"Mrs. Leah—"I sat limp on the chair. My legs are too weak to stand any longer. My head felt spinning. This feeling of dizziness may be due to shock over what I saw and heard today. Steve swiftly squatted in front of me and took off the high heels I was wearing. My feet were gently massaged and the pain slowly faded."You shouldn't wear high shoes when you're pregnant. You didn't forget to take your vitamins, right?" he said, looking up at me from below. He's like a talkative lover. Did he forget that i left the vitamins at his grandmother's house? Because I don't care about this pregnancy.I don't know whether I will be able to love this child later. Honestly, I'm afraid that one day he will ask who his father is. Where is his father and why did his father die?"Looks like it's out of stock, I'll buy it later—" I said.He immediately immediately called someone to buy me vitamins. Steve is so agile and caring, he is just like his father. I can't possibly ignore someone like this, righ
"You must not go home before all the toxic substances in your body are released, because that could harm the fetus in your womb. If I may know who the father is?" "I'm doc—" said Steve. "Okay, can you come with me to the room for a moment, sir?" I couldn't stop it, even though I wanted to say that my husband had died. There's no way I can say that I don't have a husband, that's embarrassing, isn't it? A little pity rose in my heart for Anthony's seed in my body. Can he feel the effects of the substance? My hand reflexively stroked my still-flat stomach, for some reason I felt guilty. I'm not trying to protect him, I may not want to but, he has the right to be born to see the world. Before going home, Lindsay said to me, "The seed in your stomach is Anthony's love for you. Allow him to live, he must be the successor to Kickers. You can't possibly rely on El." My inner turmoil and common sense always go to war just because I think about Anthony. Sometimes my head throbs badly when
I sat watching him cooking in the kitchen. A high chair in front of the minibar is a boundary between me and him. Like waiting for a chef to cook using an apron. Chef who is good-looking and is not boring."You like spicy, don't you?""Yes, I like it, just give me lots of chili powder," I said."But the little one can't accept spicy food yet, so I'll cancel okay—" he answered accompanied by a loud chuckle. How dare he play with me. Giving options but not saying, "Hey, you offered me, you also canceled is rude."He turned around and brought a plate of sausages with sauce. The aroma of the food is quite delicious. He returned to take several other plates containing pieces of vegetables and fruit."Pregnant women have to eat lots of nutritious food. Come on, or do you want me to feed you?"I brought my face closer and stretched my lips. What do you think he will do? For a moment he was silent and after that, he took a sausage and put it slowly into my mouth. It feels good.Steve looks em
"Calm down Leah, let's talk carefully." I shook my head and backed away. Looking at him in annoyance and disbelief, how could someone I thought was good secretly stab me like this? He said there was nothing wrong with Natalie. Why? Why! All the men who like me always fall into her hands, why? "Get out of here, now!" "Leah—" "Get out or I'll get out! You're a cheater Steve. You said you weren't the one having an affair with that demon woman huh? It turns out what, what!" I screamed and he just said, "Sorry—" "Who is the person threatening you?"He answered for a long time, "You'll find out later." "It's great that you, everyone, conspired, and worked together to destroy me. No matter how much pain I experienced, all of you know it, but you are so blind. All of you don't want to understand, you don't have the slightest pity for me. Do you want to die huh? If I die, what do you do? satisfied huh!" He shook his head and couldn't say anything because I was raging like a crazy person
Half an hour after the meeting ended, I waited for resignation letters from several people I fired. One by one they came in and the last one I received was a letter from someone named Bernard. He came in and immediately sat in front of me before I invited him to sit. His cynical gaze looked down on me. His arrogant eyes and body gestures reflect looks like Natalie. He greatly inherited his mother's arrogance. "I'm sorry if I disappoint you, Madam and being a good leader is a leader who accepts everyone's voting rights, not just ego. This company is growing because of us and our perseverance. Without us solid workers, this company would be nothing. I respectfully thank you, excuse me." "Wait, I want to talk, sit back down," I said, preventing him from moving to leave. He sat back facing me."You directed all the workers under your leadership to fight against the leader of this company, is that true? On what basis do you accuse me without evidence and want to expel me? Do you know who
"We'll have dinner together, darling. Without anyone, I hope you're full."I sat on the balcony eating grilled meat and delicious potato wedges. See the view of the dark sky with a sprinkling of stars. Trying to make peace with all the resentment hanging in my heart. I have to face all problems with common sense and caution. Previously I thought, if I die because I lost against them, so be it. But now, if I die because I keep fighting them, it's the same as killing the innocent creature in my body. I risked two lives at one time. If I die, then he must live. He is the legal owner of Kickers Company. Because his grandfather and father had trusted the company to me, their successor.After eating I checked my cell phone. There was a message from Crystal asking for my apartment address, but I didn't give it. I'd better visit her than many people will know about this place.Like I was going to meet on a blind date, I dressed neatly and beautifully. Ordered a taxi to take me to Crystal's a
