That night, I reached home very late. Yet, Calvin was nowhere to be seen. No matter how many times I called him, he diverted my calls to voicemail. Dejected, I went to bed alone, praying that he returned home safe the next morning.
When I awoke the next morning, the house was surprisingly silent. Fiona and Jen have apparently gone out very early in the morning and didn’t come back. This might be the only good thing that happened today.
After getting ready, I settled down by the breakfast table as the maid served me some food. It was my favorite; pancakes with maple syrup with a glass of orange juice on the side.
“It tastes delicious. Thank you so much.” I smiled at my maid, “Did Calvin come home last night?”
“No, ma’am.”
“Did he inform any of you where he has been off to?”
“Er.. yes, ma’am.” She muttered, “He rang us this morning to ask for some papers to be sent to Westwood hospital.”
The spoon I was holding fell from my hand in surprise, clinking against the plate. Widening my eyes, I looked at her, “Westwood hospital, you said?”
”Yes ma’am. That’s the one.”
Oh, God! That’s where Becky was admitted. So that’s where he went last night? He spent the entire night there? But why?
“What.. documents was he asking for?”
“Some hospital records, ma’am. I’m not entirely sure.” She said, looking at me with concern in her eyes, “Is something the matter ma’am?”
Having lost all my appetite, I got up from my seat. “No, nothing.” I said, “I.. I will be preparing the dinner today. Please fetch immediately if Calvin comes home.”
”Sure, ma’am.”
--------
The sizzle of the stake filled the kitchen, indicating to me that it was cooked to perfection. I turned off the stove and wiped my hand on my apron.
I have a glimmer of hope that even if Becky woke up, Calvin would be home for dinner today. He would.
However, I waited from 6 PM until midnight, but Calvin still hadn't come home. My heart sank little by little. By 12 AM, when I finally decided to go to my room and sleep alone, I heard the sound of Calvin s ’car entering through the gates.
I shot up from my seat, my heart was racing and I was extremely nervous.
Rubbing the sleep off my eyes, I walked to the door in faltering steps. As I swung the door open, I found Calvin on the other end.
Any drowsiness I had disappeared in an instant. Memories from last night flooded my mind, and a grim look appeared on my face. But his eyes stayed emotionless. He walked past me, his arm brushing against my shoulder.
“Where have you been last night?” I asked.
Calvin remained mute and instead proceeded to remove his tie. Taking a seat on the couch, he kicked off his shoes.
“Calvin?” I repeated, “What’s the matter? You’ve left so suddenly last night-“
“For a reason, Cassie!” He grumbled, looking up at me. “You made me look like a fool!”
“Me?” I asked in surprise, “But I didn’t-“ “
“If it weren’t for you, my friend wouldn’t have asked me to participate in the auction, and I wouldn’t have made a laughing stock out of myself. Do you know that I lost to my worst enemy possible?”
“I.. no.” I said, “I had no idea.”
“Exactly,” He said, “The man is Enzo De Luca. He has created enough problems for me in the corporate world as it is. I didn’t need him to step on my pride.”
“I.. I’m sorry.. Calvin.” He said, “I didn’t know..”
“Save it,” He hissed. “I know it won’t happen again. I’m kicking you out of the house today. You better start packing your things.”
Breath hitched in my throat upon hearing his words. I could hardly believe what he said. Was he being serious?
“You’re going to kick me out over this?” I said, “Only because of this-“
“Not just because of that, Cassie.” He said, looking into my eyes. And then, in a monotone, he delivered the news, “Becky’s awake. There’s no place for you in my life anymore!”
“What?” My mind went blank.After a moment of silence, he said abruptly, “I need you to leave!”I clenched my fist, was that it? Since she was here, was he going to toss me out like a used tissue paper? I clenched my fists at my sides, staring at him in disbelief. I wasn’t some object he could toss aside when it no longer suited him. I had feelings, and I deserved far more respect than that.“What if I don’t agree to leave?” I said, taking one step closer to him. Calvin’s eyes widened in surprise as it was the first time in years that I dared to go against him. All these years, I’ve been silent because I was begging for his love and attention. I was hellbent on impressing him, and yet, despite so many efforts from my end, he chose to turn a blind eye toward me and only sought for Becky. If that was the case, then I no longer had to swallow my pride.“What’s wrong with you?” Calvin glowered, “Do you really think I’ll ever be happy married to you? Why would you want to be in a marriag
"Calvin wants a divorce?" Kelly’s voice rose in shock, and she nearly dropped her coffee. We were sitting at a cafe, and after Calvin left, I realized I couldn’t keep fighting this battle alone. For years, I had dealt with our marriage struggles by myself, keeping it all hidden from even my best friend. But now, I needed to talk."Shh! Be quiet!" I hissed, glancing nervously at the coffee on the table. The cafe was crowded, and I started to worry this wasn’t the best place for such a conversation, but it was too late to change. I needed to get everything off my chest."It's going to be public soon anyway," Kelly shrugged, sipping her coffee, “Tell me everything.”I frowned, the thought of a divorce still stinging. "We’ve been fighting since day one," I said bitterly. "Everyone thought we were perfect, but it was all just for show. We were never happy."She raised an eyebrow. "But why? You and Calvin always seemed so… ideal."I sighed, "It’s a long story."Kelly glanced at her watch. "
I stared at the blank white ceiling of the room. I'd been staying in the hotel for a week. The room was small, but it was neat and clean. Honestly, it felt so much better than living in that big house before. Especially without Jen and Fiona's constant torment, and far away from my cold-hearted husband. I’d been looking for a place recently, but it wasn’t easy. My parents wouldn’t help me, and my sister and mom made sure of that. I couldn’t ask Kelly to take me in either, since she was already doing so much for me. She offered me her couch, but I just couldn’t bring myself to let her carry that burden. So, I kept looking for a house, but luck wasn’t on my side.I rolled onto my side and glanced at the clock. Oops, It was 9 am! I needed to go. I still had an hour to get to the hospital for my appointment. Yes, despite everything, I still had to go donate blood for Becky. I didn’t want to go at first, but then I remembered she was awake now. Maybe I could finally get answers from her.
