Hazel ended the call with her mum and had found the perfect pair of earrings. She picked up her purse and approached the seller and shoved the earrings to her.“Please add this with the ring.”The lady nodded and asked for Hazel’s card, which she handed, and it was swiped.“Thanks,” Hazel smiled at the lady before she turned to leave the shop with Tasha, but an alarm signalled.The security guards quickly rushed towards them, but this left them surprised.“Why did the alarm set on? We paid for the jewellery,” Tasha asked in a confused tone before the seller lady walked towards them.“Hum, it must be a false alarm. Can you please hand the jewellery to me and try to walk out again?” she asked in a respectful tone, as the ladies had just bought two expensive pieces of jewellery, and they couldn’t be thieves.Hazel handed the jewellery back to the lady and tried stepping out of the shop, and it signaled an alarm again.“What’s happening?” Hazel asked, confused.“I am sorry, ma’am, but can
Hazel chuckled before she sipped the wine, and she could still feel some grape remains on her lips. “So good,” Hazel commented, and Coyle stood up and approached her. He extended his hand to her, which she took with a confused look.“The problem is, I trust you a lot. And since you think the wine is so good, then I want to have a taste,” he muttered before his lips moved to her neck and he placed a soft, wet kiss.“Umm, I am starving.” Hazel spouted, trying to stop him from being naughty in a public place. It’s true there was no one else in the restaurant, but what if the servers were somewhere watching?He pouted and wrapped his hand around her waist. “Why do you treat your husband so badly?”“Why do you mistreat me as well?” She asked, and he raised a brow, wondering how he mistreated her.“Fine, food” Coyle returned to his seat and pressed the button next to him; the servers displayed a lot of meals on the table, and Hazel dug in at once.She had a stressful day and was famished; C
Coyle was deep in thought and didn’t pay attention to the shareholders, who kept placing their concern about how he went ahead to sign a contract without their opinion.“Mr. Anderson,” Jude called, since he noticed Coyle was not being attentive, Coyle sighed heavily, and his gaze moved to the door.This time around, Hazel didn’t come to his office and try to fix things; this time he knew it was his fault and he had to make it up.“Get me flowers and chocolates.” Coyle ordered Jude, and this made the shareholders confused and angry; did he take them for a joke?“We know you are the CEO, but our money is on the line,” one of the oldest shareholders, Mr. John, said angrily. He had called the other shareholders and organised a meeting because he was upset about Coyle treating them like nothing.“Did you lose any money?” Coyle asked, and there was no reply; he leant forward and asked.“You each have little shares in this company, and I do my best to make sure you get your money's worth whi
Coyle’s finger traced her stomach, and her grip on his shoulder tightened with every one of his touches.“You are so pretty,” he whispered and pulled her closer to him; their bodies collided together before they engaged in a deep kiss.Coyle was quick to unhook her bra and placed soft kisses on her neck.“Hmm,” he muttered after taking a proper look at her, how perfectly she was created; one his hands chose to play with one of her peaches when he placed the other in his mouth, teasing every corner of her body like his life depended on it.“Mr. Anderson,” a knock came from the door, but Coyle didn't care; he flipped Hazel over the bed and stood between her thighs and bit his lip.“Sharon is at the door,” Hazel muttered, and Coyle also didn't pay attention to her words; right now he was like a desperate man who just couldn't hold back himself.His hands rubbed her thighs as she gripped tightly on the sheets.“Coyle” Ray’s loud voice could be heard from the door, and this caused him to f
Hazel walked towards Nady angrily. “What are you doing here?” she asked, and Nady rolled her eyes.“Our parents and your in-laws are downstairs. We will go to the cemetery together. So I decided to come upstairs and be the first to greet you," Nady explained, and Hazel rolled her eyes.“Get out of my bedroom,” she scolded, and Nady stood up, her gaze locked with Hazel’s.“You mean the bedroom that was originally mine? Don’t forget you are living my life.” Nady made sure to remind Hazel this every time they met, as she felt like her sister had a short memory.“So what? You are not Coyle Anderson’s bride, and that is a fact". Hazel mocked in disbelief. Didn't her sister get tired of such arguments?“You claimed to be Coyle’s wife, but yet you couldn't even convince him to give Max a job.”Hazel burst out in laughter. “I thought he got a job already,” Hazel muttered before she went into deep thought.“He has been texting me about the weather conditions and what type of clothes to wear b
Tasha parked her car before the cemetery and walked down with Hazel when they spotted Arthur and Damon.“Hello, uncle.” Hazel greeted and Arthur smiled at her when Damon extended his hand towards her.“How are you doing, dear sister-in-law?”Hazel stared at his hand for a while before she ignored it, and the awkward moment was interrupted when Muna’s car arrived and they walked down to the car.“Hazel, did Coyle tell you at what time he will be here?” Dora asked, and Hazel smiled awkwardly. He said he would show up, but he wasn't here yet.Did he get too busy at work and forget about his parents death anniversary?“He must be on his way.” Tasha chimed in and responded, and she noticed Nady roll her eyes, but Tasha had a mocking look. If not for attention, then why will Nady ever show up here? It’s not like she valued her sister that much.“Are we going in or not? Some of us need to hurry back to work after this," Damon snorted, and a car drove in; Hazel’s eyes lit up but were quickly
