Mae’s P.O.VMy knees buckled and I almost crumbled to the ground as my hands flew over my mouth and my heart sank into my stomach. The tears that threatened to fall as I eavesdropped on Marcel’s conversation with Robert, streamed down my face.I retracted my step, dread settling at the pit of my stomach while I quickly wiped off my tears as soon as a maid walked by, lowering her head in reverence for me. I swallowed hard as different thoughts coursed through my mind. Was he suspicious of me and was that why he asked for the information of the past workers in the house? Was there a high chance that he was starting to recover his memories?No! If he did, then I was going to know and he constantly used his medications so that wasn't possible. But what if he finds out the truth because of his growing suspicion of me? Swallowing the heavy lump that formed in my throat, I ran down the hallway, rushing down the stairs with tears cascading down my cheeks. I needed to do something. There
Elodie’s P.O.VI rolled my eyes to the back, walking behind Marcel who seemed kind of worried for Mae. I was so sure that this was one of her petty tricks and she did this just to gain his attention.My only relief was that he was starting to see through her for who she was but at the same time, it was saddening to see him still giving her any attention. Mae knew how to toil with him. As we walked down the hallway, I soon caught sight of Axel standing in front of a door. He was talking with a nurse and when Marcel called out to him, he left the nurse’s side, running towards Marcel. Standing before Marcel, he exhaled sharply and the next thing was that he wrapped his hands around Marcel, nuzzling his chin on his shoulder while he squeezed his eyes shut. Axel muttered . “If I wasn’t there, she could have died in the fire. She just lost consciousness due to the smoke but the doctor said she is fine”“Seeing her in that situation, I was reminded about our parents. I don’t want to lose
Elodie’s P.O.V I replayed the conversation between Mae and Axel in the courtyard to Ezra who listened attentively before a scoff left his mouth. “She is despicable” “The two of them are. While Axel's own stem from a misunderstanding and sudden hate, Mae's own is what I can’t understand” I responded, my eyes meeting his while he heaved an exasperated sigh. “However, the bright side is that we now have the upper hand here” When Mae fired everyone in the house and replaced them with the people that she had hired, I didn’t think much about it and didn’t suspect more foul things about it. However, ever since Ezra recovered and began digging into Mae’s relationship with Darius, it turned out that the new employees were in one way related to Darius. People that he once threatened. People that he once helped. People that lived under his mercy. People who owed him. So, Ezra used that information by meeting secretly with the head servant, promising to pay the debt owed to Darius
Mae’s P.O.VMy mind wandered back to when Marcel presented me with a small box. In the box, a diamond necklace was nestled inside and after that, he bought me different luxurious dresses and personally picked me up at the hospital instead of sending the chauffeur when I was discharged. Marcel even opened the car’s door for me and for the first time since we fell apart, Marcel smiled genuinely at me. Things were now falling into place. I couldn’t have done all of this if it weren’t for Axel and most importantly, Darius. I was glad that he walked into my life. Because of the havoc that I was able to wreak on Elodie in the media, Darius pre-ordered a thousand copies of my books and the interesting thing was that Marcel didn’t react to the news in the media nor did he bother to protect Elodie. He must have realized that being with her would cause him more calamity. He was in love with me now and that was all that mattered. I was soon snapped out of my reverie when my friend, Alice,
Marcel’s P.O.VTossing my phone aside, the chauffeur increased the speed of the car while panic washed over me. I couldn’t forget the pain in Sage’s voice that rang through my ears and most importantly, my heart squeezed with pain when he refused to speak to me. None of the triplets did and that shattered my heart. Because of that, I decided to sort out the issue between us, move forward, and regain that father-to-children spark. I heaved an exasperated sigh when it suddenly flashed through my mind that Elodie was telling me about what could be the reason why the triplets were giving me cold shoulders. I could have known that day if it weren’t for Mae’s fire accident. Now that I thought about it, she did mention something about Mae being involved. Loosening my tie, I removed the upper button, while heaving an exasperated sigh as my eyes squeezed shut. At that moment, my phone vibrated against the chair and revulsion swirled in my mind because I knew that it was no one other than
Marcel’s P.O.V Just by recollecting the whole drama that happened yesterday night, I developed a sudden headache. I was forced to take Mae home because she was bent on creating a scene and Aunt Nadia who held a grudge towards her for years wasn’t having any of her drama. I could have confronted her yesterday concerning what the triplets said and why she would tell the triplets something stupid but Elodie was adamant on me feeding her with her delusions. There were no two words to describe whatever Mae did yesterday other than she was going crazy. The doctor’s words snapped me out of my reverie as the door to his office slammed shut behind him. I turned, locking gazes with him while he held the bottle containing the pills that I had stopped taking. I was now in Hawaii. “Mr Marcel, I am sorry for keeping you waiting. I was discussing with my colleagues concerning this pill” He said, sitting behind the mahogany desk while flashing me a smile that I returned. I watched as he g
ELODIE A knock sounded on my door— Scary, hard, and insistent. Swirling a wine glass in my hand, my gaze was fixated on the door, the whistling sound from the kettle triggering the senses in my head. Only one name popped into my head. Darius. Darius bouncing back to the top must have prompted his audaciousness because I couldn't count the number of times that he had to send gifts that I had rejected. Earlier this morning, Darius had sent Saint Laurent heels to my office with some stupid note about how he wanted me to come to dinner with him. Noon, he sent a bright red sequin dress, accompanied by a bouquet of fresh roses. Evening, he had sent a silver necklace and another ridiculous note concerning how he was going to make things work between us. I heaved an exasperated sigh. It was just right that he was the one at the door. When I got home, I had destroyed everything he sent, sending it back to him while leaving a note that I was going to destroy his fucking fac
Elodie’s P.O.VMy eyes fluttered open while I turned, fixing my gaze on the lofty ceiling that chandeliers hung from with half-lidded eyes. It was weird, I slept well. I barely slept well ever since the course of my life was turned upside down. Sitting upright while leaning against the headboard, I ran my eyes around the room lazily, a wince escaping my lips and slowly, the memories from earlier flashed through my mind. My eyes widened and I threw a glance back to the bed. Marcel! We both slept on the same bed! Could he have left already? Anger and dissatisfaction surged within me and a frown replaced the confused expression on my face. He could have woken me up. Sliding out of the bed, I tossed the duvet on the bed aside, sauntering towards the door but as soon as I pushed the door open, the tantalizing scent of omelettes hit me in the nostrils. It had been long since I had woken up to the smell of breakfast and the housekeeper hardly made breakfast for herself whenever she ca