ZORA —I watched from the rearview mirror as Zayn's car halted, and I exhaled a sigh of relief. That man doesn't seem to be forgetting about me anytime soon despite my stern warnings.From the way Zayn reacted at the Charme restaurant, I noticed he was deeply shaken. I couldn't stop gazing through the rearview mirror to make sure he was not still following us because he's full of wonders.He might drive halfway and change his mind, deciding to drive to find me in Northville.Although I did a horrible thing to get Zayn deeply hurt, I never knew he'd react that way. I never knew he'd react in such an aggressive manner.I just desperately wanted him to stay off me because he represents a great danger to my control. This was because I'm damn scared of giving in to his pleas and his request of accepting a second chance, so I did everything I could."Is anything the matter? Do you recognize someone here?" Jason asked me with a tender touch as he noticed my action.I sighed and looked at him
As the weekend was over, I went back to Southampton City to continue with my work. I noticed there was a change.Since yesterday, being Monday, Zayn hadn't come to my office as he used to. He hadn't even called me on the phone. Apparently, he had stopped disturbing me.When I inquired about him from Mr. Nicholas, I was told he had stopped showing up at the office after the day he got into a fight with Jason at the restaurant.According to what Zayn told him, he had returned to his main company.I was so happy to hear this although I felt for him. He must really be going through a lot for him to abandon Zech Holdings Ltd. after the incident at the restaurant.Nonetheless, I was happier with the way the staff treated me. None of them tried reminding me of the past incident by questioning me about my relationship with Zayn. Instead, they were all focused on work and treated me nicely.This continues until my work here was about to come to an end—I had finished the advertisement and filmi
It was hard for me to accept it—to accept that this was Zayn in front of me, addressing me as Ms. Paulson.Since I came to this city, even on the first day we set eyes on each other after so many years, which common sense should tell him I would still be angry with him, he never did call me this.Zayn hasn't looked at me with such indifference as he's doing now, as if I'm just a mere co-worker who is inferior to him.As much as I wanted Zayn to leave, I never expected it in such a brutal way. It made me nearly cry, but I can't stoop so low as to embarrass myself in the presence of the directors.I swallowed hard, trying to remain strong. I was feeling all bad. This wasn't what I expected. I didn't want to feel that indifference from him.I want those sparkle-eye gestures he did give me, with emotion and love.His attitude today only reminds me of the years I was married to him. This was exactly how he treated me most of the time those days.He treated me so coldly."This just proved t
I was so mad at him that I wished I could just rush to him and squeeze him in two pieces with my bare hands."Well, I appreciate your criticism, Mr. Zayn," I said, pausing for a moment."However, if you had paid close attention to the video advert, you would have noticed that it wasn't just one video but a collection of different sets of ads," I replied in a calm but mean manner.Zayn's countenance changed in an instant. "Are you insinuating that I didn't pay attention to the video, Ms. Paulson?" He reverberated."That I left what I was doing in my office to come here only to pay zero attention to what was happening here?" Zayn barked, his voice going higher as he spoke."Are you aware I can destroy you and your work, right? Just a single negative review from me would send you and your organization to shambles."Not gonna lie, hearing this sent cold shivers down my spine. Receiving a negative critique from a common man gives me sleepless nights, let alone from Zayn, who has influence
"So you did this intentionally? You intentionally chose to humiliate me before the directors simply because of the issue between the two of us?" I didn't even know when the question came out of my mouth.Zayn let out a smirk, clutching his hands together. He sipped from his bottled water before proceeding to respond to me."Of course. Do I have to tell you that before you know what to do?" he remarked, smiling with satisfaction."You're yet to change, Zayn. You still remain that Zayn from six years ago," I said, clenching my fists. I was angry about his response. The fact he's bragging about it infuriates me."Change? You expect me to change when you boldly kissed a man in front of me. Tell me how you think I'll change after doing that to me," he reacted, standing up from his seat.I don't know if I should laugh or not over his statement. I never knew he was pained by that scene to keep the grudge till now—for a complete week."He's not just a man, Zayn, but my boyfriend. Wasn't that
I couldn't believe what Zayn had just asked me to do. Did he really expect me to kiss him in order to approve the project? Goodness, Zayn must have lost his mind.He was essentially proposing a quid pro quo arrangement. He should have been straightforward instead of beating around the bush. If he wanted to sleep with me to approve the project, he should have just said so.I let out a deep sigh and gave him a cold, unforgiving look. "Have you completely lost your mind?" I asked, gesturing with my hand towards my head as I approached him."What kind of ridiculous request is that? Have I ever indicated that I'm desperate for project approval, Zayn?"Zayn chuckled briefly and walked over to the window to look out at the city."A kiss is just a kiss. I didn't ask for much. Or would you prefer to keep redoing the project indefinitely until it's approved?" he declared, letting out a wicked laugh.My face scrunched up in a frown. I couldn't believe he was still insisting on his request even af
