Emily’s POVFred’s out-of-the-blue meeting left me confused. Did he suspect something? To completely dispel his suspicion, I informed Sheila that I wouldn’t be the one attending the meeting with Mr. Walker today. Instead, I would let someone else meet Fred in the conference room in half an hour, pretending to be me. Fred wasn’t an easy man to fool, and luckily, Richard’s girlfriend, Sophie, happened to visit him that afternoon. She had brought him lunch and they were still in his office. I had seen her when she first arrived and their laughter still echoed down the hallway from Richard’s office. I really liked Sophie and hoped their relationship would last, unlike my marriage to Fred. “Knock, knock,” I said, peaking my head around the corner of Richard’s office, “I hope I’m not interrupting.” “Ah, Em, it’s so good to see you! I was going to pop into your office on my way out, which should have been an hour ago. But your brother just won’t let me go!” Sophie smiled. “Well, Sophie
Emily’s POVFred’s sudden irritation from the news of my “marriage” was unexpected. Once our divorce proceedings were complete, we would have nothing more to do with each other. That day couldn’t come sooner… Who I wanted to be with was my business and my business alone. I’m so done with all this drama, albeit I had added slightly more fuel to the fire with my last message to Fred. After about the tenth attempt, the phone calls finally stopped and my phone was silent. Opening the drawer, I retrieved my mobile. The next moment, the phone began to ring again. This time, it wasn’t Fred calling. Hopefully, he had given up. A random number flashed on the screen. Maybe it’s a client. I better answer it just in case. Swiping open the call, Fred’s voice chimed down the line. He was using an unknown number; it wasn’t from his office or home either. Without letting him say anything more than the first hello, I got straight to the point. “If this is about Richard’s cheating, Fred, there’s
Emily’s POVFred proposed divorce. I knew this day would come sooner or later. But I never expected it to happen today, nor did I expect him to be so resolute with his decision. He left divorce papers with his signature on the table, the black ink glaring back at me. The whole thing was difficult for me to wrap my head around. I loved Fred with all my heart! If it were up to me, we would still be together. I didn’t want the separation and … I had married for love. Fred was annoyed by my hesitation, his frustration apparent like an angry child who can’t get his own way. “What did he expect?” I thought but didn’t dare to say out loud. Did he think I’d be okay with this whole situation, smile, and agree? “But, Fred, I…” I began, trying to explain how I really felt, the words trembling out of my mouth. “You knew the deal, Emily,” he interrupted, “we both agreed from the start that our marriage would only last two years,” Fred shot back, a hint of embarrassment as the words left his
Emily’s POVAfter reading Nancy’s text, I was determined to make a difference. Some things needed to change in my life. I won’t let anyone or any man cause me this kind of heartache again.The car pulled up to the massive Stewart family estate. Approaching the glass villa doors of the main house, a row of servants and maids were waiting outside, individually bowing as we arrived. “Welcome home, Miss Stewart,” the head butler said, turning the oversized gold doorknob. Only my brothers had known about my marriage to Fred. “Dad has postponed an important meeting with one of his big-time French clients,” Leon consoled. I smiled, appreciating the sweet gesture from my father. “We all know he’d rather lose a big-time deal and be here for your birthday instead,” Richard chimed in. “He canceled his flight on the private plane just for you, Em.” It didn’t surprise me; I was a daddy’s girl through and through. With two older brothers, it wasn’t hard to understand why. If only Fred could ha
Emily’s POVThe cheerful mood suddenly turned very sour, instantly leaving a bad taste in my mouth. Making out the silhouette of Fred’s BMW even in the dark, there was the sound of his familiar car remote clicking. He marched angrily towards us standing at the entrance. Why was he here? But I suddenly remembered that his grandfather stayed in the same area. Maybe he’s visiting him? But it was not my circus, not my monkeys anymore. Richard’s face was NOT pleased to see Fred either. He quickly stepped in front of me, guarding me from Fred. Out of my two brothers, he was definitely the one with a more forcefully protective nature.I gently patted his arm, signaling to him that I was okay. “Thanks, Rich, but I’ve got this one,” I said to him softly but appreciating the gesture all the same. Why was Fred angry? We were already divorced, right? I then glimpsed sight of Nancy’s shadow hanging behind Fred. Looking closer, her dainty face was painted red with rage and jealousy. Jealousy
Emily’s POVLeon wanted to ask me something — probably about what the hell that was all about — but I wasn’t in the mood and shot him a look which meant don’t ask. Driving to the hotel, I was extremely nervous. Not just because of what had happened, but more so because I was going to see my father very soon. It had been a long time since our last face-to-face meeting…You see, much to the horror of my parents, and especially my father, I had left home all those years ago in search of a normal life. It wasn’t that I didn’t appreciate the childhood I’d been fortunate enough to have. And it wasn’t because I didn’t enjoy the finer things. But I had longed for something more, something to achieve on my own. The last conversation between my father and I often played on my mind. “Emily, my dear daughter. You’re now no longer a girl, and I’ve always envisioned you joining the company one day…” My father had shared with me. Although I was the youngest, and a woman, the family always teased
Fred’s POVHenry our butler told me Emily had actually signed the divorce agreement, and I’m not going to lie, I was surprised. “She also got into a Rolls-Royce, Sir,” he told me when I returned home that evening. Retreating to the living room, I settled down in front of the fire Henry had made. I can’t believe that she really did it. I honestly didn’t expect her to sign the papers so easily! I dwelled to myself. But this was what I wanted, was it not? I had longed for Nancy all these years, and finally, we were together. But who was the owner of that Phantom? I couldn’t recount Emily knowing anyone with such a fancy car. Henry came into the room, handing me a cup of tea to help soothe my nerves. Whenever I was in a foul mood after a long day at the office, Em would always make me a cup. He probably gathered from everything that happened today that I desperately needed one. I took the first sip and instantly tasted something wasn’t quite right. “Henry, how did you brew the tea?
Emily’s POVAs a way to welcome me into my new position, my staff had organized a large shindig at one of the elite venues in town, signaling the start of exciting times to come as their new boss. “Tonight is all about reclaiming your long-lost happiness, Em. It’s been a minute, hasn’t it,” I thought to myself on the drive there. Gone were my days of suppression, and playing the role of a good, obedient stay-at-home wife. I hadn’t fully realized how subdued I’d become during my marriage to Fred, a shadow of the vibrant person I was before. But I knew those times were over and I could finally be the Emily I used to know. For now, I’m simply going to enjoy myself. Halfway through the evening, I was giving a speech on stage, opening a bottle of Moët to toast the crowds when the buzzing atmosphere was halted by a sudden uproar! Peering through the masses, I had to blink twice to believe my eyes…Fred, yes, my ex-husband Fred, was pushing his way through the crowd and elbowing my coll