Chapter 25LorraineFinally, the day that had given me restless nights since the last practice had arrived, and I couldn't deny that my anxiety had doubled. Alongside other models, I was seated on a wooden stool, having my face made up. My eyes were shut as my mind wandered in different directions. I didn't even know what to feel. I didn't know what to think. The excitement of being on the runway for the first time had fizzled out and it was replaced with a very strong fear of failure. There was no one to cheer me up amongst the crowd. Unlike others who would have their families clapping for them, I had no one. Absolutely no one. "You can open your eyes now, I'm done." The artist informed me and quickly I stared at the mirror in awe, my eyes popping at the reflection that greeted me. I was beautiful. I didn't need anyone's validation to be sure of how beautiful I was. The knowledge gave me strength that I could pull it off and slowly make a name for myself. "Thank you so much,"
Chapter 26Lorraine "What happened over there?" Dexter asked, breathing frantically. I took a cursory glance at his face to know if he was actually scolding me, but it was the opposite as his eyes held worry and concern all directed at me. He looked ready to beat up whoever caused that chaotic scene at the runway. I bit my lips and sighed, tired of the incessant frustration caused by people who were supposed to mind their business. "Someone set me up. That shoe wasn't my size." I admitted, relaxing on the back rest of the chair. A glint of disbelief crossed his features as he folded his arms. "Explain!" He snapped, his voice was low and dangerous, edgy at the same time. "I took off my shoes earlier because of how cranky I was. I don't know what happened around that time, but when I put it on again, I realised that it was slippery and on making a step I discovered that it wasn't my size." I paused, remembering a certain detail that might have caused the problem. "What?" He grum
Chapter 27Dexter "I thought that this meeting would never hold," Emilia chirped as she jumped into the passenger car beside me. "I guess everyone needs to learn the art of persistence, after all." She giggled, while I snorted loudly and interrupted the next thing she had to say. "You can decide to be quiet throughout this journey. It won't be a crime, trust me." I grunted, angry that I had to be beside her when Lorraine and I were supposed to be celebrating. The show was a huge success and even though it wasn't the main event, we were having a lot of deals according to the sales department report. Victoria buzzed in from behind us, "Don't be too harsh on my friend, Dex. She didn't force you to make a promise." I slanted a questioning look at Emilia who quickly showed me a zipped lip sign. A sigh escaped my lips as I started the engine. If I found out that she said any word about our conversation to anyone, not only would the deal be off, but I'd deal with her. The drive to the
Chapter 28Lorraine "How do you feel?" My new acquaintance asked, tucking away the strands of hair which were being tousled around by the cool evening breeze at the nook of my ear. I didn't respond immediately, as I wanted to be sure of how I truly felt before replying. Having a cup of vanilla ice cream in a park with a man who shared the silence with me was therapeutic and amazing. There was no argument. There was no fear of him being called by another woman. Just the both of us, gazing at the twinkling stars in the deep blue sky. Was that too much to ask for from Dexter? After letting off a relieved sigh, I looked him in the eyes and said. "I'm really fine right now, Mr Bumpy." I giggled, his lips twitching. With a smirk tugging at the crook of his lips, he dropped his own plate of ice cream. "You don't get to call me that when you're doing all the bumping." He teased me. We both laughed over it; a throaty, hearty laughter. I loved this peaceful feeling and I didn't want it t
Chapter 29Lorraine "What was the meaning of that?" I lashed out at him the moment we got home. Thankfully, Victoria wasn't at home so I could unleash my emotions without fear. Dexter was seated on the sofa, eyes following me as I paced to and fro frantically. I was mad—not mad—indignant. I felt like tearing down the walls of the house with my bare hands and to worsen it all, Dexter wasn't saying anything. "You know, I like it when you're mad. It looks so good on you." He chuckled, his long hands stretched on the chair. Immediately, I fixed him with a glare which made him laugh. He got to his feet, his hands tucked away in the pocket of his pants with a grim smirk that sent tingles down my spine. He advanced towards me while I contemplated on either staying on the spot or moving backwards. I chose the former option and waited for him to stop coming close. "There's no point in all of this. You don't love me, why are you making the both of us miserable?" I broke down in t
Chapter 30Dexter I don't know why I had the urge to protect her but even though she had committed the worst of crimes, I still wanted to make sure no one hurt her. She burst into laughter—a laughter of disbelief. It was annoying that my body still wanted her even after knowing her past. She said that she was framed and they had a video of us, but it was so hard for me to believe that my friends could do such a horrible thing to me. There was only one way to find out about it and seeing how affected she was even though she tried to hide it, I knew that I'd have to get to the bottom of the story. “Stop protecting me, Dexter. I don't need it.” She flared up, “If you think my stepfather is still after me then don't bother, he hasn't called since that day." She blurted, flailing her arms in the air. I cracked a smile and folded my arms. "I know that he has been trailing you for a while but he stopped. And the call, I also know about it." Her eyes widened in surprise but she didn