"I've told you countless times that you're wasting your time. I'm not interested in any of this...""Fuck it! I said, "Fuck!" He yelled, cutting me off and springing up from the floor.""I've said it before: you never change. You're still the Zayn I know."At this point, we were already yelling at each other as I was unable to hold back any longer.He paused, gritting his teeth as he thought for a moment. "So what are you going to do? Are you going to deny my proposal?" He asked, a bit scared."Of course. Have I been blabbing all this time? I'm not one of those who go back to their vomit," I said firmly, a smug grin tugging at my lips as I walked out of the office, heading to mine.To my surprise, as I walked out of Zayn's office, I met the management staff in the corridor next to his office, waiting for me to provide them with feedback."It didn't work," I said to them, sighing weakly.Their expressions darkened. "So what do we do now?" A lady among them asked, her tone laced with tir
The entire weekend seems to be the worst phase of my work. I never expected it to be this hectic.I would go to bed late, around 2 a.m., and wake up at 5 a.m. I barely eat because of this project, even though I had said that no work could make me do that.I was trying to deliver it by Monday morning so I could free myself from the Zech Holdings project. However, I had already lost interest in what I was doing as the work had lost its main value. While trying to implement those unnecessary policies Zayn requested, it lost its original look and value.I paused what I was doing and started to rethink my decision. The stress was much more than I expected.I sighed in frustration and gazed at the ceiling of the apartment, which is where I was staying. I had been so devoted to this project that I couldn't even spend some time with my daughter through video calls or normal calls.I couldn't even call her the day I intended, and when I finally did, the call didn't last—we had a brief conversa
Jason —Two years laterI was in my penthouse in South Carolina, sipping my wine and admiring the beautiful city view when my fiancée Clara called my name from inside."Babe, your phone is ringing," she said, rushing over to hand it to me."Who's calling?" I asked curiously, not expecting any calls that day as I had decided to take a break from work."It's an unsaved number, but Truecaller says it's Zora," she replied, handing me the phone.I felt disappointed at the mention of that name. I thought I had blocked her, so how was she able to reach me?I hesitated to answer the call, but Clara had made the effort to bring me the phone, so I reluctantly accepted it to avoid devaluing her efforts or raising suspicions of infidelity."Speak," I said as soon as I accepted the call."Um, good morning, Jason. I'm really sorry for everything. I just hope you can find a place in your heart to forgive me, even though it may be difficult," a weak, feminine voice cried from the other end of the lin
ZORA—"Hello, Zayn," I said as soon as I answered the call. My voice was so cold that it was enough to let him know I was not happy with him."Hello, baby. What happened? Is there a problem?" He asked inquisitively, trying to soften my mood as he knew he had upset me."Are you pretending not to know what you did? Okay, setting that aside, why didn't you pick up my calls?"He gasped and asked, "When? Oh, that must have been when I was in a meeting with some of our collaborators.""I'm really sorry," he added, sighing."It's okay. Actually, I wanted to ask about your close friend Blake. Have you been in touch with him recently?""Of course, I just spoke with him this morning. Is there an issue? Is he okay?" His concerned tone indicated he was starting to worry."Well, Daisy and I have been unable to reach him. He's unreachable while Daisy is undergoing the artificial insemination procedure. We're concerned that something may have happened to him, but since you said you spoke with him th
ZORA—I was at the office when I lied to Daisy on the call, telling her that I was off to work. Thankfully, there was nothing else to do in the office, as the board of directors had canceled the meeting that was supposed to happen in a few minutes.I went home, picked up my daughter, and drove to the hospital where Daisy is doing the artificial insemination.Upon our arrival at the hospital, she was already in the operating room, so we had to sit in the waiting room and pray for her safe operation."Mommy, where is Aunty Daisy? I thought you told me we were coming here to see her?" Daisy asked with a worried look on her face."Of course, darling. We're here for her, and she's here. She's just inside the operating room, so we have to wait for her," I explained calmly, caressing her hair with a smile on my lips."But what happened to her? Is she sick? I don't want her to be sick because she promised me to give birth to a girl I could go to school with.""Absolutely. That's the main reas