Coyle parked the car in front of the mansion, and some workers hurried to them with umbrellas as it was already pouring.In the sitting room, Sharon offered them two cups of coffee.“I have some work in the study,” Coyle said and hurried upstairs while Hazel sipped her coffee while in deep thought. Didn't he think of going to change his clothes first? Or maybe put on something warmer.She dropped the coffee and walked to her bedroom, took out a T-shirt and a pullover before she approached Coyle’s study and knocked.“You know you don't have to knock.” Coyle's voice came from inside. Hazel pushed the door and walked towards him; he just stood by the window checking out some documents.“Maybe you could change into this,” Hazel suggested, and Coyle’s gaze lingered on the clothes she held.“You could help me with it.” A teasing smile formed on his lip; he dropped the documents on the table and stood before Hazel, whose gaze was on the ground.“You are a grown-up, so how do I help you put o
Coyle carried Hazel and slowly dropped her on the bed with their gazes locked together.He trailed his finger on her thighs, and she gripped the sheets and closed her eyes as she felt his fingers move up her thighs.“I... I am hungry.” Hazel rushed down the bed to leave when he held her hand and pulled her back towards him.Coyle stood behind her and pulled off her zipper as her dress fell off her body; Hazel’s chest heaved as she felt his lips on her bare back.He gathered her hair and shoved it to the side while placing soft kisses on her neck.“I love you so much, baby,” Coyle whispered before he unhooked her bra and pulled it off her body; his hand cupped her breast and struck it when a soft moan escaped her lips.“Do you wish to tell me something?” Coyle whispered, and Hazel nodded; she bit her lower lip and felt her legs go all numb.“I... I know why you married me,” she spouted, and Coyle chuckled before he spun her to face him and kissed her. That wasn't what he wanted to hear
Hazel stopped on her path and thought about what she promised herself: never to leave her home for another woman.So she walked to the dining table with her gaze locked with Selene's.“I will make sure to wipe that smirk off your face,” Hazel promised herself.“Hazel dear, I am glad you are here.” Muna said with a wide smile, and she stood up and pulled a chair out for Hazel.“She has hands, Grandma,” Audrey scoffed, and Hazel ignored her before she pushed the seat back in.“Thanks, Muna, but I didn’t come here to have breakfast with your little family. I am here to see..." Hazel was saying when Dora chimed in.“Why are you speaking this way, dear? You are part of our family.”Hazel just nodded, though she didn’t feel that way at all.“My dear sister-in-law,” Damon’s voice echoed from upstairs; he hurried towards her with a wide smile.Who would have thought his call would bring her here?He couldn’t meet with her since she no longer worked at her old company and was always at home.“
Hazel walked downstairs to make breakfast and was surprised to find Sven on the couch, busy on his iPad.She frowned her brow and scanned the place but couldn’t find Selene, so she approached the kid.“Umm, hello,” Hazel called, and Sven’s gaze moved to her; he completely ignored her and continued playing his video games.“What’s your name?” Hazel questioned. After all, her problem was with Selene and not the kid; he didn’t wish to have a mother like Selene.“It’s none of your concern, maid.” Sven spouted, and Hazel’s brows furrowed.“Maid?” she asked in disbelief. How could this kid refer to her as a maid? Did she look like one?“Yes, aren't you the maid of this house? So tell me why you are talking to me instead of making me breakfast." Asked the little kid, and Hazel chuckled.“Fine, I will make you breakfast. What do you want to eat?” “Whatever my daddy eats, just go and also get me a glass of water.” Sven waved his hand at Hazel, who nodded and left for the kitchen.Hazel couldn
Muna felt bad and took a step closer to Hazel; she cupped Hazel’s cheeks with her palms and said, “Coyle has wanted to tell you this for weeks now, but he was scared.”Hazel shook her head in denial; she knew Coyle so well, and he was anything but scared.“How come even the people who hate him couldn't tell me that?” She asked in disbelief; Audrey, Sommer, or Damon could have blurted that to her, but they didn't.They kept mute and watched her make a fool out of herself. “I always thought you considered me as a granddaughter, Muna, but the fact that you could keep such a thing from me really breaks me.” Hazel muttered and walked out of the house no matter how many times they kept calling her.Now all she wanted was to be alone, Hazel sat at the park close to the mansion for more than three hours just contemplating and trying to understand everything happening.“I don’t hate the fact that he has a kid; I hate the fact that he lied to me and broke the trust I have for him,” Hazel though
Mr. Jones was busy going through some business documents. He had become very serious these days ever since Coyle told him he was still going to invest in his company if he worked with a man abroad and made him come to the country.“Here.” Mrs. Jones filled his empty cup of coffee, and both their gazes moved to the door when they heard footsteps approach.It was Hazel.She stomped in and walked past them. “Hazel,” her mum called, but Hazel didn’t stop; she headed upstairs to her old bedroom and closed the door, and her parents exchanged confused looks.“Do you think she argued with her husband?” Mrs. Jones asked, and this got Mr. Jones worried: Did his daughter anger Coyle or what?“She is your daughter; go verify,” he said, and Mrs. Jones nodded before she hurried upstairs and knocked at the door.“Hazel,” she called, but there was no response.“What happened? Did you get into an argument with Coyle?” Mrs. Jones kept asking, but there was no response.While Hazel leant against the doo
The lady next to Hazel had a wide smile on her face; she was blonde with brown eyes.The lady was no other than Selene; she walked past Hazel and stood before Coyle.“Hello Coyle, our son missed you a lot. That’s why I showed up,” she explained at once, because she didn’t want him to get upset.Coyle shoved the little boy to the side and walked to Hazel, who looked all pale, like she had just seen a ghost.“You... you are injured; let’s go home,” he said, and Hazel couldn’t believe that was what he was bothered about.This child just called him daddy; won’t he explain what’s happening?Hazel raised her hand and pointed at the kid. “Is that your son?” she questioned, and he bowed his head and clinched her hands.“Baby, let’s talk at home, please.” Coyle muttered, and Selene walked towards them.She found out yesterday that Coyle was married and immediately took the next flight to the country, but she still had her doubts.Now she realised the lady she had just scolded was Coyle’s wife.
