My husband, Carlton Stewart, looked me right in the eye and asked me to abort his unborn child. Then he asked for a divorce. That didn’t hurt me more than when I discovered the reason he asked me to abort his child. I felt so worthless and even more worthless when my husband threw me in jail after my sister accused me of a crime, we all knew I would never commit. Six months went down in speed and I was out of prison with six months pregnancy. Unconventionally, I met a young man who surprisingly was hell-bent on helping me take revenge on my ex-husband and all of them who’d hurt me.
View MoreDAHLIA'S POVAs I step outside, the air is colder than usual and it bites into my skin. It's probably my attempt to sneak up on Tristian and Mr. Stewart that's giving me the chills. All of a sudden, the air grows warmer behind me. There's a crunch on the gravel. I stiffen. Then I hear his voice carrying through the still silence. “Lost your way, Dahlia?”I turn around slowly. There he stands with his hands in his pockets. There's a small smirk playing around his lips like he's enjoying my discomfort. Like nothing is wrong. Like I haven't been pacing around looking for him while doubts claw at my mind. “Where were you?” I don't care that my tone is harsh to him right now. He brought this upon himself. He tilts his head to study me and for a second, I swear that smirk falters before it returns, even smoother this time. “I was having a business talk with Mr. Stewart.”“Business talk?” I echo, ensuring to make my words drip woyj sarcasm and disbelief. “What kind of business talk was i
At last, he tucks his phone into his pocket and turns to me fully now. “What a pleasant surprise.”“You're unbelievable!” The words tumble out in a shriek before I can stop them. “What the hell was that, Tristian? You're threatening Mr. Stewart now?” He doesn't flinch. Instead, he leans against the wall and crosses his arm. His calmness only infuriates me further. “What are you talking about, Dahlia?” “Oh, don't play dumb with me!” I glare at him. My voice rises a tempo. “I heard everything. You blackmailed him, didn't you? Got him to drop the accusation. And for what? To pin it all on Marigold?”“You don't understand.” “Then make me! What dealings do you have with Mr. Stewart? Everytime I asked in the past, you always find a way to wave it off. You can't lie to me now, so start talking.” I demand. “Why Marigold? Why the threats?” At that, anger flashes in his eyes just for a moment but enough for me to catch it. “Marigold deserves worse. As for Stewart, he had this coming for him
Dahlia's POVI make my way to Tristan's lodge after leaving Carlton and Marigold to their issues, my thoughts tangled in knots. It's difficult locating Tristian since it's my first time visiting there but I do anyway. The place isn't why I expected—modern, with sleek glass walls and a polished front desk that feels too impersonal. The admin gives me a polite but curious glance as I ask for Tristian. After a few taps on the computer, she nods and points me down a long corridor. “Room 214,” she says. I walk down the hallway, my heels clicking against the marble floor. Room 214. I stop just outside the door and raise my hand to knock when Tristian’s voice filters through. His tone is sharp, cutting.“You did the right thing withdrawing the accusation,” he says, each word dripping with menace. There's a pause, then he chuckles coldly. “Because if you hadn't, Mr. Stewart, the wold would know all about your past. Every. Ugly. Detail.”My hand freezes mid-air as those cold words slam into
Sorry for the chapters on repeat readers!!!This story will fully resume tomorrow Dahlia’s POV, “Your father-in-Law said you are responsible for his wife death. This couldn’t just be mere accusations could it?” “Is it true that you and Mrs. Stewart don’t get along?” These are the two hot statements We met the reporters throwing at marigold as I and Carlton approach the entrance of the company building. There is a huge ruckus going down. Paparazzi’s are all surrounding marigold, throwing deep questions at her and all we met marigold doing was yelling at the reporters and smuggling to get passed them. Marigold can never be lenient for once even though it would literally save her life. Stopping at a few distance from the scene, I let Carlton storms down to the scene alone. As soon as Carlton emerge in the scene, marigold shows releif but she decides to make a show with it. She shields herself behind Carlton and begin to boost. “My husband is here. He is going to pro
DAHLIA'S POV The smell of the car is making me nauseated. I normally don't react to it, but with the way my senses have heightened lately, it's no surprise. Tristan and I are sitting in his car. We just dropped my kids off at school. He is about to head to the office when I stop him. “Can you take me somewhere else instead? I want to meet a friend of mine who is a lawyer.” He looks at me skeptically before replying, “Why?” “I need her help because I'm going to sue Mr. Stewart for defamation of character. I can't seat back and wait for the police to come searching for me. I need to take action too. He thinks he can just sue anyone he suspects of foul play, well I can easily sue him too. I let them walk over me in the past, I will not let that happen again.” And I mean every word of what I said to Tristan. This must stop. I won't let them ruin my life again. Tristan however doesn't seem to agree with me. “Don't make any rash decisions Dahlia. You don't want to be