When I next woke up, a blank white ceiling came into my view. In the periphery, I noticed a plastic tube hanging from a rod, quickly recognising that it was an intravenous drip set. A constant beeping of a machine interrupted my thoughts, grabbing my attention. Slowly, the smell of sanitizer filled my nostrils, and it didn’t take me long to recognize where I was. At a hospital. I blinked my eyes to clear my view and tried to move my hand. A sharp pain shot up my forearm, making me realize that there was a needle inserted there. As I looked down, I noticed a cannula inserted into my hand, slowly infusing me with fluids. I then felt a gentle touch on my forearm, making me look up at once. It was Kelly. I frowned at her. “Kelly?” I said. I quickly realized that my voice was groggy, so I cleared my throat. “What are you doing here?” “You recognize me?” She said in relief, “Good, we haven’t completely lost you then.”“What?” I said, “What happened to me?” “Well, stress happened.” She
When it was finally time for discharge, Kelly had an emergency. “There’s an important meeting I need to attend, Cassie.” She said, “Do you think you’ll manage on your own with Enzo?” By this point, all the essential paperwork had been taken care of and my IV line was removed. I was prescribed oral medication for the next few days, and there was absolutely nothing to worry about. However, as part of the protocol, I had given some blood tests and we were awaiting the results of those. In the meanwhile, Enzo spoke to me about my relationship with Calvin and on what basis he was filing for the divorce. After spending a couple of hours with him, I realized that he was genuinely good at his job and hiring him would help me get a fair share of bargain during the divorce proceedings. He also managed to help me ease into the conversation very quickly, and before I realized, I was opening up to him about a lot of things. Thanks to Kelly, I managed to develop a healthy acquaintance with him i
Angst filled me at once as I looked at the gun. My first instinct was to run or flee from the place, but somehow I remained rooted in my place. I was perplexed and astonished, so much so that my brain just froze, no primitive protective reflexes kicking in. Before I could do anything, I felt the sound of metal clinking and suddenly, my hands were taken behind me and my wrists were locked. It was then that I realized that I was handcuffed. Fighting against the metal confines, I finally broke out of my trance and looked at the police officers in horror. “What's the meaning of this?” I said, “Get me out of these!” “Ma’am, I suggest that you cooperate with us and come to the police station.” One of the older gentlemen said, giving me a nasty look. “No!” I yelled, “Why am I arrested? I didn’t do anything!” “Ma’am, you’re booked under the charge of attempted murder. We have received a complaint that you attempted to kill Miss Becky Reeds. The complaint came from your own husband, so w
The old officer reluctantly got up from his seat, murmuring something to myself in annoyance. Shoving the recording device into his pocket, he left the room and banged it shut. I heaved a sigh of relief at departure, my heart finally calming down. Thank God Enzo was here. I would not have been able to handle this myself. It came as such a shock to me as I’d never imagined that Calvin could go to such an extent to punish me. In retrospect, I realized that my encounter with Becky and him in the hospital could have been the cause for all of this. He looked visibly angry with my words and actions, and I could only imagine all the lies she fed him after I’d left. Driven by anger, he might have reported me to the police, seeking some form of revenge from me. There was a knock on the door right then, and it opened shortly after. I instantly sank back in my seat as Enzo walked in, shutting the door behind him. I could feel the grimace that was forming on my face as he took a seat in front o
Calvin’s POV Just as my car pulled into my porch, I got a phone call. My lips pursed when I read that it was none other than Kelly, Cassie’s best friend. Leaving a grunt, I sat unmoving in my spot, contemplating if I should take the call or not. Before I could make up my mind, the call disconnected, and I let out a sigh of relief. “Something the matter, sir?” said Gavin, my chauffeur, noticing that I was not getting out of the car despite reaching home. “Nothing.” I said, snapping out of my thoughts. As I opened the door and got down, my phone started buzzing again with the same phone call. Seeing that there was little use in dodging her calls, I finally picked it up. “Hello?” I said, staring at the dark night sky. It was pretty late in the night, way beyond midnight, so I hoped that she was calling for a good reason at this ungodly hour. “What is wrong with you?” She demanded at once, taking me aback. “Excuse me?” I said, frowning to myself whilst waving a hand of dismissal t
Mr Lee's party did not fail to surprise me. I widened my eyes at what looked like a mini casino.“Damn,” I said, “Look over there. It looks like Mr Lee has just won a round of poker.”Enzo followed my gaze to look at Mr Lee holding a stack of notes in victory. His eyes fell on us then and he gestured for us to come over.“Come on, Mr DeLuca. Join us.” He said, pulling a chair beside him.“I don’t play poker, Mr Lee.” He said.“Ah, that’s too bad.” He clicked his tongue before looking at me. “Perhaps Miss Harper can join us?”
