Will Elena forgive the Simpsons?
Elena “So, tell me, Val, how did you adopt the culture of bowing? I was really shocked when I saw you do that. That was so unlike you. It was… Simply…”I couldn’t find the words to describe how I felt. I know it was weird, but I felt as though a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders when she did that. I didn’t know I was still so pissed with the Simpsons, until Valerie did what she came here for. When she bowed and apologized for each of them, I was suddenly reminded about all the painful memories I’ve been trying to suppress. At that moment, I realized I was still angry with them, even though I only tried to suppress it all these while.“Overwhelming,” Valerie concluded my words. She sounded so sure of what she said that I didn’t wish to burst her bubbles by telling her that I felt relieved in a strange way when she apologized on behalf of everybody. Not that I had plans of returning to the Simpsons, but her words made me realize that there was another Simpson who really felt for
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
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
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
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 “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
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
Ronan 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… Well, my ex-wife be somewhere else, and I’ll be watching her through pictures and videos while lying down 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 chirping like a bird like t
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 wa
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