Elena
“Madam, welcome home.” I just got back to our home, but before I could walk through the front door, the butler rushed toward me and greeted me too enthusiastically for my liking.
I didn't know what he was trying to do or say, but I was too exhausted to pay attention to anything else. I felt lightheaded and weak, hence, I only wished to take a warm bath, eat something, and have a shut eye. I need the peace and quiet for my peace of mind right now.
“Benson, you're standing in my way. What's happening?” I could hear how faint my voice was. My situation was that bad, and I could pass out at any moment if care wasn't taken.
I haven't had a single bite since yesterday's breakfast.
“Madam, forgive my impudence, but it's not advisable that you go in right now. In fact, I suggest you sleep outside tonight.”
What the heck! Could someone tell me what was happening here?
“Benson!” I used all the energy I could muster in calling out to him, and he could tell I was exhausted. More so, I wasn't in the mood for any games.
“Madam, the boss is inside. He looked so pissed when he came back. I would suggest that you don't meet him until after his anger subsides.”
“Ronan is here?” I know we share this house, but when I left the hospital, Ronan was still with Auntie. I just didn't expect him to be here so soon.
But why was he so angry that Benson wanted me to stay away from him? He wouldn't still be angry with me for having visited the old house, right? Besides, the doctor already assured us that Uncle Simpson would make full recovery soon.
“Madam… Madam…”
I sidestepped Benson and rushed toward our bedroom. Whatever the problem was, we could talk it out. I planned to have a heart-to-heart talk with my husband, anyways.
As soon as I opened the bedroom door, Ronan turned around and locked gazes with me. He still had that same look as if he were spitting fire with his eyes.
Benson was right. Ronan looked extremely pissed, and the hatred in his eyes was palpable.
Why would Ronan have so much hatred for me?
I accept I'm a little selfish for wanting to spend my last days with him. However, spending a few months beside me shouldn't be anything compared to how long he had to stay with Darcy after I was gone, right? I only wanted my hubby to accompany me on this journey. It would be too lonely without Ronan beside me.
“Speak of the devil!” Ronan declared mockingly, while striding towards me with a cold expression.
A devil? Ronan called me a devil? Could I have fallen so low in his eyes because I became wishful for once? All this because I visited his father to prevent our divorce?
“Give it to me!” He demanded without giving any explanations, and I could only wonder what he meant by ‘it’
I didn't take anything from Ronan, did I?
“Ronan, please calm down. If you tell me what you're looking for, I can help you find it. I…”
My words were cut short when he scowled darkly. Before I could say jack, Ronan was standing right in front of me. Even the air would need permission to pass between Ronan and me.
I felt shaken at first, thinking about what would become of me if he decided to beat me to a pulp. However, my mind played out in time, and the beautiful memories of our childhood emerged in my head.
No! Ronan is not a woman beater. I could bet my last card on that, at least, I knew him that much.
“Where the fuck is the divorce document? I asked you to sign the papers at dawn, so why do I not see it anywhere?” He bellowed, jilting me from my thoughts.
My heart plummeted at Ronan's
words, and I had to take a few steps back to steady myself.
I held my forehead in my palm and leaned against the door for support. My body was shaking, causing my legs to wobble. However, I didn't dare to move another inch, as Ronan moved to block my path. I knew he wouldn't move, but I wasn't scared of him either.
He would never lay his hands on me.
With those thoughts filling my head, my eyes finally scanned the scattered bedroom with documents flying everywhere. There were clothes on the floor, and everything on my dressing table was lying on the floor also.
My body lotions, perfumes, makeup kit…
Everything was a mess, and even the broken shards of glasses didn't go unnoticed by me.
“Don't waste my time, damn it! Where is the divorce agreement I gave you?”
Ronan suddenly grabbed my arm so tightly that I didn't dare to move. I felt like he could break my bones if I made a wrong move.
Just as fast as he grabbed me, he let go of my arm and watched with conflicting emotions as I hissed in pain.
My arm became red, and a stinging feeling assaulted my senses. I knew I had to get an icepack quickly, but what if he grabbed me once again?
