Emily's POV I sighed as I drew on my sketchpad in my room at the hotel. My mind wondered about Mia's question. I had not given her answer till she dozed off, and i had to travel back to the country of my ex-in-laws to plan their damned wedding. I did not regret telling her to ask for anything she wanted, but I did wish I had been a little more specific. I wished Eric would get over his conceitedness and just show up on time, and Lola would stop being such a pain in the butt, so I could be done with the contract and head home to reunite with my baby. A smile played on my lips as I took a look at my drawing. I had finally figured out a plan for the insatiable Wilsons. If they thought they were the only ones who could get under a person's skin, they were wrong. They were in for a huge surprise. I smiled o myself as I knocked on their door the next day. "Come in", Lola's voice came as I knocked. I pushed open the metal door and walked in. "Good morni-" "The designs"
Emily's POV I sighed as I stepped out of the luxurious fabric store where i had gone to get the materials for the dress Cecilia had closed for Lola. I really wished they had let me bring my assistant along, as they had not even given me the assistant they proposed to make available for me. The bag was so heavy, full of costly materials, which I was to use to design the dress. The cab I had hired waited in front of the store, and the driver rushed out to help me. "Let me assist you, ma'am," the kind man offered, and I could not be more grateful. "Thank you so much," I replied. We lifted the heavy materials into the car, and I got settled in while he started the engine. My phone rang halfway into the journey. It was Anna. "Hey, Anna," I answered, blowing out air as I tried to get myself together. The heavy bag had really left me breathless. "Hey, babes. How's it going?" "I just got the materials needed to make the dress. Right now, all I have to do is to get settled with the
Eric's POVI walked into the living room, exhausted, wanting nothing more than to crash on my bed.Upon arriving in the living room, I rolled my eyes to see Lola speaking excitedly with another lady who had her back to me.She had some fabrics in her hands, so I could guess that she was the designer. I felt irritation and annoyance at the thought of the wedding.I cleared my throat, planning towards the stairs when both their attention was drawn to me.No way!As the lady turned to me, I felt my heart leap with a strange feeling of joy, but confusion was etched on my facial features.Emily?How was this possible? How was it possible that the lady who I had been searching for for over five years was in my living room?I had to be hallucinating. Peharps, I had been so crazy in my search that I was beginning to imagine her in my house.I blinked rapidly but there she stood in front of me, her face almost white as she stared back at me in shock."Eric-boo"The squealing voice of Lola drew
Emily's POVOne hundred million?!I felt a wave of weakness hit me at Alicia's words."I-I am so sorry. I did not know it cost so much," I admitted, trying to hide the nervousness in my voice.She wore a smug expression on her face as her lips tilted upward in a mocking smile."No, dear. It actually costs more than that," she corrected, and I scoffed mentally.I should have just left the phone there."I'll try to pay it back..." I trailed off.Lola rolled her eyes."Really? A hundred million dollars!" she exclaimed, and I shot her a small smile when what I really wanted to do was to wipe that mockery on her face away with a slap."I'll see what I can do," I snapped.I did not know what I could do. My company was just rising, and though our net worth was close to one million dollars, giving that entire amount at once would be detrimental for it."Can you pay it back in two weeks?" Cecilia suddenly spoke up with a malicious glint in her eyes. "It is a treasurable piece that we hold in h
Eric's POVI strode into my office, my gaze fleeting past Max, who was smiling as he spoke on the phone.That sneaky bastard would have a lot to answer to when I had his time. Right now, I needed to play my cards right and get Emily back on my side. I envisioned freedom from my cursed marriage with Lola, and a small smile played at the edge of my lips."Good morning, Mr. Wilson," my private investigators greeted, and I waved them in response."Pull up every bit of information you can get about Lily's Event Designing Enterprises and its owner right now for me, Collins," I ordered.With a quick nod of his head, he got to work on his laptop while I worked on my system. A mischievous smirk lingered on my lips as I worked. I finally had the ball in my court, and I was not going to play it wrong."Done, sir," Collins, my personal investigator, replied with a smirk.I smirked."Tell me about it.""It is a fashion design brand, started five years ago by the industrious and innovative Emily Wi
Chapter 20Emily's POV"We meet again, wifey."His jacket lay on my bed while he sat on my couch. He looked just as breathtaking as he did when I last saw him five years ago. I took a good look at him, something I was unable to do at his mansion with Lola around.The white shirt he had on hugged his torso tightly, revealing features of his muscular and wide body build.My heart raced at the sight of him, and my mouth could not utter a proper sentence."W-W-What are y-you d-d-doing here?"Gosh, I sounded like a spluttering duck!Get a grip of yourself, Emily!"It's good to see I still have that effect on you," he commented, with a smirk of amusement written on his face. "I still make you speechless."I swallowed, embarrassed at myself for feeling hot all over. I hugged my shirt, which was already removed halfway to my chest.I cleared my throat."How did you get into my room?" I asked more confidently, with annoyance written all over my facial features.He smirked and stood, walking to
