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
OWEN'S POV Everything stopped working, my senses went numb and my brain stopped reasoning. It made no sense. Nothing made sense anymore. “Owen? Owen, stay with me please.” I heard Charlotte call out to me but I was too numb to even move my lips. She shook me gently and I finally turned to look at her. Tears were forming in her eyes and I came back to my senses. I couldn't make her worry, not when she's with my unborn child. “I'm fine, cupcake. I was just lost for a minute. Can you do something for me? I'll be heading to the office anytime soon and I need you to be safe. So will you hang out with Roselia till I'm back?” I asked and she was silent for a while. I gently squeezed her hand and she looked up at me, worry etched into her features before she finally nodded. “Fine. But if anything happens, call me okay?” She said and I nodded as I plastered a smile on my face. She got off the bed and left the room and I sat up. I picked up my phone as I stared at the numbers on the
CHARLOTTE’S POVI sat in Rose’s living room, nervously tapping my fingers on the arm of the couch. I haven't heard from Owen in a while and I couldn’t help the growing anxiety eating away at me. Every minute that passed made me more restless.Rose sensed my tension and handed me a cup of tea as she sat beside me, a worried look on her face. "You’re worried about him, aren’t you?" She asked and I nodded as I bit my lip. "I don’t know what’s happening over there. Everything’s been falling apart, and now… I just don’t know if he’s okay. I don't know why all of this keeps happening to him. He deserves better.” I said sadly and she placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Owen’s strong, Charlotte. I'm sure he’ll get through this. And I know it’s hard to sit and wait when you feel so helpless.” She replied and I sighed as I stared into the steaming cup in my hands. "He’s always trying to protect me, and now, with all the problems at the office... I don’t even know how he’s holding up.
OWEN’S POVI sat at my desk, staring at my phone. My thumb hovered over Ethan’s number, the anger bubbling inside me. I needed to call him in and end this. Without a second thought, I dialed his phone. The phone rang twice before Ethan picked up."Hey, Boss. You need something?" he asked, his tone casual, definitely unaware of what was coming."Come to my office. Now." I said coldly, not bothering to hide my frustration. There was silence on the other end for a second before Ethan replied. “I'm outside but I'll be there in a few minutes.”I hung up without another word. I was frustrated and devastated. The fact that I hated myself for trusting him so much hurt me even more. I desperately wanted it to not be true so I went over it all again but it was the same thing. It all pointed to him.About ten minutes later, the door to my office opened, and Ethan walked in, a friendly smile on his face as always. But I wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries.“You wanted to see me?” he asked, loo