“R… Ronan, why don't you calm down and take a sit? Let's talk about this, please. I have something to discuss with you.” I tried to act as normal as I could, but Ronan could tell the fear in my voice.
“I didn't mean to hurt you, Elena.” Ronan pleaded in a small voice that could only be described as a whisper. Even though he didn't speak loudly, I still heard him, and at that point, all the butterflies in my stomach broke loose.
“I… It's okay, Ronan. I’ll be fine.” I assured in an equally small voice. Ronan was running his hands through his hair, messing it up. He looked frustrated, just like me.
Looking my husband up and down, I suddenly wished I were the one running my hands through his smooth and silky hair.
My nostrils were soon filled with nothing but his manly scent that I could always make out, even among a thousand men. The scent was intoxicating, and all I wished for was to be enveloped in his embrace.
I knew I would miss being in his arms, but I guess I could enjoy this while it lasted.
Many people feared Ronan Simpson because of his cold nature and the tendency to keep others at arm's length. However, he was always nice to me. Until Darcy confessed her feelings to Ronan in college, I was the center of his world.
How could I bring back those days and enjoy my husband before leaving this lonely world?
All I wanted was for Ronan to embrace me every night, pat my head, and lull me to sleep. I wanted him to be by my side, even if he didn't want to. Even if his heart belonged with Darcy, I could still borrow him for a few months, right?
Without thinking twice, I wound my arms around Ronan's waist and slammed my body into his.
“Hubby, please, don't leave me.” There was a silent pause, but I didn't relent. “Please, Ronan. I love you too much to lose you. My love, stay with me, please.”
I didn't care about the picture Darcy sent anymore. I didn't even care if he slept with her. All I wanted was for my husband to make my last days less painful.
I placed my head on his chest and listened to Ronan's heartbeat. I could feel him breathing onto the skin at the back of my neck, as he was a head taller than me. He was also more built and just too gorgeous for a man.
I’d do anything to remain in Ronan's embrace like this.
“I am not a beast, Elena, so why do you enjoy bringing out the worst in me?”
ElenaThe charity gala was still being discussed online. I felt like a discarded shoe when I saw all the blessings and well wishes the two received. What broke me more was a comment that Darcy and Ronan should just get married already. “Dear, I’m so sorry; my boss just assigned me an impromptu client, so I can’t accompany you today. I’ll make it up to you, Elena. I’m truly sorry.” We haven’t seen each other in the past three years, and I was looking forward to having a good time with Nancy. “It’s okay, Nancy. Take care of yourself. I’ll be fine here.” Being a busy lawyer was much better than being a desperate housewife trapped in marriage.I was soon at a maternity and baby products store. The TV displayed pictures of babies and the various baby items available. It was so cute that I couldn’t help but walk in.“Welcome, madam.” A cheerful sales attendant approached me with a contagious smile plastered across her face. I smiled unconsciously, getting pulled into her jolly mood. Sp
ElenaThe clouds began to gather, and the streets of Lockwood were soon becoming empty. Everyone was hurrying toward their destinations, but a certain individual walked among the sea of people like a headless chicken. Her steps were sloppy, her eyes looked puffy, and her whole appearance screamed one word-pitiful! The lonely figure was none other than myself, Elena Jones. I didn’t know what direction my life would take from now?The more unloved I felt, the more confused I was about bringing a child into this cruel world, or should I just leave with the baby? Suddenly, I was jolted to my senses and moved out of the way reflexively. A few young men on motorcycles began to cackle provocatively while surrounding me. One of the riders nearly ran over me. Landing butt-down on the ground, my senses kicked in.I was in trouble!There were three men in total, and each one was scarier than the next. One of them had scorpion tattoos spanning from the right side of his face down to his nec
RonanSeveral Hours Ago: “What! Are you serious?” I blurted in shock, grabbing my phone tightly. I didn’t wish to believe what I was hearing, but it’s Elena and David Spencer we’re talking about here.“Calm down, Ronan. A college friend just gave me the information. I don’t know if that’s true, but many people know how close they were. Maybe someone just overreacted. Go and see for yourself..” Darcy’s voice sounded hesitant, and I felt it as she tried to hold back more information. Even at a time like this, she still tried to speak up for Elena. How could Elena despise someone as accommodating as Darcy?I disconnected the call without bidding Darcy goodbye, because her attempts at defending Elena were getting on my nerves. Those two had history, and I would be a fool to believe that this was merely a coincidence. Opening my tracker app, I quickly found where Elena was, and drove to the hospital after entering the GPS coordinates. Along the way, a thousand and one thoughts run thro