Eric's POVIt was thirty minutes past seven pm.I smacked my lips together as I sat in the Cabellos restaurant and stared at my wristwatch again for the third time.My brows scrunched in annoyance.My phone suddenly beeped with a message, drawing my attention. I glanced briefly at it, but it was a work-related text. I narrowed my eyes before returning my phone to my pocket.The sound of chairs scraping the ground drew my attention, and I felt my breath hitch as I looked up at Emily.She looked so different from the woman I knew five years ago. I resisted the urge to kiss her plump red lips. The deep neckline of her red dress revealed just enough cleavage to leave me more curious. Her chest looked fuller than I recalled.For a moment, I forgot that she was no longer the mute, submissive wife who waited for me at home. I wanted to kiss her immediately, but I refrained. I dipped my hands into my pockets to keep myself from doing something stupid.She crossed her arms across her chest, ma
Lola's POV"Anna, do you think I made the right choice by agreeing to see how it goes with Max?" I asked my best friend over our usual phone call.She sighed."It depends on why, Emily. You know your heart and how fragile it is when it comes to the subject of emotions and relationships. You can see how it goes, but then you would have to decide where he stands in your life."I gave a small smile at her words."That's true. Thank you.""So you mentioned seeing Alicia at the restaurant with a guy while on your date with Max. What did she say?"I rolled my eyes."All she said was 'fancy seeing you here,' but she did have a look in her eyes that I could not quite place my finger on," I explained, feeling thoughtful for a moment."Do you think there was more to her words?""It doesn't matter. As long as I'm not doing anything wrong, and she is a stranger to me, I don't care.""Yes, boss," she replied jokingly.We both laughed over the phone, and I thanked her for saving me from my meeting
After the ceremony, the reception was filled with laughter, music, and dancing. Mia twirled around, delighted to be part of it all, while Eric and I mingled with our guests. It felt like a dream, but I knew it was real. This was the life we had built together, after all the hardships, after the struggles.During the toasts, there was another surprise in store. Tony, who had been promoted for his incredible work in turning in Rico and Lola, stood up to make a speech. But instead of the usual brotherly words, he turned to Alicia.“Alicia,” he began, his voice uncharacteristically nervous, “you’ve changed my life in ways I never expected. You’ve become everything to me, and I can’t imagine a future without you.”There was a collective gasp as Tony dropped to one knee, holding a small ring box in his hands. “Will you marry me?”Alicia’s eyes filled with tears, and for a moment, she was speechless. Then, with a soft laugh, she nodded. “Yes, Tony,” she whispered. “Yes.”The room erupted in
Emily's POV Six months after.It was a warm and cozy evening when Eric walked into the room.I stared at his empty hands and my mouth tilted downwards in disappointment. "I thought you were coming in with my food," I pouted, my arms folded across my chest.He smirked and walked to my bedside and placed a quick kiss on my forehead, sitting beside me on the bed."I see I've become so good at cooking that you want me to be your private chef," he teased, poking my nose slightly and I rolled my eyes.I leaned closer and wrapped my arms around his necks while he wrapped his around my waist. This had become a new normal for us every evening."Let's eat out tonight," he offered. "A friend is opening this new restaurant and wants us to be one of his first customers."I pouted. "Then their food had better be as perfect as yours."His nose flicked mine and we both laughed. As out laughter died down, we leaned into each other with our eyes transfixed, but we were suddenly interrupted by the lou
Eric’s POVI sat by her bedside, staring at her, and a sigh of relief escaped my lips, but when suddenly, her eyes dimmed. They didn’t light up with recognition. Instead, she squinted at me as if trying to place who I was.“Who are you?” she asked, her voice flat and cold.I frowned, thrown off by her question. “Emily, it’s me. Eric.”She tilted her head, her eyes bright with confusion. “Eric? Do I know an Eric?”For a moment, panic gripped me. Was this some kind of lingering effect from the coma? Had she forgotten me? My mind raced, trying to figure out what was happening, until I caught the twitch of a smile at the corner of her lips.Then, it hit me—she was pretending. This was probably her way of getting back at me for what I’d done to her months ago when I had pretended not to know her when I had awoken from my own coma, thinking it was the only way to protect her from the danger surrounding us. Ithad been a cruel thing to do, even if my intentions were to keep her safe. Now, s
