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
Pearl's POV:Sitting in my car, all 24 years of my life, flashed in front of my eyes. It felt like just yesterday, I was dreaming of my very own prince charming, who will come and sweep me off my feet. He will look at my eyes and confess his undying love for me.I got everything I wished for except the only thing that I desired with my whole heart. Everyone thought that my arranged husband was a prince. But they all failed to see behind that handsome face, to see him for the monster he is. In the world's eye, he was the perfect man a girl can wish for but in reality he was anything but that.When I was first informed that I was engaged to him, I didn't even know what that actually means. I asked my mother about that and her answer only confirmed that fairytales do exist. If only I knew how wrong she was.Flashback
Pearl's POV:As I parked my car near the mall where I and Lou supposed to meet, I reached out for my make up kits that I had kept for emergency situation like this, well not like this, like when I was busy and didn't get the chance to get ready at home or... OK I think you got my point. Anyway, moving on from that. I applied some mascara and eyeliner on my eyes and painted my lips with a peach color lipstick.After making sure that I'm ready for showing up in a public place, I came out from my car and checked the time.It had been an hour and half since I left Ryan's place. Yeah, I'm not going to call that place home. Because a home is a place where your heart lives, where you know that there will be someone waiting for you to return. Which that place is clearly not.Oh, I got carried on. I seemed to do that often.Okay, a
Ryan's POV:Time was passing like the tides of ocean as I sat in my cabin, contemplating what to do about the 'Brett' situation. The meeting had finished a long time ago and I came here right after that. Since then I never left the cabin and somehow my staffs got the message to not disturb me with anything.Though no one interrupted me and my thoughts but that didn't mean I was not disturbed. Thinking my wife was out there, hanging out with him was enough to make me restless. I didn't know how to react on that and no one was there to tell me what should I do.And to add on that, Natalie's newly found attitude was just what I needed at the moment. I highly think, you should note the sarcasm here. Well, whatever, she could do anything she want. Pearl was on my priority list for the day and I had to make sure that he didn't
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.
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