Pearl's POV:
We were all sitting in the dining when the bell went off. We looked at each other equally confused that who can be there at that time. But we didn't have to wait long as the person in question showed up with all his glory in the next minute.
"What are you doing here?" I nothing but snapped at him as I could feel my mother's disapproving eyes on me.
"I'm here to see if you were here, sweetheart. I know you love your freedom but you should at least inform me of your whereabouts. I tend to be worried." He said with such innocent concern that if I didn't know him better I would have believed him.
"You don't have to know everything about me." I said glaring at him.
"Pearl, what kind of behavior is that? Poor guy is concerned about you and you are talking to him like that. I thought I raised you better." My mother s
Pearl's POV:Have you ever had that moment where you want to slit your husband's throat and watch him suffer? Never? Well, may be I'm an exception because I'm having that moment.Ryan entered the room as I paced there thinking of thousand ways to kill him without leaving any trail."What was all that about?" I snapped at him."What was I supposed to do? Tell them that you left because your husband kissed you?" He said in defense. Like that was going to help him."What about you tell them that you called me a slut and force yourself on me and so I left you?" I said the words while poking on his chest."That was a mistake.""Which part was a mistake? Huh? The kissing part or the calling me names part? Because the latter wasn't. You did it repeatedly." I pointed out."If you
Ryan's POV:Schooling my feature in somewhat normal expression I entered the dining room and took my seat as others looked at me expectantly and I just shrugged in response. Pearl came a few minutes after me and took her seat like me as the room filled with awkward silence."So what did you decide? Are you going on your honeymoon or not?" Pearl's mother asked, breaking the silence."Yes.""No."We both answered at the same time and well as you can guess, the latter came from Pearl."What do you mean by that?" This time it was Brett and he looked really curious.I didn't reply to him. He and his curiosity can go to hell."We are not going." Pearl said calmly."But-"'"No but Ryan. I have some works to finish." She said giving me a pointed l
Ryan's POV:I was dumbfounded as I saw Pearl going out of the living room. It felt like deja vu, only the table had turned.I seriously didn't know how to react at that. Was I wrong all this time or was she lying? A person who was a cheater can also be liar, right? But why did it feel like she was telling the truth? Ugh, so frustrating.I was thinking of all the ifs and buts when I felt my phone beeping to let me know that I got a message. The sender's name made me break out in a laugh which was dipped with sarcasm.Natalie : babe, we never went to the date. What about this Saturday? I felt like ripping all my hair out of their roots. On one hand, my wife had locked herself in the bedroom and on other, my girlfriend was planning a romantic getaway. My life really sucks.Well you brought it to yourself, you cheating asshole.
Pearl's POV:Last few days passed in blur. Well it was expected with the amount of work I had to do.With our mutual decision, Ryan and I had reached a neutral position. So, I could say that we're doing well, at least our conversations were way more civilized than before.So many things happened in few days that I could hardly count. Like Lou and Alexander became an official couple much to my amazement. I didn't know they would come to that point so quickly. Because Lou was that kind of person who used to not trust anyone with her heart. So, you can guess why I should be surprised. Anyway, after their revelation, two persons' reaction surprised me the most. 1. Ryan started joking with Alex like they were best buddies and 2. Armin became a brooding child which is wearing off quickly.And to top it all, my show was in two
Ryan's POV:I was so caught up at the moment when Pearl asked me why Natalie called me by my name, that for a second, I forgot to breath."I... I don't like formalities. So I told her to call me by my name. Do you have a problem with that?" I snapped at her. I knew there was nothing to get hyper but I was acting on defence, so you can't really blame me."Chill, Ryan. I was just genuinely curious and I can ask you more questions right now but I won't because we will be late for the party." She said and linked her hands with Natalie. "Come on Nate, we will get going."She dragged Natalie to the car and opened the passenger's side door for her.I looked at Pearl, speechless as I couldn't figure out why she was acting like this. Does she know about us? How can she? And if she knew then why will she befriend with Natalie?God help me.