RonanMy mind conjured images of Elena in David’s embrace. How dare she do this to me? Yes, I don’t love her. However, I never led her on. In our three years of marriage, I never tried to raise her hopes. Elena, on the other hand, didn’t stop reminding me how much she loved me. She always told me I was her first and last in everything, and I felt my heart swell whenever she made those comments. I guess the only thing I beat that Spencer guy in was being the first man to take her virginity.“Why am I so pissed off about Elena being in the hands of her old flame?” It must be because she had been lying to me for the longest time. I wished I could get to hit that David guy once again. I should have beaten him to a pulp and broke some bones, even. Then I’ll see how he’d dare to touch my woman again. “Shit!”I quickly swerved an oncoming vehicle just now, and would have been involved in an accident if I didn’t react fast enough.“How dare you occupy my head like this, Elena Jones?” I pack
ElenaIt’s the third day of being admitted to the Saint City General Hospital, and I must say I had a lot of rest. My mind hasn’t been so at peace in a long time. I feared I might even grow too many pounds from lying here and eating all the good food that Benson brought daily.The doctor didn’t want me to go home until everything was okay with both the baby and myself. I wouldn’t blame him for trying to be careful. After all, whenever we met, I was in terrible shape.“Okay, Mrs Simpson. You are free to go home now.” Finally! I get to get to leave this bed. It’s so funny how the doctor hasn’t allowed me to step an inch out of my ward or watch television. He even made Benson cease my phone, saying I only needed to sleep and get my pressure to reduce before I left the hospital. Now he was finally ready to release me.“Thank you, doctor.” “Don’t thank me, Mrs Simpson. Just take good care of yourself. I really wish I could say I don’t want to see you here again.” We both chuckled at his at
Elena“Elena, dear, it’s so good to see you.” As soon as I stepped through the door, Uncle Simpson’s exaggerated reaction alerted everyone to my arrival. He looked much more relaxed, as compared to how I met him five days ago. Standing before my father-in-law right now, I felt guilty for not visiting him since we left the hospital. “Uncle, I’m so sorry for not coming to see you all…” I was about to say more when he beat me to it. “Come on, Elena. Why must you be so hard on yourself? You’ve brought me flowers every single day I spent in this hospital. Who cares if you couldn’t be here for only two days?” What? Me? Flowers? When did I send him the flowers, and how did I only leave out two days? This man! He was clearly lying with such a straight face. Even I wouldn’t have detected the lie, if I didn’t know better. “Come over here, my child. Don’t just stand there.” Uncle Simpson held my hand tenderly, unconsciously taking my mind to how my father used to hold my hands. “Don’t be too
Elena“Ronan, what is happening there?” Uncle Simpson probed, his face ashen with shock. He was speechless at the scene on our screen, just like I was. Haven't I cried enough? Haven't I complained enough? Haven't I loved my husband enough? What was it about Darcy that I could never surpass? “Ronan Simpson, I am talking to you!” Uncle growled in a suppressed voice, gritting his teeth. I could see he was doing everything possible to control his anger. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. “Dad, it's nothing. No need to get yourself worked up. It’s not what you think.” Ronan spoke in a terrifyingly calm tone. I felt like a block of wood that Ronan had absolutely no regard for. “Are you listening to yourself? Ronan, do you think having women swoon over you is what makes you a man?” Uncle still suppressed his anger a bit, but when Ronan didn’t respond, he became more forceful. “I've been with your mother for more than thirty years, Ronan. In all those years, I have never looked
