Amber's pov I stood motionless as I observed Adrian pressing his phone against his right ear, and in my mind, I kept thinking, 'Wouldn't my grandma tell him what I don't want her to say?' If I could have taken the phone from him, I would have done it immediately. "Please, don't call my grandma. If I have any issues with her, we will resolve them ourselves," I said after thinking outside the box and walking towards the house. I was upset, and Adrian quickly followed me. "What's the matter?" he asked, and I could hear his phone ringing. Fortunately, my grandma probably wasn't near her phone, and the call ended without her answering. "What's wrong?" Adrian held my hand as I stood near the door of our room. I didn't want to look at his face. Contemplating my encounter with his mom and my grandma, I felt both furious and confused. "Can you please let me sit down? I've been feeling stressed," I requested. What happened next was that he instantly picked me up, carrying me as if I
Author’s pov Dave sat down in his sitting room all by himself. He rested his back against the chair and occasionally opened and closed his eyes. One of his legs was on the stool and he looked very weak. The glassy table close to him has two empty bottles of alcoholic wine. The time was around 10 am. He pulled his back and wanted to take the glass cup on the table when he discovered that he had finished it. Since morning, he had been drinking. The movement of his body as he tried to collect the cup clearly showed that he had become intoxicated. He checked the two bottles by shaking it and he saw that he had finished it. He waited for a while as he planned to go to the bar to collect another bottle of wine. His beards were unkempt and because he was a hairy person, it made him older than his age. As he tried to stand up, he fell back to the chair. “Amber!” He paused as he demonstrated with both hands. “I am alone. I missed out on a precious and sincere woman. Lust on Gwen has cause
Adrian's pov Amber's persistence has made me think back to when I actually met Dora. It was a sweet and ugly incident which I didn't love to keep in mind. Why does she want to know about Dora and my past relationship? Just like the first time I saw Dora, that was how I saw her when I went to my parents' house. The first time I set my eyes on Dora was when my parents had a picnic several years ago. At that time, I was still in highschool and we were on one holiday. I was sitting on the mat at the beach alone when someone at that time to me was like an angel who fell from the heavens and walked past my ocean view. I was looking at the beautiful rocky waves of the sea when she walked and her beauty distorted my view. At my age at times, no one has drawn my attention. I remembered how I followed her with my looks. She was putting on a black swimming trunks and her hair was so sparkling and long that it's tips reached her waist. I kept looking that I didn't know when I came from beh
Adrian's pov This was something that I didn't want to talk about since I decided to gradually stop communicating with Dora many years ago. I knew my mum loved Dora so much and telling her what she did would definitely make her hate her. Since I had made up my mind to let go of the relationship, I thought it was unnecessary to say it out. She had been my mom's close friend. In fact, her friendship has also brought her parents closer to my parents. I could see in Amber's eyes that she wanted to know what went wrong and the way she lately demonstrated has indicated that she was having some doubt in me. Why will I ever go back to Dora?If she was the only last person on earth, I would rather remain unmarried. And keeping this to myself, would affect my precious relationship that I have established with Amber. “What I am about to tell you shouldn't be used against Dora? Or should you tell anyone else?” “Why will I tell anyone? I want to know why you separated from her,” she repl
Amber's pov When I saw Adrian's mother and Dora entering the house, my heart raced. I couldn't stand and witness what was going to happen. All I could do was to go inside. While I was inside, I heard Adrian raising his voice at his mother. “Mom, what's all these? I never thought you meant it when you said you wanted to bring Dora here.” “Dora is your first love, there is nothing you can do about it,” his mom replied. “Mom, I'm no longer in love with her.” “You better watch your mouth. Why will you say something like that in the presence of a lady?” “Mom, I don't want her here.” Why can't he just tell his mom what he has told me? Why is he so sensitive to someone else's reputation? He saw her cheating, why keep such information that could settle the whole matter? There will be no way that I can stay comfortable in this house with Adrian's mom and Dora. I hate such an environment. I was about to conclude to myself when Adrian entered the room and shut the door. “Darling
Dave’s pov It’s been almost a week since I lost everything that I have worked hard for. My investment that I thought that the Morgan’s family were about to give me back. If I had known, I wouldn’t have allowed Gwen’s seduction to take me away. She made me leave Amber, someone who went as far to almost reclaim all of my properties. If not for Amber, I wouldn’t be living in this house that was initially taken by the Morgan’s family. Why was I so foolish that I let go of the woman that loved me so much. She did all she could to help me stand back financially. As I was still thinking of my life while on the bed, my phone rang. I turned and looked at the screen and saw that it was Benson called. I immediately returned to my previous lying position. Since Benson came and saw me drunk the other day, he had tried his best to help me. But I can’t work under anybody for now. He has successfully arranged for an interview for me and I guess that was why he was calling me now. The interview w
