OWEN'S POVThe next day, I woke up feeling happier, like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Catherine and Michael were finally out of our lives and for the first time in a long time, I felt like I could finally focus on Charlotte and our future together.Today was a very special day. It was our one-month anniversary, and I made sure to plan something beautiful to celebrate. Charlotte had been through so much, and I had to remind her how much she meant to me.When she woke up, she was surprised to see breakfast already served to her in bed. She eyed me curiously as she sat up and looked at me.“Someone's in a good mood today.” She said as she started to eat and I nodded. I'm guessing she doesn't remember. Not that I cared though, it's my responsibility to surprise her anyway.“Indeed. Now eat quickly and get dressed.” I said nonchalantly and she looked at me with curiosity written all over her face.“Where are we going?” She asked but I refused to give her any details about whe
CHARLOTTE’S POVThe evening was too perfect. Owen had gone above and beyond to make me feel special on our one-month anniversary, and as we sat on the beach, watching the sun dip below the horizon, our clothes soaked from playing in the water, I couldn’t help but feel like everything was finally falling into place. Owen reached out to take my hand in his and I looked up at him and smiled, my heart swelling with so much affection that it almost hurt. How was I so lucky to have someone like him by my side? After everything I had put him through, all the lies and hurt, he was still here. He still loved me. The glowing sunlight made his eyes look even more, and I allowed myself to believe that nothing could ruin this night. Michael was gone. Catherine as well. It felt so peaceful, I never wanted this moment to end. He turned to look at me as well, a small smile on his face and butterflies flapped in my stomach just by his gaze. He reached out to tuck a strand of wet hair behind my hair
OWEN'S POVThe night was painfully long as I had held a trembling and scared Charlotte in my arms. It took a while before she finally fell asleep and I had to keep reassuring her that everything would be okay. But deep down inside of me, I was burning with anger.Michael has crossed the line and I'd never forgive him for making her so scared and afraid.The moment it started to get bright, I knew I couldn't wait to go to the police. I had to do something. I couldn't just sit back and watch while he terrified my wife. Stalking us was the biggest mistake he's ever made. Charlotte's safety was all I cared about.I got out of bed quietly, very careful not to wake her up. If she knew I was doing this, she'd definitely get more worried, and she's been through enough already. As much as I wanted to let her know, I knew she'd beg me not to leave.I took out a book from the table and wrote a message to let her know that I'm fine and that I needed to end this before it ended us. When I was done
OWEN'S POV I clutched my bleeding stomach as my vision got hazy but I refused to back down. I had to keep going, to finish what I started. I don't mind dying for her, but he'll go with me. He moved closer to me getting ready to strike again but froze when flashlights were pointed to his face. The police were finally here. I had no idea how much time had passed but I was glad that they finally showed up. Michael's eyes were full of panic as he looked back at me and he clenched his fist tightly. “You think this is over? You think they can stop me from ending you?” He gritted, his voice full of malice and anger but when one of the policemen shouted, I could see the fear in his eyes. “Hands where I can see them!” The police man shouted and Michael hesitated for a moment as he glanced between me and the officers but he knew he was cornered. He finally raised his hands in surrender and the police tackled him down as they cuffed his wrists and dragged him away. “This isn't ov
CHARLOTTE'S POVI rubbed my eyes as I sat up, a frown on my face as my heart started beating a little faster. Where was he?“Owen?” I called out but I was greeted with silence. My heart sank when realization dawned upon me. Did he…I spotted a piece of paper sitting on his pillow, folded neatly with my name written across it in his handwriting and my breath hitched as I grabbed the note and unfolded it, my eyes going through the words quickly."Cupcake, I had to quickly take care of something. But don’t worry because I’ll be back before you know it. I’ll always protect you, no matter what. I love you so much. Husband."My heart sank and my blood ran cold. Did he go after Michael? Alone?“No… No, no, no.” I whispered as I shook my head, my hands trembling as I stared at the paper. My heartbeat was so loud, I could hear it above the crashing waves. Panic settled in my stomach as I placed the paper back on the pillow. I couldn’t just stay here and wait. What if something happened to him
OWEN'S POVI kept hearing voices but they sounded so far away. My grip on consciousness was very thin, faint even. But I could feel someone holding my hands. Then my face, then my hand again. What's going on? I had a black out after hearing that piercing sound at the operating room and I don't remember what happened after that. The faint noises started getting louder and I could hear someone talking beside me. The words started to register in my head and I realized that Charlotte was the one talking to me. My precious angel. You're safe now. I tried to open my eyes and after so much struggle I finally did. She didn't notice as she kept on mumbling words while she held my hand tightly. I finally moved my fingers slightly and she noticed as she turned to look at me and her eyes widened as she realized I was awake. “Owen!” She exclaimed as she stood up and hugged me, causing me to wince at the painful sting I felt but I wrapped my arms around her anyway. “I'm sorry.” I started and