"Ciao, come stai, Azalea" That deep voice greeted me from the video connection I was making to her at the moment. It's not difficult to find out about her company. What's difficult is communicating with her. I had to be interrogated by multiple parties and all of her private security servers were now monitoring me. "A little troubled, Bertha. First of all, I want to say sorry if I didn't visit you while I was in Rome. I'm also sorry about Nick's death." Her face fell again and I hoped she could forgive me. Because Nick died really because of me. "Do you know who caused it?" She asked, looking at me seriously. "Anthony's son and I have sent him to prison.""Good, and it won't be long before he'll be out." I frowned confused, as to why she said this. Can't she repel the power of EL's friends? "What do you mean?" She grinned slightly, like Nick's expression when he was about to do something stupid. They are brothers and sisters. Their faces were stern and they rarely smiled but B
Disturbing terror. A sudden splash of dark red blood towards the screen seemed to come out. I was shocked at that time, ran outside, and collapsed in David's arms. This time I woke up in an uncomfortable mood. On the one hand, I want to be angry with the perpetrator who did something like that to me, but in reality, it is true. I'm a murderer, according to their accusations. "Go to the cafe first before going to the office, I want breakfast," I told David not to go straight to the office. This morning I made an appointment with Theo, to have breakfast together at the usual place. The memory cafe, which is still standing and always busy with visitors, is my choice. The atmosphere outside is quite cold, a cup of warm chocolate with croissants and pie can make my stomach full. Don't forget, I also packed some for the office. David came in too, he sat not far from where I sat, watching. Not long after I sat in, the figure I was waiting for came, I raised my hand to signal that I had b
Steve always hugged Leah possessively throughout the event. They couldn't leave the party before the guests attending the event left. The guests who came were close relatives so they spent a long time chatting with each other. There was no longer any feeling of awkwardness or anxiety in Leah's heart. She felt very loved by her new husband. Even though in reality they are still the same age, Steve is even older than Leah. but Leah still tried to think that Steve wasn't a little boy. So far, she has always been carried away by age when she was still Anthony's wife. When the dance music played, all the guests present looked for their respective partners. "Would you like to dance with me, my wife?" Steve knelt and kissed the back of Leah's hand tenderly. Seeing that everyone clapped for them. Leah blushed, smiled, nodded awkwardly. Her body resigned itself to being pulled by Steve until her chest was pressed against Steve's broad chest. Leah's hands were around Steve's long neck and Stev
"Now kiss your bride." The oath of allegiance has been spoken from our lips. I felt embarrassed when he started to remove the cloth covering my face. He is my husband. A high-ranking police officer is one of the important people in the police force whose identity is very secretive. My eyes didn't blink looking at him who was so handsome, his hands slowly cupped my face and he crushed my lips slowly and very carefully. His soft kiss made me drift away for a few seconds. The sound of applause from the guests present brought a festive impression to this closed wedding. I don't know what the concept was, because he only invited certain closest people and relatives. "I love you, don't be angry," he said softly with a smile after our kiss broke. I wasn't going to be mad at him but thousands of questions ran through my head. He introduced me to the top police officer along with his wife and friends who I saw with him in the photo. After that, the Anthony family hugged me one by one, they
One medium-sized pizza, I finished it alone before arriving at my destination. The journey only takes thirty minutes to a place like a hotel. A very luxurious place of detention if I were to be kidnapped. Someone greeted our arrival, he chatted with the driver and after that, this man turned to me, "Come on honey, come with me," he said, his body language was like a woman, but he was a man because I saw the bulge in the front of his trousers. I walked behind him. Following him, he entered a room filled with white dresses. Wait, what is this? "Um, may I ask, what clothes will I wear?" "Oh dear, you can take a shower first to freshen up because maybe the groom can't wait to say his vows of allegiance. Your gown are already available, you can wear whatever you want, choose whatever you like." Bride? I will marry, but who will be my husband? Meanwhile, Steve could not be contacted. Is he being held by the Anthony family and this is ... me and Pedro's wedding? Why did he go alone withou
