Elena“What do you mean about taking Grand Ambiance to the next level? The company is doing just fine. I don’t get what you mean.” David has been so supportive all these years, referring so many people to us. I dare say he has been the number one supporter of my company.During all these years that I was a dutiful housewife, he helped my assistant make the company grow. I could never thank David Spencer enough-not in this lifetime. “I’m saying if Elena Jones is back in the game, we must take Grand Ambiance to the next level. Many clients specifically want the boss, and Malvin’s hands have been tied for far too long. Elena, you are the only talent who undermines yourself so much.” David’s words are not particularly misplaced, but what else can I do here?“Elena, you must leave a footprint in the interior design industry. This is the time for your company to go global. You should start accepting those large-scale orders that require a high-profile performance.” What! “David, I have be
ElenaDavid and I returned to our seats, the atmosphere relatively lighter. I was glad I had this conversation with him. I felt blessed to have a friend like him in my life. My child would have a good life with him as his godfather. I’m certain about that.As we chatted about how to strategize and move the company to a larger scale, we finally zoned into other topics from the past. The past had to do with my days at the university. My university days haven’t been my best, because I was a damn coward. Who else could silently endure so much pain and humiliation, if not me?“Elena, I still believe you should fight that case. You cannot leave your name in the mud like that, you know?” David always advised me to take up that case, but I was never interested in it. The harm had already been done, anyway. “David, you of all people know that I could never reopen that case. Have you forgotten everything I went through because of that damn plagiarism incident? What would it mean to reopen the
Elena“Elena, living in peace doesn’t mean you should swallow everything people dish out to you. That ungrateful menace took your man away from you because he let her. We can’t say the same about your designs. That piece of paper had no voice to speak for itself, so you are surely gonna do it justice. Elena, clear your name, even if it’s the last thing you do.” “I can’t. Not even if I wanted to, and you know why..” My voice was low, barely above a whisper, and I plopped onto the sofa in defeat. I know everything David said was true, but how would I prove my innocence if I had no evidence?“You seem to be forgetting something,” David spoke in a low tone that got me wondering what he could be talking about. I left the jewelry design department and joined David in the interior design department. He gave me a way out when no one would ever believe me, yet Darcy wasn’t satisfied. She connived with her minions and cooked up the rumor that I was intimately involved with David Spencer. They
Elena[Breaking news! Saint City Number 1 High School vandalized by gang members]What the heck! Why would anyone attack a school filled with so many kids? I couldn’t understand what might have triggered the said gang members, but the channel did a brief interlude before the details were given. However, the words plastered there made my heart beat so fast that I couldn’t even explain why. Before I heard the details of the news, my heart was already in my mouth. Maybe it was my motherly instincts kicking in, but I felt so apprehensive since the channel took forever to give the details. I shifted to the edge of my seat, every ticking second feeling like many torturous hours of waiting. Finally, the presenter appeared, her gaze, solemn. Anyone could tell she didn’t bear good news, and this increased the apprehension in my heart.I listened with bated breath, taking in her every word like a decree. “News reaching us this afternoon indicates that some local gang members attacked the Saint
Elena“Boss, it’s so good to see you here.” I just stepped into the office after a week of settling into Saint City. The last seven days have been quite eventful, and I also love the peace and quiet here. Meanwhile, I didn’t expect my assistant to behave like a horny teenager just because I finally resumed work in the company. To prevent Ronan from finding out about my work, I set up the company in Saint City, instead of Lockwood. This meant that I couldn’t come and go as I pleased. That being the case, Malvin usually did most of the work here. Whenever I had the opportunity, I snuck here to draft design concepts for our clients. Sometimes, the team had to take snapshots and videos of apartments, office buildings, and other spaces and share them with me. After checking the places, I formulated design concepts that our clients never turned down. I always had their preferences in mind, after all. “Malvin Thorne, are you on steroids?” My assistant couldn’t believe my words as he stoo
Elena“Darcy, why are you still in the classroom? Have you eaten already?” “No, Elena. I’ll eat when I get home.”“Darcy. How can you go through the day on an empty stomach? You know I would never let you lack anything ever again.”“Come on, Elena, you know I’ve endured worse.” Whenever she said this, I became so guilty that I wished she never had to suffer as much as she did. I wish I was there to help her sooner, and I even wish she was my real sister.“I just transferred five thousand dollars to your account, Darcy. I’ll give you an allowance every month from now on. However, it is not for feeding. I’ll take care of your meals, okay? Use the money to get yourself whatever you need. Now, let's go and eat. I’m famished."When I said this to Darcy after sending her such a huge sum of money, my good friend whom I mistook for a sister didn’t say thank you. She didn’t even show any other emotion apart from jealousy.“Gosh! Elena, you just threw five thousand dollars at me as if it’s noth
