Hello wonderful people it's your author here come t explain a few words yet again! Mi dispiace~ translates to I'm sorry Madre~ mother And yeah that's all there is to it. Anyway, thank you for reading this far and for your support of the book. Please don't forget to subscribe And as always love ya'll! -3<
For the past week, Ethan's mother had stayed over in the mansion and it has been nothing but hell for Robin. The woman constantly mocks and berates her for not always cooking her husband's food and when she does her food is heavily criticised. To make matters worse the woman constantly reminded her that her relationship with Ethan would not last therefore there was no need for her to get to know her.Robin had struggled to keep her composer, trying her hardest not to punch the other woman in the face. Even though she found her more unbearable than Emmy and the assistant combined. But what upset her most was the truth the woman spoke, even though she did not truly comprehend the heavy feeling behind her words she was right when she said that their relationship would end. Even though she knew nothing of the contract and was only spewing nonsense she did not realise how right she was.A contractual marriage meant exactly that and even though th
Standing in the middle of the room amongst what felt like a hundred upper-class women wearing fur coats and pearl necklaces, Robin held a tray of an appetizer she could not for the life of her pronounce. She had realised after arriving at the party that she was only brought to be the help. It had not occurred to her even when the woman ordered her she wore a white collar shirt and black pants with matching shoes that she lied when she said it was the dress code for the younger women. Sighing in defeat she carried on offering the dish to a group of ladies. A few thanked her for the appetizer whilst others only gave her a mocking glare as though she was lesser than them and had such audacity to speak with them, her a lowly commoner. Ignoring their stares Robin left to look for the very woman who dared to make her a waitress. Hearing her loud laughter she turned and found the woman speaking with a few of her well-acquainted friends. "I'm sorry for intruding would you please excuse me a
Groaning at the sound of her alarm going off Robin blindly looked for the device sitting on her bedside table. Her fingers grazed a cold, rectangular object grabbing it she pressed it to stop the constant beeping. Tired she turned her head to see the empty space on Ethan's side.It was completely untouched and the sheets were still intact notifying her that the man had not come home last night. The thought of her sleeping alone in the large bed made her feel lonely, especially since having to deal with his mother. She felt that her husband had left her to fend for herself and deal with his mother alone.Sighing in fatigue she slowly got up from the bed and drowsily went to the bathroom for a quick shower. Once that was done she carefully chose an attire that she thought would be aesthetically pleasing to her mother-in-law. It still appalled her what Sybil told her about the woman.If what he said was true then that simply meant that no matter how hard she tried she would not be able t
Preparing for their evening out, Robin wore a red knee-length dress that hugged her hips but was loose on the bottom and beautifully wrapped around her breasts. Matching the outfit with black heels with red soles she grabbed her purse and made her out of the room. Bumping into Ethan she looked up at the man who equally gazed down at her. Admiring her well-displayed bosom from his view she noticed and covered herself with her hands turning away from him and in turn making the gentleman smirk."Now why are you trying to hide it?"He teasingly asked leaning his right hand against the wall behind her."Because you're a peeping tom, obviously""That so?""Yes it is"She so matter-of-factly stated and the tall male chuckled at her response. She was cheeky and it was something he liked about her. There was never a dull moment with her around."I'm pretty sure it's not peeping if you were the one who wearing such a revealing dress for me to easily view your chest."She had no response to that
Looking down at the finished plate Robin leaned back in her chair with a sickly green face. She had somehow managed to finish the snail dish though it was done with much struggle."Well, that was quite delectable"Stated the wicked woman with a smirk as a waiter came by to take away their plates."Wouldn't you agree?"She asked looking at Robin for an answer. The woman quickly hid her discomfort and growing sickness and gave the other a warm smile."Indeed, it was…extraordinary""Glad you liked it""Of course, after all, you picked it""Right, well then shall we move on to the main dish then?"Taking back the menu Laurelyn began scanning its contents looking for something that might truly make this girl give up. Though the snails did the job she was not satisfied with the effects as she did not expect Robin to finish the dish and still stay standing.Tension rose as the two women engaged in a stare-off, neither seeming to give in at any moment. Robin gave a polite smile and yet it hel
