Elizabeth widened her eyes in shock. What did he just say? She's Annabelle? What's he blabbing? She's not fucking Annabelle! “You think I will not know? Even if you change your face and change everything about you. I will still recognize you, Annabelle. You can't deceive me,” he said with a dangerous smirk.Elizabeth gulped down, but didn't let her fear show. She's not weak. Elizabeth is never weak. With all her strength she pushed him away. She sat up from the bed as she held her neck, coughing and trying to catch her breath. Richard, who fell on the other side of the huge bed sat up as he glared at her. “What are you doing here, Annabelle. How dare you come back here after what you did.”“I don't know what came over you and what made you to speak such nonsense, but I'm not Annabelle.” Elizabeth said after filling her lungs with air as she climbed down the bed. “You reek of alcohol. I wonder how much you drank to the extent of talking rubbish. You need to go and freshen up. I belie
Richard still couldn't believe that Elizabeth is not Annabelle. He can't be wrong. She has to be Annabelle. There must be something that will expose her as Annabelle. He remembered that Annabelle has a birthmark under her left breast. He wants to check if the mark is still there, but how the fuck will he do that. The birthmark is fucking under her breast. He will be exposed to her entire breast and even have to raise it up if he wants to see the mark.He remembered the feelings of her breast in his palm, how soft they are. He wanted nothing but to play with them for a very long time until she chickened away. The taste of her lips, her scent, the feel of her body….. everything was driving him crazy that day. He wanted nothing but to fuck the hell out of her.“What the fuck am I thinking?” He muttered when he realized the thought in his mind. “Fuck!” He cursed, noticing his hardened ball.He can't believe that he got turned on by the mere thought of their little make out the other day.
Elizabeth drove the car by herself, she told her driver that she can handle it. When she was driving to the five star hotel, she noticed that a car was following her. It is definitely Richard. Did he send someone to trail her? Is he that suspicious of her, that he's now watching every one of her movements? She can't just let this be like this. She needs to make him stop being suspicious of her.If not that Mr. Hills said that they must meet today, she wouldn't have left without her driver the morning after Richard accused her of being Annabelle. Not going with her driver will definitely make him suspicious of her movement. But she has no choice. She can't trust anyone. No one must know that she met with Mr. Hills.She brought out her secret phone and quickly texted someone.‘Are you nearby? I want you to stop a car from trailing me. I don't know how you will do it, but you definitely have to pull it off. Richard will be more suspicious of me if he finds out that I meet with Mr. Hills.
“Doctor please save my baby.” Annabelle cried in pain. Her lower abdomen hurt, and the excruciating pain was tearing her apart.“I'm sorry, Mrs. Presley, we can't carry on with the operation without the blood transfusion,” the doctor politely explained for the umpteenth time.“Just start with the operation. Richard will be here very soon. He can't leave his child to die,” Annabelle whispered in pain. She felt as if her whole body was on fire. She just wants this pain to go away. She knew that Richard didn't love her nor care about her, but he couldn't be heartless enough to leave his child to die. He promised to give his blood to her in order to save their child. She has known Richard for three years, and he always keeps to his promise. He can't change now, not in this crucial moment.“The operation was scheduled around 7am. It is past eight already. We tried contacting Mr. Presley, but we couldn't reach him, I'm afraid he might not come,” the doctor said.“No, he will come. He will
Annabelle slowly opened her eyes, her head hurts a lot. She groaned as she tried sitting up but couldn't. Her whole body aches, especially her lower abdomen. It was as if all the pain in her body was centered there. Her hand moved to her stomach and something hit her mind….. her child. Her belly is flat, nothing is in there…. Where is her baby?It was like magic…. The way all the pains in her body disappeared as she jumped from the bed and removed the drip. She staggered as she looked around the room, searching for her baby. A nurse walked in and screamed in worry. “Mrs. Presley, you can't move from your bed. You haven't fully recovered.” The nurse quickly rushed towards her and tried to lead her to the bed but she jerked away from her grip. “Where is my baby, I can't find her.” Her voice was shallow, showing that her body was still weak and needed a good rest. “You need to calm down first Mrs. Presley. This is for your health.” The nurse was still adamant to safely take her to th
