Ethan's POV"Why do you ask?" It was a Sunday, the most anticipated new week began and the three of us all spent time together that day. I joined the ladies to be in church, driving them to and fro from the church because my driver is away and the church was not a long distance from the house, unlike my office. We returned after the service to have our Sunday meal.Pamela asked if we needed something before leaving for her room to have a nap. Amelia and I shook our heads before she left. It was the perfect time to ask all the questions I had running about in my head, especially the ones regarding her favourite country and business preference. I rehearsed all the lines in my head, making up the right way to pop them. "Amelia?" I called, I walked from the kitchen to the living room to join her with a glass of juice in my hand and my phone that was unplugged moments ago. "Uhm?" She answered, She looked away from the screen of the television, her eyes fixed on my face. "I want to
Luke's POVAs usual, the house was cold, cold enough to make plenty of ice. Scarlett still avoided me and I finally let her be, she is not the only woman I know, after all.I am a handsome man and I know of so many ladies that are dying and will do anything at all to have me be with them, a lady like Isabella.After the night of the refusal, I tried my luck again, severally, hoping Scarlett will have a change of heart. Her heart became stronger and she yelled greatly at me the next day. It was of no use to me, her tantrums will only make things worse for her, not me. She is yet to find out the type of man that I am. It was another evening and I was prepared to be in the bar, as usual. Ever since the treatment from Scarlett, the bar has been my very solace, although I don't come back home drunk after visiting the bar, I come back home with cigarette smell and its smoke oozing from my mouth and Scarlett said nothing about it.She went on with her duties of serving me my food, alway
Luke's POVAnother week arrived and Scarlett still said nothing to me.I woke up to remind myself of how busy the day and week will be for me and the men at work, excluding the Boss whose job is to give his orders and smoke from the pipe he always held, watching us do according to his bidding. "Good morning," I greeted Scarlett when I jumped out of bed. She simply nodded, as usual, watching me go into the bathroom. I scrubbed my body than the normal way, fear tickled me and I imagined the warehouse getting screwed up, maybe someday. "Nothing lasts forever, it just takes some time," people would say, including Boss, owner of the warehouse."Some day, we will get caught and sleep in jail, maybe for the rest of our lives," I remembered his words to me when I began working for him. "But, then, strive hard for that day not to come," he told me again before handing the document of membership to me. I didn't have to hear Boss's words before being told that I would get caught, someday.It c
Scarlett's POVI had guessed right that Luke will make it to the house on time, very much on time than the normal evening time or maybe at night. I have missed him so much and it dawned on me that the punishment I served him had become too much already, I was not only punishing Luke, I was punishing myself.He left for his place of work by morning. I resorted to allowing him to make his breakfast by himself with my own intentions of making something for him to eat before he gets back. He greeted me for the past week in the mornings and the least I did was nod my head, what kind of a wife greets her husband like that? It was almost evening time when I heard his car drive into the house, I took one peep at the window and I saw his car drive right into the house. The butterflies in my stomach resumed its game of love and I ran into the kitchen, adjusting my outfit and ran out again with a diner pot, filled to the brim with well-flavoured, well prepared food. I stood beside one of the
Ethan's POVI worked in the office when a text came into my phone, it beeped severally and I left what I was doing to take a look at the screen. "On our way, Boss." It was Matthew's text. I got up to peep at the window to see if they had arrived already but they hadn't. I sat down on my seat again to continue with my work, attending to files and wondering what must have happened, for Matthew to send an urgent text, in broad daylight. I was too impatient and tried reaching out to Matthew to ask what had happened when he declined my call, sending a text, "on the wheel, boss," it read and I remembered it was Matthew that rode the car almost every time. I thought of sending a text to James and the tiny being that lives in me screamed at me to wait and they would arrive just sooner than I am expecting. It took two hours for the men to arrive at my office, they must have gone to some other place before heading to the office, two hours was way too long for an ordinary trip from Matthew