RonanI was excited to finally see my father being his former cheerful self. Even though he ignored mom and I, we couldn’t blame him too much. No one could touch his dear Elena, after all. I always wished Elena could be as truthful to my father as he was with her. He loved her more than his own son, but Elena never saw beyond her schemes and ploys. Dad truly deserves someone better to dote on than her. Sometimes, I wonder what her true face looked like, because I couldn’t tell who Elena was anymore. I watched her grow up, and I thought I knew her, but I didn’t. The Elena Jones I grew up with would never have done all the despicable things she did and still paraded herself around like an angel. I couldn’t explain it, but I wondered if she got hurt in the wrist. I noticed how badly she tried to hide the pain, but Dad wouldn’t allow me to touch the wheel chair. To top it all off, he only wanted to be with Elena, and he just had to praise my wife for being beautiful. It was a good thin
Elena“You know you don’t need to come with me, right? I’m leaving town briefly, Valerie. Where I’m going, you cannot come with me. Just go back home and take care of your parents.” I tried to dissuade this stubborn mule for the umpteenth time, but she wouldn’t even respond to me. Knowing Valerie as much as I do, I needed no one to tell me that she had already made up her mind.I wouldn’t have a problem with her coming along on a normal day, since I was already back anyway. Everyone who needed to see me had already done that, and I didn’t stand a chance of avoiding them anymore. However, this was Valerie we were talking about here. Valerie Simpson. How could I allow her to know about the existence of my son-A Simpson I secretly hid? I wanted Liam to live a peaceful life without worrying about a thing. How could I allow the Simpsons to come into his life at this point? Wouldn’t that be asking for trouble?“Elena, if I hadn’t known you long enough, I would have sworn you really want t
Ronan“Darcy Taylor, where the heck did you hide the paparazzi this time around, huh?” I shut the car door and stepped down from the vehicle, looking toward a specific corner. She trembled when my sight landed on her, but I didn’t care. I had no intention to share the same space with this two-faced bitch. I might just go away for murdering someone with such thick skin as hers.Darcy kept shaking her head, but I knew she was just shocked that I found out about her schemes. This was just a conjecture, but seeing her reaction now, I knew I couldn’t be more right than I already am. How could I have been this stupid? I was really a fool all these years. Every time we got together or found ourselves in compromising situations, our pictures ended up in the public domain. Even our videos were never spared. Until I saw her video where she narrated to the media about my family stepping all over her because she wasn’t from a powerful background like ours, I was still of the view that there wa
Ronan“How could I just lie down here in the name of being sick.” I won’t accept this. I need to find Elena without her knowing I was snooping around. How could I just sit here and wait without doing anything? Elena came back to me. She’s not dead. I don’t know how she did it, but I must see her now. “Elijah, I need to visit the old mansion. Prepare the vehicle.” I didn’t wait for Elijah to even react from his shock when I decided to put myself together and do this. I already called Z to send me Elena’s current location, and I was taken aback when he responded just now. Elena visited dad because he was the only one in the family who was still good to her up to the time she left. How could my wife be somewhere, and I’ll be watching her through pictures and videos while lying on a hospital bed? “Boss, if you do this, Ms Jones won’t forgive you easily. Don’t forget she already hid from you for so many years. She wouldn’t be willing to meet you so easily.” How could a grown ass man be
ElenaI didn’t need to turn around to know that the person who spoke up just now is none other than my dearest mother-in-law. I don’t know what tricks she has up her sleeves right now, but I really don’t give a damn! Maybe she finally got tired of hiding behind the pillar. One may never know.I had no plans of acknowledging someone as fickle as Delores Simpson. These types of people who felt they could only be close to others until they lost their value to them are the most dangerous. One might never know when they even got destroyed by those sorts of people. I wasn't surprised when everyone else ignored her, though.“Elena, please say yes. Please… Please… Please…” No matter how cute Valerie’s expressions were, I found no reason to accept their offer. They were being ridiculous to think I would leave Grand Ambience to manage the Simpson Group. It has never been my plan to leech off the Simpsons, and it never will. “Valerie Simpson, don’t you feel any shame? How could you do this to y