Dahlia’s POV, “Your father-in-Law said you are responsible for his wife death. This couldn’t just be mere accusations could it?” “Is it true that you and Mrs. Stewart don’t get along?” These are the two hot statements We met the reporters throwing at marigold as I and Carlton approach the entrance of the company building. There is a huge ruckus going down. Paparazzi’s are all surrounding marigold, throwing deep questions at her and all we met marigold doing was yelling at the reporters and smuggling to get passed them. Marigold can never be lenient for once even though it would literally save her life. Stopping at a few distance from the scene, I let Carlton storms down to the scene alone. As soon as Carlton emerge in the scene, marigold shows releif but she decides to make a show with it. She shields herself behind Carlton and begin to boost. “My husband is here. He is going to prove to you all that whatever his father said are nonsense frabicated from his old head.” A
Dahlia’s POV, “Your father-in-Law said you are responsible for his wife death. This couldn’t just be mere accusations could it?” “Is it true that you and Mrs. Stewart don’t get along?” These are the two hot statements We met the reporters throwing at marigold as I and Carlton approach the entrance of the company building. There is a huge ruckus going down. Paparazzi’s are all surrounding marigold, throwing deep questions at her and all we met marigold doing was yelling at the reporters and smuggling to get passed them. Marigold can never be lenient for once even though it would literally save her life. Stopping at a few distance from the scene, I let Carlton storms down to the scene alone. As soon as Carlton emerge in the scene, marigold shows releif but she decides to make a show with it. She shields herself behind Carlton and begin to boost. “My husband is here. He is going to prove to you all that whatever his father said are nonsense frabicated from his old head.”And not
Sunny’s Pov As much as I will hate to admit, being in the same entity with Tristian got to be the top rated awkward moment of my life. I may have been all tough and sassy outside but I was literally scourging with Agitation. The fact that Tristian saw the lowest version of me yesterday and probably how I must have made a fool out of myself freaks the hell out of me. I had thought hiding beneath the guise of giving him cold shoulders and being feisty with him would suppress it but I had failed. Why the hell he had really came to the bar for me is something I’ll never place my head around. Tristian had been such a jerk to me even though dahlia keeps appraising him. But then again why the hell was Tristian the first person that called to my mind when I needed a helping hand? Fuck sakes there’s dahlia there. We’ve just dropped the kids off at school and right now, Tristian is driving us out of the school compound. The car is suddenly so quiet now as the kids are off and I can bet on
Sunny’s Pov As much as I will hate to admit, being in the same entity with Tristian got to be the top rated awkward moment of my life. I may have been all tough and sassy outside but I was literally scourging with Agitation. The fact that Tristian saw the lowest version of me yesterday and probably how I must have made a fool out of myself freaks the hell out of me. I had thought hiding beneath the guise of giving him cold shoulders and being feisty with him would suppress it but I had failed. Why the hell he had really came to the bar for me is something I’ll never place my head around. Tristian had been such a jerk to me even though dahlia keeps appraising him. But then again why the hell was Tristian the first person that called to my mind when I needed a helping hand? Fuck sakes there’s dahlia there. We’ve just dropped the kids off at school and right now, Tristian is driving us out of the school compound. The car is suddenly so quiet now as the kids are off and I can bet
I clutch hard to the table knife. My heart swearing painfully as I am watching my husband and my sister openly flirting with each other before my eyes and None of our family bother to notice anything. Mari-gold keeps smirking as if knowing what she’s doing. The chattering and laughter continues while everyone is enjoying the different delicacies on the table. It’s my parents 26th anniversary and we are on in the mansion in celebration of it. “Taste this, Carlton.” Mari-gold shoves out a piece of cake and offers it to Carlton, while staring at me for my reaction and my very own husband shamelessly opens his mouth for her to feed him. “Mmmmm, Delicious” he exclaim as he munch on the cake, grinning in high spirits like a toddler with no problems in world. When infact we had one. Few hours ago, we were yelling down at each other before we arrived at the mansion. And it was over the photos that my sister sent to me when I was in court. If not for my years of experienc...
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