Pearl's POV :
Who thought me as in Pearl Bennett oops Pearl Anderson will be seating in Ryan's room fidgeting?
OK, I never ever thought I would be nervous on our nuptial night.
Our nuptial night.
Sounds so dreamy.
Dreamy?
Pearl, you are insane.
Whoa, I am losing it totally. Who talks with herself?
You. My inner self mocked me.
Oh, not again. I won't talk to myself. Huh.
Where is he? Isn't he going to come? Should I change my clothes? Should I fall asleep? What people does on their first night?
Please someone tell me. Its my first marriage for god sake.
Yeah, I saw it on TV drama. But in those, there is always a problem between the hero-heroine. They end up sleeping in different rooms. I am not from any
Pearl's POV : His Highness, I mean Ryan Anderson wants me to act with him like I am so happy with this marriage which BTW am not. But what he wants will never happen. I won't ever act. What he thinks of me? Oh, how can I forget? He thinks I am a whore. OK, now this whore will show you how many types of bitch there can be. Just wait.I looked at myself at the mirror of the attached bathroom of our bedroom. Our bedroom? Sounds so pathetic. The girl staring at me can be anyone but me. Her eyes are red and swollen, hairs are messy and her nose has gone scarlet. What a day it was for you poor girl!
Ryan's POV:It has been five hours since I sat here, in my bedroom not able to decide what to do. I have tried several times to get her through her phone, but the line is dead. But I know I can't simply sit here and hope that she will come back by herself.Is she stupid? Doesn't she know what will happen if the paparazzi get a hold of this?I have to go out and meet my personal detective, Davis Thompson. I think he can help me with this.I took out my phone and called him at the same time I grabbed my Audi's key."Hello, Mr. Anderson." He said as he received my call after the second beep."Hello. I need a help." Talking to him I started to walk to my garage."Tell me, how
Pearl's POV:I looked or should I say glared at the man standing and growling in front of me. No need to guess who is it. Cause it is obviously my loving husband. You can note the sarcasm here if you feel like to."Why did you pulled that stunt?" Ryan literally yelled at me."Which stunt? Last time I checked I was a fashion designer not a stuntman. Oh sorry not a stuntwoman." I gave him the best evil smirk I could manage."Just shut up. Why did you ran away?"I didn't gave him any reply."Why you aren't talking? Answer me." His face was red because he felt so shy to talk with me. OK I'm kidding. It was red because he was beyond angry.He was answered with my silence."Cat caught your tongue or what?"I looked at anywhere
Ryan's POV:"Nathan."The name is known to me or should I say well known to me?"Isn't he your neighbor?" I asked though I know who he is."Yeah." She replied in a small voice."You are still having a relation with him?" I asked angrily."What? Still? When did I had a relation with him? I just had a crush on him." She said, acting confused.I must say she is a great actress. But I had seen better."You don't have to lie." I said, trying to not show my irritation."Why will I lie?" She is holding a more confused look with a little bit anger."Cause I know you had a relation with Dr. Nathan and may be you still have." I let out an angry laughter."Ryan, what are you saying? Just stop." She snapped."Oh so yo
Pearl's POV:"You sleep on the sofa and I'll sleep on the bed." I said as I sat on the bed."My room, my bed, my rules. Why will I sleep on sofa? And it is too small for me." He said, crossing his hand."This is why people say chivalry is dead. Be a gentleman and sleep on the sofa." I said back."Never in a million years. If you want then you can leave the room but I'll sleep on my bed." He replied and sat beside me."Are you sure Mr. Anderson?" I asked, cocking a perfect brow."Yes, am damn sure." He said, confidently and went to grab his sleeping clothes."OK. I'm going to the guest room." I said as I took my nighty out of the closet and turned to him. "Oh, I hope your servants won't doubt anything about me sleeping in another room and tell something about it to uncle Rob."
Pearl's POV:I was working on a mermaid dress as I heard someone knocking the door."May I come in, ma'am?" Anna, a maid of this house, asked me."Sure, the door is open." I replied as I continued to work."Sir asked you to be ready in one hour. You have a party to attend." She informed me."OK. Did he say anything else?" I inquired, finally stopping my work."No ma'am. That's all he said." She said, politely."OK, you can go now." She nodded and left the room silently.I looked at the design I was working on and sighed. I think I can't complete this today. Well, time to doll up.Ryan's POV:Entering my home, I didn't wait anywhere and went to my room to see if her highnes
Pearl's POV:Alexander wrapped his hands around my waist as we reached the dance floor. I placed mine on his chest and we started moving slowly with the music."I heard you own a boutique house. Is that correct?" Alexander asked me."Yeah, correct." I answered and looked around me to find a certain person."OK, so I have a offer for you." He said with a friendly smile and that got me curious as I stopped my searching mission for now and gave him my whole attention."What is the offer?""I'm organizing a fashion event on next month where 5 fashion houses will be participating. If you are interested then you can also join this." He said spinning me around."Oh wow. Who wouldn't be interested? But what is your catch? Why are you being so generous?" I interrogated him in a joking manner.
Pearl's POV:The next morning I woke up with a hand wrapped around me and like every cliché story, the hand belonged to Ryan, my so called husband. But the difference was what I did next. If you think, I kept looking at him like he was the last man in the world and thinking how innocent he looked while sleeping then you can't be more wrong. Because the moment I realized that Mr. Greek God here is cuddling with me, I did the one thing came to my mind. What? I pushed him off the bed.No surprise there. That was just me being me. If you are thinking how we ended up in that position then I have to tell you that we were tired and drunk enough last night to not give a damn about where we were sleeping.Back to the situation in hand, he sat up with a groan and frantically loo
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