Ronan“Hello, Darcy,” I drawled out the words tiredly, hoping she wouldn’t make any demands I wouldn’t be able to honor. I was so lost in thought when I received Darcý’s call. I haven't met her for two weeks now, and she has been calling non-stop. How could I tell her that I wanted to put my marriage in check before reaching out to her?Who am I even kidding? I don’t know why, but I just don’t want to see Darcy right now. I didn’t feel like it. There was no way to explain it, but I guess it’s all because I haven’t found closure for the numerous issues that were bothering me. I couldn’t be this anxious around her, could I? What could I offer her in that case?As soon as I told her about Elena signing the divorce papers and disappearing into thin air, she proposed that we register our marriage secretly. Darcy wanted us to get married immediately, but I wanted to hear from Elena first. I just couldn’t marry Darcy with all the uncertainties surrounding our marriage. I didn’t believe Ele
RonanI drove back to the house I shared with Elena for three years, my thoughts on nothing else but Elena. How could she fill my head this way when she wasn’t even here? I had no urge to decorate the house, as no one else could do it better than her. She was the only one who took care of things here, and now that she wasn’t around, I had no reason to design the house. I could just leave this place and stay with Darcy if I wanted to. However, I felt a little hesitant, because Elena could come home and meet my absence. Who could tell what she would do if she returned and didn’t find me here. Anything was possible with Elena Jones. I bypassed the quiet Benson, who looked like he wanted to ask me something. However, when he noticed my icy gaze, he backed away. I knew what he wanted to ask. How could I tell my housekeeper that my wife left home without finding it necessary to inform me about her plans? Elena even left everything I gave her. No. She burned everything I ever got for her
ElenaI walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed. I had to take a bath, since my sweat soaked the bed and I couldn’t hide what was happening to my body either. My thighs felt sticky, and I felt like I had a bad itch down there that needed to be scratched-just that my husband could only do this scratch. The urge to get laid got so bad that I could have sworn someone drugged me if I had been outside the house. I have never touched myself before, but for the first time tonight, I felt like I could only get a peace of mind if I did so. I couldn’t tell if the next few months would be this difficult, but I was ready to sail through. Doctor Harold already informed me about how some pregnant women become extra sensitive and honey. I hoped I wouldn’t experience that, but I realized tonight that this prayer of mine hadn’t been answered. I couldn’t have everything, after all. I felt so ashamed of how my libido controlled me tonight, yet I was still grateful that no one else was here to wi
ElenaI lay motionless on the bed, shrouded in lust and confusion. My gaze was still a little clouded, but I could see everything. I knew who it was. I knew what she did, and I could see the conflict in Ronan’s eyes. I had never been this embarrassed in my whole life. Not only that but I was also unsatiated. These emotions made me frustrated, and angry, but not stupid. I quickly reached for the duvet and covered myself, taking time to allow Ronan to deal with the situation. How dare Darcy enter our room uninvited! A thousand emotions flashed through my head, but none of these made me angrier than the complicated look in Ronan's eyes. The woman he was about to make love to was lying silently in his bed, but his thousand percent attention was on Darcy Taylor-the person who rudely interrupted our couple moments. I was angry, but I didn’t cry. Darcy, on the other hand quickly began her waterworks. “Why did you do this to me, Ronan? Why did you touch her?” She began, and I could se
ElenaI didn’t know if I should laugh or cry. Here I was, walking into my house as if I was a stranger. I stared at the back of the young boy who startled me in the elevator, wondering if David had succeeded in making me paranoid.“I’m sorry we scared you, boss. It wasn’t my intention.” Ruth stood beside me, fidgeting uncomfortably. I knew my silence was stifling, but I was speechless. I was too embarrassed to say anything. However, the innocent woman felt I was too angry to respond.“Boss, Blake is really not a bad kid. He only looks so muscular because he’s on the football team and spends too much time at the gym. Please, don’t be offended.” If I didn’t stop Ruth, she wouldn’t stop talking about my non-existent anger. ‘What’s he doing here?” That just did it, huh? The woman was already startled, and I had to make her feel like her son wasn’t welcome in my house. I only wanted to know why he came around. “B… Boss, Blake lives here. With me. I promise he won’t cross your path again.
