Zari Jones, a beautiful soul, and loving wife, had been pushed to her limits. She thought she could handle anything because she loved her husband so much. But what was she supposed to do when the events in her marriage got out of control? What will happen when another woman enters their life, yet Zari is accused of cheating? Then there's a pregnancy, a surprise divorce party, a car crash, her disappearance, memory loss, and much more! Will their marriage be able to weather the storms? Or will jealousy and lack of trust eat them alive? Is divorce the final answer? Will Devon come to his senses, or will it be too late? Devon knows she is not the same Zari he married. Devon Hightower must work harder than he's ever worked at anything! He must start from the very beginning. The magical and romantic moment they met. Their love affair began when he met Zari, who worked part-time at a five-star restaurant on weekends to help pay her bills. Devon Hightower is a Meticulous bachelor billionaire who is arrogant, prideful, and vindictive and a newly appointed CEO who thrives on personal and professional control. One evening while out to dinner. He caught sight of a soulful pair of brown eyes and a smile he would never forget. Devon watched Zari intently, awe-struck by her beauty. He had never been attracted to anyone the way he was to her. His status and family background told him this shouldn't be happening. But his heart never beat so rapidly for any other the way it did for her. Zari stood there stunned when she was able to remember that night. It was the one memory that may her want to save her marriage. But was it too late?
View More“Devon what should I do?” She asked after muting the call. “Take the call.” Devon poured himself a cup of coffee.. He could see Zari was deep in thought. So he took a seat at the table. She looked at him. Her body heaved, again and again. It was time to purge. Zari told Devon. “I agree we can’t keep ignoring his phone calls.” “Yes, so you should tell him goodbye so we can move on with our life." Devon hugged her, and her stomach finally settled. Now she could finally put it all to rest finally. “Hello Evan. Please listen to me first. I'm so sorry, I had no idea not responding to your call for these months would bring you here. I am the biggest procrastinator there is. I'm the type if something is happening today or a problem arises. I tell myself that I will worry about tomorrow. It's the way I have coped with issues by telling myself to deal with them tomorrow. When tomorrow comes, I face something new and have forgotten all about yesterday's concerns. But now that I'm appl
Zari remembers Devon, not from her past and she doesn't recall the vows from the past. The tragic kidnapping and accident have erased pieces of Zari's memory, including the recollection of her first wedding. The memory from photographs, pictures that capture the passion between them on that particular day, is her only memory in pictures. But she can't forget her loving husband, Devon she has now. After making court appearances, his brother's lawyer, in the end, pleaded insanity. Evan was going away to a mental institution where hopefully, he'll get the help he needs. Since his health didn't permit it, Devon's father had to humble himself and ask his oldest son to take over the family business entirely. Devon encourages his father to trust his sister Mina, who can manage the family business more successfully than he could ever. Once the dust settled, the reality of the problems of the Hightower family hit home. It was now time for Devon and Zari to concentrate on their life. Zari d
After telling Devon what happened to her, Zari could see that Devon was beyond angry. “Devon, I don’t want to share anymore. All you need to know, baby, is that I fought and fought to keep him from taking me until he put that towel over my nose and forced me into the back seat of his car. "Do you remember the make and model of the car Zari?" Devon anxiously asks. I think so, but I only remember the color, nothing much else, because before I passed out, he covered me with a blanket, and I quickly lost consciousness. Upon waking, I felt drugged and limp; my hands and feet were bound, and once inside his house, I was forced into the shower to shave. "Shave?" "Please don't make me share details." Devon nodded, "Tell me." Zari continued. "The man led me across the hall into a room; I tried to get away many times. That's when he handcuffs and leaves me alone for I don't know how long. Until I was dying of thirst and starving for food, and that was the beginning of my nightmare and
Zari finally awakened and she wasn't sure about anything. She just wasn't sure of much anymore only that she was unhappy and then suddenly happy. Being that the caretaker dropped the dose of meds, she was giving Zari. She began to cry a lot. She cried when it rained. She cried at the sound of gloomy music on the tv and radio.She cried over the fact that she cried and she cried because things lacked substance. Zari felt as if she was moving in slow motion, swimming through a sea of shadows. Then she said, “What an awful Metaphor,” she thought, and then she laughed asking herself, “What is a metaphor? How did I know that word?”Even though she didn't know what the word meant anymore, she had the feeling she'd known it, once before. She'd known a lot of things. Then again, maybe not. Something was wrong with her. Wrong, she thought.He told her the doctors said she was ill. Not that she recalls seeing a doctor. He told her that she had additional problems. “Your memory was failing her.
