"I want a divorce," I spat, sharply interrupting him. __ Lucille ran out of the church, right after saying her vows to her third husband, Brandon. What happened? She had a new life and she didn't want to be with the man who hurt her in her past life. She was married to three men but all three ended up betraying her with a friend she knew for 20 years. Vanessa was the bane of Lucille’s existence and aimed to take away everything that Lucille had. But Lucille had a new life, will she find out why Vanessa hated her so much? Will she be able to forgive her ex-husbands when the truth is revealed? Or will she forgive just one, who proves himself worthy?
View MoreLucille’s POVI couldn't help the blush that spread across my face as I let Martin sniff me and kiss my neck continuously. Deep down, I was also contemplating my answer to his question. “I need an answer, wifey…” He groaned, embracing me even tighter. “Wifey?” I chuckled, my blush reddening the more. “What? You like it when I call you that?” He smirked, looking at me with a proud gaze and I nodded immediately. “I just can’t believe we are back together, so fast and so suddenly…” I said, with a small tone filled with happiness. I imagined how much joy and happy family I lost in my past life because my brother and former friend decided to sabotage me. Maybe this was why I was given another chance at life. The universe wanted me to be happy again. “Let’s go home, Martin.” I chuckled. “We can have the fun we need back at home, uninterrupted.”“Alright.” He nodded. “Let’s pack up first.”He let go of me after a long minute of several kisses, all over my face and body. I was a laughin
Lucille’s POVI halted, taking a deep breath to calm myself. Martin also helped me by squeezing my hand, rendering me the courage I needed. “Lucas…” I smiled, my eyes going round and I left Martin’s side and jumped straight into his arms. I embraced him even though he never expected me to do that. I never knew that I could pull off such a fake smile and fake excitement. I guessed desperate times called for desperate measures. “You left with father without a word,” I whined, looking at him with a displeased gaze. “Are you upset?” He asked, his face morphed with confusion.“Of course! How do you feel if you wake up one morning and your family is nowhere to be seen?” I snickered, still putting on a wronged expression. I took a step away from him and folded my hands on my chest. “You have to apologize to me!” I demanded. He raised his brows, looking from me to Martin and then back to me. “Is that why you got together with him? I thought I warned you against him?” Lucas asked, not c
Lucille’s POVI went silent, surprised that he would outrightly ask me to divorce Martin. He looked at me, sternly and for the first time in a long while, I was subdued of my father’s gaze. I could oppose or accept his command because he kept my gaze locked. Until my savior came...“I am afraid, sir. We can’t get divorced.” Martin spoke up and then held me by my waist, squeezing it to bring me back to my senses. “Yes, father.” I nodded, quickly while blinking. “I can’t divorce Martin. He means a lot to me–”“Are you seriously going back to him who cheated on you and sent you away? Lucille, I didn't raise you to be this low!” Lucian King banged his fists on the table, startling me and I flinched.However, Martin didn't move. He was steady and calm as always and he intervened. “Are you against our marriage because I am a member of the Luther family, or is it because you think I cheated on Lucille?” Martin asked. My father had to pick a side.“Both.” He groaned. “How could I let my d
Lucille’s POV“My father?” I gasped, shooting up to my feet. Martin willingly let go of me this time, and I grabbed my phone from Kent. Of course, there were a total of 50 missed calls from my father and also Lucas. They never called my phone this much in my entire life. “They must have seen the news...” Kent spoke up as I stared at my phone, scrolling through the messages. They were both demanding my location and I wondered if they were back home. In the background, Kent had put on the large television in the bedroom and the voice of the news anchor echoed in my ears. “NEW CHAIRMAN OF LUTH GROUP, MARTIN LUTHER WITH HIS WIFE, LUCILLE KING WERE INTRODUCED TO THE PUBLIC AND THE SHAREHOLDERS LAST NIGHT…”“Tone it down…my father is calling again…” I waved my hand, and then placed it on my chest. My heart beat rapidly as I watched the phone ring. What would my father say? Would he be disappointed in me? “You don’t have to be scared.” Kent held my waist and slowly pulled me to himsel
Lucille’s POVThe next morning…I opened my eyes which had gone puffy due to the tears from last night. My heart was heavy and as I lay on the bed, I stared at the white ceiling for longer than a minute wondering what decision Martin was going to make. Also, I felt Kent was sitting on the fence, however, his words from last night made me think otherwise. Just at that moment, a deep voice flowed into my ears. “You are awake…”My head snapped to the side as I saw Martin sitting casually on the couch close to my bed.“Martin…” I gasped, quickly sitting up. I was surprised to see him, and he didn't look anything that he was from last night. He was back to his usual self. I took out my legs from underneath the sheets, ready to climb down the bed…“Stay in bed. It’s still very early to rise.” His words were commanding and I found myself sitting. But my eyes searched his face in worry. “How long have you been here?” I asked. “You should have woken me up if you wanted to talk...” “You we
Lucille’s POV I was vexed, and hurt that he would just leave that way. Where was his dangerous self when he didn't want me alone with Kent? Where was his assertive self when he asked me to choose between him and Kent? And now, he just wanted to leave? If I had not stopped him earlier, he would have left without looking back. For the first time, I detested his calmness which I used to admire so much and thought was sexy. “You want to leave, right? Go!” I turned to leave, not wanting to beg him to stay. It was my fault for liking two men at the same time. It was my fault for not being able to choose between two wonderful men. Maybe I was too selfish. “Lucille! Wait!” He caught me before I could go further into the house. I halted my steps but I didn't turn to look at him, and then he walked to stand before me. “I don’t understand. Tell me what you mean by fighting for you. Who am I to fight? Kent?” He asked. I sighed at that question. I didn't want them to fight of course.
