What do you think about the story so far?
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
ElenaOur drive back home was relatively quiet, and I couldn’t look for the right words to speak. Ronan didn’t try to speak to me either. However, Uncle’s words kept ringing in my mind, and I couldn’t believe how silly I have been all these years. While trying to be the perfect wife, I lost myself in the process. Now, I would ignore everything Ronan did to me and try to make my marriage work while being true to myself. There was no need to be somebody else that I wasn’t. To please the man who’s heart was set on another, I became cowardly, someone who agreed to Ronan’s every word, and would never question him, not even when I was suspicious of his deeds. I was the meek and dutiful wife who never raised my voice to my husband. In short, Ronan’s wish has been my command. I literally worshipped the ground on which he stepped, all because I hoped to make his heart beat towards me. I guess I enede up shooting myself in the foot because Ronan didn’t even like meek girls who didn’t have op
RonanIt was in the spur of the moment that I promised Dad that I would not divorce Elena. Now that we were alone, I didn’t know what to say or feel anymore. I couldn’t think of anything to start a conversation because I felt I had to explain my kiss with Darcy.However, Elena didn’t ask me anything about it. I guess she felt it meant nothing since she also cheated on me with that David guy. The difference between us here was that I didn’t cheat on her as she thought. I hurried into the shower as soon as we reached the bedroom, but nothing prepared me for the sight I met when I emerged from the bathroom. Elena removed her clothes and was only left in her underwear. I met her throwing her clothes into the laundry basket just now. I expected her to avert her gaze and try to cover herself like she always did, but there was no movement. She just stood there like the temptress that she was, making me question everything I ever believed. It has been a long time since I saw my wife like th
ElenaWhat did I just do? This is so embarrassing! I threw myself at Ronan, but he didn’t even flinch. I understand I had an effect on him, but his heart still belonged to another. Uncle, you said Ronan loved me, but just didn’t realize it yet. I knew it was just my wishful thinking to agree with you, but could I just feel his love for once before I died?Since I was embarrassed at the stunt I pulled just now, I couldn’t face Ronan anymore. His whole stance changed when Darcy’s call came through. How could I hope to be with someone clearly telling another woman he loved her? He didn’t even consider my feelings. I don’t know how I bathed till the water in the tub went cold. Only then did I realise I had been in there for too long. When I stepped out, Ronan was no longer in the room. Thinking back to what happened just now, my mind was cast back to my mobile phone that Benson kept in my bedside drawer. There were a few messages when I switched it on. I also had some voice notes fro
RonanI hesitated to respond to Darcy that I loved her, but she understood my circumstances. She didn't question me a single bit but offered to speak with me the next day when I was free. Darcy didn't throw a tantrum, and she didn't make a fuss. I loved that about her, and I wished with everything within me that I could marry her and have her in my arms every day. I wanted the whole world to know she was my woman, but because of Elena, I couldn't do it. I had to put my life on hold, or better still, put it aside and be with Elena. It was what made my father happy, and I wouldn't question him any more. As long as he continued to recover, I could keep up this facade for his sake. I needed to sort out a few things in my study, so I left to tackle them. The more reason I left was because I didn't intend to stay in the room when Elena got out of the shower. I wasn't ready to be tempted by her body anymore. It was about thirty minutes when I returned. I expected her to lie down and try to
Elena I cried myself to sleep last night, unable to understand what happened. I know Ronan has always been biased toward Darcy, but last night was a new level I couldn’t fathom. Darcy sent those thugs to assault me. She targeted my baby—our baby—but my husband only cared about protecting her. He wouldn’t believe me, no matter what I said. I felt a throbbing pain in my wrist throughout the night, but I didn’t have anyone to call for help. I couldn’t even pinpoint when I went to sleep. Waking up this morning, I felt pain all over my arm. It felt worse than it was yesterday. I finally managed to get out of bed with so much difficulty, yet the main problem was getting myself out of these clothes, freshening up, and getting to the hospital. My arm has already swelled up from my wrist upwards. I sucked in a painful breath when I tried to get out of my nightgown. I couldn’t lift my right arm- talk less of raising it above my head, so I opted to cut the dress. I was finally free when it f
Elena“Harold, I have a lot going on in my life right now. There’s no need to stress my husband over this. It’s just a fracture, right?” How could I allow Harold to involve Ronan, when he was the same person who put me in this situation? If anyone had told me Ronan could be this cruel to me, I would have denied it with my life. Now…“We need to keep you here for a while. You’d be under observation for the next few hours. Elena, if you get better, you’d go home by this evening. If not…” I had no strength in me to argue with Harold.I would protect this child with my life, even if I had to spend the next few months in the hospital-my baby must be born. Just like that, I was on admission, and the nurses came to take my vitals now and then. I slept most of the time, and when I finally woke up around 7:00 p.m, David was with me. My heart skipped a few beats when I cast my mind back to how Ronan accused me of having an affair with him. This man has been protecting me from the shadows.
