Chapter 29 "The president just got involved in a fatal accident and he has been taken to the City Hospital," Ezekiel said over the phone in a worried tone. Everything went numb as soon as Ivy heard this. Countless emotions gushed within her. Absent-mindedly, her phone fell from her hands. "No! Dillon can't be involved in an accident," She screamed and rushed out. She got into the car and without informing the chauffeur, she drove off at a speed. In a flash, she had already gotten to City Hospital. Her heart skipped when she saw a lot of reporters in front of the hospital. They were all trying to get into the hospital to satisfy their curiosity. "No... No... No... It can't be," She flew out of the car, leaving the door unlocked, and rushed into the hospital. She held the only nurse she met in the reception tightly. "Where's he?" She asked, beads of sweat already forming on her head. Her body trembled and her voice shook tremendously. "Who?" The nurse's face squeezed and
Ivy opened her eyes slowly. She fell from the roof. As if Dillon had already known what would happen, he called the director and asked her to put a foam there in case of necessity.She was expecting to feel pains all over her body, or perhaps, to have broken joints but she wasn't feeling anything. It was strange. "What happened? Why is my arm still intact?" She asked, looking at the director and crew faces one after the other. "Well, you fell on a foam instead of the hard floor," The director replied while helping her up. She found it odd, yet, she didn't pester any longer. "Let's take a break. We will look for a stunt to play this role. We will be taking the next scene in 20 minutes," She announced, clapping her hands and dispersing other members.Ivy took a bottle of water and went to sit on a bench. She opened the water and gulped it thirstily. She finished it in a go. "Hey! How are you?" Gabriel Austin, the man acting in the lead role asked. He was walking toward her. "Fine,"
The internet was on fire. The news of Mirabel fainting spread like wildfire. The reporters claimed everything was Ivy's fault and Mirabel could not be any happier than this. "Ivy... Can you please wait?" Dillon called as soon as he got out of his car. He locked the door and scurried after Ivy.Ivy halted her footsteps and turned to face him with folded arms. Her mouth was pouted. Her misted eyes radiated pain. "What the hell do you want from me? You see! I kept wondering if you didn't think twice before behaving shamelessly," She spat out and walked away. Dillon was speechless. How can he be haunted by what he didn't do intentionally?*. *. * Kayla just finished taking her bath, and with a towel wrapped around her slim, flawless body, she stepped into the bedroom. She creamed her body and dressed up happily. She has finished her first college degree and she has to go and look for a place to work as an intern. And since she was aspiring to be a reporter, she decided to go for
Dillon couldn't believe his ears. He never expected those words to come out of her mouth. "What! Are you being serious right now?" He sprang up. Shock stricken and perplexed. "Oh! Yes! I am freaking serious right now," Dillon scoffed, looking at her unbelievably. "I can't believe this," "Well, you just have to believe it now," She retorted almost immediately. "What the hell did you expect me to say? Mirabel's loyal fans are ready to do anything just so you could get married to her. If it was just you and I, I won't bother too much but, this is about my sister. The only family I have here on earth. What if they do something more disastrous to her? This is not the time to be selfish, Dillon," She fired, releasing her frustration with the words. Dillon's mouth was wide open. He was looking to be sure this was his woman. "Selfish? Are you indirectly calling me selfish?" He asked and instead of answering him, she hissed and headed upstairs.*. *. * In a room.Mirabel puffed out t
Mirabel waved her hands, smiling widely and sending creepiness down Ivy's spine. She sneered inwardly and stared at her, surprised and perplexed. "I am sure you must have had a long day. Go to your room, shower, and rest," She chuckled wickedly afterward. Ivy rolled her eyes, folded her arms, and went to sit on the sofa opposite her. Unsmiling, she asked, "Are you sure you haven't missed your way?" "Come off that. How can I miss my way to my fiance's house?" Ivy knew she was just trying to trigger her anger and she wouldn't let it. "Fiance??? Did no one tell you that a married man is no longer some sluts' fiance?" The statement hit Mirabel in the face like a slap. She sprang up and balled her fist furiously. She bit her lower lips, controlling her veins from puking out of her skin. "I dare you to repeat that statement," She pointed a finger at her. Her body trembled because of her exasperation.Ivy giggled and muttered nonchalantly, "I don't know when a slut starts get
Dillon's mother and Mirabel strode in majestically. The duo radiated a sophisticated and intimidating aura. Ivy had a bad premonition when she saw the luggage with them. Who wants to start living with them? "Oh! My son. You must be surprised to see me here tonight," Dillon's mother muttered, taking her seat on one of the sofas. She instructed Mirabel to sit beside her and keep her luggage beside the stairs. "Mom! What are you doing here tonight? I thought I left your side a while ago," The smile on his face had frozen. Fear and confusion were apparent in his eyes. Ivy gave him a questionable gaze. Has he already gone to her side? And didn't deem it fit to let her know about it? "I brought your wife home," She simply answered, placing her leg on the other. "Mom!" That was the only word he managed to utter. "What are you still waiting for, Mirabel? Common take your bags to his bedroom," Mirabel's face fell and she feigned to be sad. She pouted and held Dillon's mother's arm. "M
The chirping sounds of the birds pierced into Ivy's ear. She stretched and yawned with her eyes closed. She opened her eyes weakly and her gaze landed on an Air Conditioner. That was strange. There was an AC in her room but it was beside her bed not in front of it.Didn't she sleep in her room?" She rhetorically asked in her mind. Instantly, the memories from the previous night rushed into her head and she sprang up. She remembered she walked out of the house herself and the last thing she recollected was that she sat on a bench at the bus terminus before everything turned dark. "Where am I? Where is this place?" She was still asking herself when the door opened and a young girl walked in. She was wearing a white apron on her waist and her dress looked like she was a maid. "Good morning, my lady. I hope you enjoyed your night," She humbly asked, smiling. Though she was feeling uneasy, Ivy still managed to smile back. "Er... Sorry, where am I?" She finally spoke out. The lady
The policemen stormed to my side and held me tight, close to their bodies. "Let go of me. I am not a criminal," I shoved them away. Still, I was emotionless. "Is this how to do your job? If she is too hard to drag, then bundle her ass out of this house," Dillon's mother fired. She was infuriated by the way the policemen were acting.Dillon and his friend, Daniel, were stupefied. "I swear I will sue you for harassment if you lay your filthy hands on me again," Ivy threatened.Dillon's mother sneered and ordered the policemen to do their jobs.Daniel finally jolted out of his dazed state and tugged Dillon lightly on his shoulder. "Aren't you going to do anything?" He asked, raising his eyebrows in a questioning manner. "Ah! But it is my mother," Dillon's response made Daniel shocked. His expression changed into a stun. "So? No one is asking you to defy your money. I mean, you should stand up for your wife. I know I don't know the full story but it isn't right with the wa