ROSEMARY If there was a day I regretted being born on earth, it would be this day. Lucille disgraced me and made me a laughing stock. The annoying part of it all was the look of contentment on her face while she was humiliating me. My teeth gritted my lower lips furiously, I only stopped after I tasted a metal liquid in my mouth. Bringing out my phone, I scrolled through the internet and saw my videos and pictures flying around. That bastard. She did as she promised. "Ah!" I yelled, angered and humiliated. It wasn't supposed to be Lucille. I was the one winning everything and the game changed so quickly. Is it because she had Ramsey behind her? Then, I heard the sound of the doorbell. Without looking at the person outside, I pressed the door open, and Noah walked in after some seconds. His face was stern and harsh. His brows wrinkled as he glanced at me with a deadly expression. At that moment, my heart skipped in fear. Has he found out about what I did at Ramsey's office a
Lucille and Ramsey were both having breakfast in the dining room when Ramsey's phone beeped.Suddenly, his smiling expression changed into a frown when he glanced at the message that just came in.Lucille noticed the abrupt change and inquired while chewing on the sandwich, "What's that? Is it some bad news?" With darkened eyes and a husky voice, he replied, "It's nothing,"Lucille chuckled and shook her head. She didn't accept that there was nothing wrong with him. "Ah! Stop doing that. Your face won't turn cold if there's nothing. Is it about business?" She asked with her eyes lifting keenly. "It's nothing. Let's eat," He simply said, tucking on the sandwich and coffee.Still, Lucille was bothered. She presumed they were partners and were not supposed to hide things from each other. His pain should be hers and they should share in each other's happiness too.After studying his tightened expression with scrutiny. She opened her mouth and was about to persuade him to tell her wha
RAMSEY When Angelina's message popped up this morning that she just got into the country and was bringing my son to me. I was shocked and speechless. Angelina was my childhood friend. She belonged to one of the most prestigious families in the country. She's the heiress of the Sebastian family. Five years ago, I got drugged by a rival company and raped Angelina. Although I didn't know how that happened despite being a principled man, I just had to accept that it happened that way because of the hickeys in her body and the soreness in her lower part. She left without a trace five years ago and she was back with a son. My son. Seeing her text again brought back the feeling of guilt and remorse I had years back. And I have vowed to satisfy her and do whatever she wants. As soon as Lucille ran out angrily, I pushed Angelina away and maintained enough distance. "What was that, Angelina?" I inquired, trying not to raise my voice so that I did not scare Emmanuel away. She tightene
LUCILLE I dashed into my room as soon as I got home and flopped onto the bed, stuffing my face into the pillow. I sobbed uncontrollably. The whole thing happening seemed like a Televista. How can Ramsey do that to me? What have I done? Is he married before getting married to me? Different thoughts filled my mind until I finally remembered how we both started. It was all a facade. Our marriage! The feelings! And the memories! They were all facade. It wasn't supposed to happen between us no matter what. I wasn't supposed to fall in love with me. He only got married to me because of his business which he had sorted but I was the one who forced him into permanently being my husband. I was such a fool to be easily carried away by the momentary enjoyment. I was enjoying another woman's position like an idiot. The more I reminisced on the memories we'd shared, the more the tears rushing out of my eyes increased. The moment I heard the horn of his car, I hurriedly rushed to the door
LUCILLEHonestly, I had nothing on my mind when I saw her. No anger. No affection. No hatred toward her. Instead, I began to pity her for making her stay away from Ramsey. I saw myself as a wicked personality, who was enjoying what wasn't hers without remorse. "Hello!" She finally spoke up, breaking the silence between us. There was an ambiguous expression on her face. So unclear and impossible to speculate the exact thought swarming her mind.I gulped hard and forced out a faint smile, "Hi!" I waved back.She swayed her eyes from my head to toes, pushing her tongue to the side, inspecting my posture and confidence.Truth be told, she wasn't just a gorgeous and perfect woman with her looks. The glimmers in her eyes were intimidating and could make anyone attempt to hide beneath the ground. Lowering my head, I pursed my lips and intertwined my fingers to ease the terrifying sensations evading the better part of me. "Has it gotten to the extent of you stalking my son and I?" She f
RAMSEYMy legs were numb because of the way I wriggled myself on the floor, constricting the blood from flowing freely.With squinty eyes, I attempted to get up and realized a duvet was on my body.Seeing that it belonged to Lucille, I thought she had decided to listen to me. I sprang up and barged into the room. Heaven knows how excited I was mentally when the door opened. "Lucille!" I shouted when I got inside but couldn't find her. I wasn't surprised or afraid. I never assumed she would leave the house. I checked her in the bathroom and it was still the same result. She was nowhere to be found.Unflinchingly, I went downstairs, hoping she would be somewhere around there, yet it was the same.At this point, doubts and fears surged in my belly. I brought out my phone and repeatedly dialed her number but she didn't pick up. One of my maids came into view at the same time. "Hey, Abigail!" I called, trying not to sound worried. "Good morning, President Ramsey!" She greeted, sligh
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