OWEN'S POVI stood outside Roselia's house as I waited for Charlotte to come out. I just wanted to bury myself in her arms and take comfort there.The door swung open and she rushed outside, a smile on her face and I knew that she missed me just as much as I did.When she spotted me, she ran to me as she jumped on me, hugging me tightly and I held her tightly as well. Oh I missed her so much. I was away from her for hours and I felt her absence like a stab in my heart.We stood there like that for a while and it felt like we were having a silent conversation. It was beautiful how we both needed each other. It warmed my heart.After a while, she pulled away, a smile on her face as she placed a hand on my cheek and I leaned into her touch.“I was so worried. You didn't call or text, your line wasn't going through and I got scared. Are you okay?” She asked as she gently rubbed my face and I nodded as I looked at her lovingly.“I'm sorry, cupcake. I was too focused on work. A lot happened
CHARLOTTE'S POVI laid comfortably in Owen's arms as the warmth of Owen’s skin beneath my cheek felt ticklish. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat calmed the storm raging in mine and I felt at ease. We had just shared a passionate moment, and now everything felt peaceful and quiet. It felt almost as if nothing else mattered. But I knew better. I knew him too well. I could sense the tension in his muscles and the heavy weight of unspoken words resting on him like a burden. I lifted my head slightly as I gazed at him, my eyes tracing the perfection of his face and I noticed the faint creases that had formed between his brows. Owen was thinking. And he was thinking hard. About his office, his business and of course, Ethan. “Owen… Can we talk about what happened at the office?” I asked softly, my fingers tracing small circles on his chest and I felt him stiffen underneath me, his body tensing up immediately at my words as if I had just struck a nerve. He didn't say anything at first
OWEN'S POVI was still angry and I ran a hand through my hair as I tried to calm myself down. The tension in the air felt heavy, suffocating even. Charlotte hadn’t said a word since I yelled at her, and now, guilt was beginning to draw at me.I shouldn’t have snapped at her. She didn’t deserve any of that. But it was hard to push down the anger, the betrayal. Ethan had been with me through everything, she was right about that. He's been by my side for years, but now everything pointed back to him. The papers, the shares sold off without my knowledge. All of it. The anger threatened to again, but I swallowed it, not wanting to lash out at Charlotte any more than I already had.A buzz in my phone had my heart skipping a bit. This anonymous source made me tense for no reason. I looked at Charlotte, who was still standing in front of me, quiet and tense. Her arms were wrapped around herself, and her head was turned away from me. I couldn’t bear to see her like this, upset because of me
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,
CHARLOTTE'S POVCatherine.What was she up to this time? I was about to call Owen to tell him about it when another message dropped in. “It’s urgent. Don’t tell anyone. Not even Owen.”I frowned as I read the message over again. What could she possibly want? A voice in my head warned me not to trust her, that she was up to no good. But another part of me, the part that loved Owen and wanted to do everything to help him, reasoned that maybe Catherine had something very important to say. Something that could be of help to save him from all the chaos happening at work. After minutes of thinking, I made up my mind. I grabbed my coat and rushed out of the house. Beatrice saw me and tried to ask where I was going but I just smiled at her and left the house. I'd have to keep this a secret from Owen. He had enough on his mind already, and if I could handle this on my own without worrying him, I would. As I made my way to Owen’s office, my mind kept racing. What did Catherine want? Was i
CHARLOTTE’S POV I felt my legs lose contact with the ground as I fell backward but to my surprise, a hand held mine and stopped me from falling. I was pulled back immediately and my eyes widened as I saw who saved me. It was… Catherine. She had a soft smile on her face as she chuckled and pulled me away from the railing. My heart was still pounding harshly in my chest. I had almost died. I thought I had gotten used to the feeling of almost dying but each one was always scarier than the rest. “Why did you-”“Why did I save you?”“No, why did you push me!?” I pushed her away from me as I glared at her and she raised her hands, a small smirk tugging on her face. “I literally just saved your life. Is this how you say thank you?” She asked as she raised an eyebrow and I scoffed in anger. “Oh, so I'm supposed to bow to you and worship you for saving my life? If you hadn't tried to push me, you wouldn't have needed to save my life!” I yelled, my anger getting the better part of me an
OWEN'S POVI walked into my office and slammed the door shut, anger and frustration taking over my entire being. I looked at the clock and it was a few minutes to eleven. The meeting or whatever I had gone for lasted for only twenty minutes but I couldn't bring myself to leave the cafe.I felt paralyzed and dumbstruck there. It wasn't until the waitress told me to order something or leave that I finally came to my senses and left. My head was aching badly and I felt like ripping it off so that I could finally feel better. My phone buzzed with a message and I almost flung the phone across the room. “I'm tired!” I yelled as I placed my head in my hands. “I don't want these messages anymore!”“Just leave me alone…” I mumbled as I broke down. I realized that tears were falling from my eyes and I just let them. I was tired, exhausted, frustrated, broken. Why is this happening to me? Why are they after me? There was a knock on the door but I stayed silent. I didn't want to see anyone r