Eric's POVI silently observed the light atmosphere in my home for a couple of days as I hung around.My sister had been unusually bubbly, and my mother even had a small smile on her face.As we sat down for breakfast the next day, I couldn’t help but watch them laugh heartily over different irrelevant discussions.Lola suddenly burst into the dining room, her eyes teary."Babe, can you imagine that the designer for our wedding literally ruined my wedding dress?" she screeched, causing my brows to knit together in confusion. "What are you talking about?"She suddenly flipped her phone to my face, showing me the image of a beautiful dress that I had to admit was one of the most stunning dresses I had ever seen. She suddenly swiped it over to the next picture, and I was mortified by the disaster the dress had been turned into."How did that happen?" I asked, feigning concern for her, but I was actually concerned for Emily. Who could have done that to her?My gaze shifted to my mother a
Emily's POV"Anna, you don't have to!"She made a disapproving noise from the other end of the line."I got you into this. It is only right that I am there with you physically to give you the support you need."I shook my head, sniffling slowly."You're already supporting me enough, Anna. You're looking after Mia for me when I can't be there. I can't thank you enough for that."I heard her sigh at the other end of the line, and just as she was about to protest again, I continued."Besides, if you leave now to come over here, no one will be with Mia."My voice broke at the end of my sentence. I would not forgive myself if anything worse happened to her."Emily, you should tell Eric about her. He just might be the perfect match we have been searching for far and wide."My heart raced as she told me the bitter truth I needed to hear, but the scared part of me refrained from paying much attention to it."We will soon get a perfect donor that does not have to be Eric. If I, her mother, was
Emily's POV"The person who ruined the dress is..."My heart raced with both anticipation and relief as I stared at Eric, who seemed certain."The person who Collins points out," he said, nodding towards the man who walked in with him.I watched anxiously, partially expecting him to meet Alice, who was my greatest suspect. To my horror and shock, he walked in Trisha's direction."This woman, Trisha David, is the culprit," he announced, but I shook my head.It did not add up. Trisha was the warmest person who had worked with me at the Designers' Hub, and we had bonded well over the time we had spent together. The ruin of the dress had broken her as much as it had crushed me. She could not be the culprit.I stepped up, staring squarely at Collins."You must be mistaken, Collins," I snapped, glaring in Eric's direction.Was this another prank of his to get another of my friends in jail for what they knew nothing about?"I am certain of what I am saying," he insisted, glaring at Trisha, w
Alicia's POVMy heart skipped at his question, and I squirmed under his intense stare, but I hung my head confidently. "Trisha? Who is that?", I asked, staring right back into his eyes in denial, but his unwavering stare assured me that he knew what he was saying."Do you really want me to refresh your memory?"I rolled my eyes. "Yes, please. Tell me of this 'Trisha' that I don't know anything about," I spoke sarcastically, trying to wave it off, but within me, my heart raced. I hoped he had not figured me out.Trisha's delay in responding to my call already made me feel uneasy inside, and Eric's accusing stare seemed to be a kind of confirmation to my fears."Fine. Fine. I'll speak! Leave me alone!! I was sent by your own sister, Alicia, to ruin the dress. She sent me. She hates Emily's guts and hopes to make her pay for whatever reason I don't know. Probably because she wants to ruin the wedding she was sent to plan by having an affair with you!"My blood ran cold, and I felt like
Emily’s POVI sighed in perfection at the sight of the dress, which clung perfectly to Lola’s skin like a glove.The shimmery effect around the mermaid dress was just what I had envisioned it to be. Lola was indeed made to be a model, as her wearing the dress made her look like a masterpiece herself.“Oh my gosh!” she squealed as she took in her reflection in the full-body mirror that graced the living room walls. “This is so unique. What do you have to say, mother?” she inquired of Cecilia, whose eyes drooped at the dress.She had a permanent frown on her face as she stared down at the dress.Alicia, for one, had not said a word to me since I had stepped into the room, and I was very much relieved. I could, however, feel her eyes boring holes into the back of my head as I walked around Lola, taking note of the things that needed to be corrected.“What are these beads made of? They are not shining as brightly as I expected them to,” Cecilia commented, her eyes fleeting across the dres
Emily's POVI grabbed my hale and hearty baby into my arms as soon as I stepped into her ward, making sure to be careful with the medical cords that were connected to her."My darling!" I gushed softly, hugging her, and she giggled, hugging me with superior enthusiasm. "I missed you so much.""Mummy, I missed you too!" she squealed, her tiny arms wrapped around my neck. "I thought you would not come back, Mama. You stayed away for long."My eyes watered. I knew that I indeed deserved her accusations."I'm so sorry, darling. I had to work," I apologized, but she only pouted, crossing her arms on her chest."You always have to work, Mama, yet you rush down here when something happens to me. When will you stop working?"I smiled at her as she sulked."When I can give you a good life, baby," I cooed, and she frowned in confusion before beaming anyway."Okay, Mama," she said with an understanding nod. "The doctor said I can leave in three days. Will you stay here with me till then?"I bowe
"Have you completely lost it? What did he do to you? He is your freaking best friend for crying out loud!"My fingers danced across my phone screen lazily as I listened to my mother scream at me. Surprisingly, she had just found out about Max's imprisonment somehow, and she had refused to let my ears rest since she heard about it."I am talking to you, Eric! You even moved him to a much worse prison! What is wrong with you?" she snapped. "Did you even plan to tell me about it before I found out myself, Eric? You've kept that young man in jail for over five weeks, Eric. What height of cruelty!"I stifled a yawn at her incessant questions, regretting even leaving my room to catch some refreshing air before leaving for the gym later in the evening."Answer me!"My mother's shrill scream caused me to snap my neck in her direction."What is the big deal about it, Mum?" I snapped. "He owed me money and got what he deserved. Period!"Her eyes widened and then narrowed at me, and her jaw tick
Emily's POVI tugged in the hem of my jacket as I strode confidently towards the courthouse.It had been a hell of a week since I found out that Max had been moved to a different cell. The officers and policemen had been very strict with their no visiting policy for him despite my threats to take it up again, which brought me to this very moment.Eric had promised to meet me at the court after sending me a message, which I would like to consider a threat, asking me to withdraw the case or he would take extreme measures.I flicked my flailing hair off my face as I walked, determined to see the end of Eric's stupid schemes. I was determined to get Max out of prison this very day.As I approached the entrance of the courtroom, the breathtaking appearance of Eric stood inches away from the door. My eyes were off him as swiftly as they had landed on him, and I shook my head.Breathtaking, my foot!"Emily," His voice called out, firm yet warm. I ignored him, preparing to brush past him whe
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