Author's pov “Is it true you are here? Have you come here to ruin the wealth of my friend, Smith?” Dave asked. Gwen looked at him sarcastically, lowering her eyes and also raising them to his forehead before saying, “Did you consider yourself rich in the first place? You, who was eating from the scrubs of Adrian's wealth. I never brought you down because you were already down before I came into your life.” “Gwen, how dare you talk to me like that?” He wanted to hold her fingers that she pointed at him, but Gwen moved back a bit and said angrily. “Leave my property, or I will call the police.” “This is not your property, where is Smith?” Dave raised his voice and suddenly, Gwen became afraid and she lowered her voice. “Why are you doing this to me? Have we not broken up? What do you want from me again?” “I will not allow you to do to Smith what you did to me…” “Darling, what's going on there?” Smith, a man with a deep voice said and he was walking towards the front doo
Author's pov Mrs. Morgan was in her room at Adrian's house, having stayed there for the past three days without any intention of returning to her husband's house. It was morning, and she was alone when suddenly Dora entered the room, engrossed in a phone call. Mrs. Morgan was startled, causing the phone in her right hand to slip from her grasp. Dora had a habit of entering her room without knocking, and both of them were still in their nightwear. Dora walked silently to the other side of the room near the window, oblivious to the fact that her sudden appearance had startled Mrs. Morgan. "Why didn't you knock? You startled me," Mrs. Morgan said, picking up her phone from the floor. However, Dora remained silent. Still a bit upset, Mrs. Morgan approached her, subconsciously seeking an apology. When she turned Dora to face her, she noticed that Dora was crying. Mrs. Morgan's initial anger dissolved, and she gazed at Dora, contemplating how to address her tears. Before she could say
The hall was thick with tension as Mrs Morgan’s voice shook, her emotions barely in check. She stared at Adrian, her face full of confusion and frustration.“What kind of confession is this, on your wedding day? People are waiting!” Her voice was sharp, but beneath the anger was fear—fear of what was coming next.Adrian’s expression was cold and unyielding. He didn’t react as the guests whispered, casting curious and judgemental glances."Amber and I... we’re not blood-related." His voice cut through the murmurs, and the crowd instantly fell silent. He turned to his mother, the woman he had always trusted. "Who did you sleep with to have me?"Gasps rippled through the hall, and Mrs Morgan’s face turned pale as if all life had left her."Me?" She laughed, but it was hollow, full of disbelief. "You’re mad, Adrian! Is this your twisted confession?"Before she could continue, Adrian handed her an envelope, his fingers trembling slightly. "This is the DNA test. I ran it several times."Her
Amber's pov Did Adrian just say in his last statement that he will be spending a night with me here alone at the hotel? What does he want? He has so much emotion for me. Can't he control it? Despite suppressing my emotions for him, I still love him. I was still holding my phone when it rang again and it was Adrian. “Hello…” I said. “I'm still waiting for your address. I kept my promise. What are you waiting for? I'm ready to enter my car and drive out of the house. At this point, I was having one question in mind to ask him, but my tongue was too heavy to say it. “Are you coming here to…?” I stopped and thankfully he knew what I meant and he started laughing. “Your voice turned me on. It's not a matter of coming there or holding your precious fingers. I have something to tell you. We need to talk. I miss you and I want to have a nice time with my sister. Whatever angle you want it to be, I will be. But there is something I will never do, I will never force you against
Author’s pov Two white cars suddenly stopped in front of Amber’s grandma’s house and it was in the evening. The doors of the car at the back opened and Mrs Morgan and her friend, Merit’s mom came out of the car after the guards had opened the doors for them. They walked majestical towards the front door and one of the men guarding them knocked on the door. The first person that came out to open the door was a lady, one of those ladies that assisted Amber’s grandma. “Are you related to Amber?” Mrs Morgan asked with a cruel voice, putting great fear into the young lady. “No, I am here to do some housekeeping.” “Where is Amber’s grandma?” This time, it was Nora that asked this question. “She is inside,” she slightly trembled and went inside. They stood at the door post and when Amber’s grandma came out, her age demanded respect and in turn, she welcomed them by saying, “What are my guests doing at the mouth of the door? Please come inside.”Nora wanted to reject the offer of