DAISY—"Really? I can't believe Paige came to your house. But I thought she was in prison. How did she escape?" I asked Zora in astonishment after she told me about her recent encounter with Paige."Honestly, dear. I couldn't imagine what might have happened if I did not show up at home by that time. The fact that I saw her carrying Daisy and that she was sitting comfortably on her thighs makes me want to throw up, gosh." I could hear her voice as she sighed. She was traumatized by the experience."Calm down, Zora. The most important thing is that you were able to save your daughter from her, and I hope you have taught her not to embrace strangers at all unless you approved her to do so.""Of course I did a long time ago. That was why I was stunned. I think Paige was using a sort of voodoo on my household. First, it was Zayn, and now my daughter." She said this with a pathetic voice."Oh, dear, don't think those things. What matters now is that your daughter is fine, okay?" I said, tr
ZORA—"When you do, come back to drive this lady out of my house."Amanda's facial expression changed instantly. She gave me a worried look, but she dared not question my authority."Come on, Zora, why are you causing a scene? Your daughter Daisy likes me, and that's why she was comfortable with me. You should let her go up when she wants to," Paige said with a disdainful tone, rising to her feet to leave and avoid embarrassment."I'd rather punch a rock than leave my daughter with a demon like you," I remarked, hissing with irritation on my face.Thankfully, Daisy and Amanda were already halfway upstairs, so they couldn't hear us exchanging words. Nevertheless, I would still scold Daisy later for feeling too comfortable with someone she barely knows to the point of snubbing me when I called her to embrace me."Well, thanks to the universe, you saw with your own eyes that I did not force your daughter to be with me. She was enchanted by my beauty just like her father was.""Beauty att
ZORA —"Well, I don't have an answer for that right now," he replied, releasing me and turning away, heading to the room to avoid further questions, unwilling to reveal what he was keeping to himself.I let out a deep sigh, gazing at him for a few seconds, and I shook my head with a faint smile on my lips. "Now it all makes sense," I blurted out, but he only winced in response.After washing my face, I went to his kitchen to prepare a meal for both of us and one for him to keep in the refrigerator. Surprisingly, he kept checking on me in the kitchen, assisting with cutting vegetables and other tasks to speed up the food preparation, something he had never done before.Usually, when he was at home, he would either be reading or watching football.Once the meal was ready, we sat down to eat, and Zayn was delighted, expressing his wish for me to cook for him every day.After we finished eating, he offered to drive me home, which I accepted, as it would also give him a chance to see Daisy
ZORA —"Could you tell me why you mostly felt absent-minded yesterday?" Zayn asked, hugging me from behind and sniffing my neck as we lay on the bed.It was early morning, and we were already in his mansion, specifically in his bedroom, which I couldn't explain how we ended up there. His sweet words were always irresistible.I was scrolling through my contact list trying to call the lady I hired to babysit my daughter yesterday when he asked the question, so I couldn't answer.I needed space to think over the question so I wouldn't say something I'd regret later. Therefore, I pressed the call button, and fortunately, Clara answered on the first beep."Is there a problem with Daisy? I hope the babysitter can take proper care of her," Zayn said with a worried look."Yeah. Daisy is fine. I was just checking up on her," I said to him after speaking with Clara."Oh, you don't have to worry so much about her. After all, she has her phone and could dial any of our numbers if she faces troubl
ZORA—It was about six o'clock in the evening when Zayn and I met at a grand five-star hotel in Southampton City.During the afternoon, we discussed, and he pleaded for me to come alone with a promise not to initiate sex.I had told him about my plan of coming with Daisy because I've been troubled about sleeping with him when we're not yet legally together."You look elegantly beautiful, dear. This dress fits perfectly on you," he commented as he welcomed me to the hotel."Really? Thank you. I wore it to look good for you," I replied, smiling as we walked inside the building while holding hands like couples.Zayn went to the receptionist and collected a room key. Not going to lie, this instilled fear in me.The restaurant is somewhat a combination of a hotel and a restaurant because it has some potential rooms for booking and other necessities required in a hotel.I wanted to question the need for the key, but I maintained my composure, deciding to refuse or raise an alarm when he took
ZORA —"Zora, I don't like your sudden decision to go back to Zayn, but..." Daisy exhaled a sigh and continued, "Who am I to question your decision?" she added with a solemn expression.It happened that she was on furlough today, so I asked her to accompany me shopping. I wanted to buy some new dresses for the dinner tonight—I wanted to look unique and different to Zayn and not wear one of the outfits he's used to."No worries, Daisy, I'm being careful with him. After all, we haven't officially reunited because the divorce documents have to be disqualified," I replied, patting her shoulder with a chuckle."It's fine. I'm only looking out for your best interest," she shrugged off, sighing."Yes, dear. So tell me about the latest update. Are you going to proceed with the artificial insemination procedure we discussed?" I asked her, wanting to change the topic.She had told me earlier about the recent issues she had been having with her husband regarding their childlessness, which I sugg