Elena“I heard Valerie is pregnant.” I informed Ronan in a jovial tone, allowing him to get the picture. He always said that Valerie made his children forget him whenever she was around. Now that she was coming back for good, Ronan’s mood was sure to plummet.As I was teasing my husband, I heard the cries of one of the triplets, and my heart skipped a beat. I was about to get out of bed when Ronan reminded me that I was in the room to take a nap. Aunt Delores said she would take care of them, so I left the kids with her and the nannies. I am really exhausted, but now that I’m on the bed, I can’t sleep. I’ve tried closing my eyes several times, but it still wouldn’t work.“Elena, you don’t want to sleep?” Ronan asked in a mischievous tone. He looked like a kid who’s favorite toy had been snatched from him. I know his worries. The kids turned three months old today, and Ronan had been living like a monk since they were born. He has been reading a lot lately, letting me know I was rea
ValerieI finally made it back to Lockwood. That old fart wanted to keep me there for good. How dare he? “Hello, let’s meet at Palates Haven.” I was expecting this call as soon as the plane touched down. We’ve been in talks for the past four months, and I wouldn’t wish for a better time to have this talk than now.I found my way there without waiting at the airport for any car. I don’t wish to announce my presence here, anyway.“Sorry I’m late.” I apologized as soon as I got to the place. I was a few minutes late, after all. “It’s fine. I haven’t been here for long.” He responded, causing a smile to break out on my face.“David Spencer, you said you loved me. Please tell me why I should believe you.” I pushed a stack of documents toward him, and when he opened it, his eyes were wide like saucers. It’s not like I don’t return his feelings, but I needed something concrete. He had better choose his words carefully, because that is what would determine whether he lived or died today.
Elena Knowing it was Darcy, I realized I was worked up for nothing. What else did she spoil in the dark? Why didn’t I notice who she was sooner? Darcy Taylor… Hmmmm! The least said about you, the better. I couldn’t even hug Jackson without my stomach getting in the way. My friend from so many years ago. Then again, I’m happy for him. I’m glad he made it big. “Well, to add to the good news, I’d prep Mr Jones for a surgery in a month’s time. If he comes out successfully, he should be on the road to recovery. He would be up and about in six months. One year, maximum.” Jackson’s congratulatory message didn’t even sink into my head. All I could think about were his words. “You mean my father can walk again?” I had to ask again to be sure. My body trembled from so much excitement that I couldn’t control it. “Yeah! The doctors took good care of him. His physical fitness is top notch. They just d’t know where to look to make him better. I bet they already gave up on him at a point,
JacksonElena Jones in the flesh. She hasn’t changed a single bit. The years have really been kind to her, and she still looked as much in love with Ronan Simpson as she was a decade ago. She’s even carrying his child. If I had known she was the patient’s family member, I would have run here to sort things out long ago. How could I ever repay her kindness in this lifetime? “You two know each other?” I didn’t know if I should say yes or no to this question. Which would she prefer?“Yeah, Jackson, tell my Uncle. Do we know each other?” Elena’s reaction is too confusing. Could it be the pregnancy hormones or what? She wasn’t supposed to get angry with me. I was the one who got hurt by her words and inactions. “I should be angry with you, Elena. Not the other way around. Why are you playing the victim? You know what, how about we let this slide, for old time’s sake?” I didn’t want to push this any further. Elena is one of my benefactors I could never cease to acknowledge. No matter wh
