Chase went closer to her. The woman or girl, apparently, was confused with everything. Chase did not say a word. He took his phone and called the doctor and he arrived in no time. “This is a miracle, Chase. She is out of danger now”, the doctor said cheerfully. What he had seen had pleased him. As the doctor prepared to leave, Chase walked him out.
“ Now Chase, when you drop her at the shelter tomorrow, make sure you…..”,
“ The shelter?”, Chase interrupted. “ I am not taking her to the shelter, l mean I have enough room”.
“Oh great! Because what you really needed was a mysterious woman with temporary amnesia taking over your life”.
“I’m only trying help!”, he explained.
“ Of course you’re only trying to help. I’m sure your motives are not at all completely driven by curiosity or attraction”, the doctor smiled, winked as he drive off he shouted, “Just make sure she does take her medicines and she needs to rest. Her wounds just still need to heal completely and she needs be totally fine. And be patient with her,it might take hours until her memory and senses starts working properly again”.
Chase went back inside. “Let’s get you off these dirty clothes, you need a bath, right?”, he asked . The girl did not respond, he then recalled what the doctor had said, that it could take hours for her senses to start working properly. He helped her get to the bathroom and gave her a towel and soap; he stood still.
“The shower…water…soap”, he pointed. The girl stood frozen.
“Bathing”, he repeated in gesture. “Do you get it now?”, he asked politely.
She nodded and moved. Chase went to his storeroom to see what he would find that the girl would probably need; a toothbrush, girl’s clothes, new underwears.He went into the kitchen and made a bowl of noodles and waited for the girl to finish bathing. She took a very long bath, her whole body felt sore. After she was done, Chase gave her a new room and some girl’s clothes which used to belong to Dora, his ex-girlfriend and also some lotion. She dressed up and came out to eat. Eating was difficult for her, her jaws felt painful as they had not moved in almost five months. He helped her eat and brush her teeth and got her to bed as it was getting late. He watched her closely as she was sound asleep, hoping she would be better the next day so she can clear the air for him. He knew that somehow, this woman and Chris his twin brother had some sort of connection.
He smiled as he remembered how he had found her lying on the ground after being shot in the woods. He vividly remembered how he had struggled to lift her unconscious body to the car and to the hospital. He remembered the distress of him once being a suspect in the whole investigation of her brutal attack. After exhausting all avenues, the police shoved her case to the unresolved pile, concluding that she had fallen victim to a brutal theft, and that the attackers would probably never face justice. Nevertheless, all the trouble he had gone through was worthwhile, he had saved a life! By then she was built up than now, she had lost so much weight you would count her ribs, but even that could not hide her dense beauty.
He slept in the girl’s room, on the couch waking up occasionally to make sure she was okay. The next morning, he woke up earlier, went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast and brought it to her room. The moment he opened the door, she was awake and when she saw him, she let out a low, scared scream.
“Chris?”, she said, frightened. He smiled, his grin so wide that it would almost touch his shapely ears. He knew what it meant, he knew that the transient amnesia from her comma was gone, and she remembered. Chase felt delighted, and he couldn’t wait to dot her pieces to Chris. He put the tray of food on the bed next to her.
“I’m Chase. Chase Malvins”,he said as he stretched his arm in greeting. The girl slowly stretched her hand and they shook hands for a few seconds. The name ‘Malvins’ rang a bell in the girl’s mind; a loud, annoying bell, then she recalled Chris Malvins, but he despite looking exactly identical to Chris had said he was Chase.
“I know you’re confused, but l need you to eat and have your medicine and after that we will talk…about how this whole unpleasant situation came to be. I assure you, you are safe now”,he told her comfortingly, trying to conceal a grin that wanted to escape his lips. It was as if Chase had a realization only he was aware about.
“Couldn’t they talk just now”, Valerie thought, as Chase left the room. Eating, shower…it just sounded like way too much to go. Valerie felt impatient, and confused. She felt a lot better than the previous day she had woken up from her comma, though she still felt so much confused on how she had ended up with Chase who looked exactly like Chris and how he had found her.