Elena “Oh, Elena, my child, you have suffered. You really have been through a lot.” Uncle Simpson remarked, grabbing my hand tightly. It was as if he wanted to glue my palm to his and be sure I was really the one. He didn’t wish to let go, and I could feel it. “Uncle…” I also grabbed his hands tightly, but still made sure not to overdo it. I stared at this man who seemed to have aged many years since the day I left. Searching his gaze, I tried to find something to say to dissuade him. I wanted to tell him I was okay, and that he should just rest assured that I wasn’t going anywhere. However, I only stared at him with conflicted emotions. How could I say something to him and mean a different thing? No. I wouldn’t do that. It was better for everyone to separate on a clean slate. I wasn’t ready to face Mrs Simpson and her son anymore. “I’m fine, Uncle, you have no reason to worry at all.” Being the observant veteran Uncle Simpson was, I knew he already picked whatever was going on in
ElenaThat voice. Uncle Simpson. My body trembled at the closeness, yet the distance between us was equally wide. He stood a few feet away from me, and I could tell that he found it difficult to move his feet. He would have already wondered if this was a dream, or if it was real. “Elena, my child. Is that you? Please, tell me you’re the one. Or do I miss you so much that I’ve started imagining things?” At those words, I felt so bad for Uncle Simpson that I turned around swiftly, showing my face to him.My heart was in my mouth, not because I was scared, but due to the suddenness of everything. I didn’t do anything wrong, after all, hence, I had no reason to beret over anything. The hidden joy buried at the bottom of my heart exploded at the moment I saw Uncle Simpson take a few unsteady steps backward. This proud man… Crying… Uncle Sinpson was crying because he didn’t believe he could ever meet me again in this lifetime. I could feel his pain, because I had the same thought. I pl
Elena My talks with Valerie were all light conversations about catching up on a lot of old time stuff. I really missed her, and no matter what her brother did, I could never punish Valerie for his misdeeds.Now, all I had to do was to take her word for it and visit Uncle Simpson. According to Valerie, he had been grieving since the day he heard about my diagnosis. It was so bad that they feared his old condition that had been stable all these years might relapse. The main point was that if it relapsed, they couldn’t be so sure that it wouldn’t claim his life this time around. He really took the information too badly..After all, he was already convinced that I stopped contacting him because I died. I could never allow Uncle Simpson to suffer so much and keep grieving for me when I was safe and sound. I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if anything happened to him. Now, my car zoomed into the old mansion of the Simpson family, and the driver prompted me that we were here. Looking a
Elijah Greene“Calm down, boss. Please calm down. I’ll tell you everything you need to know, but let’s not talk about seeing her now, okay?” I spoke to Ronan as if he were a child that I needed to coax with a piece of candy. Ronan Simpson couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His assistant truly treated him like a child, huh? I knew I might just start sending out applications for employment in the next minute. “Do you want to find another job, Mr Greene?” The boss’ words caught me unawares, and I even choked on my spit. Didn’t I just jinx myself. As soon as I thought about it, he said it. That’s some sick shit right there. I got a wife to wed soon enough, and I couldn’t bear to lose my job. Not now, not ever. My eyes bulged from the shock, and I couldn’t believe my ears. Wait. I might have gotten something wrong, because I don’t get it. “Did the boss just call me Mr Greene? What the heck? Isn’t this what people usually refer to as telepathy?” I mused silently, allowing my jaws tt
RonanI had to do a lot to finally get Benson to bring my mobile phone here. I couldn’t believe my own housekeeper paid more attention to my old man than to me, his boss. What’s worse, I couldn’t even threaten to fire him. Since Elena left, the had never been the same. Even after giving him so many months off to spend more time with his family, he still returned sulking. I realized there was nothing I could do to make him return to the old Benson I knew. Since he silently Ames me for Elena’s departure, I had to resort to cheap tricks to get him to release my phone to me. In the end, he couldn’t resist the temptation of seeing Elena back in the house. So, with the promise of seeing Elena again, Benson disregarded my father’s instructions and returned my phone. I bet he missed my ex-wife more than I did, huh?“Boas… B…Boss… Boss… You won’t believe this.” Elijah rushed into my room with a flustered look. He was so agitated that I wondered if anyone was chasing. When I looked behind hi