Steve left me alone at his house because he was taking care of something he was hiding from me. He shouldn't be able to hide anything from me anymore. While he was away, I searched his entire house. One by one I entered the rooms. All the rooms look ordinary and there is no luxury in them. There was a cupboard filled with old clothes, probably belonging to his parents. I climbed the stairs, and at the top two rooms were facing each other. One room is locked while the other is not. This unlocked room is wider than the room downstairs. Oh yeah, will I sleep in his room later? There is nothing here and it is clean and well maintained. The bed is neatly made and smells good. Again I stood in front of this locked room. My curious soul couldn't be stopped again, I looked for a gap to open this door. Finally, the door opened and I saw a row of pistols neatly lined up. From the smallest to the largest guns. Does he have a collection of items like this, legal or illegal? He is too mysteriou
"Thank you, if you need anything I will help you, Madam," "Just call me Leah, we look the same age, don't we?" I said while hugging her. "Yeah, I'm too embarrassed to call you that because Steve's grandmother said you were the boss's wife," he answered while glancing at Steve. I shook my head. "Oh, not anymore, we're just exes," I confirmed to her. She is a good girl and could be a new friend for me. She is also polite, and able to keep her distance from Steve. Unlike other women who feel close to male friends, they don't care about the man's lover. I haven't declared him a girlfriend yet. But this girl said that you have made up. What are they talking about me? The car started driving again, his gaze was still looking forward then turned to me as he kissed my hand and then stroked it gently with his thumb. "So, what are your plans next?" "Imprisoned Mr. Theo for attempted murder at the hospital." "Whose murder?" "You forget if someone covered your face with a pillow and that w
I took a deep breath, sticking out my tongue to wet my lips which felt numb. Nestled in Steve's large arms, he waited patiently for my answer. "I—" stammered, looking into his dark eyes, I forgot what vocabulary I wanted to put together into a sentence."I don't want you to be stressed, or depressed because of the endless demands. Always asking for proof and you keep covering up the evidence as best you can. Come on, run away from all this, leave everyone who thinks you are evil, and so on. Or, you already love Pedro. You want to marry him?" I saw jealousy in his eyes, but not selfishness. He would want to give in if I asked him to step down and choose Pedro. Am I selfish, if I close my eyes not to care if he already has a girlfriend? Or will I be able to harm him if Pedro wants me later?"How is your lover?" "She's my friend, the one I asked to pretend." My eyes widened and he smiled. He has made me gawk a lot at his quite annoying behavior. Since last night I felt like a miserable
I laughed when he asked for a second chance. While he said he was heartbroken and now has a girlfriend, it will be my question that demands him. "Steve, yesterday your grandmother said you were heartbroken and now you have a girlfriend. Then, after seeing me, you want a second chance. All of that was a big surprise to me." "I need someone to erase you from my brain. An aggressive woman who might make me forget everything." Aggressive woman? "I need to calm myself down so that my life can be normal and not force myself to have you. I still can't. As long as you are still breathing, you are the one I always want. Not your body, I want to protect you, I love you like Mr. Anthony can't give me that to you. I want to be a loyal man like you want." I was silent, watching his serious face. I don't want to interrupt, I just want to judge whether what he said is trustworthy or just a figure of speech. "My father once said, 'I feel sorry for Azalea, that woman is very innocent and loves he
Coming here actually made Steve's grandmother busy, she made my favorite corn soup. While talking about Steve, who she said was heartbroken. Where does she know? Did Steve call her? Usually, grandsons would not say personal things openly. Don't let this woman suddenly hate me because of me if she finds out that I hurt her grandson. "Does he still work for you?" She asked. She handed me the soup that was ready to be served on the dining table. How do I explain all our problems? Since that night, he no longer contacted me. He doesn't have any work at the office so there's no reason for me to communicate with him anymore. "Not anymore grandma, he probably already has a new job," I said, reflexively and brought the soup to the dining table. I can't possibly answer the truth. Dumping a man who has been good to me all this time just because he slept with my enemy. That's how evil a woman is, she can steal the man her friend loves because of his wealth or feel disgusted if the man she's b
I'm not an innocent woman who doesn't know anything about wanting a man to approach me like this. Moreover, his eyes kept looking at my lips. In my mind two sides were colliding, one wanted to immediately feel his lips, and one side wanted me to survive and avoid. "Do you want to feel and differentiate the touch of a young man's lips that are still fresh, not wrinkled," he said, the tips of our lips slightly touching each other. His fresh-smelling breath made me fall asleep, disturbing the calm of my subconscious. I tried to hold on, when the tip of his nose played between mine, rubbing gently. "I've felt kisses from many men, both ordinary, extraordinary, young and old. I'm not curious about how it feels, young man—" I said while gently pushing his chest away from me. But he insisted on going forward, holding my hand which was removing it from his chest. With a quick movement, he grabbed my waist and brought me onto his lap. Oh, God! He even dared to pull the hem of my dress down