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
LISTOWEL’S POV I sat upright on my bed, scrolling through my phone as Melissa also lay down on the couch. I noticed the stress drawn all over her face so I asked her to sleep for a while. My mind trailed back to the sheet Melissa had handed to me earlier. When Melissa asked me if it was content, I had lied to her that it wasn’t anything important and that the jerk who had poured the acid on me was probably writing a love letter to his lover. Melissa didn’t press further. We only laughed it off and I guess I was able to convince myself it is no big deal. When in actual fact, my heart has been pounding with rage. I’ve always known Wendy to be a bitter person but I never expected her to go to the extent of deforming someone. Paying someone to deform a rival is no different from murder. If she had the mind to do this, killing off someone would be a small thing for her. Since the criminal is on the run, I might not get anything to use against her. No. I have to catch tha
A few minutes after assisting Listowel to climb back into his bed, the nurse from earlier entered, her breath rugged. As soon as her eyes fell on me, she asked, “Oh miss.. where have you been? I was looking everywhere for you. I thought you’ve even left your boyfriend behind ....” Listowel and I looked at each other’s faces before I turned back at the nurse. “Oh, I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I just stepped out for fresh air. Also, we are not a couple. He’s not my boyfriend. We’re just acquainted,” I clarified with a straight face. “Sorry, ma’am. My mistake..” “It is fine dear.” By the way, the doctor has a message for you. “Me?” I asked, stunned. “Yes, please. I will do you the honor and break it to you since he’s not here..,” Sure.” Considering Mr. Gordon’s current condition, she commenced, ” The doctor thinks it will be best to have someone he’s familiar with to assist with this recovery at home even if it is just tonight. Since you’re already h
WENDY’S POV I've been refreshing my phone for the past two hours, hoping to come across an article covering LISTOWEL’S injury. But not even a single article was published about him. Heaving a sigh for the nth today, I tossed my phone aside and leaned into the chair. The utterance I had with Clinton filled my memory as I closed my eyes. Clinton was adamant about not allowing me to go out not to even talk of going to the hospital. He locked the room and threw the keys into his pockets, but I was still not having it. I wanted to go out and see how Listowel was doing. It took the intervention of an attendant at the hotel who came to open the with spare keys after hearing me bang on the door for help; to I was able to go out. I was even more pissed when I realized, Clinton, in fact, wasn't concerned about my safety at all. He only needed me to stay put so that his so-called, “competent” boy won’t be in trouble. I stormed out of the guest and headed to the hospital. Bani Me
WENDY’S POV It’s been fifteen minutes since I came to the Gordon Mansion. Grandma and I have been waiting for feedback from his men for a while now but still nothing. The old lady has been pacing up and down, asking for the progress of their search every three minutes. A buzz from her phone garnered our attention. We all turned our heads in the direction of the phone, anticipating what it was. Grandma picked it up and her face lightened up as she read what was on the screen. From her expression, I could tell it was good news. The men might have been able to locate Listowel. Just then, “They’ve found him!” She exclaimed with joy. “Really? Where is he?” I asked with a broad smile. But within me, I could feel my anxiety bubbling up. They said he was—.” She was still talking when her phone rang, causing her to pause. She gestured for me to hold on before swiping on the phone screen to answer the call. “Alright, that’s good. Tell him to call me when he’s changed. Bye
WENDY’S POV As we sat in the car, driving back to her mansion, Madam Gordon inched closer to me and placed my hands in hers. Smiling from wall to wall, she asked, “What do you think of having the wedding by the end of this month?” My eyes shot up in disbelief and it met hers. Was she for real? Was she the one seriously setting up the wedding date this time? My heart pounded against my ribcage in delight as I parted my lips and exclaimed, “ Really? I will be the happiest woman on earth if the wedding finally pulls through,” Patting the back of my hands, she said, “I will also be more than glad to have you as granddaughter-in-law.” Tears welled up in my eyes as she said those words. What changed? After all these years, Madam Gordon has finally recognized my efforts and wants me to be his granddaughter-in-law. “Thank you so much,” I said and opened my arms to hug her. “Wendy dear, you're the perfect wife for my grandson. You've been through it all with him and it is ab
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