Flashback ContinuesDaisy’s P.O.V.I’m in the kitchen, preparing dinner for Luke while he takes a shower. Although there are many maids and servants in this mansion, I like to cook myself because it brings me joy. I enjoy preparing new dishes and experimenting with flavours.Especially, I like to cook for Luke, even though he never eats it. Still, I hope one day he’ll enjoy the meals I prepare for him. I always imagine the day when Luke sits down at the table with me, takes a bite of food prepared by me, and his face lights up with pleasure. I can’t wait for that day.The punishment that Luke gave me in his office had left me exhausted, but now I still can’t stop myself from preparing dinner. It’s something I never miss.After finishing my work in the kitchen, as I enter the room, my breath hitches when I see Luke standing there, clad only in a towel. His wet brown hair and glistening skin send a shiver down my spine, burning my body.I just can’t resist this man! He is the epitome of
Flashback ContinuesDaisy’s P.O.V.I wake up early in the morning. Today is Sunday. No office, no work. I love Sundays.After taking a quick shower, I come to the balcony to get some fresh air and share my thoughts with my diary.The cool morning breeze brushes against my skin as I sit on the lounger, the diary open in front of me. It’s my habit to pour out my thoughts and feelings onto its pages, a way to deal with my messed-up thoughts.As I write, I replay last night’s events in my mind. Seeing Luke eating the dinner I prepared filled me with a lot of emotions—joy, disbelief, and hope. It’s a slight gesture, but it means so much to me. It feels surreal. I never thought that I’d witness that scene, yet here it is, etched into my memory like a precious gem.As I continue to write in my diary, the words flowing freely from my pen and I lose track of time, lost in my thoughts and emotions.My eyelids grow heavy, and the next thing I know, I’m drifting off to sleep, the diary slipping f
Luke’s P.O.V.After encountering Daisy and seeing the hatred in her eyes for me, I realised how much it must have hurt her when she saw hatred in my eyes in the past.The memories of the past aren’t letting me sleep. I was an idiot to punish Daisy for a mistake she had never committed. I had feelings for Daisy from the beginning of our marriage, but I forced myself to hurt her even more because of it.FlashbackFive Years AgoI despise Daisy.I hate her for two reasons. In the first place, she is a woman, and secondly…My thoughts are interrupted as Daisy enters the room, stumbling.What the fuck! She is completely wasted.I immediately hold her as she is about to fall to the floor.Damn! I don’t want to care about her. However, sometimes it gets difficult for me not to bother about her.She doesn’t deserve it. In fact, no woman deserves care and love. They are all sluts and deserve to be treated like that.When she is not around, I feel lost, empty, and incomplete. Why do I feel like
Present TimeLuke’s P.O.V. I still remember the day after protecting her, how I treated her with cruelty just to show myself that I hated her and didn’t care for her.FlashbackFive Years AgoI stand under the shower, loathing myself for getting soft with Daisy last night. I didn’t know what happened to me when I saw her drowning in the water. Although I have a soft spot for Daisy, I can’t show it to her.She deserves one thing, and that is my hatred. I can’t be soft with her like before. Just as Olivia cheated on me, she cheated on my best friend, Max. Because of Daisy, Max died in a car accident. Although I care for Daisy, I’ll never forgive her for snatching my best friend away.Whenever I even think about forgiving Daisy, I feel like I’m betraying Max.All women wear the mask of innocence to hide their wickedness and fool men. I can’t let Daisy make me the person I was before, someone who trusted women. No matter what, I can’t fall for her facade and won’t let myself break again.
Luke’s P.O.V. Flashback Five Years AgoThe door to my room bursts open, and I see Daisy entering. She locks the door and hastily removes her clothes, shocking me.What is she doing? I didn’t ask her to get undressed.As she approaches me, naked, I say in a stern tone, “I didn’t ask you to do that, Daisy.”“So what?” She questions back, tears trickling down her cheeks. “Why should I need clothes when I’m alone with you? Because you want me like this only.”“But my mood is good, so put your clothes back.” I feel a twinge of guilt and pain deep down at the sight of her tear-stained face. But I can’t show her that her tears are affecting me, so I add, “Yes, I like you naked, but only when I ask you.”“Luke, I’m your wife, not your slave.” She bites her lower lip to suppress her sob. “It hurts me the way you treat me.”“Do you think I care about what hurts you?” I roll my eyes, although deep inside, her condition hurts me. I stare into her eyes and continue, “You know the truth. You’re m
Daisy’s P.O.V. Flashback Five Years AgoAfter putting on my dress, I step out of the room, searching for Luke. Last night, he was just about to reveal the reason for his hatred towards me. Couldn’t I have fainted just a minute later?However, now I know the truth. I won’t back off until Luke answers why he despises me.I stop as I see him sitting at the dining table having breakfast.Be strong, Daisy. Confront him; it’s high time.Encouraging myself, I walk over to him.“Luke,” I whisper, standing beside him, and he looks up from his breakfast, his face devoid of any emotion. “I—”I pause as he hurls a bunch of papers at me, startling me. They fall to the floor, and I stare at Luke, trying to read his expression. But his face is unreadable, his eyes cold.I slowly bend down to pick up the scattered papers from the floor, my hands trembling slightly. “What is this?” I ask, glancing up at him.Luke replies in a curt tone, “Divorce papers.”I freeze as his words reach my ears. I feel l
Daisy’s P.O.V.I’m working on my laptop, and beside me, Hope is sleeping, hugging her Rabi. I couldn’t sleep properly last night because of the dreadful memories of my past. Luke’s return to my life has reopened old wounds.I was an idiot to let Luke treat me with cruelty; now I won’t let him do it again.“Mommy.” As Hope calls me in a sleepy tone, I shift my gaze towards her. A smile spreads across my face as I see her adorably rubbing her eyes, kneeling beside me on the bed.I place the laptop on my other side and open my arms. “Come here, my little princess.”She smiles softly and immediately settles on my lap, telling me, “Mommy, Hopi saw a very beautiful dream.”“What dream?” I inquire, embracing her in my warm arms.“I saw my uncle in my dream, and I was calling him Daddy.” My face becomes pale upon hearing Hope’s words. “Mommy, will you make Uncle Hope’s Daddy?” She asks in an innocent tone, placing her hand on my face, and my chest becomes heavy with pain.Don’t cry, Daisy. Ju
Luke’s P.O.V.“Oopsie Topsy!” Hope sticks her tongue out. “I forgot to take your permission before calling you Daddy. Will you be my Daddy, Uncle?” As Hope asks, I stare at Daisy.She shakes her head at me, signalling me to deny Hope, and murmurs, “No.”“Please, say yes.” As Hope implores, I shift my gaze towards her adorable face. “Don’t you want to become the Daddy of a cutie girl like me?” She bats her eyelashes at me.I’m dying to tell her I don’t have to become her daddy because I’m her father.“Please, say something. Don’t you want to become my daddy? Don’t you like Hope? Am I that bad?” As her eyes become teary, I feel a pang in my heart.Shit! What am I doing? I can’t let her cry because of me. I’ll handle Daisy’s anger afterwards; now it’s important to make my daughter happy.“Hey, don’t say that, kiddo.” I take a deep breath before speaking up in a soft tone, placing my hand on Hope’s face, ignoring Daisy’s angry look. “You’re the most adorable kid I have ever met. Anybody w