Elena“Mmmm!” My head hurts like hell. Ouch! What is happening to me?This pain is on a different level. I didn’t even do anything to aggravate my condition, so why would I feel this way? Remembering the last thing I saw, I lifted my hand to my nose and noticed the bleeding had stopped. However, I couldn’t tell where I was.“Where am I?” Shit! It was the familiar smell of disinfectants, the white ceiling, a bed, and a drip hanging up there. When I tried to raise my left hand, the pain from the needle finally registered in my mind. How could I be back at the hospital in such a short time? Why did my nose bleed? Was I deteriorating too fast? Lately, I haven’t stressed myself, and nothing stressful has happened to me. Why then would this happen again? How did I end up here?“Boss, you’re awake.” I turned my gaze toward the excited voice, and in came my housekeeper. I could tell she looked both flustered and relieved at the same time. Was she the one who brought me here? That made a
Elena“Yes, David. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. I reported the case to the police in Saint City. It was a good thing we reported it back in Lockwood. They just need to compare the case files and confirm my statement. You know I already gave them a portrait of the thugs, especially the leader.” David called earlier and said he wanted to check on me, However, after I mentioned that the thugs who attacked me were the same ones who vandalized the Saint City Number 1 High School, he couldn’t stop fretting. “I meant every word, Elena. You need to be extra careful. Those thugs may seem ordinary, but they are more connected than you can imagine. They got away with hitting you the other day, so what wouldn’t they do if they chose to destroy the CCTV footage that could incriminate them? Remember we had nothing on them at the time we went to the police station. It was only our word against theirs. You choosing to allow the police to do their thing because you didn’t wish to invo
Ronan“Dad, what are you saying? I didn’t do anything to her.”I just now got wind of the trending news about Darcy and me, only to have Dad call my line in the next minute. No matter what I said, he wasn’t ready to listen. “Why would a woman pack her bags and come to your matrimonial home if you didn’t encourage her? Ronan Simpson, is marriage a joke, or has Elena been too soft for you?” Why would Dad believe I did this just because Darcy showed up at my house? She came unannounced. I didn’t even know she was coming to my house. How could I say this without getting him more agitated than he already was?“Dad, please calm down. I didn’t invite her to my house. Trust me, Dad, I wouldn't...”“I am taking Elena out of your house, Ronan. She was my daughter before she became your wife. This has got to stop!” What the! I could feel a headache coming, but there was no way to make Dad stop his train of thought.“I’m sorry, Dad. Can we talk about this later? Please, I really need to go. I’
RonanI couldn’t call Darcy after she left. There were no other words to explain what happened, and why I took such a firm stance. Even though I had my reasons, I knew she wouldn’t understand.Even though I didn’t allow Darcy into the house, I had my driver drop her home. His only task was to drive me, and no one else. Even Elena was never driven by my personal driver, but Darcy was an exception last night. I expected Darcy’s mind to be at peace after extending my goodwill, but she was still angry because I didn’t allow her into the house. I can’t believe she chose to put me in such a tight spot without speaking to me first.Well, I was only comforted with the thought that the paparazzi wouldn’t blow this out of proportion. Even when I met Darcy for our lunch date earlier today, she didn’t look happy. I tried everything to make her smile, but Darcy still didn’t talk to me. When I had to leave for an emergency meeting, she didn’t even bother to acknowledge me. Throughout our lunch,
RonanI was here thinking about what Elena was doing at the moment—if she was in the arms of David Spencer or whether she was planning something major against me...What else could she be doing if not to be snuggled in the damn professor's embrace? I lay on her side of the bed, wondering if I could get an inkling of where she was. I needed to find Elena as soon as possible. My peace of mind depends on it. Elena’s mobile phone was proof enough that she planned to torment me as much as she wanted. I must get this phone working soon enough. The blaring sound of a phone’s ringtone jolted me up. I hastily grabbed the broken phone and stared at it from all directions, yet there was nothing in it that showed the sound was coming from within this crap. I looked around the bed and the headboard, wondering if Elena left some other phone that I overlooked. However, the call cut abruptly, and I couldn’t search for the phone. “Ronan, you fool! That was your ringtone. Shit!” Why was I so messed
RonanI drove back to the house I shared with Elena for three years, my thoughts on nothing else but Elena. How could she fill my head this way when she wasn’t even here? I had no urge to decorate the house, as no one else could do it better than her. She was the only one who took care of things here, and now that she wasn’t around, I had no reason to design the house. I could just leave this place and stay with Darcy if I wanted to. However, I felt a little hesitant, because Elena could come home and meet my absence. Who could tell what she would do if she returned and didn’t find me here. Anything was possible with Elena Jones. I bypassed the quiet Benson, who looked like he wanted to ask me something. However, when he noticed my icy gaze, he backed away. I knew what he wanted to ask. How could I tell my housekeeper that my wife left home without finding it necessary to inform me about her plans? Elena even left everything I gave her. No. She burned everything I ever got for her