groaning, I sprang up and dashed to her. "Lucille!! Lucille!!!" I called, hitting her cheeks continually to revive her. I touched her pulse. It was still active. That made me a bit relaxed. I carried her out of the bathtub into the bedroom, wore her a dress, and hurriedly took her to the hospital. I was certain the doctors must be tired of seeing us regularly at the hospital. I wouldn't lie. Ever since we got married, I had caused Lucille nothing but pain and discomfort. I had a lot of trouble lurking around and she was the one who always ended up in it. Getting to the hospital took all the night before her condition became stable.*. *. * Tyler Newton's House The trio sat in the living room, glancing at