Elena The meal went by in a jolly mood, as everyone chatted lightly. I couldn’t keep out of it, as random questions were thrown to me now and then. I felt lightheaded throughout the meal, but tried to hold it in, so I wouldn't scare anyone. Halfway through, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Excuse me.” I stood up anruptly, headed for the washroom, but before I could take up to three steps, I was consumed by darkness. I couldn’t even resist in the slightest. “Elena,” Ronan’s crazed voice sounded in my ears. I couldn’t tell why, but he started crying and begging me not to leave him. I guess Ronan carried me to the room, because I woke up in his bed. When I tried to move, my head felt so heavy, but it was still bearable. When I tried to lift my hand to my head and massage my forehead a little, I felt a weight on my hand. Looking toward the direction, I noticed Ronan holding my hand firmly. As soon as I tried to wriggle out of his hold, he also stirred awake. It was already nightfal
Ronan I was reliably informed that Elena was to make a journey to the old mansion today. As a result, I came to support her. This occasion was supposed to be a family dinner, yet, Elena wasn’t here-so was dad. I could tell those two were up to something again in Dad’s study room. The old Roman would have flared up, accusing Elena of telling tales to my father. However, I finally realized I was just living like the fool I was supposed to be. I walked toward the study, only to meet it half closed. “Uncle Simpson, please, let my Dad go.” What! Why would Elena want to remove the life support? She gave up on her father after so many years? “What if I say I don’t agree?” My words were unexpected, but I had no plans of allowing her to do this. I believe Uncle Jones can be saved. “Doctor Fischer is still working on inviting that specialist he spoke about. We would double our efforts and bring him in. Can you wait till he arrives? Let’s make a decision after his diagnosis, okay?” E
Elena It’s been three months since the incident at the hotel. Darcy did so much to ruin me, but I ended up in the arms of Ronan Simpson, the only man I ever loved. I tried so much to fight my affection for him. I thought I already moved on from him, but I clearly didn’t. Now that he was hell bent on making me accept him again, Ronan did everything possible to atone for his sins. He was everywhere at the same time, and I even had no choice than to explain to Ruth that my husband wasn’t truly dead, but was rather someone who didn’t stand up for me when I needed him the most. To my utmost shock, Ruth became Ronan’s advocate. She was the one who made it possible for him to meet me on different occasions. Now, I couldn’t even tell if Ronan wanted to turn my house into a florist shop, because he sent a bouquet of flowers every morning. He was so consistent for the past three months that I woke up sometimes looking for his flowers. His devotion so far has moved my heart, but it was
Ronan Last night, I was a beast, and I knew it. However, I just couldn’t control myself around Elena. Having her squirming beneath me, with her hands running all over my body, and asking for more and more… I didn’t expect it to happen so soon. I was ready to help Elena take a cold bath, knowing I was the last person she wanted to see tonight. However, when she offered to get someone else to satisfy her, I lost it. How could she ask that of me? I know I really did a number on her, but the most important thing now is that the drug was cleared from her system, and we also managed to avoid a calamity. That was the most important of all. We both lost ourselves in the passion, going until we collapsed. I must say Elena had it worse. She was so out of it that she didn’t even notice when I carried her to the bathroom for a warm bath. She slept so soundly throughout the ordeal. At least, it gladdened my heart that Elena trusted me enough to leave herself at my mercy. As I watched
Elena I was glad to see Ronan marching into the room like my knight in shining armor. His expression looked so fierce, yet I didn’t know who his anger was directed to. When he knocked a few teeth out of Darcy’s mouth, I finally understood that he wasn’t falling for her schemes today. I raised my head briefly and realized how he stared at Darcy as if she was already dead. Then Darcy’s men were shot in the balls. I folded my knees to my chest, as I fought the drug in my system with all the strength I could muster. Darcy ruined my family. She was the reason my Dad became a vegetable, yet, I invited her into my home. Dad never wanted her at our house when he was healthy, but when he got into a coma, I invited Darcy in to keep me company. When I moved into the Simpsons old mansion, I allowed her to stay in the house for a while, until she betrayed me at the university and moved out on her own. Little did I know that the betrayal started long ago, and I just didn’t notice. She ap