CHARLOTTE'S POVThe past few days have been full of worry, relief, and gratitude. I almost lost my husband to my crazy ex-boyfriend. How would I have explained this to anyone? I shuddered at the thought of it. Owen’s recovery was going smoothly and he was healing quickly. I just couldn't wait for the day he'd finally be discharged.His birthday was in a few days and I had been planning a huge surprise for him. It was a hassle trying to keep something this big from him, especially since we spent almost every moment together after his injury. But I was determined to make his birthday unforgettable. It had to be one that he'd never forget. I fed him apples as we teased Caleb who was on a video call with him. “You should get married soon, buddy. Maybe then you'll be able to understand what it feels like.” Owen said and Caleb made a disgusted face as he gagged and I laughed hard. “Oh, come on! It's not that bad. I mean, take a look at Owen and I!” I joined in and he rolled his eyes at
CHARLOTTE'S POVI had to help Owen. But how? He was in a state of frustration and devastation and I didn't know how to help him. I felt useless as a wife. I could feel the tension radiating off him even though he tried to mask it with his usual calm demeanor but it wasn’t working. I saw through it. My heart broke a little more each time I saw him stressed over the business, but I had no idea how to help him. I felt powerless.I had woken up earlier and I felt the space where he was supposed to be to be empty. I sat up and saw him across the room, sitting at the couch with papers scattered around, his brows furrowed in frustration. I wanted to do something. Anything. But I didn’t even know where to start. I wasn’t a businesswoman. I wasn’t even sure how these things worked, how shares and stocks and corporate betrayal played out in the real world. I felt like I was on the outside, looking into a world I couldn’t understand. Yet, Owen was drowning in it. I got out of bed and walked
OWEN'S POVMonths had passed since my parents’ death and Caleb's cruel execution. One that he deserved. I couldn't help but remember him every now and then. The happy times we shared, the bliss and excitement that we experienced together… How could it all be a lie?“Snap out of it, Mister. The brides will be here any minute.” Ethan said as he helped me straighten my bow and suit and I rubbed my hands nervously.“Tell me the truth, Ethan, do I look good enough?” I whispered and he hit my shoulder as he fixed his bow too and stood beside me.“Don't you know that you have the limelight on you? I'm in the shadows here, Sir.” He said with a chuckle and I chuckled too as the priest walked up to the altar.“Can you believe it? We're both getting married on the same day to inseparable friends. This is called what, fate?” I mumbled and he shook his head in amusement as we turned to look at the entrance.“Damn it! The rings!” I exclaimed in horror and he slapped the back of my head as he took i
CHARLOTTE'S POVI took deep breaths as I stood in front of the beautiful gates and Owen took my hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. I lifted my head to look at me and he had a small smile on his face as he rang the doorbell twice.We waited in silence, my breath held in nervousness and after a while, someone pulled the door open. I plastered a smile on my face and when the man looked at me then at Owen, a warm smile formed on his face as he opened the gate wide open for us to come in.I was surprised at how he treated us but then, who wouldn't treat Owen right, knowing who is? We walked inside hand in hand and the man guided us inside the house and told us to wait while he called his bosses.I glanced around and the beauty of the house took my breath away. It was magnificent and luxurious. It reminded me of how I felt when I first stepped into the Walkers’ house.“Are you okay?” Owen asked as he rubbed my hands gently and I nodded.“Just a bit nervous. That's all.” I said with a ner
CHARLOTTE'S POVI wasn't just nervous, I was panicking. The anxiety threatened to swallow me whole and sweat kept running down my face, ruining my makeup for the fifth time.“Char, come on! It's not even hot yet you're sweating so much. You know what, you don't need makeup. You're already so pretty on your own. Just stop being so nervous and scared. They're your parents, not God.” Rose said as she took out another wiper and started to wipe my face clean.I knew she was right but I couldn't help the fear that clawed at my throat, threatening to end me.“You don't get it, Rose. This isn't just anybody. These people are almost on par with Owen! How am I supposed to feel knowing that my biological parents are important figures in the country and I lived my whole life running from debt? Make it make sense, Rose!” I exclaimed in frustration as I collapsed into the chair.“We should have gotten this over with a month ago but they just had to leave the country at that time. Now they're back a
