Pearl's POV :I have met many people in my life who keeps complaining about their looks, from their point of view, their life would be easier, if they looked better. That's not true, is that? No, I won't be talking about 'all people are beautiful' crap. Because, we don't actually judge the inner beauty. Back to what I was talking about, are they right? No, absolutely not. When we see an attractive person, yes by definition we feel attracted to them, at first. Then we think how they are way better than us (not that I actually support that) and start to pick out the faults in them, because no one can be perfect, you know? We judge them in the littlest of things and we can go on for hours pointing them out. So, let's do a little thinking, shall we?We were the same people who thought, looks can bring us a better luck in life. But what about the good looking people who are victims of our judgemental mind? Are they leaving a better life? Is life better with criticism here and there? No. It
Ryan's POV :"I have done enough to hurt you, so I will stop doing that from right now. I had no proper reason to do that, it was just me being the disgusting person that I am. But I am trying to get better, and hope one day I will reform." I stopped to take a sharp breath and it was too much to look at her confused face as guilt was eating me as a whole. "Natalie, let's break up.""What do you mean by break up, Ryan? You're the one who said you want out of the marriage and to stay by your side through it. And now you are the one saying that you want to leave me?" Natalie spat out furiously."Natalie, I'm guilty for that but you don't want to stay with a person who doesn't love you.""Did you ever love me, Ryan?" Having negative answer of that particular question, I remained quite. "I knew that. But why Ryan? Why did you play me like that? I didn't want to fall for the oh-so-eligible-billionaire. You made me. Why?""Natalie, nothing I can say to make it justified. I loved her and I st
Christen's POV:"What is he still doing here?" The same question had been for countless time."Because he is still her husband. And legally we can't stop him from meeting her." The same reply came again."I can't believe this." I couldn't take her calm attitude anymore. "Pearl is on the hospital bed because of this bast*rd, and you count him as her husband?""There is nothing to count. It is the truth. You have to be calm." My mom tried to pacify me in vain as I eyed the scoundrel who was sitting on a chair far from us, one more time.I wanted to say something more but Armin came running at that very moment, "How is she doing?""She is still unconscious and on a drip. The doctor said it is caused by stress." I informed him as he stood in front of me."Why on the earth the motherf***er is here?" He fuelled on anger catching the sight of Ryan, while the mentioned person looked at us with a pained expression. But who cared."Because he is the so called husband of our sister and according
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
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
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
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: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
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