Valerie stood before the dressing table, after her bath, and the mirror’s reflection revealed a stranger. She almost couldn’t recognize herself. Tears streamed silently down her pale, thin face, her eyes sunken, her skin sallow and malnourished. She was a shadow of her former self, and the realization was devastating. Her reflection pained her, but it was nothing compared to the immense pain she felt deep within her heart, unsure of how to make things right. Just then, the door creaked open, and Chase entered, his eyes filled with concern. He gently touched her shoulders, his fingers tracing the delicate curve of her neck. “I hate seeing these,” he whispered, his thumb wiping away her tears.
With tender care, he guided her to the bed, sitting beside her. His voice was a soothing balm, a gentle whisper that seemed to envelop her in warmth. “You’re breaking my heart, seeing you like this,” he said, his words dripping with emotion. “You deserve so much more, so much better. You are probably confused, I know, but you called me Chris because him and l are identical, that means you know Chris and that also means you recall something about your past, maybe not everything but something, right?”, he asked as politely as he could.
“Actually l remember everything”, she said.
“You have a sharp memory”, he smiled. She smiled back and he thought that was the most brilliant smile he had ever seen. Then she started talking, right from the start.
Valerie moved towards the door of her workplace building , and she felt a soft touch on her shoulder. As she turned with fury, she saw a young athletic man, smiling at him, revealing a perfect set of teeth. The man exuded an air of understated sophistication as he stood tall, clothed in a simple yet impeccably tailored black tuxedo. The luxurious fabric, likely a high-end wool or cashmere blend, hugged his athletic physique perfectly, complementing his broad shoulders. A pair of polished black oxfords, crafted from the finest Italian leather, completed his outfit, their subtle brogue detailing a testament to the wearer’s discerning taste. Despite the simplicity of his attire, it couldn’t hide the scent of wealth and luxury that shone from his outlook.Despite his polished and refined attire, the man’s attempt to disguise himself was evident, particularly around his face. His eyes, were hidden behind a pair of stylish yet slightly oversized glasses, his attempt to disguise himself quit
Valerie stood nervously outside the company's glass doors, smoothing her dress and taking a deep breath. She had spent hours rehearsing her responses to common interview questions. With a confident smile, she pushed open the door and stepped into the bustling lobby. As she approached the reception desk, a friendly face greeted her. "Hi, you must be Valerie. I'm Karen, the HR manager. Please, follow me”.Valerie trailed behind Karen, and finally, she landed behind a long que. Despite her anxiety, when her turn came, she entered the conference room confidently, where two interviewers were seated. The conversation flew smoothly, with Valerie answering questions about her skills and experience.After the interview, Karen escorted Valerie to the CEO's office. “The CEO has requested to see you in his office now," she said, opening the door. Although Valerie couldn’t figure out the reason for this request, she felt quite uneasy.Valerie's eyes widened as she stepped inside the CEOs office. T
Chris observed Valerie speculatively as she loaded her time worn belongings in his open truck, ready to take off to his house. He almost thought he was dreaming, completely swimming in disbelief of what he was doing. Chris felt that Valerie was too naive for a twenty five year old woman. The ride to his mansion was long and boring. There was dead silence in the car, until Valerie broke the silence.“This is going to be the worst decision l have ever made!”,Chris deliberately ignored her comment focusing on his driving.“Well if you must know, l am already planning my escape route. I have another job interview in a week”.“How about you focus on your new job as a housekeeper?”, he responded coldly.“Someone has got their grumpy pants today!”, she snapped.In disbelief of what she had just said, Chris took a glance at her. “ What makes you think you can get away with talking to me like that, you are not intimidated by me at all, are you?”, he asked, intrigued by curiosity.“I’m more in