Amelia's POVI rode in Ethan's car as early as after the time he left for work. I was on my way to the hospital and I wanted to be the first person to see the doctor on appointment.Tye and I booked an appointment the previous day and I got up very early in the morning to prepare for my outing. I made a crackling sound and Ethan turned on the bed to see a towel around me, he blinked severally, unsure of what he had seen before looking at the wall clock."What are you doing?" He asked and I shook my head, "I'm leaving for the hospital, I told you last night," I said, walking to the wardrobe to select an outfit for the day. "You told me, I remember," he rubbed his eyes, sitting up on the bed and looking at the wall clock again. "Is it not too early?""I'm just preparing, Ethan," I explained, "I will leave after your driver takes you to work," I said again and he nodded, laying back on the bed. He woke up after some time to see me all dressed. I was in the kitchen, transferring eggs fr
Amelia's POVI stared at the printed script for sometime, digesting what I had seen moments ago."I am also fertile," I muttered to myself, "ninety nine point nine percent fertile," I said again, my eyes on the row with the 'positive' caption scribbled on it."Yes," Tye nodded, "I thought you would not get to see it on time," he scoffed and I smiled. "Thank you, doctor," I greeted, grabbed my handbag to leave."When it happens, take plenty of veggies, and do workouts, not all the time, we would get to talk frequently," Tye said when I got close to the door. I nodded, muttered a 'thank you' and left his office. I made my way back to the reception hall, the ladies that saw me walk in waved at me when I walked past their tables."Enjoy your day," I said to them before walking out. I made my way to the lot where the driver parked the car to wait for me. I didn't waste too much time hopping on the back seat. I placed my handbag on the chair beside me and asked the young man to move the
Carl's POVI have done a great job by changing the house's appearance lately. The men I employed were people that studied their jobs as courses in college, not some wack workers that knew nothing about house designing and renovations."Do this, do that," was the only and all Tessa could say while the men that worked obeyed her instructions. She knows what she wants for the house, afterall. My own job was to provide the money required for the men's payment. Days ago, the men finished with the contract and the house sparkled in all its glory, the children's room, inclusive although it was of no use any longer, the room Tessa and I shared shone as well. The walls were repainted and the tiles all changed to Tessa's preference. The kitchen cabinet was removed and a new one took over the old one's place."Thank you, honey," Tessa greeted when everything was sorted. "The house now makes more sense, we can host a party if we ever want to," she praised and I smiled. "Ofcourse, my money did
Ethan's POV I slept soundly that hour, almost dreaming when a hand hit me. At first, I thought it was in my dream, or a mis-thought. The hand butted me again, and I jumped up on the bed. “What is it?” I asked Amelia, she held onto the edge of the bed, gasping for air. “What is it?!” I asked again, holding her hand. “I think the babies are coming.” I thought I didn't hear the words clearly until she repeated them again, Pamela's name filled my mouth the next moment. I was more confused and hurt when Amelia burst out crying, it was in the early hours of the morning and definitely not the right time for this. Whatever it is that she felt must have hurt, deeply. “Pamela!” I screamed the young lady's name again, higher than the former pitch and tone. I heard the door of her room creak, and footsteps were heard. She was on her way. “What is it?” The confused woman asked, rushing to Amelia's side. “I think the babies are coming, uncle.” Of course, I know. The only thing I d
Amelia's POVThings got better.I moved on from the pain that came with Scarlett's death. The rest of the men who worked with Luke were apprehended days after we returned from the burial.“He promised to go the day after we visited.” Ethan said, taking it personally.“At least, they've gone.” I said, giving him a reason to be calm.Their trial came up in a few weeks. Mother and Father call to speak with me over the phone once in a while, there was a feeling that comes with speaking to them.I finally see myself having more than just a contract with Ethan.He is a sweet man, and very supportive – he stayed by my side all through the period of my mourning.“I love you.” I remember the words he said to me that day in the room – on the bed.I