It was around 6 pm when Coyle returned from work and found Hazel on a video call with Tasha in the sitting room.They were busy discussing their new restaurant, and Hazel had no idea that Coyle was by the door watching her.“Let’s check it out tomorrow, then.”Then a frown formed on her face. “How many times will I tell you that I don't want him investing or helping me? We could always get other investors, but just not Coyle.” Hazel scolded Tasha, who kept insisting they go the easier way.“Why?” Coyle asked, and Hazel flinched; she never expected he would be back this early.“Umm, you are back.” She smiled at him and ended the call. Coyle strode and stood before her.“Why are you in the sitting room and not on the bed?” he asked, and she chuckled and sighed in relief; for a moment she thought he heard her conversation with Tasha.“I waited for long, but you didn’t show up.” Hazel answered, and he scanned the place before holding her hand and pulled her up.“Now I am back, so?”His li
Coyle carried Hazel and slowly dropped her on the bed with their gazes locked together.He trailed his finger on her thighs, and she gripped the sheets and closed her eyes as she felt his fingers move up her thighs.“I... I am hungry.” Hazel rushed down the bed to leave when he held her hand and pulled her back towards him.Coyle stood behind her and pulled off her zipper as her dress fell off her body; Hazel’s chest heaved as she felt his lips on her bare back.He gathered her hair and shoved it to the side while placing soft kisses on her neck.“I love you so much, baby,” Coyle whispered before he unhooked her bra and pulled it off her body; his hand cupped her breast and struck it when a soft moan escaped her lips.“Do you wish to tell me something?” Coyle whispered, and Hazel nodded; she bit her lower lip and felt her legs go all numb.“I... I know why you married me,” she spouted, and Coyle chuckled before he spun her to face him and kissed her. That wasn't what he wanted to hear
Coyle parked the car in front of the mansion, and some workers hurried to them with umbrellas as it was already pouring.In the sitting room, Sharon offered them two cups of coffee.“I have some work in the study,” Coyle said and hurried upstairs while Hazel sipped her coffee while in deep thought. Didn't he think of going to change his clothes first? Or maybe put on something warmer.She dropped the coffee and walked to her bedroom, took out a T-shirt and a pullover before she approached Coyle’s study and knocked.“You know you don't have to knock.” Coyle's voice came from inside. Hazel pushed the door and walked towards him; he just stood by the window checking out some documents.“Maybe you could change into this,” Hazel suggested, and Coyle’s gaze lingered on the clothes she held.“You could help me with it.” A teasing smile formed on his lip; he dropped the documents on the table and stood before Hazel, whose gaze was on the ground.“You are a grown-up, so how do I help you put o
Tasha parked her car before the cemetery and walked down with Hazel when they spotted Arthur and Damon.“Hello, uncle.” Hazel greeted and Arthur smiled at her when Damon extended his hand towards her.“How are you doing, dear sister-in-law?”Hazel stared at his hand for a while before she ignored it, and the awkward moment was interrupted when Muna’s car arrived and they walked down to the car.“Hazel, did Coyle tell you at what time he will be here?” Dora asked, and Hazel smiled awkwardly. He said he would show up, but he wasn't here yet.Did he get too busy at work and forget about his parents death anniversary?“He must be on his way.” Tasha chimed in and responded, and she noticed Nady roll her eyes, but Tasha had a mocking look. If not for attention, then why will Nady ever show up here? It’s not like she valued her sister that much.“Are we going in or not? Some of us need to hurry back to work after this," Damon snorted, and a car drove in; Hazel’s eyes lit up but were quickly