“I feel sleepy, good night.” Hazel threw a fake smile at him and slightly took his hand off her waist and crouched to the other end of the bed and covered her body with the duvet.“So you will be able to sleep peacefully after giving me such a response?" Coyle couldn't help but ask; she raised her hand up and showed a thumbs up; this caused him to sneer before he stood up.“I will spend the entire day at the office,” he said, walking to the bathroom before he stopped.“I thought of clearing my schedule and accompanying you to Pearl’s fashion home, but a rebound guy needs to keep their dignity. So I will ask Pearl to come home, so be back from work early,” he snorted when Hazel sat up the bed and stared at him in disbelief.“I didn't call you a rebound,” she retorted, but he ignored her and walked to the bathroom.“What? I just said I am not sure if..."Hazel hit the bed angrily; she couldn't understand him at all.**The next morning, Hazel woke up and didn't find Coyle, so she knew he
“What are you doing here?” Tasha clenched her fist angrily when Ray walked towards her; he held her hand and pulled her towards him.“Excuse us, father,” Ray said to Mr. Wood before he dragged Tasha upstairs to her bedroom and closed the door when Tasha hurried to him and kept hitting his chest.“How dare you pull me that way? You jerk.” she was fuming with rage, and Ray could only let her hit him; he knew the hot-blooded lady he had married.Ray wrapped his hand around her waist and smiled at her. “Calm down, sugar.”Tasha pushed him away and pointed a finger at him. “Don't you dare touch me,”This caused Ray to chuckle. “You are my wife; I have every right to do with you as I please. You left your insatiable husband for days; don't you think you have to make up for that?”Tasha snorted, “You are a man; don't you know how to quench that insatiable desire?” Raymond frowned and took a step closer to him. “We need to talk seriously; you can’t just push all the faults to me and leave a
Coyle pushed his office door open as they both walked in. His gaze was on Hazel’s face, and she tried so hard not to stare at him.“I had no idea a rebound would get such privilege,” he chuckled, and this caused her to pout.“I didn't call you a rebound,” she retorted, and he walked to his desk and dialed a number, which soon got connected.“A cup of coffee, a glass of juice...” he was saying when he paused and looked at Hazel.“Would you want some snacks?” “I am starving,” Hazel muttered. She didn't have breakfast this morning because of him and also couldn't concentrate on her stomach needs because Coyle had occupied his mind.“So snacks won't do?” Coyle asked with a playful tone, and this made her realize he seemed to be in a very good mood today.“Why are you so...you know?” she couldn't help but ask when Coyle dropped the phone and leaned on his desk and extended his hand towards her.“I didn't get you; could you come closer?” He asked, and she shook her head in denial, knowing
Coyle parked the car in front of a five-star restaurant not too far from Anderson Group, and they both walked in. He reserved a private table where Hazel was quick to pick up the menu and order a lot of meals.“Is this how cute she gets when she feels comfortable with someone?” Coyle thought with a chuckle, The last time they had stepped out to have coffee... She was just so reserved, and her hands were wrapped together.But now she sat there with an impatient look, constantly checking the time and wondering why their order wasn't here.“Why didn't you have breakfast?” Coyle asked, and Hazel thought for a while. After she couldn't find him when she woke up, she totally forgot about breakfast and left for work, but she felt embarrassed to tell him that.“I wasn't hungry then,” she answered.“People don’t have breakfast because they are hungry; they do because it’s healthy,” he stated, and she shook her head in denial; she didn't think he was right. People only had breakfast because the