Pearl's POV :"In a few minutes, we are starting the auction. So, I request to all of you to come near the stage." The auctioneer, Mrs. Perez announced and we all started to clear out of the dance floor.I looked around as I neared the stage and my eyes stuck on a pure beauty, showcased in a glass house. God I wanted her for myself.Ryan caught the direction of my eyes and smiled softly. "I'll buy that for you.""Why? Do you think I'm a beggar?" I asked as I glared at him."Do you get chills if you argue with me?""No, chills and you don't work out for me together.""This beautiful pendant features an exquisite pear-shaped diamond that is attached to a smaller round diamond. This masterpiece's look is completed by a simple chain crafted from white gold. The necklace emphasizes the huge size of the pear diamon
Pearl's POV : It had been two days since I stopped talking to Ryan. He tried in all ways to talk to me but I was in that point where I couldn't bring myself to talk to him. So, when my anger finally dropped, he had already stopped trying and I was too prideful to talk to him even when I knew that I behaved too childishly. Anyways, moving on, if you didn't forget then you know it was D-day and I was about to loose my shit with the work pressure. I was going all psycho if I saw even a little problem and the people around me was like I-got-to-count-my-steps-around -her. I was talking to Alexander on phone while going through my closet to find the dress I designed to wear in the show and it was too stubborn to come in my hands. At that fateful moment, I didn't know by whose luck but he entered the walk in closet and I saw a freaking red cloth in front of me as I attacked like a bu
Pearl's POV:Holding the dress under the scrutiny of my eyes, I smiled evilly imagining the face of my dear husband when(if) he would finally see me in this dress. The dress is a black mermaid dress with work of lace on the upper body part. Though it hides everything but it would fit me like gloves which would leave the people wondering what was beneath the dress. I had already choose a pair of Jimmy Choo black lace heels to wear with this.It was already 2 in the afternoon and the show would start at 8pm. I put the dress and shoes in a bag to wear it before the show and choose to get ready to leave for the show.As I knew I had works to do there, I decided to not wear any make up as I had many things to do and I would have to wear heavy make-up later anyways. I took out a white floral sundress with matching white sandals and pulled my hair in a high ponytail. I checked my look once
Two Years laterPearl's POV:With a glass of Champagne in my hand, I looked over the party which was thrown to celebrate my success in the fashion world. After the project with Benedict, I never had to look back as more and more works kept coming and soon I was not only the daughter of an influential man but made a name of my own. People are now excited to wear my designs and my name is being written on multiple magazines.Things were tough, but I was a survivor and that got me the chance to see my loved ones being proud of me and gathered under one roof."Congratulations, sister." Armin's voice made me look back, I didn’t even realize someone was walking towards me."Thank you. Are you back for good?" After Lou got married to Alexander last year, Armin left the country and went to Brazil. This boy always kept everything to himself, so I never got to be sure that he was in love with my best friend."Yeah, thinking of staying here from now on." He smiled, stuffing his hands in his pock
Pearl's POV:"So, when are you going to agree to the divorce?"There I said the words I was agitating over. The decision wasn't made in a hurry, I thought over and over again, if I could just let everything go and give him a chance. Believe I tried my best but I could not, not when I knew everything would become really toxic, if I do that as I can never actually get over this and never feel the love if should have between us as a couple. So why should I stretch a relation like that when I could already assume what was going to so obviously happen in the future?Yes, forgiveness comes from the greater person, but I never want to be someone great when I couldn't even afford being that and will end up being the bad person anyway because I wouldn't let go?So, even if it hurt, I wanted to part ways. I wanted to talk on this the moment I came back but I wanted live a few moments as his wife which I never was. For a tiny moment, I found myself picturing what would be it like if I just stay.
