Brrrrinnnng!! Hazel heard the doorbell and hurried down the staircase. She glanced at the wall clock, it was past six. That must be Gerald, she thought and rushed to the door. She opened the door and Gerald came in, looking tired as usual. Hazel embraced him and kissed him on the cheek. "You're welcome darling. You're looking really dull. What's the problem?" She asked while she took off his suit jacket and took the briefcase from him. "It was a long day at work today. I have been having issues with our brokers, and most especially, the investors. It's been giving me tough time, but I am certain, with time. We should be able to overcome it." "Oh, I am so sorry to hear that baby. You please go freshen up. You need to relax. You know I hate to see you like this." Hazel said while she walked him into the room. Gerald took off his clothes and went straight into the bathroom. Gerald stepped out of the shower the warm water cascading down his body easing away the day's tension. As he to
Gerald had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to get rid of Arin, after he had planned the whole thing with Hazel. Whenever he thought about Arin being obsessed with him and wanting to ruin his relationship with Hazel, there's this feeling that surges through him. There was some time he saw messages and emails that Arin had sent to Hazel, threatening her and calling her names but he would always tell her to ignore it because he knew the kind of person she was. Leaving that aside, what about what he had heard from his colleagues that Arin had spread rumors about Hazel being a gold digger and a cheater. He needed to make her pay for what she had done. He decided to use one of the company's essential files as a bait. He knew that the file contained sensitive information about a major deal that he was working on, and that losing it would cause a lot of trouble for him and the company. He also knew that Arin had access to his office and his computer, and that she was always
Gerald checked his watch as he got into his car. It was 10 a.m. He had a meeting with his board of directors at 11, but he had another appointment to keep before that. He had to visit Arin at the police station. That was Hazel's request and he had to fulfill it. He smiled to himself as he thought of her miserable face behind the bars. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He drove out of his mansion and headed towards the city center. He turned on the radio and listened to some music. He felt relaxed and satisfied. He had finally gotten rid of Arin, the thorn in his side. He wanted to see her suffer. Gerald sat behind the wheel of his sleek black car his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. The rain splattered against the windshield matching the turmoil he felt inside. The drive to the police station was a long and torturous one. Each raindrop hitting the glass served as a reminder of everything she had done to him. As he approached the station, the r
Gerald and Hazel were eating dinner in the dining room, a quiet and cozy space with a wooden table, a chandelier and a fireplace. They ate in silence, avoiding eye contact and making small talk about the weather and Arin who was still in jail. Gerald noticed that Hazel seemed distracted and tense as they spoke. He wondered if she was hiding something from him again like the last time. He decided to try to break the ice and make her smile and also follow the lawyers instructions. "So, how was your day?" he asked casually. Hazel looked up from her plate and forced a smile. "It was fine," she said. "Busy as usual. I was on a video just before you arrived." "Anything interesting happen?" Gerald probed. Hazel shook her head. "No, not really." Gerald frowned. He sensed that she was lying, but he didn't want to push her too hard. He changed the topic. "I heard that there's a new movie playing at the theater," he said. "Do you want to go see it tomorrow night? It's a weekend by the way
Gerald stifled a yawn as he stood up from the dining table his eyes growing heavy with feigned exhaustion. As he stretched his arms he glanced at Hazel who sat across from him her gaze fixed on her plate. The flickering candlelight danced on her face casting a shadow against her furrowed brow. Gerald knew she was troubled and he couldn't shake the feeling that her late-night rendezvous had something to do with it. He was playing along. "Sorry my dear," Gerald mumbled, his voice thick with fabricated weariness. "I think it's time for me to hit the hay. It's been a long day like I said, I don't want to stay up late." Hazel looked up at him her eyes darting back and forth as if searching for a hidden truth. "Already? It's not even that late." she replied her voice tinged with a touch of suspicion. Gerald stifled another yawn and shrugged. "Long day I guess. Don't wait up for me I'll be out like a light." He turned and made his way to the bedroom closing the door behind
Gerald's eyes fluttered open as the dim morning light streamed through the curtains casting a soft glow in the living room. Confusion instantly washed over him as he realized he was sprawled on the couch instead of his usual spot in the bedroom. He sat up abruptly, his heart pounding in his chest and called out Hazel's name. Silence enveloped the room amplifying his growing anxiety. "Hazel, where are you? Why couldn't you wake me up when you came in?" He said. Darting his eyes around the living room, Gerald searched for any sign of his fiancée. To his dismay there was no trace of Hazel, no shoes by the front door, no handbag on the kitchen counter. Panic seeped into his veins as he hastily made his way to the bedroom hoping to find her there. But the room was empty, her side of the bed untouched. She didn't come back home last night? Gerald asked himself, totally confused and furious. Wide-eyed and growing increasingly alarmed Gerald reached for his phone and dialed Ha
Gerald's heart pounded in his chest as he paced back and forth his mind racing with worry and fear. How could this have happened? Hazel was always so careful so cautious. He searched for answers trying to make sense of the accident that had turned his world upside down. As he continued to pace, his mind kept replaying the words the nurse had spoken just moments ago "I'm sorry but Hazel is still in the theatre and we have no news about her condition." Those words seemed to echo endlessly in his mind. The unknown was tormenting him; he was desperate for answers for any sign of hope. He didn't know who to call and discuss this issue with. He was so stressed out. Just as he was about to lose all hope his phone began to ring, startling him from his thoughts. He fumbled to grab it his hands trembling. Looking at the caller ID he saw it was his sister Annie. His relief was short-lived though as he realized that Annie somehow already knew about Hazel's accident. There could be no other r
Finally Hazel's eyes opened and a weak smile graced her lips. "Gerald," she whispered her voice fragile but filled with love. Gerald felt a rush of emotion relief flooding his being. He leaned closer to her tears streaming down his face. "Hazel you're awake. Thank God you're okay." Hazel's smile widened her voice barely a whisper. "I love you Gerald. I'm sorry for scaring you." Gerald placed a gentle kiss on her forehead their love reaffirmed in that sacred moment. "I love you too Hazel. Nothing else matters as long as you're here with me." In that beautiful instant all the fear worry and anxiety melted away. Gerald held onto Hazel's hand cherishing their love and grateful for each slow-paced beat of their journey ahead. Gerald's heart pounded in his chest as he paced back and forth his mind racing with worry and fear. How could this have happened? Hazel was always so careful so cautious. He searched for answers trying to make sense of the accident that had turned his world u