Kev stared at Mia in disbelief. “What did you say?” Kev felt like she heard wrong.“I am going to transfer 10 million to you now and the remaining 10 million after you cancel the wedding and leave the country,” Mia explained, and Kev thought for a while.She walked back to Mia and folded her arms below her bosom. “Are you going to pay me 20 million to leave Jude?” Kev inquired again, and Mia nodded.“Then he must be really worth it. What makes you think I will leave my fiancé for money?” Kev chuckled.“Because you are with him for money,” Mia answered. She was losing her cool because Kev just rejected her offer. She knew well that Kev would accept at once because she loved money, but that wasn't the case.“You are pretty and have a lot of money; go find yourself a man and do not come for mine.” Kev snorted and turned to leave.Mia thought of Hazel’s words, so she quickly blurted it out, “Selene will be so disappointed to know you rejected this offer.”“You don’t know anything about Se
Hazel got to the bedroom and found Coyle busy on a call, and she hurried and stood before him, sensing the urgency of the matter. Coyle hung up the call and raised a brow.“Have you seen the news? Uncle Arthur has been arrested.” Hazel said in disbelief and Coyle just stared at her with an unmoved reaction. She furrowed her brow before a chuckle escaped her lips; she now understood his words yesterday.“You did this?” she asked, and Coyle nodded; there was no way he was going to spare a man who killed his parents. Absolutely no way.“But I had no idea. What’s going on Coyle?” Hazel questioned, but Coyle smiled at her; he was happy, though not satisfied.He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer. “Don’t bother about such things; I already told you that you are not part of their family and life,” he muttered, and Hazel shook her head in denial.“They are your family, and some matters need to be discussed in between the members of the family first before you know… and I
Staring at her reflection one more time in the mirror, she had a satisfactory smile. Hazel Jones had been searching for the perfect wedding dress for ages-something that was going to complement her fair skin and long black hair."It's so beautiful," her younger sister, Nady, said with an excited tone. The shop assistant could finally sigh in relief."We want two," Nady added, and this left Hazel confused. "Why?" she couldn't help but ask."For me," that was Nady's response."Sorry, Miss, but this is a limited collection, and it's the last piece we have," the shop assistant apologized, and Nady was about to lash out at her when Hazel butted in."Please go make the payments," she said, handing her card to the lady who happily left. Hazel could only throw a look at Nady before she went to the dressing room to slip out of the wedding gown. Nady stomped her foot angrily. "Stop giving me that judgy look; is it a crime if I want to look as beautiful as you?""We are not the same people, Nady
Hazel had spent two days in her bedroom; she cried and starved, still not able to believe that all this was happening to her.A knock came from the door, and their maid said, "Miss Hazel, your father requests that you come downstairs.""Get out," Hazel muttered; she didn't want to see their faces."He says it's an order," the maid added before leaving. Hazel walked down the bed and dragged her feet downstairs. Her mother was busy ordering the maids around as tomorrow was Nady's wedding to Max; even the guests weren't aware of such a twist."Hazel," her dad called from the patio, and she walked to him. Nady and her mom joined, and it was at this moment that she realized something was wrong."What happened?" She asked nervously, and her parents exchanged looks before her mother sat next to her."Are you angry with us?" Mrs. Jones asked, but Hazel didn't reply; they already knew the answer, so why ask her?"Of course she is angry," her father butted in. "That's why we decided to make it
Hazel stood before the patriarch; she was having a court wedding while Nady was walking down the aisle with the man she was supposed to marry; her parents weren't even present."Miss Jones," the old man next to her called; apparently he was the butler of the Anderson family and brought the wedding documents, which Mr. Anderson had already signed."He must have been so sick to show up," Hazel thought before a paper was shoved at her."Please sign the papers," he said, and she nodded and signed the documents. After all the procedures, she got into the black limousine with the butler."Mrs. Anderson, do you need water?" The butler asked while shoving the bottle of water at her. Mrs. Anderson. She wasn't yet familiar with that name, but now it belonged to her. Was it a privilege or a curse?She took the water and gulped it at once. "Are you a virgin?" The butler asked, and she splashed out all the contents in her mouth and coughed hard; her eyes had turned completely red as she stared a
Hazel had tried to understand what he meant by meeting his expectations; wasn't he supposed to be disappointed that it wasn't Nady he married?"It's so hard to understand people," she hissed, and decided to eat, as she was starving.When she was done, she picked up the dirty plates when a maid hurried to her. "I will take them."Hazel smiled at the maid, "It's fine, I will...""Please, Mrs. Anderson," the maid insisted in a pleading tone. Hazel let her do her job and returned upstairs to the bedroom she was earlier assigned to.She pushed the door open and found Coyle on the bed; he was now dressed casually, had glasses on, and was focused on reading a document."Umm," she stuttered, not able to create a word. Was she supposed to share the bedroom and bed with him?"Silly me, we are married," Hazel thought, but that was still not enough reason."If you are sleepy, then go to bed. Don't stay up on my accord; I will be quiet with my work," Coyle said, not shifting his gaze from the docu