Ryan's POV:Oh my God, did Pearl leave?That's the first thought that came to my mind as soon as I woke up from sleep. My neck made a cracking sound as I sat up in a hurry. Somewhere between the middle of the movie I fell asleep on the couch. And my shoulder felt stiff.May be because of my awkward sleeping posture.Ryan do you really have so much time to think about that?My innerself snapped at me while I was going over all that. It was right though, what if Pearl already left?No no that can't happen. I didn’t even get to talk to her about our issues.I ran towards the bedroom in a rush to check if she was there or not and she was sleeping on the bed like a princess who was waiting for her prince to come and wake up her with a kiss.But I didn’t think that she would appreciate that, so I left the room with a sigh to go to the kitchen to see what was being made for breakfast as she would be hungry when she would wake up."Ryan, you didn’t leave for the office yet? It's already 9." M
Pearl's POV:Standing in front of the door of our.. Ryan's penthouse I took a deep breath before dialing the code hoping that it didn’t change. A click from inside confirmed that it didn’t. Pushing open the door I dragged my luggages inside with me and looked around to see if there was anyone who could help me with them and Anna rushed to me all of a sudden indicating that she noticed me before I could."Ma'am, it has been so long. How have you been?" Genuine concern was vivid in her eyes as I smiled tiredly."I have been really busy, Anna. Hope you all were doing good?" Anna bobbed her head confirming that they were. "I'm glad. I'm going to take a shower before getting some shut eyes. Can you tell Martha to cook something chinese for the dinner? Oh and bring the luggages in the bedroom, will you?"Anna nodded but her eyes expressed the want to ask some questions. I noticed but chose to ignore as I walked to the bedroom I and Ryan used to share. Every question will be answered in due
Pearl's POV:Coffee, I needed a coffee right then. With all the noises happening around me, my migraine was coming back in full forces and nothing but a cup of coffee could save me. But that darn thing was no where to be found."Mrs. Anderson, Giselle is looking for you." A spot boy informed me while I was looking for coffee earnestly around the set."Hmm? Can you bring me a cup of coffee first, please?" I requested as I couldn’t concentrate on anything else."But I have to deliver these to the cameraman." He nodded towards the boxes in his both hands, I didn’t even notice them before, "But I can being it to you after this?""That would be really nice of you." I smiled at him apologetically and he went to get his job done."Why the long face?" A cheery voice came from behind me. Turned out, it was Benedict's voice."I have a headache from migraine and you didn’t make any arrangement for coffee here." I complained as I started looking for Giselle."So why are you not resting then? And
Ryan's POV:"Mrs. Anderson called again and I said you are in a meeting." Mr. Baker said after he knocked the door."Thank you, Mr. Baker. Is there anything else?" I said in my business tone without looking up to him."You have an appointment with Mr. Salvador after lunch. That will be all, Sir." He informed me as he waited for me to dismiss him."I'll remember that. Let me know if Pearl calls again." Saying that I opened another file to check that after closing the one I had in my hands."Ok Sir, then I'll take me leave." in reply to that I just nodded my head.Pearl had been calling me for weeks, but I didn’t want to contact her before I had confidence to face her, and there was my father who didn’t budge even a little bit, no matter how many times I asked him for forgiveness. So, when my own birth father wasn’t ready to forgive me, to expect that from Pearl was a luxury itself.About Natalie, I offered to help her to get a job but she refused to take my help and said that she wasn’
Pearl's POV:I watched the rain drops sliding down the glass of the windows as I thought over how crazy the last few months were. First, I got married, then my husband cheated on me, he came begging to me and then suddenly he just went MIA. What did that mean? He didn’t want to try anymore? Not that I really care and I absolutely didn’t want to get back with him. But his absence didn’t set well with me.Luckily, I was really busy with my career and the upcoming events took up all my time. It's just day like this, where the rain was pouring down on the earth and the few hours of solitude I got, made me think about the person who was supposed to be my better half.I was by no means ready to forgive him for what he had done. But with the time I got I could understand his actions a little bit more. Nothing can justify those things he had done, but there was this feeling where I could read behind his actions. He was a man who tried time and time again to make me love him and at that time I
Pearl's POV:I kept looking at the door for a long time, unconsciously expecting Ryan to show up. Not that I wanted to meet him or anything like that, it was just that- he was so eager to visit again and looked so happy after having my permission. But he was a no show now and soon I'll be discharged from here, so where was he?Did he decide that he was done with going after me and all the apologising? Did he felt sorry at the first place? Guess I would never know."Pearl, you are looking magnificent today." Benedict's voice shook me out of the trail of thoughts I was having right then."Oh please, I'm in a hospital gown." I scoffed at him, and straighten."You my girl, will manage to look beautiful even in a potato sack." Taking a seat beside my bed, he handed me the lilies he was holding."What is with all that fluttery?" I took a sniff of the lilies and put it beside me."Thought I will try and check if I have a chance with you." He winked and had a good laugh as I looked at him sha
Ryan's POV:Relieved. That was what I was feeling after knowing that she was better. I couldn't describe in words how I felt when I heard that she was in the hospital and it was mostly my fault to cause that. I prayed to every God there was to make her better in exchange of my life. I was even ready to strike a deal with the evil if that was possible.And when she gave me permission to visit her the next morning? Man, I was happier then I ever was. She was far from forgiving me. But at least she talked to me for a change, and her voice to my ears was like angel's singing.The hole in my heart started to fill, and I wanted to try everything there was to make her happy. The pain she went through because of me? I wanted to heal that. But knew there will be still scars. Even then, I want to make her love those scars.I was a selfish bast**d who couldn't live without her anymore. It was like the love for her was running through my veins. God how did I hurt her like that? Was I even a human