Elena
The 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.
Spotting those tiny clothes and shoes of unique designs and colors. I felt my heart swell with a strange emotion.
Blue and pink. Those were the dominant colors in the baby shop. It suddenly brought to mind a question I had never considered. “Little one, are you a boy or a girl?”
Would Ronan care if the baby turned out to be a boy or a girl? Pushing the bitter memories aside, I engrossed myself in the items displayed.
About an hour later, I stepped out of the maternity and baby shop with a few shopping bags in hand. Still immersed in the euphoria of seeing so many baby items all in one place. I paused in my tracks suddenly.
A tall and sturdy figure stood in a jewelry shop across from me. His back faced me, and I felt pulled towards him at once. It was Ronan, and I was about to call out to him when I noticed the detail I missed.
“Ronan, isn’t this beautiful?” I heard a sweet voice I could never mistake for another.
“Do you like it? Just pick anything you want.” Ronan lowered his head, his response the gentlest I have heard in a long time. His voice was so tender that my heart constricted in my chest. This gentleness was never for me, but only reserved for Darcy.
There she stood, in a blue and flair miniskirt with a white crop top. Darcy leaned so much into Ronan that it was as if she wanted to bury herself in his body.
“Aww, your husband dotes on you so much. You’re so lucky.” The shop assistant blurted out in admiration.
Husband?
I wanted to run away from the place, but my legs wouldn’t move.
“Bang!”
The bags suddenly fell from my hand, scattering the contents on the floor.
“Elena!” Darcy turned around and called out a little too loudly. “What a coincidence.”
I blinked back my tears, determined not to show them how hurt I was.
I bent down and clumsily picked up the items from the floor, hoping they would ignore me. However, fate had a different plan.
Ronan turned abruptly, and at that moment, I raised my head and locked gazes with him, albeit briefly.
“Elena, what’s wrong with you? You look pale.” Ronan was already in my face, helping to pack the items littered all over the floor. His scent wafted into my nostrils, and I choked back more tears.
“N-Nothing! I’m fine.” I spoke defensively, grabbing the remaining bunch of colorful baby books from the floor. I moved so quickly that Ronan couldn’t see what was written on them.
“Ronan, could you help me get a wheelchair? I feel I’m going to faint.” Darcy uttered weakly.
“Wait here. I’ll be right back.” Ronan suddenly looked flustered. He rushed in the opposite direction, after helping Darcy to settle on the bench at the waiting area.
“Now that Ronan is out of the way, we can talk freely, don’t you think?” Darcy’s sudden switch in temperament didn’t shock only me, but also the attendant who brought us coffee. She placed the cups down and stepped away awkwardly.
“I have nothing to say to you, Darcy.”
I was about to leave when she dared me. “What! You’re so terrified of me that you won’t wait for Ronan anymore?” I suddenly remembered Ronan telling me to wait for him as well.
What a joke! “You’re not scared of going shopping with my husband and misleading everyone into thinking he was your man. So, Darcy, why should I be afraid?”
I spoke a little louder, but I underestimated Darcy’s shamelessness. Despite the shocked and scornful gazes the attendant passed her, she suppressed her anger and forced a smile.
She reached into her bag and brought out a delicate jewelry box. “Guess what gift Ronan got for me?”
“If you’re just here to flaunt whatever gift my husband bought for you, then I’m not interested.”
As if taunting me, Darcy quickly opened the box, revealing an exquisite diamond ring that dazzled under the light. The ring was inlaid with a rare blue diamond.
“Blue Tears!”
I blurted out, my shock evident. This ring was one of the rarest and most expensive diamonds on the market, yet my husband got it so casually for Darcy as a birthday gift.
My nails dug deep into my palms until I felt them piercing through my flesh. However, I couldn’t feel any pain. I was numb to everything. Ronan’s assistant carelessly picked my excuse for a ring, yet I cherished it like a treasure. Even while doing laundry or cooking, I wouldn’t take it off.
What kind of joke was this?
“For the past three years, Simpson Group’s businesses in Europe were personally handled by Ronan. What do you think his reasons are?”
What! They have been meeting each other in secret? My face paled at Darcy’s words, and I couldn’t keep her out of my head. So, all those long business trips were because of Darcy?
“You think Ronan would have married you if I didn’t angrily leave for Europe and cut all contact with him three years ago?”
I hated that she was right. It felt like a thousand needles were piercing my heart at the same time.
Ronan, why are you so cruel to me?
“You wanted me to feel hurt, right? You’ve succeeded, Darcy. What else do you want?” I didn’t care about my image anymore. The pain was just too much to bear, so I allowed those tears to fall, hoping to feel a brief respite.
Darcy’s anger at my words was surprising; she was about to lash out, but everything changed in the next instant.
“Aah!”
Following Darcy’s scream, she emptied her cup of coffee onto her body, suddenly looking scalded and embarrassed.
“Darcy!” Ronan rushed toward her, his gaze dark.
‘D… Don’t blame her, Ronan. I understand why Elena feels I stole you from her. She’s your wife, after all.”
You must be kidding me! This bitch!
“You didn’t steal me from anyone, Darcy. Don’t say such ridiculous things. Elena had no reason to treat you this way.”
I felt so small when I heard Ronan’s words. He ignored my presence and was all over Darcy. After three years of marriage, I thought I meant something to my husband. Ronan didn’t even ask for my opinion or request to check the CCTV footage. Rather, he held Darcy’s underlying words like a decree.
“Apologize to Darcy right now!” He bellowed.
It hurt so much that I rushed out, not wanting to embarrass myself any further.
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Darcy
I excused myself with the pretence of using the washroom, yet ended up tailing Elena but losing her. I wanted to remind the princess that her prince charming was in the palm of my hands.
Out of anger, I hit a waste bin in front, only to spot the bag Elena was holding earlier. After observing the content, I paled in shock.
“Impossible! Elena cannot be pregnant!”
I dialed a number on my speed dial, smiling meaningfully.
Not after all my sacrifices. Ronan is mine!
“Uncle Jasper, I need your help…”
Why should Darcy care if Elena was pregnant or not?
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“Dad, do you know I was so scared back there? Why would you do that to us?” I was standing in front of my father-in-law, my arms crossed in front of my chest. I could tell something was amidst, but it took me a white to understand what it really was. “What? Sweetheart, desperate times require desperate measures.” How could he say such words so easily? Ronan thought I was a manipulative person who always cooked up stories to win his father over. How would he feel if he found out that the stunt Uncle pulled in there was all fake? “Calm down, Elena. You are my daughter, and I would do anything to protect you.” I could feel the sincerity in Uncle’s words, but my mind was already wandering everywhere. This wasn’t supposed to be what marriage looked like. It was supposed to be a union of two loving people who would do anything for each other-like Uncle and Auntie. “I don’t want to be desperate, Uncle. I thought of a happy home with Ronan. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with
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