The car parked in front of the Anderson's mansion, and Hazel was still in deep thought, trying to understand everything that was going on.Why was this man being nice with her, and why did he make her family believe that he was comfortable with the marriage when from the first day he wanted to marry Nady?"I have some urgent work at the office; you should go in." Coyle brought her out of her trance; the driver had already pulled her side of the door open, patiently waiting for Hazel to step down."Mr. Anderson,""Coyle," he corrected. Hazel was confused for some seconds before she got to understand that he wanted her to call him by his name, but that felt so wrong to her."Have a nice day." Hazel had to refrain from what she wanted to say; it was better than calling his name; they weren't so close.She hurried down the car and walked into the mansion. She was visited with the loud clattering sound of dishes from the kitchen."What's happening?" Hazel walked to the kitchen, where she f
Hazel served dinner while in deep thought. The old lady had made her promise to show up when she knew fully well that Coyle didn't want that."Why did I have to promise her?" She sighed heavily, and her gaze moved to the stairs. Coyle was all freshened up and walked downstairs. She got all nervous and stood there like some kitten."Where did the maids go to?" Coyle asked with a frown, Why was his wife the one making dinner and even serving it?"I didn't find them when I got back home," she answered, and he nodded in understanding; his grandma must have sent them away.He pulled out a chair and stared at her; this left Hazel confused. What was she supposed to do?"Have a seat," he stated, and her eyes bulged. He was Coyle Anderson, so how could he be pulling out a chair for her? She had been with Max, and he never found it necessary to make such small gestures."Thanks" Hazel sat before Coyle did the same and scanned the meal on the table. A smile curled on his lips when he realized hi
Hazel got to the bedroom and found Coyle busy on a call, and she hurried and stood before him, sensing the urgency of the matter. Coyle hung up the call and raised a brow.“Have you seen the news? Uncle Arthur has been arrested.” Hazel said in disbelief and Coyle just stared at her with an unmoved reaction. She furrowed her brow before a chuckle escaped her lips; she now understood his words yesterday.“You did this?” she asked, and Coyle nodded; there was no way he was going to spare a man who killed his parents. Absolutely no way.“But I had no idea. What’s going on Coyle?” Hazel questioned, but Coyle smiled at her; he was happy, though not satisfied.He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer. “Don’t bother about such things; I already told you that you are not part of their family and life,” he muttered, and Hazel shook her head in denial.“They are your family, and some matters need to be discussed in between the members of the family first before you know… and I
Kev stared at Mia in disbelief. “What did you say?” Kev felt like she heard wrong.“I am going to transfer 10 million to you now and the remaining 10 million after you cancel the wedding and leave the country,” Mia explained, and Kev thought for a while.She walked back to Mia and folded her arms below her bosom. “Are you going to pay me 20 million to leave Jude?” Kev inquired again, and Mia nodded.“Then he must be really worth it. What makes you think I will leave my fiancé for money?” Kev chuckled.“Because you are with him for money,” Mia answered. She was losing her cool because Kev just rejected her offer. She knew well that Kev would accept at once because she loved money, but that wasn't the case.“You are pretty and have a lot of money; go find yourself a man and do not come for mine.” Kev snorted and turned to leave.Mia thought of Hazel’s words, so she quickly blurted it out, “Selene will be so disappointed to know you rejected this offer.”“You don’t know anything about Se
Hazel took the seat far from Nady and Max when her dad stood up. “I have an important conversation with Mr. Anderson; you guys should start without us.”Hazel didn’t pay attention to his words and dug in at once before Nady said, “Why aren’t you happy about my pregnancy?”Hazel clenched her fist and didn’t answer, “Why do they think I have a problem with her pregnancy?” Hazel wondered, what reaction did she give out that made them think this way?“Of course she is happy,” Max butted in. “Hazel is a gentle soul and can’t be sad about such a thing; we should be ashamed announcing such news to her after what we did to her,” Max added.“What did we do to her?” Nady frowned at Max.“We betrayed her and her trust; don’t you feel any remorse for what you did to your sister?” Max asked in disbelief, and Nady concentrated her gaze on her meal; she felt she didn’t do anything wrong.All she did was fight for her happiness; it was just that her happiness was at the expense of Hazel’s.“Okay, eno