He stared at those pink panties she wore. His hand lingered over her center as if too excited to touch it. His eyes cascaded down her thighs to her legs. He realized she still had on her shoes. He hurried to the foot of the bed. “I'm sorry, that should have been the first thing I removed. Please forgive me, dear.” He said, looking up at her face and chuckling. Once he removed her shoes from her feet. He climbed back into bed, smiling non-stop. He wanted her; she was almost too precious to touch. But his twisted mind convinces him to make her his bride and wife. And he felt the only way is to have intercourse with her. That way, she will become his, and he would be able to wipe away the grime she's been living with all this time. "She will be all mine," He repeated breathlessly in heat. The sound of labored breathing, the crescendo of gasps and moans escaped his throat as he removed her bra and panties. His right hand cupped her breast while the other rubbed her mound. Zari lay th
She felt someone grab her from behind. She tried to scream as the white cloth was placed over her mouth. He held it there until she stopped moving and completely collapsed in his arms. He knew he had to avoid the cameras. The only one he saw was the one across the street. He maneuvered around the building getting behind the camera. He opens up his car door and puts her in the back seat. He closed his eyes and shook his head. “Why didn't she just listen?” He got in the car and drove off. As Zari lay there on the backseat, knocked unconscious. He was rambling as if she could hear him. “Why didn't you listen?” He asked as he let out a sigh. “You heard everything I told you, and you know I was right about that punk Devon the first time. He shook his head, his lips trembling. “I don't get you, Zari. After all the abuse you've gone through, I'm here to protect you, and you don't want it.” He was coming in and out of insanity and sanity. “What did you say?” He looked back to the backseat
Instead of moving on and forgetting the past, he was trying to help her gain her memory even now after all this time. He seemed absorbed with the past and what had happened to the woman she was before. Zari has constantly questioned why her brain has chosen to erase or lock away her memory of her past life with Devon and their excellent beginning. She couldn't understand why something so good, so precious, she couldn't recall it. It was so aggravating. All she wants to clearly remember and cherish is the things they have experienced in the past six months. And to add, she is finally going to the Hightowers for dinner for the first time in their three-year marriage. ***** According to the Doctor, Zari's memory of time and events was returning. Sometimes when a patient's memory returns to them, they feel like they are reliving that moment. Devon was encouraged to give her time to go through the episode; once she has calmed down, she may be ready to reveal where she's in her memories.
She stormed out of the living room. Zari was determined to let him speak first. No more filling in the silences for him. No more assuming his quiet meant, "I love you, let's stay married even though I'm indebted to Susie." So she left him standing there as she slammed the door to her room. Devon plopped down on the sofa. He had to consider long and hard all that was said. Devon was shocked. He had thought all was well between the two of them now. "How did I not realize how bad this had hurt her? I must figure out how to return to Zari's good graces and life and tell her I'm not going anywhere. I thought the planning of the vow recital showed I was serious." Devon had been so distracted with trying to please Susie and keep his sanity, thinking only of the promise he had made to Susie, but sadly he never managed to keep in mind the vows he had made to Zari and how she must have felt all this time. Until recently, he'd finally dared to start doing it another way around. From now on, Za
"I've asked you this once and will ask you again. Are you pregnant or something for Devon? I don't understand why you can't let a man who has disrespected you this way go?" "No, I'm not pregnant, for my husband and I take my marriage vows seriously. However, Mike, I believe we make mistakes, and if we are repented, then they deserve a second chance," she said honestly. "So you're going back to him? I thought when you left with me tonight. You have made your decision." Mike's emotions caught in his throat slightly. "I don't know the full workings of the human heart… maybe I'll understand one day. But I do know how I feel about him, and I still get angry at him, but I know how I feel about my husband." "I'm still not following," Mike said quietly. "Even though our relationship is in question, I knew I loved him before I married him. We've been together off and on for three years. And what I have for you is love, but falling in love with you that hasn't happened. There's an attractio
Baby, I'm so happy you are out of that hospital and at home. It's so good to see you smiling this morning. It's been a while since I've seen you this way. You know what? We ought to throw a party. No, I'll throw a party just for you." "Oh honey, how sweet. But I don't know if I'm ready for a party. How about you take me out to dinner." "No way! My wife deserves to be celebrated! How about next weekend?" "I don't know." "I'm going to plan a fabulous party just for you. So don't worry; you won't have to lift a finger. Would you like that?" I didn't answer. "You suppose to answer and say yes, or no?" I knew my husband. But lately, he has been a different man since last month. So maybe he finally believes me and knows how much I want our marriage to work. "Say Thank you, Devon. You are the best husband ever! That would be nice coming from you." Devon stood over me as I lay in bed. "I'm waiting." "I moistened my lips and finally gave in. "Thank you, Devon, my handsome husband," I
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