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
“I am fine; it won’t take long to make one, so let it be." Hazel tried convincing him, but he had already made up his mind. He held her shoulders, pushing her gently on the bed so she could go back to sleep, covered her body with the duvet, and picked up his phone.“I will be back,” he assured her and walked to the door when she called out for him.“Did I ruin the anniversary?” she asked in a guilty tone.“I told you to stop thinking of unnecessary things, right?” He questioned, and a frown formed on her face.“What are the necessary things? You always say everything is unnecessary,” she scoffed. If he didn't want to answer, then let him not, but
The next morning at 6am, Hazel freshened up and walked downstairs. She found Ray and Coyle asleep on the couch, and this made her feel bad; now she felt guilty for closing the door last night.But when she thought of how they both took her for a fool yesterday, a frown formed on her lips, and she clicked a photo of Ray and sent it to Tasha while adding the message.“Come pick up your husband,” she chuckled. Tasha’s response came in immediately.Tasha: I don’t have a husband; you could give him out to the maid.And then another message popped up.Tasha: Come to the gate.Hazel was confused; why should she go to the gate? She took a last look at Coyle before she walked out of the house and hurried to the gate.To her surprise, she found Tasha by the gate, leaning on her car.Immediately Tasha spotted Hazel; she pulled her into a tight hug as her eyes became sore. “I was so scared when they told me you were kidnapped; who will dare do such a thing?”It was at 2am that Ray found it necess
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 couldn’t get over the excitement of getting a new car; she kept staring at the car with a smile on her face. She was finally brought out of her trance by a call from Coyle; he had left for work two hours ago. Why was he suddenly calling? She thought before the call got connected.“Hello?”“I will pick you up tonight; let’s have dinner,” he said, and Hazel had a bright smile on her face.“Okay,” she answered, and he said a few things before the call disconnected.Hazel sent a message to Tasha asking if they could go shopping as she wanted to get a ring for Coyle, and Tasha agreed at once; after all, she didn't want to be stuck at home.Minutes later, Tasha showed up at the Anderson’s mansion, and as she walked down to her car, her gaze was focused on the new car at the entrance.“Hey.” Hazel approached her so they could leave, but Tasha pointed at the car.“Did Coyle get a new car?”A smile crept on Hazel’s lips, and Tasha got to understand what was going on just from her smile.
Damon said this while ignoring Coyle’s threatening gaze; he thought, “If he thinks sending me to jail will make me fear him, then he should think again.”“I will leave now.” Hazel waved at Muna and Dora before she got her purse upstairs and left the mansion with Coyle. He sat next to her, busy on his phone, while she focused on the city view during the drive.Soon, the car parked in front of the Anderson mansion, and they both walked down the car, and Hazel was about to walk in when she noticed a brand new Mercedes Benz GLE by the side and got curious.“Did someone come?” Hazel thought they must have visitors and was even more curious to get to the sitting room to see who it was.On arrival, she couldn't find anyone. “No one?”“Coyle,” Hazel called; only then did she realise he was behind her and had a car key extended towards her.“If you don’t like the colour or mark, then I will get it changed,” Coyle explained, and Hazel’s eyes widened in shock.“What?” she muttered in disbelief,
Damon said this while ignoring Coyle’s threatening gaze; he thought, “If he thinks sending me to jail will make me fear him, then he should think again.”“I will leave now.” Hazel waved at Muna and Dora before she got her purse upstairs and left the mansion with Coyle. He sat next to her, busy on his phone, while she focused on the city view during the drive.Soon, the car parked in front of the Anderson mansion, and they both walked down the car, and Hazel was about to walk in when she noticed a brand new Mercedes Benz GLE by the side and got curious.“Did someone come?” Hazel thought they must have visitors and was even more curious to get to the sitting room to see who it was.On arrival, she couldn't find anyone. “No one?”“Coyle,” Hazel called; only then did she realise he was behind her and had a car key extended towards her.“If you don’t like the colour or mark, then I will get it changed,” Coyle explained, and Hazel’s eyes widened in shock.“What?” she muttered in disbelief,
