I fluttered my eyes open but I can’t see anything clearly. My head is covered with a black cloth but I can make up two guys that were standing in front of me because of the light coming above us. They were whispering to each other, I think. I tried to move my limbs but I feel weak and sleepy. I think my arms and legs were tied. I looked at my side and saw someone whose legs and arms were tied on a chair and his head is also covered with a black cloth. He seems to be still asleep. I closed my eyes shut trying to fight off my sleepiness and focus on the things happening around me but it didn’t last long. I soon fell into a deep sleep
**************I groaned and touched my head. My head hurts and I hear ringing in my ears. I fluttered my eyes open and blinked many times before realizing who was beside me. Instead of seeing Warren, I saw a different man. My eyes went wide and I jumped of the bed.Where am I? I looked around me to search for clues on where I aI arrived home and I saw all of our maids outside the gate crying with their bags, "What happened?" I asked them."Ma'am please I can't afford to lose my job. I'm the only breadwinner of our family," Tonia pleaded."Why? What happened?" I asked again"Mr. Warren fired all of us. He just came home mad and started shouting at us," Jennie sniffed.I walked past through them and went inside our house. Everything was a mess. The couch is upside down, our lamp is lying on the floor already broken. A lot of broken glass are scattered across the floor. Warren continued to throw all of our things in the living room making me shriek because of fear."Warren! Please stop, please! Just let me explain!" I went towards him and hugged him, trying to calm him down.He breathed heavily and slowly tears flowed from his eyes. He tried to wipe them away and hid his face away from me. He keeps on removing my arms from his body. I also started to cry at his sight. I have nev
“Bella are you alright?” Tonia asked when she noticed me winced.“I just got a scratch. I’ll take care of it.” I smiled.I went to our bedroom and locked myself in there with the first aid kit. I did the same things he did to my wound. First, I blew it, cleansed it, wrapped it with a bandage, and kissed it a lot of times. My eyes welled up with tears again.'Come on, stop crying. You just cried. Stop it!' I told myself internally trying to keep my tears from falling. We were still married. Why do I cry like I already lost him? I wanted to lie and curl myself on my bed and cry my eyes out but I still have many things that I have to do.We finished cleaning everything at noon. If they weren’t with me I could have done all of this by midnight. They were so nice that they even cooked me dinner before they left. I wasn’t planning to eat. I don’t have the appetite for it but I feel bad wasting their effort so I ate it the
She's right, Warren would be happy about the news. I remembered the small talk we had about children in France. He also wanted to become a father. Maybe this would fix our relationship."Good!" She responded in a bossy manner and laughed, "I'll take care of everything just don't forget to choose me as his or her or their Godmother," she commanded again.She's a bossy person, but no one can defeat Warren's bossiness especially in his company. He inherited it from his father. He's father is kinder than her mother even though both of them never treated me nicely."Of course. Thank you!""Don't thank me it comes for a price." I chuckled at her last words and closed the door.I left the hospital and ate at the fast-food chain that I last ate with Ivy. I ordered the same thing every lunch for a week, float and fries. The two tastes good together. Now I know why I hated the smell of coffee and why I started to crave for weird things.After eating, I went to Iv
Before I could even react Ivy asked, "You're a divorce lawyer?""Yes ma'am," he answered curtly.I was speechless. I don’t know how I would react. Warren wanted divorce and that is the reason why he is here. He doesn't want me anymore. He wants to… terminate our marriage. I stood there numb like someone poured down cold water from my head.How long had he been contacted this lawyer? How long had he plan to divorce me.My hand instinctively covered my stomach where the baby is, reminding me that this isn’t just me anymore. This isn’t also just about us. I can't let the baby grow without a father.I turned around and I saw Warren standing on the staircase with Ivy beside him. Ivy is already wearing her clothes. Warren glared at me while clenching his fists. Ivy is still smirking as she wrapped her arms around Warren trying to calm him down. I was supposed to be in her place. I should be the one being with my husband.Warren walked
I don't know how long I've been walking. My mind keeps on wandering about what happened earlier. I don’t know where I’m heading to. I don’t know what I am going to do with my new life. A life without him... Just me and the life inside of me.I feel exhausted, I feel downhearted. I just want to lie down and sleep in a very comfortable bed and never wake up again.I touched the life inside of me, reminding me that I must not give up. I'm the only thing my baby has. I need to fight for my baby. I’m the only one he got.I had nothing with me except for some money in my pockets that was left from my savings and the golden locket that Warren gave me in Paris. I always wear this locket every time I go out. I only took them out when I take a shower. I counted the money I had and it’s enough to last me for a few days. I don’t have any job. Since I got married with Warren, he told me that I didn’t need to work anymore since he could ear
The cab driver pulled me away from my family and helped me into his cab. He didn't complain when I turned his car seat muddy. He drove his car silently and looked at me every minute through the rearview mirror like he wanted to say something. I just ignored him and stared outside."Did you really cheated?" He finally asked."Yes, " I immediately answered. I'm tired. I want to stop this 'me cheating issue'.I sat peacefully at the backseat. My skin stings in pain and my head still feels on fire, but it’s nothing compared that I feel in my heart that were caused by betrayal of the most important people in my life. I had always loved my family. Why can’t they love me back as they do with Gemma?I also love Warren. Why can’t he do the same to me?"If it's okay to you I can let you stay in my house in a few days," he said in the middle of silence and I nodded.I thought he would say that I didn't cheat and accused me of lying but he didn't.
Drew stood up, he just finished eating his bread and I could tell that he’s still hungry, like the both of us.“I’ll clean the car today so I can’t bring you to work,” Drew told Alyssa and she nodded in response.“I’ll help clean the car.” I volunteered since it was I who turned the car seat muddy.“I’ll do it myself you should rest.”“I’m fine, it’s the least that I can do.” I tried to insist.“Nah, no need. I can do it myself.” He said and left, leaving me no room for argument.“I’m sorry,” I replied and he just waved his hands“Don’t you have plans for today?” Alyssa asked, when his father left us alone inside.“Yeah, I’ll try looking for a job,” I answered.“You can borrow my clothes for now,” she told me knowing that I have nothing except the clothes that I was wearing
“I’m sorry Ms. Price but you’re not applicable for the job.” A woman in her mid-forties that had probably worked there since she graduated college told me. She looked at me under her long glasses with scrutiny like I was a joke. She just read my resume and looked at me up and down then told me that I’m not applicable for the job without even asking me questions.“Your resume is great. You have the perfect skills and personality for the job. You also graduated as a Cumlaude in your college degree and surprisingly you also quitted a wonderful job after 2 years of working as Calvin Miller’s secretary.” she sarcastically said and paused. She’s waiting for her words and the information to sink into my brain to see why exactly I’m not applicable for the job. “You graduated college four years ago Ms. Miller, and it’s been two years since you quitted your job. We have a lot of fresh graduate applicants here that al