WENDY’S POV At the mention of that b***h’s name, I halted in my tracks. My terrified expression instantly turned into a grimace as I thundered, “So this is what it is about?” Listowel’s angry face and demeanor remained unchanged as he demanded, “ I said. What were you doing at Melissa’s house ?” “Oh… she called to tell you that I went there. Isn't it? So you've been talking with her over the phone behind my—” “Wendy! Answer my question!” “Listowel! What in the world has that bitch done to you? You don’t even care about the fact that you threw me, your fiancée, out of your office like a piece of trash without a fl—,” I shouted back but my voice faltered midway. “Why are you worried about her instead of me? What does she have that I don’t have?,” I asked in a low tone, my eyes instantly turning red as they welled up with tears. “Don’t change the topic, Wendy. What right do you think you have for you to go over to her house and threaten her?” Listowel asked again, ignorin
WENDY’S POV Clinton chuckled mockingly and asked, “Who on earth dared to step on the almighty Macinni’s toes?” “Are you going to help me or not?” I snapped. Clinton is jovial by nature but this many questions of his were actually wearing out my patience. My chest tightened in anger as I awaited his response. “Chill… have I ever said no to you before? You came to me because you know I will do it, innit?” A triumphant smirk tugged at the sides of my lips at his acceptance. Clinton, my sneaky link, is the jovial type. He will always joke around whenever I ask him for a favor but he ends up doing it always. “But, wait. I hope you're not thinking I will do it for free. This thing is not easy to come by and—” “How much will it be?” His words died on his lips as I interrupted. I will send you the cost and the other details over text message…” Rolling my eyes, “Gosh!! I know you are dumb but I didn't think it was to this extent. Do you want to send it via sms? Do I loo
LISTOWEL’S POV The throbbing of my head woke me up this morning. I can't really tell if it is because of the alcohol I took in last night or not. But all that I know was that the pain was too unbearable for me to keep on laying down. Bending over the kitchen counter, I occasionally sipped the medicinal tea that I just finished boiling and took my phone and started scrolling through business feeds and blogs. The medicinal tea bags are from my grandma. For years now, even though I have workers who come around each weekend, my grandma still insists on sending me side dishes. It wasn’t until recently that she added medicines and gins to it. The ringing of my doorbell pulled me out of my thoughts. From the front door camera, I could see the workers who clean my house every weekend had arrived. I opened the door and allowed them in. “Good morning sir,” the oldest among them all greeted me as they strode to the storage room. “Good morning,” I answered and headed upstairs. A
LISTOWEL’S POV I slowed down my pace so that I could keep a safe distance. I know how worked out she's going to be if she sees me. And that would be the last thing I will want to happen. Occasionally stealing glances at her, my chest ached from longing. Just when I was about to avert my gaze from hers, I witnessed an unusual encounter. A man, suspiciously wearing a black playsuit approached Melissa.MELISSA’S POVMy previous encounter with Wendy had me boiling with anger even when after I woke up this morning. I’ve always lived my life without regrets but currently, I’m beginning to hate the day I accepted LISTOWEL’S offer to be his contract wife. Yes, it is true that my life was rocky and gloomy at that time but the consequences of getting involved with Listowel are gradually becoming overwhelming.After much reflection on the chaotic life I’ve had these past few days, I decided to descend to the park downstairs and exercise a bit while getting things off my mind. Forty-five mi
MELISSA’S POV The wailing of sirens filled the air. At long last, the paramedics were here. I wiped the tears on my face before turning to look in the way of the ambulance. “Hang in there okay, you'll be treated soon,” I said in a tone that was so comforting for someone I claim to hate. The crowd pointed in our direction and the ambulance also followed along. Some men in their uniforms brought out a wheel bed that had IV drips attached to it. When they reached our side, they carried Listowel from my lap and put him on the bed before moving him to the car. “Are you coming along?” one of them asked when he realized I was standing still staring at them with tears in my eyes. “Yes, yes,” I responded before rushing to board the ambulance as well. In the ambulance, I knelt beside him while rubbing the back of his palms. Staring at Listowel’s face, a pang of guilt pierced through my heart causing me to pray silently that nothing bad happens to him. WENDY’S POV Laying do
WENDY’S POV Clinton attempted to calm me down but I didn't budge. Not until I have gotten to know why the person saved Melissa. “Is there a possibility that it was deliberate or perhaps an accident?” This question kept pricking my mind several times so I knew I had to get answers to it by hook or crook. Grabbing my phone, “Enter his number,” I demanded, shoving it into Clinton’s hands. “Whose number?” my blood started boiling as he asked. I cut him a deadly glare which immediately got him back to his senses. His fingers tapped lightly on the keyboard as he entered his boy’s contact. Snatching the phone and pressing it to my ears, I rushed my hands through my hair as I waited for him to answer. Soon, “Hello?” Clinton’s guy deep voice resounded from the other line. “Yeah… it's Wendy. Can you give me more details on the guy that came to save Melissa? Was it an accident or deliberate action?” “Ummm… I can't tell if he is related to the Melissa girl or whatever her na
