Author's pov Daisy approached the door and found Sebastian seated, washing her, as he walked toward it. His initial focus was solely on hearing a man's voice and name. "Has this man been here before?" That was his only concern. He crossed his legs and adjusted himself on the chair, preparing to witness what would happen. Daisy's heart raced with each step towards the door. She had a strange feeling that something strange was about to occur. On opening the door, she held her breath, then she saw Lucas on the other side, holding a bouquet of roses. Standing at the entrance, she blocked Lucas from entering and, despite seeing the flowers, she said, "Sir, what do you want? I have a visitor, and we were occupied..." "Today will mark the last time you call me 'sir.' I am still the man who will always love you. From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were my wife. You can change your appearance, but you have failed to change my heart. Aurora, I apologize for everything I've
Lucas' pov Am I dreaming? From one shocking news to another. My own ex wife has been my auditor for the past weeks and I never found out. But having the thought that Aurora is carrying the baby of another man is heart wrenching. It's been about ten minutes since I came out of Aurora's house and I have lost my mind. Can I drive myself home? I had forgotten where to start the car and the key was in my hand. That is why whenever I set my eyes on her, there is this feeling that I can't explain. She makes my heart race from the very first day I set my eyes on her. I took out my phone and called Dan. As the phone was ringing, I moved my head left and right and I waited for Dan to pick up my call. “Where have you kept your phone that you kept me waiting for?” I asked. “I'm sorry, but I guess this is your first call.” “Where are you? I…I'm,” “What Lucas? Don't tell me you are still thinking of your ex-wife,” he interrupted me. “Can you imagine? Daisy, the external audito
Author’s pov "Lucas! Who is this woman?" A tall, slender, and stunning woman with vibrant red lips asked Lucas. She had arrived with him in his car, and they stood together in front of Lucas' grand mansion. She wore an alluring white gown, clutching a silver handbag in her right hand and chewing on a busy bubblegum. Aurora, Lucas' wife, opened the door to warmly welcome her husband home from work, only to be shocked to see her husband standing with another woman. Initially, Aurora found herself in disbelief, struggling to comprehend what she was witnessing. Her first instinct was for her husband to quickly respond and proudly introduce her as his wife. However, he hesitated, leaving her wondering why he took so long to answer. Was he trying to spare this lady's feelings due to the disapproving expression on her face? The moment felt like a slow-motion scene from a movie, and all Aurora could do was wait for Lucas' reply. Aurora couldn't help but wonder, "Who is this woman?" Litt
Author’s pov The next morning, Marian noticed Aurora coming down the stairs. Marian quickly stood up from the brown leather couch, surprising Aurora, who detected a hint of mocking remorse in her eyes. "Mrs. Lucas, I'm truly sorry for the way I spoke to you yesterday. I was upset because Lucas didn't invite me to your wedding," Marian said. Aurora could sense the lack of sincerity in her eyes and walked towards the kitchen without responding. "Do I have to grovel before you just because I'm staying here for a while? I knew Lucas before you. If it weren't for Lucas, would I stoop so low?" Marian continued, but Aurora remained silent, refusing to utter a single word. “I can’t wait for her to leave this house,” Aurora thought as she crossed the kitchen’s door. About an hour later, the three of them sat together for breakfast. Aurora's face reflected her inner turmoil. She was angry that Lucas hadn't yet agreed to let her work. The dining table felt lifeless, except for the so
Aurora’s pov Last night was dreadful, and all I needed was to force myself to sleep. The conversation between Lucas and Marian downstairs was unbearable. My gut feeling suggested that Marian might have intentionally added extra salt to the food, but there was no evidence. If I were to mention this to Lucas, he might think otherwise. I still couldn't understand why Marian was with Lucas and why she kept calling his phone. Reluctantly, I found myself sitting on the edge of the bed, breaking away from my usual routine of reaching out to my husband on the other side and embracing him. Lucas was still fast asleep, making me wonder if he hadn't left Marian's company on time or if I had woken up unusually early. The thought of Lucas and Marian being together filled me with fear that my husband might be unfaithful. I got up and went to the bathroom, taking a seat on the toilet. The first thing I noticed was my pregnancy test kit. With hesitation, I picked it up using my right hand. Luca
Aurora's pov The phone call from my boss not only robbed me of sleep but also shattered my confidence. It made me feel like a nervous teenager standing in front of new classmates after switching schools. My heart raced, and I could feel my breath quicken. I never imagined I would come face-to-face with my ex-husband in my entire life. I got up from my bed, still in my nightgown, and paced around the room with my hands behind my back. Every time I closed my eyes, flashbacks of my past life flooded my mind. The memory of Lucas sending me out of his house for what I knew nothing about. It hurt to remember how his childhood sweetheart was delighted at our misunderstanding. "Why this call when my life is finally going well?" I muttered to myself. Just then, a message notification chimed on my phone, and I quickly turned to grab it, hoping for something that seemed unlikely. Maybe a message from my boss saying they had changed their minds and appointed someone else. "Hi Dearie, I've
Sebastian’s pov I couldn't take my eyes off the message sent by Aurora, my thumbs still resting on my chin. I had asked her to come to my office after meeting with her boss, but she had refused. It wasn't her refusal that broke my heart, but rather the message itself. Every time someone disappointed me, it reminded me of what had happened three years ago. "Sebastian, you can't stay like this. You need to find someone to heal your heart," my mom had told me. When Dora broke my heart, it felt like half part of my heart had been wounded. Dora had been my childhood friend, and since my parents were well-off, it had been easy for me to support her financially. She had no father, and her mother was struggling, so I felt compelled to help them, even through college. I had envisioned a perfect future together, given our long history. But what transpired felt like a plot twist in a movie. I had lied to my parents countless times to assist Dora. She was like a rose I had planted in my own g
Author’s pov Lucas sat in his office, his long blue sleeves neatly folded at the ends. He occupied his usual spot on the tenth floor, surrounded by documents waiting for his signature. Each time he glanced at the name engraved on his pen, a deep breath escaped him. It bore the name of his ex-wife, Sweet Aurora. He had arranged for the pen to be customized with her name when he signed a contract with the pen supplier four years ago, a gesture of affection he once held for her. Pausing for a moment, memories flooded Lucas’ mind, forcing him to revisit his past. No longer did he wake up early in the morning to make their favorite coffee. The wireless earpiece he used to wear at the office was absent, and his melancholic mood did not go unnoticed by his childhood sweetheart. He lightly tapped his finger on the table and turned his gaze towards the window. Trying to distract himself from his thoughts, he pondered, “How long will I continue to dwell on Aurora? Perhaps divorcing her w