Hazel was busy on her phone while waiting for Coyle to freshen up when she heard a car drive in.Hazel walked to the entrance and was a little surprised to find Mia. “Hello,” Mia waved at Hazel.“So you really are married to Coyle Anderson?” Mia questioned in amazement; it was still hard for her to believe it.Mia scanned the place before approaching Hazel. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”“I am still wondering how you got past security to come here,” Hazel chuckled.“Well, I have my ways. Anyways, we have more important matters to talk about, like how I can get my man.“I came up with a plan for tonight, but we can’t discuss it because I am heading out with Coyle, so how about tomorrow morning?” Hazel asked, but Mia shook her head in denial.The wedding was in a few hours, and she had no time to waste. “Why can’t you tell me the plan right now?”“Because it’s long and complex, and I have no time…”“Baby,” Coyle called as he walked downstairs; he heard some voices from the door.“I w
Hazel still had a questioning look before she approached Selene. “I am sorry about your situation, but don’t you think you should have rushed to the station or maybe the hospital first?” Hazel questioned, and Selene’s brows furrowed.She crouched and held her son. “My son was scared; will the police calm him?” Selene fired back, and Hazel rolled her eyes.“I don’t see your son crying or shivering; maybe he just isn't a good actor like you yet…” Hazel scolded before Coyle chimed in.“Stop,” he frowned at Hazel and Selene, who were about to get into a heated argument.“Hazel, it’s my problem, and I will take care of it. How about you go back inside?” Coyle asked, and Hazel clenched her fist. It his problem? Unbelievable.“Of course,” Hazel chuckled and walked back inside; she got dressed and picked her purse before coming downstairs.She found Selene walking out of the kitchen with a glass of water, which she handed to Sven. Hazel’s nails dug into her palms when Selene winked at her.“S
It was Sunday at 5am when Hazel went downstairs and busied herself trying to craft out some advertising methods they could use to promote their still-to-be-launched restaurant.She sipped her coffee and tried to focus, but damn, “Stop thinking about unnecessary things and focus,” Hazel scolded herself.“What are you doing?” Coyle asked from the stairs; he approached her and sat on the couch next to her… on the table where scattered documents about restaurant locations, and she was busy with her laptop.“Trying to work,” Hazel replied, and he chuckled. He had stopped her from working because he didn’t want his woman to stress her little body, but here she was.“It’s Sunday,” he reminded her. He doesn't go to work on a Sunday, so he could spend time with her, so why was she working?“And?” Hazel asked, her gaze still glued to her laptop.“Can we do something else?”Her gaze finally shifted from her laptop screen to him. “Well, Mr. Anderson, I am busy.”Coyle pouted; he was never busy fo
The limousine parked before one of the most expensive party halls in the country. The driver pulled the door open, and Coyle stepped down before he helped Hazel walk down, intentionally pulling her into his arms despite the paparazzi and guests who were present at the front.“What are you doing?” Hazel muttered; she realised there were a lot of gazes on them, and Coyle was making it worst by holding her so tight.“I just can’t wait to have you all to myself once we get back,” Coyle whispered, and her cheeks turned all red.Hazel took a step backwards with his hand still wrapped around her waist; they walked past the paparazzi, who kept asking hurtful questions about why he had chosen to finally reveal his identity to the public.Also asking about his son and Selene, wondering if his son will be the heir.They finally got into the hall, and Hazel couldn’t help but admit that those questions did affect her a little bit.“Baby” Coyle clenched her hand and smiled at her; she smiled back b
Hazel sipped her coffee as she continued discussing with Tasha about their restaurant location.“I think this one is a little far from the town; let’s take this one instead,” Tasha suggested, but Hazel wasn't giving in.She was in deep thought when Tasha waved her hand. “We have been at this for hours; let’s just think about it over again. I will be in town in three days,, so we could talk more.” Tasha explained,, and Hazel nodded; she just felt very low and wasn’t paying much attention.“Okay, now that we are done with business. Tell me about that little snake called Selene.”Hazel rolled her eyes. “Let’s not talk about her; her name alone is enough to ruin my day.” Hazel muttered,, and Tasha chuckled.“You are so strong, love. I am never staying with a man who cheated on me…”Hazel frowned at Tasha. “Coyle didn’t cheat,,” Hazel spouted. The only thing he did was hide the truth from her that he had a son; apart from that, there was nothing she considered cheating.“You are so inno
Mia hurried and got into the elevator, which was about to close. She turned to Jude with a frown. “Am I some epidemic? How could you avoid me this much?” She asked, and Jude sighed heavily.“You even asked the receptionist to lie to me, why?”“Isn't it obvious, Miss Johnson? I don’t want to talk or see you,” Jude answered, and Mia nodded; she understood that perfectly.“Maybe you are avoiding me because you know I will tell you the truth, the truth you know so well but you are scared to admit.” Mia blurted, and Jude’s brows furrowed. What truth?“The truth is that you are making a wrong decision by choosing to marry that woman; you know so well that she doesn't love you.”Jude chuckled and just prayed the fucking elevator would stop soon.“You know she only likes that you love and provide for her; don’t you see that?” Mia asked before she held his hand when he quickly pulled it away.“I see you are sad, Jude, so why do you feel obligated to marry someone who makes you sad?” Mia knew s