Olivia's POVDespite the changes I have seen in Mrs Williams, I was finding it very hard to believe she had changed for the better due to Damien's condition. Her true son, Alexander, his situation which led to his death did not make her change, how is it that an alien situation is the one making her
"She couldn't possibly have slept with multiple men that night. She was with Alexander but she wasn't successful and she came to you and she was successful. Her pregnancy counting from that day, is that much old," I replied. "It's possible she slept with other men and got pregnant by one of them,"
Alexander's/Damien's POVI was in bed relaxing. It felt like a weekend. I heard a familiar female voice crying for help. I could not ignore the cry so I turned in my sleep and eventually opened my eyes. The first thing I saw confused me because I thought I was lying in my bed, inside my mansion. I s
Hearing her, I know she had not changed. She just wanted me to wake up so she humbled herself. I felt disgusted by her cunning behaviour. "Your son, Alexander died because of Olivia and you feel, she would kill me too?" I was surprised by her statement because I am Alexander, she faked my death and
Olivia's POVMy alarm went off at 5 a.m., waking me early enough to carry out my expected duties. I slipped my feet into my slippers, then ran my fingers through my messy hair and tied it up with a ribbon from my bedside table. I staggered to the bathroom, quickly brushed my teeth, then stared at my reflection in the mirror.It ends now. Three years was enough time for me to learn Alexander would never love me the way I loved him. In all that time, my husband and I only shared a room once, the night we wed, and the experience was memorable but not in a good way. Worse, even beyond having to deal with my loveless husband, my marriage had been the equivalent of signing a contract to become a slave to the Williams family. They barely treated me like a human. Meanwhile, I had done everything I could to serve him and them. At only twenty-six, I deserved something better, and I didn’t want to waste any more time. Still, I couldn’t hold back my tears.After indulging in a good cry, I said,
An persistent beeping disturbed my slumber. I tried to ignore the irritating noise, but it seemed to be coming from under my pillow. “She moved!” someone shouted. “Doctor!” “Arrrgh,” I groaned, then more voices accompanied the incessant beeping. A bright light flashed before my closed eyes. Annoyed, I scrunched my face in displeasure. “She’s responsive,” a voice said with authority.I pulled myself from sleep, opening my eyes just to tell everyone to shut up. As soon as I moved, pain engulfed my head. Many strange faces surrounded me. All but one wore white doctor’s coats or nurse’s scrubs. Vera stood behind them, looking out of place in a colorful top and jeans. Her red, puffy eyes made her look older than I remembered. “Why am I in a hospital?” I whispered. “You were in an accident,” Vera said. “Do you remember?” I tried to sit up. “Don’t,” the nearest doctor said. “You have a head injury that hasn’t quite healed yet. Let us assess you first.”I put a hand to my head and felt
Vera visited me at the hospital daily until they discharged me, saying I’d made an excellent recovery, though my memory still wasn’t intact. They gave me a list of care instructions and a diet plan before we left. As Vera drove to her apartment, I stared out the window. Everything looked familiar, so I wondered why, of all the things I couldn’t remember, it was my ex-husband who’d left my mind. When we arrived at Vera’s three-bedroom apartment, it looked exactly as I remembered it. We were greeted by a caregiver named Violet. Vera explained that she’d hired Violet to help care for me for a short while, since she’d have to go to work and wanted to ensure I was all right while she was away. Vera led me to my room and helped me get settled in as Violet arranged my medications on my bedside table. “It’s late, and you should rest,” Vera said.I nodded, feeling like a little girl. I needed her, though, so I was glad she was there for me. She made me feel even more child-like when she
Alexander's POVAs I drove with no specific destination in mind, I recalled how Olivia had become a part of my life.In college, I only had eyes for Kira. I was just a year older than her back then. At twenty-four, Kira had the body of a supermodel and had already graced the covers of several popular magazines. Her perfect body and pretty face drove me mad with desire. We were both from worthy families, and it felt so right to be with her. Though she was a social media freak, I understood her. I loved her and planned to marry her once we completed college in only a couple of months.Then there was Olivia. She was always there trying to please me, but I ignored her because my heart was already taken. Kira was not the type to serve a man, but Olivia was prepared to do anything for me. Yet it was Kira I wanted. When I told Kira I wanted to introduce her to my parents as the girl I wanted to marry, she agreed with excitement. My family would have accepted her because she was from a famil
Hearing her, I know she had not changed. She just wanted me to wake up so she humbled herself. I felt disgusted by her cunning behaviour. "Your son, Alexander died because of Olivia and you feel, she would kill me too?" I was surprised by her statement because I am Alexander, she faked my death and
Alexander's/Damien's POVI was in bed relaxing. It felt like a weekend. I heard a familiar female voice crying for help. I could not ignore the cry so I turned in my sleep and eventually opened my eyes. The first thing I saw confused me because I thought I was lying in my bed, inside my mansion. I s
"She couldn't possibly have slept with multiple men that night. She was with Alexander but she wasn't successful and she came to you and she was successful. Her pregnancy counting from that day, is that much old," I replied. "It's possible she slept with other men and got pregnant by one of them,"
Olivia's POVDespite the changes I have seen in Mrs Williams, I was finding it very hard to believe she had changed for the better due to Damien's condition. Her true son, Alexander, his situation which led to his death did not make her change, how is it that an alien situation is the one making her
Olivia's POVThe day slowly passed and I had tried to call Vera multiple times but she was not answering. This was unlike her to ignore my calls. I was tempted to call Leo but I restrained myself following what I had just found out about him and his behaviour a while ago. I shifted my gaze to Damien
The side of his lips curled up and he smirked. His eyes carried a dangerous look but I was not afraid. It was a big hospital. He can't harm me here even if he wants to and I know he cares too much about Olivia to want to get into her bad books deliberately. This was my surety of safety.I felt somet
Vera's POVAfter Matilda's visit, I realized Leo was not who I thought he was. I recalled what he did to Olivia when he blackmailed me into convincing Olivia to be with him. Back then I had thought Leo loved Olivia too much and he just needed my help to win Olivia. Well, I guess I didn't think throu
Olivia's POVLeo let go of me and stood up from on top of me. His gaze was fixated on Damien who looks weak even though I could see he wished he could get down and face Leo."Leave," I heard Damien say, his voice laced with anger."I will," I heard Leo reply. "But I am taking my wife with me," he ad
"Kira is in labour," I heard Vera say."Olivia, please look after Damien," Matilda said and hurried in the direction the nurse and Kira went. "Oliv, let Vera take you home. You need to rest. I would look after Damien," I heard Leo say and I felt uneasy."No, I want to stay with him," I objected and