Women are a kind of creature. He met the sweet good one and a few terrible ones. Maybe in every Pamela, there would be ten of Emma's and five of Nelly. He doesn't have the time for women anymore. He just wants to be happy and live his life to the fullest. He's had enough of their meanness to the full and now, he wants a break. Pamela closed early and got home, ready to meet Louis for the date. She's been calling him and sending him texts,but he's not responding. There's something going on that she was yet to lay her fingers on. She got dressed and he sent her a text: my chauffeur is coming over to pick you. Pamela replied and said okay. She got dressed in an armless peplum blouse and a short skirt. She got her makeup kit in her bag. She cannot predict how much she and Louis were going to kiss each other. A minute to seven, his chauffeur arrived and Pamela got in. She sat alone at the back and asked the chauffeur where they were going and he said by the beach.
If he was so easily deceived, he wouldn't have been able to go far in presiding over Hayden's cooperation. He kept his gaze on her and didn't give her a chance of easiness. "Aunt Leah and I just said a few words to each other," Pamela said, looking away. Louis Hayden is too smart a guy. The few times she's been with him, she knows he is intelligent. "I want to know the exact thing you both said" Louis insisted. Then he continued, taking her hand and came over to sit by the river bank. "Aunt Leah asked me to stay away from her family…Pamela's eyes welled up with tears. She sniffled. Louis was quiet. He guessed as much. He knew his mother's words hurt Pamela. He saw her looks during the party after talking to his mom. He glanced at Pamela and saw that she was cleaning her tears. "Call her Mom. She's your mother and not your Aunt" Louis advised. Calling her mother will create another feeling of security and acceptance from Mom. He knows his mother too well an
Louis saw five missed calls, all from Pamela. He immediately called her back. "Pamela" he called as soon as she answered her phone. "I've called you earlier,"Pamela stated. He saw the towel around Louis' neck and water droplets still left on his face. He was bathing then, she guessed. "I was taking a bath," Louis replied. Was she worried about him and called to check on him? "Do you stay so long when taking a bath?" Pamela asked. "Yeah, sometimes when I need to take care of something. But is there a problem?" He asked and Pamela said nothing. She expected Louis to say something else but he didn't. They both stared at each other over the video. "I'm sorry for today" she apologised. "You haven't done anything to be sorry about. I was wrong to think the extreme, right? You said it's extreme" Louis mimicked in her words. Pamela was speechless. Louis Hayden was upset with her. He feels hurt by her refusal and perhaps it wasn't easy for him. "You said you we
Pamela remained there with her father until midnight. Louis eventually took her home. Louis insisted that Pamela come over to his Mansion because he couldn't let her remain alone. Emma was taken back to prison and Freya was accompanied by Greg back home. That night, Pamela looked weak and vulnerable. She told Louis she was really sorry about the way she treated her father especially, when she took his most precious asset, the house from him. She didn't get to make it up to him. Thanks to Lucas who took her to see him when he was in the hospital. That was the last time she saw him. He treated her better than Freya and Emma. She heard a number of times he argued with Freya over exposing a certain secret. A secret she later knew to be that she was adopted. When Lucas told her why he supported the arranged marriage back then, when he(Louis) was in a coma, she let go her grudges against him. "In your quest for revenge Pamela, you went overboard. To me, and to you
Louis opened his eyes. He thought she was asleep already. He caressed her hair and answered "my love". Seeing she snuggled closer, he held her tightly. "Make Love to me" Pamela requested. She wants it now. She's ready and hopes he agrees to her request. Louis paused. There was silence for a few seconds. Is she talking in her sleep? That's if there's anything like that. He didn't move nor did he respond to her. He would pretend to have fallen asleep. He would assume he didn't hear what she said. "I know you heard me, don't pretend to be asleep. I haven't slept either, I was waiting for you to grant my request"Pamela tucked him. "Let's just sleep tonight. Next time we do it" Louis Hayden rebuffed. He gently moved away from her, creating a space between them. "You are paying me back in my coins, right?" Pamela asked, snuggling closer and pulling him harder towards herself than before, she placed her hand on the button of his pyjamas. "No, I'm not. This isn't t
"No, nothing," Pamela replied and Louis nodded. He got out of bed in complete nudity and Pamela looked away. "Get a boxer or wear anything to cover your body" she suggested. "I am going for a bath already? Besides you and I, who else is here?" Louis asked and chuckled aloud. He wondered if women still get shy after having sex with a man. But he practically cannot hide his body from her henceforth. Pamela didn't reply but wasn't comfortable to look at him. She turned and tried getting out of bed but felt like she's got a tear, a pain between her legs and wetness. She glanced at Louis and their eyes met. He squinted and pulled the quilt. His eyes went immediately to the bed covering and saw blood stains, it was much. He glanced back at Pamela and saw her looking away. He walked over to the other side of the bed and raised her up. As she stood up, he saw she was still having blood on her and held her close. "Looks like you're still bleeding" he declared and said "st
Pamela was dazed. What does it mean? CCTV footage in the master bedroom as well? "No, was there any?" She asked. "Yes" Louis answered and his facial expression went cold. "When you made Hayden's cooperation go bankrupt or let's say, when you tried ruining us, I was tempted to send your nude videos into the internet and that would have been the end of you. Remember you would always walk out of the bathroom, with a scanty towel around your waist and you would admire yourself before the mirror, pulling the towel off. I didn't do it, because then, I was already in love with you" he paused and saw her shocked expression. "I couldn't destroy your self esteem and reputation to satisfy my ego or revenge on you. My kids, how will they be able to walk shoulder high in society when their mother's nudity was already seen by everyone on the internet? I can't just do it, Pamela. I had waited for the day when I would go nude before you and tell you about it and it happened. An
Louis glanced at Lucas sharply but didn't probe further. What does he mean by those words? Is Pamela's real parents known, her father to be precise? At least her mother was a princess. "Pamela's father is Greg and Freya's elder brother. None of them know the real relationship they shared but I happened to know about it. She's their niece not by adoption but by blood relation. Greg and Freya have the same eyes and hair colour. Compare the both to Pamela. I haven't found the right time to tell her how related she is to the Freeman's because she's one herself.." Lucas explained. Louis discovered a secret. He knew Pamela's parents met in Middletown City but didn't expect that her father had the guts to get involved with a princess despite being from a middle class family. Love has no regard for class and status, indeed. The funeral was conducted and Pamela was sobbing. Her eyes had gone red and Louis had held her in an embrace. Freya and Emma held each other and Lucas he