Pacing back and forth in the forayer Ethan's mind ran wild with concern. His nose was assaulted by the sickly sharp smell of all kinds of medicines and his arms felt colder than the Himalayan air. Upon arriving at the hospital Robin was rushed into the ER, her fickle body carried past the two identical white doors with him left behind."Calm down dear I'm sure she's fine"His mother stated, seated at one of the visitor chairs placed between the entrance and the emergency ward. Looking at his mother he nearly glared at the woman who was far from concerned. It was beyond him why she even came along given her dislike towards Robin."How can I calm down when my wife was rushed into the ER?!"He said with a dangerously low tone. It took all of him not to raise his voice and keep his composure."I know I was just saying that you shoul-""Enough. I don't want to say a word more"He cut her off and the older woman's eyes widened in disbelief at his words. She was stunned by his aggressive att
Sighing to herself Robin walked down the halls with a tired look. They had driven back home after spending a few minutes at the hospital. According to the nurse, she was lucky to have been brought in when she was, any moment later and… She shivered at the thought. It was unbelievable how close to death she was not too long ago and could have easily been taken but was not. Shaking her head off the thought she climbed down the stairs, hearing voices come from below she turned her head to where Laurelyn was. The woman was dressed in a blood-red dress that flowed down past her ankles with a belt wrapped around her middle. Robin could tell she was busy conversing with someone and did not want to be heard but she was curious. Peaked with interest she slowly descended down careful not to make a sound then hid at the bottom of the stairs where they could not see her. "I know it was stupida but I had no other choice!" "Yes, you did! And you chose to do something as insane as that" Laurelyn
Leaving the mansion Robin quickly entered the car awaiting her arrival outside and they hastily made their way out the circular driveway. On the other hand, Ethan was left in the home to deal with his mother who refused to take responsibility for her own actions but he had neither the patience nor time to do so. The issue of his company and shareholders still remained and he needed all the strength and time he had to deal with it. Changing into comfortable sweatpants and a firm-fitted T-shirt he made his way towards his study where a lingering amount of paperwork waited for him. Crashing into his seat he began going over the works. Back on the road, Robin looked out the car window, her brows furrowed as she nervously bit on the bottom of her lips. Catching her reflection in the side mirror she recalled a memory when Ethan parted her lips releasing her teeth from them. With that now in her mind she quickly let go of her lip and heavily sighed. "What's wrong?" Mabel asked hearing he
Climbing a mechanic staircase, Robin winced with each step. After her discharge from the hospital, she was made to take physical therapy since she had been lying in bed for so long. It was a bit odd for her to be relearning how to walk at her age, but she needed to get back to who she was before."Alright, Mrs Acres. That is it for today. You did a great job"Her trainer complimented ending the session. Smiling at him with relief she could not be happier to be finished. "Thank you, Seb. Especially for coming all the way here"Unstraping the belt around her waist she threw it aside before placing her hands on her waist in exhaustion. "That is no problem at all. Besides, who else can brag about being in the infamous house of the Ethan Acres? I'll be telling this story for generations"Laughing at the joke she held a hand up to her lips. While the two were busy laughing they did not notice someone else entering the room. "I see you two are enjoying yourselves"Surprised at the voice t
Walking through the familiar large door Robin looked back at the man helping her up the stairs. His expression was somewhat solemn and dare she assume sad. She had no idea just what went on during the past three months of her hospitalisation for him to have a drastic change. Though he had always shown kindness towards her, these days it seemed that he was being extra cautious and caring. Like the time he peeled her orange for her, or when he was constantly asking if she needed anything during their ride home. They were little things and yet they seemed so sweet. What took the cake was when he brought her a bouquet of her favourite flowers, daisies. Out of all the gifts she had received while at the hospital, his was the best of them all. Recalling the gesture she smiled to herself. As they made their way to the bedroom, Robin turned to the left side where her room was. "Where are you going?"Ethan asked with a scowl. She looked up at him in confusion before answering with the most
Groaning awake her eyes fluttered open. Blinking away the fuzzy cloud over her eyes she tried to bring her hand over to help relieve the strain in her eyes, but something prevented her from doing so. Looking over at her hand she saw a larger, much rougher hand desperately clinging to hers. Looking up to the owner of the hands she froze at the full, head of dark hair sitting atop the bed. Although his face was out of view she easily recognized the man. That familiar warmth his hand brought, the large frame hunched over with slow steep breaths rising and falling at each breath he took. How could she ever forget the man she fell so in love with?She sat that for a while just staring at his hair, a small smile hovering on her lips. She had no idea just how much time had passed but it did not matter to her. She could spend years just watching him sleep and would feel satisfied with that alone.Noticing his shoulders shake awake she remained still, only observing the way his muscles moved.