An hour and half later , the food was ready. Valerie set the table for the two and called them. The two men ate quietly, until Richey broke the silence and said, “Chris you seem to be enjoying the food.”Chris suddenly choked and coughed, he took a few sips of water and cleared his throat.“What?”.“I said you seem to be enjoying the food. Did you just say she is a bad cook? Because l would swear that this is one of the best meals l have had in a very long time.”Chris did not answer, the food was undeniably delicious, he felt embarrassed by how Valerie had made such a delicious meal after he had demeaned her as a bad cook. After they were done, Valerie came to clear up the table.“Thank you very much and you are a great cook”, Richey said as he smiled at her.“Thank you, l am glad you appreciated my meal. Some people are just so hard to please” ,she answered as she looked at Chris with the corner of her eye. She could see how he was creasing his face, his eyes rolling from her to Ric
He has regained his consciousness”, the doctor said an hour later as she sat in his office. A wave of relief swept through her face as she realized she had to finally brush off the thought of being charged with involuntary man slaughter. Phew,he was fine!“So he regained his consciousness! And he is completely fine?”, she asked just to be sure. “Yes, he probably got too much stressed and that knocked him out, he just needs some rest and ...uh, he will be fine. But tell me, who are you to him?”, he asked."Me, well l am his...sister…yes, step sister”, she lied.To her surprise, the doctor believed her despite how much she had stammered.“What happened to him before he fainted?”, he asked, looking at her speculatively. "Bad news or had an argument, maybe?”.She recalled how she had troubled him during the day.“An argument? No, not at all”, she denied….”.He must have stressed a bit too much about work that’s all”, she said looking straight into his eyes. He did not say anything for a m
A year prior, Chris had been diagonised with diabetes type 2. Upon commencing medication he had endured several side effects for almost over a month. He suffered from headaches, fatigue, diarrhoea, nausea and vomiting. During those days, he was barely at work at all, all alone in his lonely mansion, no one taking care of him. He not only felt wounded physically but emotionally as well. He felt abandoned and uncared for. He had not shared the news with anyone, even his twin brother Chase. Fortunately as his body adjusted he felt better and eventually he was well again.On the current day, he had collapsed even though he was not quite sure why. On the same day he was discharged, Valerie drove him back home. Brushing off the moments of the day, he felt quite relieved Valerie was there with him. For the first time since his parent's demise, someone was taking care of him. Being drove home by Valerie felt different from being drove by his chauffer. It felt soothing to his senses. Suddenly
Tasha felt her insecurity leveling up. The thought of her fiancé being alone in his space with another woman made her bite her nails. Her idea of Valerie wasn't she being Chris' helper, but rather she was just a woman. An incredibly beautiful woman. The worst part of it all was that, upon her arrival, it felt like Chris was not at all intrigues by her presence, but was rather enjoying Valerie's company more. Regardless of their relationship being more of an alliance, and despite that they had agreed to an open relationship, the reflection of Chris pursuing Valerie vexed her. Yes, she may not have been in love with Chris, but she was confident that someone like Valerie was undeserving of Chris, moreover of taking her place in his life. The entire night at Chris' house had been a nightmare. Normally, he would be all over her, his eyes aflame with desire, however this time she had taken a bath, and radiated a sweet aroma on her voluptuous body. Presenting her furnished body covered in
“So what exactly is your intention here?”, Tasha asked in a low ruspy growl as she moved towards Valerie. Startled, Valerie's grip on the knife loosened and it cluttered on the counter.“Good morning, Tasha. God! You startled me to death", she breathed, her cheerful tone a mocking contrast to the tension in Tasha’s voice.Tasha's eyes narrowed. "Are you going to pretend you did not hear my question?”, Tasha asked, her temper rising. “No, of course not…well my intention right now…is to make a sandwich for my breakfast", she replied. "And of course, my long term intentions are cooking, washing, cleaning”, she answered, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She continued working on her breakfast preparation. Tasha rolled her eyes. “Well, I don’t believe that. You are not really a typical housekeeper so l do not think so”, she said as she munched on a carrot, her gaze fixed on Valerie.Valerie chuckled and asked, “So what else do you think is my intention?.“I think that you, Valerie...”,