Eric’s POVLola’s grip on Dante was ironclad, her hand steady as she pressed a knife to his kneck in a swift turn of events. Her face was a mask of cold determination, showing no trace of fear or doubt. The room was filled with Dante’s bodyguards, all standing frozen, unsure of what to do. The air was thick with tension, the weight of the situation pressing down on everyone."What the hell is going on here?" Dante gritted out unable to free himself from her choke hold.“Let me go, or I’ll blow his brains out,” Lola hissed, her voice low and menacing.I stood a few feet away, watching the scene unfold. My heart pounded in my chest, but I forced myself to stay calm. I had never seen anyone so cold and mean in their resolve, and it was unsettling. Lola wasn’t bluffing; I could tell by the way her hands wrapped tightly around the knife and edged closer to his skin, the sharp edge of the blade graxing his neck. This wasn’t a game to her. It was life or death.Dante’s bodyguards exchan
Joanne’s POVI sat by Emily’s bedside, my eyes fixed on the slow rise and fall of her chest. The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor was the only thing that reassured me that she was still here, still fighting. My sister, one of the strongest people I knew, had been through so much. But this… this was different. It felt as though she was slipping further away with each passing hour.“Emily, please,” I whispered, squeezing her cold hand. “You have to come back to us.”I hadn’t left her side since she’d been admitted. It was sad that Eric had to rush off without seeing his wife hit it was for a good cause.Lola and Rico had to be stopped no matter what. I was glad that Tont and Eric were finally closing in on them. I just hoped to hear the good news that they had apprehended those sneaky snakes.Mia was asleep after I had lulled her with a lullaby. The last thing I needed was for her to see her mother in this state.Suddenly, the sound of her crying baby reached my ears, and I felt
Eric's POV I rushed back to the hospital with Mia, who I realised wasn't so ill. She was just a bit feverish, so I decided to take her with me to the hsopairl where her mother was admitted. As we pulled over at the hospital, I turned to her. "Princess, how do you feel now?" I asked, touching her forehead to check her temperature, but her body was quite warm. "I want to see mummy," she whined, her eyes wide and teary. "I miss mummy." I let out a sigh. "Yes. You will see her. We are at the hospital where she is." Her eyes lit up like she had just been given an ice cream. "Really?" She gasped. "Mummy is here?" I nodded, and she let out a loud squeal. I stared at her in surprise. Wasn't this the girl who wasn't feeling well a while ago? I shook my head with a small smile. Inguess she was just missing her mother. "Let's go see your mum," I said to her, picking her up and locking the car. I could only hope to God that my wife and baby were okay. Joanne had not called me to tell me
Joanne's POV As I watched Emily's back disappear into her room, I could only feel sorry for her. I obviously had an idea of her pain.Forgiveness was not so easy. It truly was divine.The giggles of Alicia and Tony drew me out of my thoughts, and I stuck my tongue out at them, clearing my throat."What is the matter, Joanne?" Tony asked with a daring smirk, but I shook my head."Nothing at all. I'm just enjoying thoughts of attending weddings.." I started, trailing off to enjoy his smirk falling. "And maybe even better, a chief bridesmaid."My mother burst into provocative laughter.He flung a throw pillow in my direction, and it hit me square in the face. "Ow.. My nose. You're a bully, Tony," I whined."I can agree with that," I heard the familiar voice of Eric Wilson and smirked in triumph, bumping my fist with his."Hey, there, brother-in-law," I greeted, seeing as Eric strolled into the living room a few minutes after Alicia. "It's been quite a while. A very long one."He smirked
Emily's POV I sat in front of the television, munching on a large bowl of chips, which I had been so desperately craving for weeks now.My protruding stomach made it hard for me to hold the book of chips as closely as I wanted to.The news that the television was showing made my heart leap for joy."Billionare businessman, Eric Wilson exposes his fiancée in a grand party intended to be their baby's welcoming ceremony. The billionaire exposed that the baby of his fiancée was not his child with proof. Despite the glaring proof, Lola tried to deny it by saying that he was not in his right frame of mind. For a moment, it was almost believed until the police stormed the scene, charging her for various crimes, including attempted extortion and kidnapping. The culprit, Lola, however, fled the scene and has been missing for over a month since the incident...."I had heard everything from Joanne and Tony—even though he was barely at home these days because he was hellbent on getting Lola and
Eric's POV As I walked off the stage confidently, my shoulders felt lighter, and I was glad to have put an end to the shenenigans of Lola. She was now in the spotlight she so admired and wanted but not for the reason she wanted.I watched her face drain of its colour as she stared into the booing and disgusted faces of the guests she had invited, now an object of mockery at her own party."No. He doesn't know what he's saying," she screamed into the microphone, forcefully drawing the attention of all the guests who were already making their way out of the hall. Her makeup was already running down her forehead and face slightly due to her sweats and tears.I folded my arms across my chest, my brows slightly cocked as I stared at her from across the hall. I stood waiting for a signal to get rid of Lola once and for all."What do you mean, Ms Lola?" A nosy press lady holding up a camera asked loudly. "Are you saying that what we just heard was wrong? Are you saying Mr Eric Wilson is no