Coyle walked past Pearl and comfortably sat on the couch. “Just get her dress, thank you," was Coyle’s reply. Sometimes he wonders what his grandma and Pearl always talk about, which leads to them talking about silly stuff.It’s not been long since he got married to Hazel, and they were already fantasizing about great grandkids. Muna was over the moon for no reason.“Maybe she isn't yet pregnant because of you, you are so busy with work that you didn't even give your wife a honeymoon,” Pearl snorted before he held Hazel’s hand and took her to a walk-in closet.Minutes later, Hazel stepped out dressed in a blue mermaid gown, it was sleeveless and had little diamonds embedded on the upper part. She stared at Coyle anxiously, waiting for his reply.A frown formed on Coyle’s face, of course, she looked so beautiful in the dress. It would have been okay if she was wearing the dress for his view only; why will he let his woman expose her cleavage and shoulders?“I don't like,” he replied,
Coyle just couldn't take his eyes off Hazel; she looked so beautiful, and the shy look on her face made him amused."Come,” he ordered, but she shook her head in denial; she preferred standing at a distance."Hazel,” he called, and she slowly dragged her feet towards him. He held her hand and pulled her; this made her sit on his thigh with his hand around her waist.“So beautiful,” he muttered, and Hazel looked away while rubbing her palms together. Coyle approached her lips when she leaned backward.“Don’t bother, I won't cross your line,” he assured her before he kissed her neck, and she had to close her eyes and tighten her grip on his shirt. His lips moved to her shoulders as he kept showering her with kisses.“You are so pretty, baby,” he muttered and captured her lips with his, pulling her head closer so he could deepen the kiss while feeling her body against his.They were in a passionate moment and were suddenly interrupted by the knock at the door. Coyle frowned and choosed t
The next day, Hazel stayed at home angrily. She had lied to Mia that she was not feeling well and couldn't show up for work; she spent her entire day watching a movie alone since Coyle was at the office.Her phone kept chiming new messages from Coyle, and all she did was read the messages; a new message arrived, adding to the others.Coyle: Are you upset?Coyle: I will make it up to you; you won’t regret not going to work.Coyle: Come on, baby, just reply.“Mrs. Anderson,” Sharon called, bringing her out of her trance. Behind Sharon was a group of makeup artists who had come to prepare her for the party tonight.“Good day, Mrs. Anderson,” the leader greeted, and Hazel was about to reply when her phone rang. She checked the caller, and it was an unknown number.“He now uses a strange number to call me." Hazel chuckled, knowing fully well that it was Coyle, and connected the call.“Why did...” she was saying and suddenly paused when she heard a lady’s voice.“Good evening, this is a nur
Coyle’s gaze was stuck on Hazel, who lay on the bed with the doctor examining her; he had never felt this tense and helpless and was also getting impatient with the doctor.“Is she alright?” He asked for the eleventh time, and the doctor chose to reply to him this time around.“She is very much alive, Mr. Anderson, so don’t be scared,” he assured Coyle, who sighed heavily, when he saw her unconsciously sitting in that car. So many thoughts had crossed his mind, and all he needed was a medical doctor’s opinion.The doctor stood up and walked towards Coyle. “A strong sedative was used to make her unconscious, but she is fine and will wake up when the effect dies down.”Coyle nodded. It’s okay. She could sleep, as long as it’s assured that she will wake up.“I will take my leave now; I will have the maid get the medication,” the doctor explained before he left. Coyle walked to the bed and sat next to Hazel. His finger brushed her cheek.“I am sorry,” he apologized. He felt this had happe
Hazel returned to the sitting room with two cups of coffee and one cup of warm milk for Sven. she shoved the coffee towards Muna and one to Sam who smiled at her.“Thanks dear”Haze didn’t reply, she walked to Sven with the cup of milk “Here”“Why are you giving me milk?” Sven asked, and Hazel was confused; if not to drink, then what else?“You don’t like milk?” she questioned, and Sven shook his head in denial.“But I didn’t ask for milk”—that was the kid’s reason, and Sam walked towards them.“Do you want to receive a beating?” Sam questioned, and Sven quickly shook his head in denial before he took the cup of milk from Hazel and walked to Muna.“Do you have difficulties with the kid?” Sam asked, and Hazel sighed heavily and folded her arms below her bosom.“Please, I really don’t want to exchange words with you.”“And I am not here for that.” Sam assured Hazel “Yesterday you made me realise my mistakes and how unfair I have been to my nephew… I owe you a lot, Hazel."“You are a goo