Just then, Chris swiftly changed the subject. “So just be strong friend. Time is like a river. You can’t touch the same water twice, because the flow that has passed will never pass again, so enjoy every moment of life”.“What was that?”, she asked, surprised at his words.“Oops! Forgive me, I just can’t help but become poetic in this garden of …”.She burst into laughter. They both now felt tired as it was running late. Chris accompanied Valerie to her hotel. “ I will just put you to bed and l will be out”, he promised. Valerie sat in bed, then it was time for Chris to go leave, but he kept on moving about.“You want to tell me something?”, she asked.He looked at her, surprised. “It shows?”, he asked back. “Well, I was wondering if I could spend the night on the couch”, he said, hesitantly. Valerie said nothing.“You won’t even know l am her, I promise”, he said.“And why would you leave the comfort of your home for a small uncomfortable, hotel couch?”, she asked, she had been aston
Chris quietly walked around the room, watching Valerie sleep. Without warning, his phone made a loud ringing, disturbing Valerie from her peaceful sleep. It was a call from work and he just had to take the call. After hanging up, he apologized to her.“I’m sorry l woke you up”, he said, sincerely.“Not a problem”, she said assumingly as she yawned and stretched. Valerie felt herself loosening up to Chris’ presence because frankly, he was all she had during this turmoil.“How about you take a shower?”, he ordered. Valerie kept gazing at him, and didn’t say a word.“I was thinking maybe we could order some food, afterwards”, he suggested. She comprehended what he was trying to do.“Chris, l am fine, you really don’t have to…”, she stated.“ I wasn’t asking, it was a command. Now, off you go…give me twenty steps to the bathroom!”, he blasted, a faint smile on his lips, hoping Valerie would find that humorous. She giggled and stood up immediately, pulling her feet to the bathroom.“Aye, C
Chris stood still, frozen. His phone right in his hand. He didn’t know where to start. He wasn’t at all worried about his twin brother being teased mercilessly on the media for cheating on Valerie. He wasn’t pleased too by the masses claiming he was more organised and trustworthy compared to Chase. His only worry was on poor Valerie, how she was coping , how she was taking the betrayal.The previous day, Chris had felt her dilemma. He couldn’t see through her though, he couldn’t fathom why she kept on giving Chase so much power over her. Right from the moment she had caught Chase having sex with Dora red handed, she should have given him a piece of her mind, shown him what she is made of, sued him even. However, Chase had taken her love for him as a sign of desperation and weakness. He wondered how Chase had been blind to see what an incredible woman he had. Her immense love for Chase was visible in her eyes, and Chris knew it was pure and true. Still, all that worried him was Valerie
Chase woke up to the violent buzz of his cell phone. He stretched his hand to grab the phone but before he could get a hold of it , he noticed something quite usual and off. He closed his eyes and opened again, then now he felt more awake and ready to start the day. Just then, his ears heard a sound. A faint sound, yet undeniably the sound of an angry mob. Just as he started to see a clearer picture of what was happening, he hurried out of his bed and shifted his gaze to the window.His eyes instantly grew larger. Was that an egg that had just landed on his crystal clear glass window? Pacing to the window, he got the shock of his life. His security men were trying to ward off an angry mob off his yard. It was quite visible how the security men were struggling, almost being overpowered. One spotted him standing by his window, clueless and instantly raised a finger and posted straight to him, shouting, “ Cheater! Cheater!”.At once, the visibly angry mob shifted focus to him , and let o