Mr Lee was not kidding.His beach property a few kilometres away from his residence was astounding. It was a member’s only resort, meaning only the wealthy had access to it. Mr Lee’s friends were also here for a small get-together, and we would be joining them to have some fun.“My staff will guide you to your villa, Mr De Luca.” Mr Lee said as we got out of his car. “This is mine. I’ll be heading in. See you in the evening for dinner. Don’t be late.”“Sure. Thank you, Mr Lee.”Only when we reached our villa did it occur to me that I would have to share it with Enzo. After all, in Mr Lee’s eyes, we were a couple.I humped
Warm rays of sunshine woke up the next morning.And as soon as I did, I realized that my body was pressed against Enzo's!I widened my eyes in surprise. Our legs were entangled, and our bodies were cuddling against each other.How did we end up like this?Somehow, I got out of his hold and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. When I came back, Enzo was wide awake."Shit." I muttered to myself, holding the towel closer to my chest.Enzo's eyes lifted to steal a glance at me, and surprise was evident on his face. I watched as his jaw clenched. I knew too well that his gaze was not an innocent one. Grabbing my bag, I almost ran to the walk-in closet to change.After a while, we were on our way to meet our client.“It’s an unusual place to set up an office, isn’t it?” I asked once we got into the car.“Yes, which is why it's not here.” Enzo said, “It’s in Seoul. Just that Lee
By the time Enzo returned, I managed to regain some of my composure.I found a movie to watch and was about to play it when I heard someone giggle near the aisle. It was right outside mine, and it was two girls, possibly in their teens, who were gushing.The brunette said, “Oh, my god. Did you look at that man? He looks like a Greek god!”“I know right!” The blonde replied, “He’s like chiseled to perfection. I’m sure he’s european!”“Probably, but wow. He’s so hot. I wonder if he would be up for a quick snog in the washroom.”I widened my eyes in amusement. Who could be this handsome hunk they were talking about?
The weekend arrived sooner than anticipated.I barely had enough time amidst all of this to process that I was going on a business trip with Enzo. What the hell! How was I going to survive it?“You're carrying your passport, right?” Enzo asked as we arrived at the airport.“Yes.” I said and pointed to my shoulder bag, “Right here.”Nodding, he walked us to the private lounge area reserved for business class passengers. We took a seat by the couch, and instead of making conversation with me, Enzo opened his laptop and started working.Although he asked me to accompany him, Enzo barely made any effort to make things less aw
Cassie’s POVNext day at the office was rather awkward. Enzo and I ended up travelling in the same lift along with Emma, yet we didn’t exchange any words. As we got off on our floor, Emma asked me,“Is Enzo okay?”“Er… yes. Why do you ask?”“He seemed grim.” She said, “Didn’t you notice the circles under his eyes?”Well, I did. And it pained to know that I was the reason for it. I wish I could help him. But how? I was the reason he was suffering. How could I alleviate his pain?“Work stress, perhaps.” I said.
I exhaled in disbelief.Enzo wanted… me? I could not believe it!“Me?” I asked, “But… you were trying to get back with Liza, weren’t you? That night when you went to her house… I thought you were-”“No, Cassie. I didn’t go there to make things right with her. I went there to permanently break things off. To tell her that her and I can never be a thing.”“Why?” I asked, “You were serious before she went abroad right? You wanted to give it a chance when she came back.”“Well, that is partly true. But things were different back then.
Cassie’s POV“Enzo?” I said, perplexed. “Leave me!”But he didn’t. Instead, he threw a nasty glare at Ryan and dragged me out of the dance floor.“Where are you taking me?” I asked but he didn’t stop nor did he respond. He just kept moving. He only stopped when we reached a dark area in the club where nobody was around.“Enzo-”“What the hell are you up to, Cassie?” He asked in a dangerous tone.“Me? I was just dancing-”“With who?” He asked, “Who was that bastard?”
Cassie’s POVWithin a week’s time, Mark had managed to find me a perfect location and time to host my first ever art exhibition. It was the first time I was going to make my name public. My paintings would no longer be sold anonymously.Safe to say, I was rather thrilled about it.“This calls for a celebration!” Mark said as Emma and I finally read the confirmatory email about my upcoming event. “Let’s head over to Club Raven for some drinks after work!”And so we did. I briefly went home to get dressed for the party before I joined Mark and Emma at the club. As soon as we got a table, Mark called for a round of shots.“To Cass