When Annabelle woke up, she saw Evelyn Presley, her mother-in-law and a slender, beautiful lady. Annabelle was disappointed that she was still alive. She thought she'd died. There was nothing to live for. Why didn't they let her die. Seeing Evelyn doesn't make things better. This woman has always hated her and made her life a living hell. Well, not just her but every member of the Presley family. They all treat her as a slave instead of a daughter-in-law. They constantly remind her that she's an orphan, and no matter how badly they treat her, there is nothing she can do. She has no one to turn to.Annabelle has no one…. No parents, no relatives. The only family she has doesn't love her. And the only man that she has ever loved hates her. Everyone thought she was living like a queen in the Presley family. No one knew she had been living in hell. Grandpa Jorge, the only member of the Presley family who has always loved Annabelle and always stood up for her, has been in a coma for almo
Five years later….Richard Presley sat in his office with a photo frame he'd vowed not to ever look at, but his heart always betrayed him. It's been five years already, but he has still not gotten over her. He'd supposed to hate her for what she did. He hates himself for still thinking about her after all these years. He was snapped out of his thoughts as he heard some unusual noise outside his spacious office. In the next few seconds, the door was forcefully opened as his secretary and Miss Anita Hernandez matched into the office. His secretary, Nancy, was trying to stop Anita, but the billionaire heiress was too stubborn. “I'm sorry, Mr. Presley, I tried stopping her,” Nancy quickly explained. She wouldn't let her boss think that she didn't do her job well. Richard had earlier instructed her that she shouldn't let anyone in. He needed some private time. Nancy tried acting on the instruction, but Anita was not someone she could easily handle.“It's okay, Nancy, you can leave,” Rich
Richard was so angry that he couldn't concentrate at work. He went to his favorite club, a place he often goes at night to get drunk and stop thinking about Annabelle for a second. Though the alcohol helps sometimes, it's just for the night. Richard has only one friend, Noah, and he is not in the city at the moment. Noah is his drinking mate, and he misses him. Though Noah can be a pain in the ass sometimes, he is still the only one who understands Richard the most and tolerates his stubborn and unbearable behavior. Noah was also the one that made him realize his love for Annabelle, though his pride wouldn't let him show the love to her. He wanted to believe that Annabelle behaved the way she did because of the way he treated her, but he definitely treated her well the last few months of their marriage, especially when she was pregnant. Though he couldn't express his love directly, he still made her feel it one way or the other. He didn't realize how much he loved her until he lost
Elizabeth drove the car by herself, she told her driver that she can handle it. When she was driving to the five star hotel, she noticed that a car was following her. It is definitely Richard. Did he send someone to trail her? Is he that suspicious of her, that he's now watching every one of her movements? She can't just let this be like this. She needs to make him stop being suspicious of her.If not that Mr. Hills said that they must meet today, she wouldn't have left without her driver the morning after Richard accused her of being Annabelle. Not going with her driver will definitely make him suspicious of her movement. But she has no choice. She can't trust anyone. No one must know that she met with Mr. Hills.She brought out her secret phone and quickly texted someone.‘Are you nearby? I want you to stop a car from trailing me. I don't know how you will do it, but you definitely have to pull it off. Richard will be more suspicious of me if he finds out that I meet with Mr. Hills.
Richard still couldn't believe that Elizabeth is not Annabelle. He can't be wrong. She has to be Annabelle. There must be something that will expose her as Annabelle. He remembered that Annabelle has a birthmark under her left breast. He wants to check if the mark is still there, but how the fuck will he do that. The birthmark is fucking under her breast. He will be exposed to her entire breast and even have to raise it up if he wants to see the mark.He remembered the feelings of her breast in his palm, how soft they are. He wanted nothing but to play with them for a very long time until she chickened away. The taste of her lips, her scent, the feel of her body….. everything was driving him crazy that day. He wanted nothing but to fuck the hell out of her.“What the fuck am I thinking?” He muttered when he realized the thought in his mind. “Fuck!” He cursed, noticing his hardened ball.He can't believe that he got turned on by the mere thought of their little make out the other day.