OWEN'S POVThe day was finally here. The day of judgment for Caleb.Charlotte and I stood hand in hand in the crowded courtroom, the tension in the air thick enough to slice through with a knife. My grip on her hand tightened and she looked at me with a reassuring smile.I turned and my eyes met Caleb's, who stood at the defendant's table with his expression showing that he was unbothered. He looked like he was ready to face whatever came his way, like he didn't care and none of this mattered to him.For a man who had caused me so much pain, he was very calm, which disturbed me greatly.I clenched my fist as the weight of everything he had done began to press down on me so much that it almost suffocated me.My parents... Charlotte’s parents... Beatrice… those innocent lives that he took. How could he stand there without a sign of remorse?The judge finally entered, and the room went silent. Everyone stood as we waited for him to take his seat. My heart pounded harshly in my chest as I
CHARLOTTE'S POVI stared at Owen in confusion and he ran a hand through his hair as he took a seat beside me and held my hands.“I'm serious. Caleb found out first, then Ethan found out and he told me. That's what we were discussing that day. I know it's hard to believe but I have evidence and proof. You are the legitimate and missing daughter of the Davies.” Owen explained and I just stared at him like he was cracking a joke.“Don't you think this is a very expensive joke? What do you mean by I'm the daughter of the Davies? Like ‘The Davies’. Are you trying to mess with me right now?” I asked in annoyance as I got off the bed and Owen sighed as he stood up with me.“He's right, Charlotte.” Ethan butted in and I glanced at him in confusion.“Hold on…this isn't a prank. You're actually serious about this.” I clarified and my heart sank when they nodded in affirmation.“How is this possible? I grew up with my parents. All my childhood memories that I can recall were with them. They neve
OWEN'S POV“What was it?” I asked in confusion and he sat up as he leaned towards me.“A bulletproof.” He replied and my brows creased in confusion. What did he mean by that?“What do you mean bulletproof? How would that have saved my life?” I asked and he let out a chuckle.“Well, it saved mine. Without a second thought, I went to the store room and grabbed the only one that was available there. I remember when you told your father that it wasn't needed and that he shouldn't get it. It eventually came in handy.”“I was supposed to take it to you so that you could escape unscathed but I was too late. He already held you at gunpoint so I had no choice but to wear it under my clothes and act as your bulletproof. The first shot actually hit me. Right here.” He pointed at his lower abdomen and my eyes widened in realization.“That's why there was blood everywhere and it made my fake death even more believable. The rest of the bullets bounced off and didn't touch me. I had no idea that Bea
OWEN'S POVI stood there in shock and confusion as I looked around for Ethan's dead body. Could Caleb have taken his body with him? But there was no sign of a bloody body being dragged on the floor.“Papa!” I heard Charlotte cry out as she saw my parents lying in each other's cold arms and I pulled her to me to stop her from moving forward.“Stop looking. They're probably happy where they are now. They died in each other's arms, that's probably what they wanted.” I said softly as I wiped the lone tear that trailed down my cheeks.“I need to find Ethan's body. He was just here when I left…” My voice trailed off when Roselia burst into a loud cry and crouched on the floor.“Where is he? At least let me tell him goodbye! What did you do to his body?” She yelled at no one in particular and my heart clenched in pain as I walked up to her side.I crouched down and hugged her to comfort her and I relaxed a bit when she wrapped her arms around me and wept like a child.I looked up at Charlott
OWEN'S POV“Ethan!”My eyes flung open in an instant and I groaned when I felt pain in my lower abdomen. I was alive. I made it out alive. But they didn't…“Owen! You're awake.” I heard Charlotte's voice call out to me and I turned my head to see her pretty face show up beside me and she held my hand tightly.“I told you I'll be fine. I always keep my promises, princess.” I said weakly with a faint smile and she helped me sit up, worry evident on her face as my face twisted in pain.“I have to go check on them… I need to see if they're really dead… I-”“No, Owen. You'll stay here and heal. I'll go and check up on them. I haven't told Rose anything about it yet. You have to rest.” She pleaded but I shook my head strongly.“We can't hide it from her forever. We have to tell her now.” I said.“Tell me what?” I heard Roselia say as she walked in with a basket of fruits and Charlotte had a look of panic on her face.“There's something I have to tell you,” I said as I struggled to stand up
CHARLOTTE'S POVI couldn't stop the tears from falling down my face as I watched my husband get wheeled into the operating room. He had held my hand firmly even though he was unconscious before the nurses detached our hands and took him in.I pulled my hair in despair as I sat down and stared at the floor. If what Caleb said was true, then that means… Ethan and Beatrice were dead. How would I tell this to Roselia?They were supposed to get married soon-I burst into tears as the thought of everything made my heart clench in pain. Caleb had been arrested by the police but it wasn't enough. He has to die too.My phone was shattered in Caleb's house and I had no way of reaching out to anyone. I couldn't leave the hospital since I had to be by Owen's side whenever he woke up.I knew Roselia's digits by heart but could I actually bring myself to call her? What would I tell her? How would I break the news to her?Would I tell her: “Oh, hey, your husband-to-be died while trying to save my hu