MELISSA’S POV “You will need to wait here, ma’am.” This is what the doctor had told me when they sent Listowel to the theatre two hours ago. I had to sign the authorization form by myself. Just as Listowel had instructed. He refused to give out any of his relative's contacts so I just had to do it. My left foot consistently tapped on the floor as I anxiously waited for the operation to be over. Everything in me can attest to the fact that this is the longest two hours of my life. I've been staring at the entrance to the Theatre for hours now, hoping that at least a nurse would walk through the door and tell me Listowel is fine. Just when I was about to avert my gaze, the door finally swung open. My heart leaped into my throat as I stood up on my feet and rushed towards the doctor. “How is he doing? Is he still in pain?” The words flew out of my mouth as fast as I thought of it. “Please calm down. Mr. Gordon is stable now.” The nurse revealed and I instantly felt as i
MELISSA’S POV My fingers halted in their tracks as Listowel’s eyes suddenly flared open. Without a second thought, I withdrew my hands from his face but he managed to hold my wrist mid-air. “Could it be that he heard me?” I thought in my head as I tried to wrestle myself free from his grip. Clearing my throat, “you're awake?” I nervously asked, my voice shaking. A smile swept across Listowel’s face as his gaze swung left and right on my face. “You… you’re here,” he mumbled. I felt relieved as soon as his deep voice hit my ears. My vision was blurred with tears as I answered him, “Of course I will be here. You nearly died because of me, you idiot.” The smile on his face broadened and something flickered in his eyes when he noticed that I was crying. “Why are you crying? Which of us is the patient here?” he teased. Sniffing back, I replied, “I’m not crying. It just… hormones..” His hand shot up, wiping the tears from the corner of my eyes. “Melissa,” he weakly mention
Wendy’s povI roamed gracefully around the department store as I checked out outfits for the little life growing inside me. Rubbing my hands on my belly, I turned to the attendant standing beside me and asked, “What do you think my baby is going to be?” She giggled to herself before she whispered, “A girl?”.The smile on my face instantly vanished, replaced with a grimace. “Are you dumb? What do you mean by a girl? Do you seriously think a girl can become CEO to a company as big as Gordon Inc!” I snapped, glaring at her from the head to toe. Terrified by my high tone, she panicked and bowed her head severally as she apologized, “I’m sorry ma’am. I didn’t think that you will be offended by that. Please forgive me. I’m sorry”Before I could even react, she went down on her knees, holding my legs as she cried, “please ma’am don’t let them fire me. I need to pay my mother’s medical expenses.” She let go of my legs and started rubbing her palms against each other so hard that if a spar
LISTOWEL’S POV A deep sense of relief washed over me as I tapped on the send button. A slow grin played at the sides of my lips as my phone started buzzing with notifications again. Yes, they must have been shocked. I doubt any of them expected the ‘high and mighty’ Wendy Macinni will open her legs for a bartender. I mean, it is not bad that she’s with him. But what makes it unbelievable is the fact Wendy thinks highly of herself and looks down on others. It is just unimaginable for her to be with the same people she disrespected. And oh, I don’t even care whether she stays with him or not. What pisses me off is the fact she’s trying all means to trap me. And that’s one thing I will never allow. I’ll rather die than have her carry my child. Even though I still don’t have the proof that she drugged me the other day, I’m certain that the baby she’s conceived is not mine. Now that I’ve got to know she’s not worth my mercies; I’m going to deal with her ruthlessly! She’s alrea
With my hands crossed over my chest I stood still beside the ceiling to floor glass windows in my office, staring at the landscape of Aphrodite. The fact that I was staring at the landscape beneath me didn’t mean I was admiring it but rather was staring plainly at without having any thoughts of it. My mind was currently a mess and it was swirling with thoughts of the unthinkable. My phone which was lying on the desk behind me was ringing incessantly with calls and notifications from the media houses, relative, business partners and bloggers. Apparently there were news circulating throughout the whole city that the next heir to Gordon Inc has been conceived so they were all reaching out to find out if it’s true. A slow smirk, a chuckle, and then a laugh laughter erupted from my lips echoed throughout my office. Even though the laugh was humorless I couldn’t stop myself from producing it. I laughed and laughed until my chest hurt. I mean, wasn’t it ridiculous enough for them