"Oh, my dear little flower!"In rushed a worried Jen with arms out wide in a hug. Opening her arms to welcome the embrace the two held onto each other. Breaking from the comfort Robin smiled up at her."Madame Pourrie, thank you for coming"A tired yet happy Robin said to the well-dressed woman. She wore a large fur coat with a frilling top and a tight long skirt, topped with a top hat tilted to the side. Robin chuckled to herself at the older woman. who else other than the Madame would dress in such a fancy manner?"Pish, posh child did I not tell you to stop calling me that?"She reprimanded the dark-haired woman, slapping her on the arm forgetting she was an active patient. "Madame! She's a sick patient. You can't just hit her like that!"Laurelyn yelled at the former lady as she rushed into the room before pushing her aside to tend to Robin. Gazing down at the poor young woman in her bed she gave her a look of concern as she rubbed her arm where the Madame hit her."Oh, my apolo
It's dark. I feel cold. My body feels heavy as if it's floating in the dark abyss of the ocean. What is this feeling? This lonely, stuffy feeling. I feel like I'm forgetting something. Or was it someone? Why can't I move my fingers, or wiggle my toes? Why can't I open my lips to speak? Ah, my eyes are heavy, I can't open them. Just... What is this?"I should have listened to you"Who is that? "Robin, please wake up. It's all my fault"Who is this person and why does their voice sound so familiar?"I'm so sorry."What are they sorry for? Do I know this person? "Even if you don't forgive me, I'll do whatever it takes for you to forgive me. Just please wake up"Forgive them? What could they have done that is deserving of my forgiveness? And what did they mean I should wake up? "Please, Robin."Wait, I feel like I know them somehow. The way they call my name, that low tone, that sends shivers done my spine. Wait, I think I know this person. What was their name again? Oh, I think it wa
Blankly looking up at the man before him for what felt like hours, Damien finally snapped out of his daze and without missing a note burst out laughing."Pfft, hahaha! Oh wow, to think it would be you of all people. What an unexpected turn of events"He spoke with a smirk as tears lined the corner of his eyes. To say he was surprised would be a lie, he had a hunch the very person who was retelling him of his offence in such leisure could be none other than the very husband of the woman he had wronged."Well, damn. Although I am a bit surprised at this I can't say I didn't see it coming. I mean, I'd also be jealous if my wife went out to meet her ex in a private setting like a restaurant."He grinned up at the male staring down at him. And that is all Ethan did, stare with a blank face. There was no sign of any emotion written on his face nor could there be any anger felt in the room. If anything he seemed calm and unbothered by Damien's taunting words. A bit too calm.But that did not
The septic smell of pure alcohol and medicine was so potent it could easily make one drowsy. Making his way past the white walls and waiting area with seats filled to the brim of patients waiting for their turn, a tired Alec stopped in front of a sickeningly white door. To his right written in bold black letters was a name tag. Mrs Acres.He sighed dropping his head to the floor before heaving a large breath. Raising his head he braced himself as he lifted a hand to the door.From the inside of the room, the sound of a gentle yet firm knock could be heard. The foreign sound is a contrast to the silent beeps of the monitor."Come in"Upon hearing the command Alec entered the room. Closing the door behind him the man orderly placed his hands in front. The bright yellow file in his hand stood out from the interior white walls. Everything inside seemed so artificial as though it was not even real, everything except the man sitting beside the bed, hunched over a small frame that laid still
Driving down the city streets the bright city lights flashed by like shooting stars. The different lights blurred together at the speed Ethan drove, making it seem like one was in the middle of a rainbow. Behind the wheel, the man knit his brows together in worry. Immediately after hearing about Robin's accident he hurriedly made his way down his car and drove without hesitance. It was as if his body moved on its own as before he knew it he was already behind the wheel and on the road. "Come on, get out of the way!"He growled at the driver ahead of him repeatedly beeping for them to speed up or get out of his way. His head was muddled up with all sorts of thoughts running through his head. His heart was racing faster than a horse on a race track and his mind could hardly keep up. At the hospital, a team of nurses rushed an injured and concussed Robin down to the operating room. Her eyes were bloodied and unfocused she could only make out the outlines of people surrounding her and
With his face to the side, a stinging sensation made its way through his cheek. He looked at Robin who only glared up at him with tears in her eyes before storming out of the room and slamming the door shut. with a hand on his cheek, he flexed his jaw to ease the sting in his cheek. Groaning in irritation he leaned back on his desk. Running a hand through his hair he swept the stray locks back only for them to slowly fall back over his forehead. Sighing he looked back to his tablet. Grabbing it he began going over the files Alec had gotten him about Damien.According to his findings, the man was a convicted felon with multiple charges of assault, robbery, breaking and entering. This guy had so many charges going as far as being caught selling drugs and being involved with some nasty people in the underworld. It seemed that he and Robin use to be in a relationship some years ago but it ended when he disappeared with some of her money. For some reason or another, he was back in the c