In his vintage, uptown mansion, Chris had been snapping his fingers nervously, his gaze fixed on the blank wall. His mansion was visibly secluded from the rest of the elite neighbourhood. One could describe the mansion as basically lone, and quiet in a bothersome way. Nevertheless to Chris, it was the most refreshing place he could ever be, after that long tiring day of work in the city. He could not shake off the feeling that something would inevitably unfold because of Dora’s sudden arrival. He was greatly concerned about Valerie now more that ever, hoping Chase wouldn’t hurt her as he had predicted before. Dora’s sudden appearance in the city only , he perceived was worrisome and only meant one thing. Trouble. Now only three days to Valerie and Chase’s wedding. Even though he had lost the woman he wished he had to his twin brother, he still cared for her, and hoped nothing bad would come her way. Like her husband to be’s troublesome ex girlfriend out of the blue showing up at their
Answer me honestly, I deserve to know the truth”, Valerie asked, firmly.“I used to. Or l still do, I don’t know Valerie”, he replied.“Oh?”, she said with anger and pain. “And me, I was an option?”, she asked, scared of the answer he would give her. He did not say anything for a moment. Valerie grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to their bedroom and locked the door. As Dora trailed behind them, Valerie sent her away.“I need a private moment with my man, if you don’t mind, Mrs Home Wrecker?” , she said.As they entered the room, Chase switched to defence mode. “Valerie, believe me l had no idea she wo…”,he begged.“Shush, don’t say a word. I understand what you’re going through, the confusion…l get it”,she said, with ease. Chase couldn’t hide his surprise. He wasn’t expecting Valerie to be suddenly so calm. Hesitantly, she took off her engagement ring and held it to his face.“You know this makes me so sad right now, but l have to give you space to think about this, so could you
Right at midnight, as the mansion was filled with dead silence, Valerie suddenly woke up from her slumber. She recalled the incident that had unfolded earlier and tears trickled at the corner of her eyes. She had cried herself to sleep and now, she vowed she wasn’t going to start again.Still drowsy, she stretched her hand towards Chase. Still feeling her hand against the sheets, she knew Chase wasn’t there with her. Hours before during diner, an intense argument had erupted between them, but to her surprize, Chase had seemed not bothered at all. Perhaps, he had seen her asleep and thought they’d talk in the morning.Valerie felt her anger was justified. Chase had been excessively rude to her, he had to be the one to apologize. Valerie couldn’t help but feel something was off and…wrong . Why was her husband to be acting so strangely only five days before their wedding? “Had she done something wrong?”, she kept thinking to herself.One thing was clear. Chase must have had some unresolv
Valerie impatiently paced up and down the room. She was a mess; still in her pyjamas, her hair undone and her body quite sweaty. Chase had not been back from work since the previous day and she was sick worried about him. Her calls were going straight to voicemail and he was absent from work. By then, it was almost two in the afternoon and he hadn’t even bothered to text. She kept on praying that God keep him safe wherever he was.As she was about to throw her body on the couch, the telephone rang. A private number was calling.“Hello”, she answered, her voice filled with irritation.“Val, how are you?”, a voice responded. Immediately, Valerie knew who it was and her mind geared into an adversarial mode.“You! What is it?”, she yelled. “What do you want from me now?”,“Whoa! How did you even know it’s me?”, Chris said, his voice sounding cheerful, contrary to her menacing voice.“No one calls me that except you…so duh!What do you want,anyway?”,she asked.“I wanted to thank you for the
Valerie could barely recognise herself anymore as she gazed into the mirror. Her reflection revealed a stranger. Her hair once black and straight, now blonde and curly, cascading down her back in bouncy waves. Her make up too had become bold and flawless. Her nails impeccably manicured. Once she favoured simple, comfortable clothing but now, she would wear designer clothes and sleek dresses. “Just one last show”, Chase would always promise, but there was always another.In the haste of the wedding preparations, Valerie had intentionally erased Chris out of her mind. She had chosen to forget him, but she felt he wasn’t the only part of her life she had swept under the rug. She had forgotten how it felt like to be herself, she had missed the simplicity of life, like just walking on the sidewalk, or strolling in the park without the paparazzi running after you. Now, she felt as if she was slowly loosing herself in the process of being a billionaire’s fiancée.Her life was now plagued by