The alluring smell of hibiscus drifted through the garden as I sat in my garden, enjoying the breeze. The fine porcelain mug which contained the bitter leaf tea I was sipping swirled gently in my hands as I sipped on it.Placing down the mug, “That rude little brat!” I cursed under my breath. I couldn't believe I almost fell for her lies and actually shipped her to be the next lady of the Gordon Group.Even the thought of her makes my skin crawl. How could she have stooped so low? She really was going to hit me with the wine bottle? Wow! She wants to my grandson with such rotten manners? Over my dead body!Taking in a deep breath, I stood up and made my way into the mansion. I've baked myself enough; the rest of the sunrays has no vitamins.I reached for my phone from the dining table as I realised its been chiming with notifications for a while now. Assuming it was blog notifications, I ignored it. It is like generation only mind other peoples business for a living. There's always
WENDY’S POVI looked up at Listowel feigning tears, “You can hate me all you want. You can view me as the worst person to ever lived. But don’t forget this Lis. You’re going to be a father, Listowel. You can’t just turn your back on that.” I stated.He glared at me with for a while without uttering a word. His lips were tight, the veins on his forehead popping as if he was going to explode any time soon.He had returned back from downstairs and I could only guess things didn’t go well for him. Melissa must have pushed him away.Good. Now he knows how it feels to be rejected. Feigning pity, I moved my fingers seductively on his chest as I sobbed, “ Come to me. Let’s watch our baby grow together.”The grimace on his face deepened as soon as the words flew out of my lips. “Get your hands off me,” he growled. His low voice sounding more deadly than I anticipated. He looked like he was using all the energy in him to suppress the fury bubbling in his chest but I couldn’t care less. He
LISTOWEL’S POV My heart jumped to my throat as soon as I saw Melissa by the doorway. She was standing still, her face drained of blood as she locked eyes with me. My chest tightened and I could feel my heart aching badly as I saw her beautiful eyes turn red and then teary. No. She wasn’t supposed to hear this. Not now. Not when I was still unsure if what Wendy was saying was true. Pushing aside my desk, I sprang up to my feet and ran towards her. “Lisa….” I whispered, stretching my hands to hold her still. But before I could touch her, she took some steps back, her bloodshot eyes producing more tears than I could imagine. Her lips parted as she tried to talk but only a sorrowful sound came out. Covering her mouth, she shook her head slowly before turning to her heels. I ran after her but the elevator door closed before I could get in. When I managed to meet her downstairs, she had wiped the tears off her face, her expression hard and serious. Slowly, I approached her, prevent
WENDY’S POV Early the next morning, I returned to the mansion, the expression on my face that of anger. I was ready to scold my grandpa for his hypocrisy. But upon my return, he had already left for a meeting. He had given the keys to the maids and instructed them not to give it to me. One of the maids dared to challenge me when I demanded the key, infuriating me the more. And yeah, she was fired from working in our mansion that very day. I hate nobodies who tend to act pompous when they get little authority. With the pretense of delivering coffee, I made my way to the guest room. Luckily, Listowel was asleep so I thought to myself that I still had the chance to execute my plan. Quietly, I sneaked into the bed after undressing. My fingers trailed on the green veins lining up on his big muscles and arms. Oh, how I miss the old days! Doing this would have made him curl me up on his chest. A sudden turn he made jolted me out of my thoughts. Slowly, he sat up on t
WENDY’S POV My heart pounded rapidly in my chest as I made my way out of the restaurant. Luckily, the bodyguards my grandpa had recruited to watch after me were at the scene. They rushed in and seized the phones of the people around, threatening to sue any of them who would post it online. Sitting in my car, I let out a steady breath, trying to calm myself from the embarrassment from earlier. Gazing keenly into thin air, “Madam Gordon, harden your resolve because the next blow that's coming your way could end you paralyzed.” I gritted. Reaching for my phone, I scrolled through my contacts, looking for our family doctor’s contact. I hesitated for a split second before tapping on the green dial sign. This was the only way for me to get the upper hand. The call went through after the ring and Dr. Mensah’s voice came through the line. “Hi…” I breathe out. “It is Wendy…” “Wendy dear, how are you?” he politely asked, even though I hate it when he treats me like we ar
MELISSA’S POV The clock struck five and it was already time to close. I shut off my monitor and started arranging my desk, bringing the day's work to an end. I grabbed my bag and put in it some accessories before I stood up and adjusted my dress. From the glass windows, where I was checking myself, I could see a blue folder with a stack of documents inside. I let out a gentle sigh as I remembered what I told the owner the other day. I remember telling Listowel that I was gonna give it to a dispatch rider to deliver it to him but there here it was, still lying on my desk as if all the riders in town were on holiday. Well, I changed my mind at the last minute and decided to go give it to him in person. Yes. Yes. I know. I know that seeing him often was gonna disrupt my healing journey but….. I forced a chunk down my guts as I inched closer to pick it up. These documents seem to be important and it'll be thoughtless of me to leave them in the hands of a random rider. Wha