Martin’s POV“Drive to Kent’s mansion!” I ordered the driver as I watched Kent and Lucille drive away. My elbow rested on the car door, while I covered my clenched jaw with my palm. How dare that bastard try to take Lucille away from me? I was her first husband! Only my marriage to her would be recognized but that didn't seem to hold much weight because Kent wouldn't relent.In as much as both of us were on the same page about helping Lucille after a circumstance in which we were involved together, it didn't mean we were on the same page about who would be Lucille's lover now. We never talked about it and it didn't seem to be a big deal then because we were trying to get her to understand us. And now that she did, I regretted not setting it straight with Kent.At this point, the driver rode just behind Kent’s car and I watched the back window like a hawk, wondering what could be going on inside but I could see nothing. All I could do was sit back and follow after them. __After in
Lucille’s POV“Damn it!” I facepalmed myself, disappointed that we were in the car and we needed to get out. Kent let go and rested his head on my chest as he breathed heavily. “Should we continue?” He asked. “Of course not.” I rolled my eyes. “Then everyone will know what we are doing here.”“The driver already knows though.” Kent snickered with a smile as he looked up at me. “There is no way we are staying here!” I pushed him off me, suddenly finding the car a bit too cramped. I was embarrassed knowing the driver knew of our actions and Kent wasn't making it easy either. How could he think of staying when the driver had asked us to get down?“Why did he even knock?” Kent frowned, scowling in displeasure. “I was just about to have you to myself…”“Don’t worry.” I smiled. “We can do that when we go in. No one will disturb us then.” I held his chin, playing with his skin with my fingers. But then his eyes roamed down to my chest and a newfound hunger arose in them. “What are you l
Lucille’s POVThe car went silent and Kent still had his hands on his thighs. I didn't know if he was shocked or not but I could only hear his heavy breathing. I sat upright and turned his face, to look straight into his eyes, “Kent, say something.” I nudged him by the shoulders. “Don’t make me feel like I have done something wrong.” I cried. “I have tried to suppress whatever I feel for you both but it’s not happening.” My voice turned shaky and my eyes turned red.“You both swooped in and out of my life just like that and you both have the same influence on me…”“Shh…” He cut me off, placing a finger on my lips. I didn't know what he was feeling because his face was blank now. “You don’t have to explain yourself, Lucille. I understand how you feel.” He said, a small smile playing on his face. “You do?” I arched a brow at him. “Hmm…” He nodded. “I see how you struggle between Martin and I. Both of us are fighting for a space in your heart but none of us outweigh the other.” I w
Lucille's POV I was finally let out of the hospital, ready to reunite with my family. I glanced down at the cake on my lap, and my lips curled into a smile. The cake was for my son, he was five years old today. I had missed moments with him because of my illness, but I wasn't going to miss this one. My son and husband would be so surprised to see me. I pictured their expressions, and I chuckled softly. "We are here, Ma'am," the cab driver said, pulling me from my thoughts. The cab came to a halt, and I fished some cash from my bag before stepping out of the car. I paid the driver and glanced at my house. It looked so familiar and warm. It hadn't changed one bit. With a warm smile, I walked to the gate and once I passed through, I approached my house excitedly, but the sight that greeted me upon entering made me cold. I saw my son and my husband standing close to a cake, with someone I hadn't expected. Vanessa. My ex-best friend. She wasn't my friend anymore becaus...
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