Elizabeth widened her eyes in shock. What did he just say? She's Annabelle? What's he blabbing? She's not fucking Annabelle! “You think I will not know? Even if you change your face and change everything about you. I will still recognize you, Annabelle. You can't deceive me,” he said with a dangerous smirk.Elizabeth gulped down, but didn't let her fear show. She's not weak. Elizabeth is never weak. With all her strength she pushed him away. She sat up from the bed as she held her neck, coughing and trying to catch her breath. Richard, who fell on the other side of the huge bed sat up as he glared at her. “What are you doing here, Annabelle. How dare you come back here after what you did.”“I don't know what came over you and what made you to speak such nonsense, but I'm not Annabelle.” Elizabeth said after filling her lungs with air as she climbed down the bed. “You reek of alcohol. I wonder how much you drank to the extent of talking rubbish. You need to go and freshen up. I belie
“What? That can't be possible.” Noah cuts in.“Why won't it be possible? She looks like Annabelle and I can't find anything on her as Elizabeth. She reminds me so much of Annabelle. Whenever I'm with her, I feel like Annabelle is there. Even when I kissed her….” He muttered the last sentence. “What if she's Annabelle and her goal is to destroy my family. What if she's here to take away everything my family has. It could be possible that she did surgery to change her face.”“Can you listen to yourself, Richard. Do you think Annabelle is capable of doing that?”“She is. Have you forgotten what she did five years ago.”“Come on buddy….. do you really believe that Annabelle could do such a thing?” Noah said with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He has tried severally to make his friend understand that the Annabelle they both knew can't do what they accused her of. Yes, the evidence was there but it was still hard to believe. What if that evidence was made up? Though he has tried to f
When Noah saw the news of Richard being married to Elizabeth Carter, he was so disappointed in his best friend. How can he give up on Annabelle? Though they have been searching for her for the past five years and still haven't found her, they still can't give up. He called Richard and he said that he will explain everything to him once he's back. Now that he's back, he can't wait to know why Richard suddenly got married to a woman that nothing much is known about. “Start talking buddy. Who is this Elizabeth Carter and why did you marry her?”Richard doesn't feel like saying anything to Noah right now but he has already promised to tell him everything once he's back. He took a deep breath and explained everything to him. Noah is one person that Richard tells everything to. He literally knows most of Richard's secrets. “So you are saying that you married her because you want to know what her true intentions of blackmailing you is. And right now, it seems that you are slowly falling i
Richard removed the coat wrapped around Elizabeth's body by the young man and gave it back to him.“I don't think my wife needs this anymore,” he said and grabbed Elizabeth's hand walking her to the car, but Elizabeth forcefully freed her hand from his grip. “Don't you think that you need to apologize first. You left me here in the cold, and now you come back and you are rude towards the person that was trying to help me.” “I……” he paused and ran his palm through his face. “Does that matter now? Whether I apologize or not, it won't change a thing. Come on, let's go, and stop being stubborn.”Elizabeth glared at him. What was she expecting? He will never change. Always a spoiled brat full of pride. She turned to the young man. “Thanks for your help. I really appreciate it.”“You are welcome.” The young man replied with a bright smile. Richard glared at him as he grabbed Elizabeth's hand, dragging her to the car. He's angry, but he can't even explain why he's angry. He opened the c
After work, Elizabeth didn't make use of her car. She was fast to enter Richard's car before the driver drove away.“What the fuck…. Why are you here?” The startled Richard asked. It was like a flash. He was pressing his phone and the next thing…. She was already in the car that was about to move. Elizabeth flashed him an innocent smile and adjusted to a good position. “My car was having a problem. So I decided to ride with you.” She lied. Of course, her car was full of life. It's just an excuse to ride with Richard.“Then take a taxi.” Richard said coldly and turned to the driver. “Stop the car!”The driver found a good spot on the roadside as he carefully parked the car. “Are you getting off here, Richie?”“You are getting off, not me!”“Woah! Richie, you can even read my mind now. How did you know that I wanted to stop by the mall to get something?”Richard rolled his eyes. Is she dumb or what? “Yeah, mind reading is one of my jobs. Step down already!” He flinched a bit when Eli
“Richie, do you think we will be able to create another design before the launching date? I mean, can we meet up with the date?” Elizabeth asked as she sat opposite Richard in his office. Richard has been busy since yesterday. Elizabeth doesn't know if he slept in his home office yesterday night because he was busy or because he was avoiding sleeping in their room with her. “We will, you don't need to worry. Everything will be handled very well.” Richard replied, not sparing her a glance. His eyes were fixed on the laptop in front of him. It's not like he's working, he's just trying to avoid her. “Richie…” “I'm busy.” He cut her off. “Go back to your office, we can talk some other time.” He knows that he can't avoid her, but for now he just wants her to leave. He needs to gather his thoughts. A lot is in his mind, and he feels like he would go crazy. “I've been working since morning. I need a break.” She said with cute pouty lips. “I know that you are also tired of working. Let
After dinner, Richard went to his home office. He has a lot of work to do, and he doesn't think if he will even have some sleep tonight. He had worked for about two hours when Elizabeth walked in with a cup of coffee.Richard frowned upon seeing her. He hates what this woman makes him feel. “What are you doing here?” His voice was cold.Elizabeth simply smiled as she dropped the cup of coffee on the table. “I brought you coffee. It will help.”“I don't need it.” Richard replied sarcastically.“You need it. Stop being stubborn. I'm just trying to be a sweet wife.”“Well, you don't have to. Leave with your coffee.”Elizabeth frowned. He is such a stubborn man. She sighed and sat opposite him.“I asked you to leave!”“Why are you so adamant about me leaving? My presence isn't stopping you from working.” She retorted. Suddenly, she smirked and leaned forward, exposing the tip of her cleavage. Richard cursed inwardly and tried not to look. “Is my presence affecting you, Richie? In a way