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 POVThe ding of my phone woke me up and I sat up immediately. Another message from the anonymous sender. My heart started beating fast as I opened it, feeling a strange mix of curiosity and dread. The message read: "Don't forget our meeting. Wait in a hidden corner. Don’t be seen."I wasted no time as I gently got out of bed and threw some clothes on, slipping out of the house without alerting Charlotte. She had been through enough already, and I didn’t want her to worry more. The early morning air bit at my skin as I got into my car, but the chill couldn’t compare to the tension crawling through my veins.The ride to the cafe wasn’t too far, but every second stretched out like an eternity. When I arrived, I parked a little away from the entrance, just in case someone was watching. I couldn’t afford to be reckless.I entered the cafe quietly and I scanned the area as I walked. It looked normal just like any other day. A few customers sat here and there as it was still early,
OWEN'S POVLife couldn't get any better. My wife was pregnant, my dad and I were on good terms and I finally healed completely. Charlotte laid on my lap and I braided her hair while she told me many stories of her parents. She had a huge smile as she explained how lovely they were and it left me wondering why they did something like that to her. Taking a loan they couldn't pay up and then using her as collateral? There's nothing lovely about that. I'm glad she doesn't know about it though, if Mr Sam hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known. “Are you even listening to me?” She asked with a pout and I realized I had zoned out for a while. “Of course, princess, I'm listening to you. I just got distracted for a minute.” I replied as I continued braiding her hair and then she continued talking. “They sound like good people.” I mumbled and she nodded, her expression suddenly turning sour. “I just wish they told me before they took that loan. I still miss them a lot.” She whispered with a