Amelia's POVIt was barely a month and Scarlett's funeral was organized.Ethan stayed by my side all through, he took a leave from work just to be with me. Pamela on the other side can be sweet, and even sweeter. It dawned on me even more and more that my sister is dead.“We'll visit the police station today,” Ethan announced one morning. “Get ready.”“Why?”“What do you mean?” He asked, turning to face me. “You've not had a conversation with your sister's killer since the day it happened. Don't you want to see him?”“I don't know.”I thought about it. I wanted to see Luke, I ended up deciding, I took my bath later that evening and was ready to see him.Luke Oren.“Can I come with you?” Pamela beg
Tessa's POVI did not scream enough when the nurse told us the latest development.“We are sorry, but we lost her.”Amelia screamed at the top of her voice, loudly. It felt like a competition between the both of us.Carl was speechless, he did not hold me when I started moving, and screaming. I saw Amelia's husband hold her, speaking into her ears.We were allowed to walk to the ward, where we saw my daughter's lifeless body.Scarlett was really unmoving, she has never been this way since she was born.“Wake up!” Amelia screamed, Ethan still held her, so did the young girl who came with them to the hospital.We were making so much noise in the hospital premises. A doctor walked in, looked at the scene, then at Amelia, who was on the floor already.&
Luke's POVI did not hit Scarlett that hard, how did she faint?She is pregnant, I forgot to remind myself when the thoughts of hitting her came racing in my head.How did she discover the passcode to my box? It is something I will never tell her, and a code that will take days to digest.When I had first used the code, I wrote the numbers on a paper for future reference, just in case I forgot during the period.Now, what?She had done more than herself by discovering the code and even searching the box and invading my privacy.What hurt more is the fact that I did not finish hiding everything before the arrival of the police. How far can I hide the box? They will always get hold of it after a thorough research in the house.The moment I hit her, she fell to the floor, and I noticed blood flowing f
Amelia's POVMy return back to New York was a peaceful one. The customers and neighbours back in Spain felt a bit bad when I announced my leave to them."Visit us again."The woman who visited the house during our first visit hugged myself and Pamela severally, asking the poor girl to take care of me.We landed in New York late afternoon, I beeped Ethan to come pick us up and take us to the house. I was still mad at him for the statement he made over the phone months ago.Still, I acted like nothing was wrong.Pamela did it again, she went ahead to tell him everything that happened. I was not asleep when he walked into the room that afternoon, almost asleep but not sleeping, the conversation was shifted to hours later.We lived peacefully once again.Pamela resumed her work in the house, as usual. Ve
Scarlett's POVLuke has refused to go to work since the last time he walked in while I cleaned the house. Maybe he did not refuse, I don't know. However, he stayed back at home with me almost every day._and went to Jessica's house most times.I no longer heard Isabella's name from his mouth, all he ever did was scream Jessica's over the phone.And come back to the house with her smell.I still recognized her smell, since the last time I caught them both on the bed, her smell refused to leave my nostrils and I reacted each time I noticed it.Not to Luke, but to myself.That night, he came home drunk, calling the woman's name at the top of his voice.“Get me water.” He commanded, his voice was improper.He talked like he would hit me if I refus
Ethan's POVCoping with staying alone again wasn't so easy that very moment I dropped her off at the airport.I literally cried on my way back home.It wasn't as smooth as I imagined it would go.The men and I fixed a date to see each other at the office, but my illness did not let me go on the supposed day.I woke up weak, and tired.The wall clock stared right in my face, asking me to get ready for work already. But I was too tired, my head was banging, and my body refused to move.I fell back to the bed, wishing for Amelia to return once again and take care of me like I want to be taken care of.We talked severally over the phone, it was almost her time to deliver the babies and according to the plan, she would be in New York very soon.In a few months.&nb
Amelia's POVDays after Scarlett reached out to me, I packed my box in advance for my trip back to Spain.A part of me wanted to stay back with Ethan, feel loved and hang out with him like I always want to. I wanted to be treated nicely before leaving New York, but how was I going to tell him what I wanted?I packed my things, quietly.It was just me at home, I put a call to Pamela the day before to announce my trip to her.“How soon?” She yelled over the phone in excitement.I expected the reaction, she has missed me so much, more than I miss her. I know from the way she called almost every day to ask after my health.“In a few days.” I announced, I wasn't sure of the day — yet. What I did was give her a heads-up on what would happen very soon.Now that I pa