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
OWEN'S POVI paced around in front of Charlotte as I tried not to get angry. Why would she make such a risky decision? “What were you thinking? Catherine asked you to see her and you actually did? Have you forgotten everything that she did to you?” I questioned and she immediately looked down as she fidgeted with her hands. “She said it was about you and that it was urgent. I knew I could risk it so I did.” She said softly but I just couldn't bring myself to calm down. “You believed her? And what? What did she do to you? She tried to push you from the rooftop! What would have happened if she didn't hold you back? You would…” I couldn't complete the statement as the image of Charlotte laying on the ground, covered in blood, lifeless flashed through my head and it made me sick. “I'm sorry hubby… I just- I wanted to help you in any way that I could. You wouldn't let me in, so I had to find a way.” She tried to explain but it still didn't stop me from feeling angry. “Still! It's Cat
CHARLOTTE'S POVOwen had dropped me off at home while he and Caleb went to see the person that bought the company's shares. I was suspicious about it though. It shouldn't be so easy to get. Hope they're not walking their way into danger… I flipped through the files in the room as I thought of what to do. I might be useless to Catherine because I know nothing about business. But that was going to change. I couldn’t just sit back and watch him endure it all alone. I had to do something. I knew this was only the beginning of a long battle. Owen still had responsibilities on his shoulders. Even if they successfully tracked down the buyer, there was still the issue of rebuilding the company from the loss it had undergone. I wanted to be part of that. No, I needed to be part of that. I wanted to prove to Owen, to Catherine, and to myself, that I could be by his side through everything, not just emotionally, but practically too.The moment I got the password of his laptop, which was su
OWEN'S POVI got out of the car, wanting nothing but to bury myself in the arms of my wife. But I stopped in my tracks when I saw my mom and Catherine standing in front of her. She looked cornered. My happy expression dropped as my mom ran towards me with a panicked expression on her face. “She hit me!” She cried out and Catherine nodded immediately in response as she rushed to my mom and comforted her. I turned to Charlotte and she looked dumbstruck. Her mouth was wide open and she stared at my mom in amusement. “Is that true, Charlotte?” I asked, my voice low and cold and she glanced up at me in shock. I raised a brow at her and she only looked more amused. “If I say it's true, would you believe me?” She questioned and I finally let out a chuckle. I couldn't even pretend to be mad at her. I'm too smitten. “Even if you say it's true, I'd still take your side anyway.” I walked past my mom and walked up to her as I held her waist and pulled her closer. She chuckled and a look of