Chapter 31Lorraine My phone beeped, then rang loudly, arousing me from my sleep. I stretched with a yawn, angry that someone had the audacity to disrupt my short time of rest. Yea, sleeping was quite important to me because it was a means of escape from my ever unending problems. With drowsy eyes, I searched for my phone on the bed stand and checked who was calling. The initial anger disappeared on seeing who the caller was. "Hello," I greeted groggily and sat up, sighing and rubbing my eyes. "How can the greatest model of all times be in bed by this time?" Bumpy teased me, while I imagined him smirking at the other end. "Because it isn't a crime for me to rest, Bumpy. Why are you disturbing me anyways? You just disrupted my peaceful sleep..." I whined like a baby and pouted my lips. He chuckled this time then groaned like he just dropped off something really heavy. "Are you alright?" His reply was fast. "Yes, I am. I'm at the gym right now, giving those young girls a reason t
Chapter 32Lorraine "We meet again." His eerie voice resonated from the car, followed by his grim smile that made my skin crawl. I dropped my hand and staggered backwards, my lips widely parted. I thought I was already drooling. "What are you doing here, Liam?" I asked, my voice shaky with fear. This man was dangerous. He tried to take advantage of me together with Blake. I quickly took a peek into the car and released a sigh, relieved that Blake wasn't in the car with him. He donned a pair of black shades even though it was no longer sunny and stepped out of the car, heading towards me. I put a small distance between us and held tightly to my bag. Oh my shoes. It wouldn't allow me to run if I had to. "You don't look so happy to see me, Lorraine, why is it so?" He flashed his ugly set of teeth that was dented probably by the cigarettes he took or whatever thing he smoked. I clenched my fist and counted slowly to ten. It helped as I was able to mask my fear and put on a placid
Chapter 160ONE YEAR LATER "You look so ravishing," Mrs Gonzales cupped my made up cheeks and planted a kiss on my forehead. "Thank you, aunt." I beamed with a smile as the veil was set on my head while she left the room to attend to something else. Aunty Rosa, as I fondly called her, had become a part of the family. I made her the CEO of my company as she was more than capable of being a leader, and also, I wanted to compensate her for everything she did for my mother. I was fine with being a consultant and when she was ready to retire, I'd take over. Since we moved to Colorado, my life with Dexter had been all shades of fun. The happiness I craved for after losing my mother was restored, and never did a day pass without me thanking the universe for granting me my wishes. And today, after five months of having my twins; Nyla and Brian, I was ready to walk down the aisle and experience what a beautiful wedding felt like. I stood in front of the mirror and stared at how wel
Chapter 159Melissa I peered down at Dexter's sleeping face and sighed. Doctor Luca had constantly assured me that he would be fine, but I was yet to understand why he hadn't woken up already. If Leonardo had succeeded in killing him, I'd have resurrected his dead body and murdered him myself. Actually, I low-key wished that I was the one who shot him, but it didn't matter anymore because he was dead and gone. Staring at the tubes connected to his body caused goosebumps to cover my skin. He was in the situation because of me. My mind wandered as several thoughts filtered in and out of my head. Lilly had come earlier with Mary to visit him, but even her presence couldn't stir him up. No! He couldn't remain this way forever. He had to wake up. I took one of the chairs in the ward and sat beside him, entwining our fingers while I used my free fingers to caress his face lightly. He was still the most handsome man I'd ever seen, even in unconsciousness. "Cupcake, how are you
Chapter 158Melissa Blood drained from my face as the bullet went straight to his chest, causing him to slump on the ground. Leonardo pushed Lilly away and tried to break into a sprint, but he was gunned down by the cops who opened fire on him until his body was filled with bullet holes. If Dexter wasn't lying on the ground in the pool of his own blood, I'd have been rejoicing that the source of all my troubles was dead, but the sight of him in a lifeless state snuffed out any trace of happiness within me. "Get the ambulance, please!" I roared, my heart plummeting as blood gushed out from his mouth. I held his hands, my tears forming a wet mask on my face as I caressed his head. His eyes were shut, but I refused to believe that he was dying. I sat on the ground and placed his head on top of my neck, then I tore the hem of my dress and dabbed his chest with him to reduce the rate of the blood flow. All the while I did that, my heart skipped several beats and my fingers trembl
Chapter 157Dexter"You need to come back home now, sir, Leonardo is threatening to shoot the madam." Mary, my nanny, whispered with a note of urgency as if she was being restricted from talking. At the mention of his name, my heart skipped a beat and my palms became clammy with sweat. Not because I was scared of him, but with him in our house, my wife's safety wasn't guaranteed. I'd gotten her message so there was no need for us to keep talking. I dropped the call and put inspector James on the line. As the minutes passed, my anxiety skyrocketed, threatening to hit the roof. My previously distracted mind was transcending into a state of frenzy and I couldn't do anything about it. He picked up after what seemed like eternity, and if he wasn't a noble police officer, I'd have thrown a punch at him. "Hi, Mr Hemingway. How are—" I cut through the pleasantries with clenched teeth. "I'm not fine, inspector James, Leonardo is in my house right now." "What? How is that even possible?