Hazel had an embarrassed look before she shook her head in denial. “What are you apologising for?” she muttered.“I thought Coyle left. I wanted to talk to you before you went to bed, but we can talk tomorrow,” Muna explained and turned to leave when Hazel quickly stopped her.“We could talk now,” Hazel suggested, and Coyle frowned at her before he stood up and walked to the door. He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer to him.“We were having an important conversation,” he reminded her with a teasing look, and she slipped away from him and hurried out of the bedroom.“I will talk with Grandma first,” she chuckled and walked forward before turning to face Muna. “Won’t you come?”Muna sighed heavily before she followed Hazel; they went to Muna’s bedroom, and she closed the door. Hazel noticed there were a lot of pieces of jewellery on the bed, expensive ones, and she had a bright smile.“Grandma, do you want me to help you choose what jewellery will suit you?” Hazel
The family was finally done with dinner, and Coyle stood up with his gaze on Hazel. “Grandma, we will leave now,” he said, and Muna shook her head in denial, she didn't want Hazel to leave, especially not tonight.“Hazel isn't too well; how about you let her return tomorrow?” She suggested, and Coyle frowned. Why will he return without his wife? Especially when he had already released Damon from jail, will he give him the chance to come close to his wife?“I also want to spend the night,” Hazel chimed in, and Coyle frowned at her, but she ignored his look and turned her attention to Sam.“Are you also spending the night here, Aunt?”“No, I need to leave.” Sam stood on her feet and pecked her mum’s cheeks before she patted Hazel’s shoulder.“You will feel better by tomorrow morning. Good night.” She waved at the family and left.Audrey quickly left for her bedroom after having dinner, and Muna knew the couple needed some time alone, so she stood up.“Let’s go to bed; it’s late,” Muna s
Fortunately for Hazel, she arrived downstairs and found the family having dinner and was starving, and Sam was present; she had heard what happened to Hazel and felt sad for her.“Hazel, how is your hand?” Sam asked, and Hazel stared at her hand before she feigned a smile.“It wasn't that serious, Aunt.”“Of course, Sommer said that.” Audrey snorted; she can’t believe they had sent her cousin out of the house because of Hazel.“Stop with the attitude,” Dora frowned at her daughter, who snorted.“I don’t understand why you all had to send Sommer out just because of this low-class woman. Is that how low you all have gone?” Audrey yelled; she knew they were all being nice to Hazel because they wanted to get on Coyle’s good side; after all, he was the master of their home.“Speak to my wife that way one more time and you will wish you never did,” Coyle warned as he approached the dining table.All Audrey could do was clench her fist below the table; she knew just like how Coyle had sent D
Hazel walked into the sitting room and spotted Muna on the couch with some kneading thread; she got curious and approached Muna.“What are you doing, Muna?” Hazel asked and sat next to Muna, who shoved the little pullover she was kneading to Hazel.“It’s been long since I knitted a pullover, so I am trying to reacquire my skills,” she chuckled, and Hazel nodded.Muna suddenly had a slight frown on her face before she dropped the threads and focused her gaze on Hazel.“Does Coyle talk to you about the problems he faces at the company?” Muna asked, and Hazel shook her head in denial. She never asked, and he also never told her, but she had no issues with that; it’s not like she was going to understand a thing.“You know, his dad was a good investor, but he went bankrupt after investing in a technology; the technology never got to the market,” Muna explained.“He lost a lot and was also losing his mind; he had taken two years off the company to study how technology products are being mar
Hazel sat on the bench beside the garden while sipping the coffee; all she thought about was Coyle.She was trying to figure out what he was doing at this moment and if he would come back, also how she could make it up to him.The ringing sound from her phone suddenly interrupted her thoughts; it was a call from Mia.“Hello, Mia?” Hazel said once the call got connected.“Did you really drop a resignation letter?” Mia asked in disbelief, Why would her secretary just wake up one morning and choose to quit her job without letting her know in advance?“I am sorry, Mia; maybe we could talk in person?” Hazel asked, since she no longer worked for Mia. Then it was only right she told her about Coyle Anderson.“You now want to fix a meeting with me?” Mia snorted before she ended the call.Hazel sighed heavily; she knew she was in the wrong for suddenly leaving her job without any good excuse, but she didn't send the resignation letter; Coyle did.Her phone rang one more time, and she quickly c