Amber's pov Adrian walked up to me while I was in the room. Then he said, “I just received a call from the laboratory and they have informed me that the result is out.” My heart raced as we both stood at the edge of uncertainty. We neither know if it will be positive or negative. The laboratory center we went to was one of the sophisticated centers in the country. They were equipped with modern technologies. So, any test that was done there was often done with different testing techniques. “Will you inform your dad?” I asked as my voice started to crack out of tension. I felt more panicked than anything I have had in my entire life. It drew a line of separation between Adrian and I. I love Adrian and nothing apart from blood related could stop us from being together. “Get dressed, we need to go and collect the result.” Adrian said and kissed my forehead. I went to my wardrobe and by this time, I had already taken my bath. What will I wear? Does this occasion require speci
Author's pov “Flora, when are you going to inform Dora about your new plan?” Nora asked. They were outside, under a well spread white umbrella at Nora's house. “I will tell her once my son gives me a meaningful answer. Since I told her about my plan, he said he would get back to me. I love Dora and I want her to be part of my family.” Nora took a sip from her glass of blue wine and after she carefully placed the cup on the table, he said, “Your husband's infidelity has become a blessing in disguise. If your husband hasn't cheated on you, you wouldn't be able to achieve or say what you are demanding.” Flora shrugged and sighed. “He disappointed me. I could swear that he can't do something like that. If I had listened to my thoughts, I would have found out before now. I saw their closeness and I wondered what was happening. My husband Mut had known that Amber was his daughter. I am thinking he knew about it when he was sick at the hospital.” “Flora, that reminds me, what
Amber's pov When I held the lab report in my hands and carefully read the result word for word, I was astounded to see that Mr Morgan is my biological father. How come? Is there anything my grandma is hiding from me or my late mom is hiding from me? I didn't know what to think about? This information has thrown me upside down. I didn't know where to place my thoughts. If my grandma knew about it, why had she not told me all this while? Does that mean that Adrian is my half-brother? I came down from the cab and walked into the house and I felt like an ordinary paper that the wind could blow off. “Grandma,” I paused as I saw her picking up her phone call. I was so deep in thought that I didn't pay attention to my grandma's conversation over the phone. “Amber!” She called and I turned my eyes towards her. “Why are you looking at me like this? Has…” “Grandma, do you really know my dad?” “Your dad? You mean your late date?” She asked. “Yes. What about my mom? Do you
Author's pov “Why did you lie to me that I will leave here today?” Mrs Morgan said angrily and it was only her friend that was in her room. She had been hostile with her words, and even more angry when she saw Amber. “That was what the doctor said initially.” Then the ringing of Mrs Morgan's phone stopped her friend from speaking. “Your husband is calling you.” “I can't speak to someone that I'm angry at.” Flora said to her friend. “We only have one night to stay at the hospital. It's for your own good. At home in Mr Morgan's house, he was very worried. He had been calling his wife, but she had refused to pick up her call. Mr Morgan was first in his new room downstairs. He had been told by the doctors not to stress himself. So climbing the stairs was seen as stress. He walked out of his room and came to his private sitting room. The first time his eyes saw was the wall clock. “It's about 7pm and my wife has refused to pick up my call. Is there something that everyone is
Author's pov When the lab scientist said, “congratulations…” Mrs Morgan's heart raced as she didn't know why he was congratulating her. Does he know why she came to do the paternity test initially? He doesn't know, so when he said congratulations, Mrs Morgan was confused. Instead of saying it verbally at first, the man handed her the result on an envelope. “Congratulations on what?” She could still remember these words as the last moment and when the lab scientist said, “Mr Morgan is the father of your daughter.” Mrs Morgan lost it and she fell unconscious. “Doctor!” Nora, her close friend shouted. The lab scientist and Nora rushed her into one of the wards and they immediately started to resuscitate her. “Flora!” Nora shouted as one of the nurses told her to leave the room. The envelope was in Nora's hands as she came out of the room and stayed outside. “Oh my god, please Flora, you need to wake up. Who will I call now?” She asked herself. “I need to tell…” she pause
Author's pov “Has she picked up your call?” Merit asked her mum as she came back to the sitting room and her mother’s phone was still in her hand. “Hmmm…I can’t say she has answered me. She only told me she will get back to me.” Mrs Williams raised her face and looked at her daughter, who was putting on a very short skirt and a white top. It was in the evening and through the window, they could see the sun settling down. “How long will she get back to you?” She spoke with so much anger and after pacing the right side of the sitting room, she stopped and stood behind one of the couches. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Her mom asked, as Merit’s anger could be seen all over her body. “If you were very serious with what I told you, you would have expressed your anger towards her. How will she disgrace me in front of Adrian and her girlfriend? It’s so embarrassing.” “Are you sure Mrs Morgan did the things you have told me?” “She cannot deny it.” “When all of this wa