Chapter 156Melissa The sun shone brightly, the atmosphere bubbly and charged, but my feelings were the direct opposite as I worked on packing the rest of my clothes. It was past one pm, and it gradually dawned on me that in less than three hours, I'd be leaving California to Mexico. Mexico was a nice country, but I wasn't sure it would be nice to me if Dexter wasn't there. What could I do about it? Nothing! The doorbell jingle, so I dropped the last pair of black shoes I'd selected as I didn't know what event I might be attending, even though I planned to stay indoors throughout my visit there. My chest tightened since I wasn't expecting any visitors, then I shook away my suspicion, reminding myself that if it was Leonardo he wouldn't be coming directly through the door. I took a peek at the peephole and found a man standing beside a bike with a box, causing me to frown. It was strange to see him because I didn't make an order and I clearly wasn't expecting anything from some
Chapter 155Melissa He came in, his expression glimmering with pure exhaustion. My eyes intently followed his sluggish movement as I tried to overcome the barrier between us so that I would welcome him properly. "You didn't tell me that you'll be coming back this late. I've been waiting." His eyes darted to his wristwatch, then he palmed his forehead with a sigh. "I'm so sorry. I lost track of time. Today was really hectic, several things had to be put in place and I wanted to oversee some of the activities by myself." He explained calmly, while I peered at him, my jaws slackened in surprise. We were supposed to be having a beef, but here he was, explaining how his entire day went even though his body screamed for rest. Strings of guilt gnawed at my chest as I fiddled with my fingers. I'd been completely selfish, and that was why I couldn't notice that my husband was slowly losing his mind because of my problems. I wasn't even making things easier for him. "Can you come over to
Chapter 154Melissa It was over a week since Leonardo managed to outsmart the cops and ran away, and I'd admit that I lost my peace of mind ever since. He could be lurking around, patiently waiting for the right time to strike and I wouldn't know. I wanted it all to end. I wanted to live happily with my family, take a long break from work and just reap all the fruits of my hard work, but all of my wishes wouldn't happen with Leonardo running freely while his daughter was behind bars. Dexter came into the room with a brown envelope in his hands. Once he heard that Leonardo had escaped, he lost his peace as he aided the cops in searching for him. He had become a shadow of his handsome self, as he was more interested in keeping Lilly and I safe. "Hi, cupcake, how was your day?" I asked as he sank on the bed and kissed my lips lightly. His hands moved to my abdomen which he caressed fondly. It was still flat as the pregnancy hadn't gotten to three months. It was a good thing becau
Chapter 153Melissa Seeing that everyone was already seated in the boardroom, including Leonardo and the rest of the staff, I stood up to address them. "I'm sure you are all wondering why I called for this impromptu meeting. It's because we have an important announcement to make, but before that, I'd like to appreciate everyone who is working tirelessly to ensure that Hills Jewelry is back to the top again." I said and they followed my speech with an ovation. I spoke to them with an air of confidence, passing glances at Leonardo who tried to hide his frown. If only he knew what I had in store for him today, he wouldn't be present at the meeting at all. But I found a way to lure him here, promising him that I was going to help him return to his former position. "You all showed me love and unwavering support, and in these few days of working together, we have been able to convince Troy Golds to partner with us. The partnership will be more beneficial to us because of their influenc
Chapter 152DexterMy heart thudded faster as I waited patiently in Doctor Luca's office for him to come with the DNA test result. I knew that Liam claimed to be Lilly's father and he had several ways of proving it, but for some unknown reasons, I hoped that a miracle would occur and the result would be in my favor. The door made a creaking sound as Doctor Luca let himself in. I searched his face for a clue, but as usual, his face gave away nothing. He sank onto his seat and said nothing for some seconds, then he inhaled and fixed his gaze on me. "The result is ready." He announced like I didn't know already. "Can I have it?" I asked curtly, getting cranky by the minute. He passed a brown envelope to me which I opened. A white paper fell out and I opened it, unwilling to drag the tension further. I scanned through the information, unable to make out what it meant until I got to the end and saw the statement of the result. My heart plummeted when I read that the probability of my