Coyle parked the car in front of the mansion, and his gaze shifted to Hazel, who kept avoiding eye contact with him.“Hazel,” he called, and she turned her gaze to him, and he noticed her face was wet from tears, and he felt his heart squeeze seeing his wife in such a condition.“I shouldn’t have spoken to Muna that way.” Hazel muttered; it was just the heat of the moment, and now Muna must feel very bad and very angry at her.“She will be fine, come.” Coyle walked down the car, but Hazel didn’t.So he pulled her car door open and carried her in his arms, and she wrapped her hand around his neck; she felt more comfortable this way.“I am sorry, Coyle. I should understand you more than everyone, but I don’t,” she confessed, and he kissed his teeth.“You do, baby,” he assured her before they walked upstairs to the bedroom, and he placed her on the bed.She was looking so tired, so he tucked her in the bed and rubbed her cheeks. “Go to sleep,” he whispered, and Hazel shook her head in de
Hazel was done freshening up and walked out of the bathroom when she bumped into Coyle; he had been standing by the door waiting for her.“Uhm...hey.” She was so nervous because of how they ended things at his office and turned to walk past him when he grabbed her hand and pulled her back.Hazel flinched and grabbed onto her towel, which was at the verge of leaving her body. “What…what are you doing?” Hazel stuttered, and he raised a brow.“Do I need a reason to want you close to me?” Coyle questioned, and she shook her head in denial.“I need to leave; I am sure Muna hasn’t eaten the entire day, so…”“I should have told you.” Coyle chimed in, and her brows furrowed.“I should have told you about Arthur and my plans,” he added, and Hazel nodded; he should have, but he didn't.“Why didn’t you?” She questioned, and he let go of her hand.“Maybe because I didn’t want you to dampen the fire in me, to make me forgive and let go.” He knew that was the type of person she was; she would have
Hazel drove back to the mansion and was visited by an unexpected scene. At the entrance of the house were Tasha and Mia in a heated argument.She could hear them yell from her car.“Hazel is my best friend, and I have every right to be here; as for you…you have no right,” Tasha scolded, and Mia chuckled.“You must be stupid for saying that. Do you really think I have no right to be here?” Mia asked, and Hazel sighed.She parked the car and walked towards them. “Hazel,” they both called in unison, and she frowned.“Seriously, what’s this about?” Hazel questioned angrily.“You are both adults but keep arguing every time you meet; don’t you both have more productive things to do with your lives?” Hazel scolded as tears rushed down her cheeks, and they both stared at her in disbelief.“What’s wrong, baby?” Tasha hugged Hazel tightly as she kept crying; she rubbed her hair and cleaned her tears.“It’s okay; I am here now, and I will take care of it. Just give me names.” Tasha said angrily,
Coyle chuckled and approached them. He stood in front of Muna and said, “I love you, Muna. I will do anything for you, but I love my parents as well, and they deserve justice.”“What stupid justice? Do you know how much Arthur loved his brother? Do you even know the bond they shared? How dare you think he would kill his brother?” Muna scolded, gripping her chest tightly. Damon quickly held her in his arms.“Come on, Muna. Let’s just leave. It’s obvious he’s sold his soul to the devil,” Damon muttered bitterly.Coyle clenched his fists but didn’t say another word. He knew Muna was already in a fragile state and didn’t want to hurt her further by responding.“If he’s innocent, then let him prove it. The cops wouldn’t have arrested him if they didn’t have evidence,” Coyle said as he walked back to his desk.Muna moved forward, her voice firm. “Show me the proof,” she demanded. She was determined to see what so-called "evidence" he had.“With pleasure.” Coyle retrieved some photos from 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