(Gideon’s Pov)I hated the fact that she kept lying to my face, she had promised to not meet him up. But yet she went behind my back and did the opposite.What if he had hit her, why would she even give ears to what he had to say?“Gideon, are you okay” she asked as I drove in silence. I had waited for Edward to leave to drive her home since she wanted to keep our relationship secret.“Am fine” I lied, “I know you are angry about Edward but I can explain” she trailed in.“Explain what? You lied to me this morning when I asked who was on the phone, why didn't you tell me” I questioned,Harper said nothing, her eyes stared at my face but she quickly turned away.“Why can't you give me a reason, do you still have feelings for Edward” I asked I hope that was not true, I hope it was just my useless thinking and not true, please say something, Harper, and assure me that there's nothing at all.“Let me explain George” She repeated I hit the steering wheel so hard, causing the car to honk
(Alice’s Pov)As I entered the room, the overpowering odor of alcohol assaulted my senses, indicating that Edward had drowned his frustrations in liquor.Advancing further into the room, my gaze fell upon Edward sprawled on the bed, accompanied by two unclothed women beside him.While I had been tirelessly working to resolve his issues, here he was reveling in the company of other women, hosting parties. The question lingered in my mind: where did he even find the resources to throw such extravagant gatherings?Heading to the kitchen, I poured myself a glass of water, mustering the courage to confront Edward. Returning to the room, I hurled the water at him, breaking the glass as it shattered on the floor."What the hell!" he exclaimed, his gaze locking onto me."Are you sober now?" I demanded, discarding the glass with a resonating crash.The women looked at me in shock, their expressions betraying a mix of fear and disbelief. Perhaps I was on the brink of insanity dealing with this
(Harper’s Pov)I stared at Alice as she stood there, a little luggage bag in her hand, confused, I leaned on the door.“Mind explaining what's going on,” I asked trying to understand what she was doing here.“I need a place to stay for a while,” she said.I arched a brow at her statement, was she real, after everything she had the guts to stand in front of me saying all this.“What happened to your dorm room, did you cause trouble again” I questioned waiting for her to respond.Alice laughed crazily, her hand grabbing her suitcase, Has she finally gone crazy, why should I even be concerned about her, she was practically the cause of her problem.“Of course, it is always Alice causing trouble, my perfect too-good sister is always innocent” she glared at me.“Are you here to argue or get on nerves?” I askedShe rolled her eyes, digging her fingers into her already messed-up hair before speaking. “Are you going to let me in or not”“Do you have any right to act up right now, or give opti
(Harper’s pov)It has been two fucking days of hell, from my work and home, Alice was getting on my nerves and I couldn't take it anymore.She creates messes around the house and acts nonchalant and uses her pregnancy as an excuse, like why do I give a fuck. I didn't get her pregnant so why should I be suffering from a mistake she dragged herself into not to mention Edward?I groan, I get annoyed just thinking about him, he has turned the whole office upside down and I get the side-eyed looks from everyone because they all still think am engaged with him.Since Edward goes around lying about me begging him to take me back after he called off our engagement, the nerve of that good-for-nothing guy.He was always making mistakes and and the end of the day we the junior staff always get scolded for his errors.I have been up and down cleaning his mistake to avoid more eyes and insults from the other staff and all he does is yell and take a one-hour break.“Here are the documents,” I said
(Edward’s pov)At that moment, a surge of anger swept over me, fueled by the embarrassment of feeling foolish. The door flung open abruptly, hands yanking me away from her.My eyes widened in the realization of my actions. What had I done? I stared at my hands, then walked over to where Harper sat on the floor.She winced, her hand gently pressing against her neck as she coughed, trying to alleviate the pain. Ava knelt beside her, patting her back in a gesture of solace.“Harper... I...” I attempted to speak, but before I could utter a word, I was interrupted.“Don't come near me!” Harper's yell reverberated in the room, drawing the attention of the gathered crowd.As murmurs and curious stares shifted from me to Harper, Mr. Sterling entered the scene, his gaze flicking between the two of us.“Mr. Pierce, care to explain what's happening here? Have you resorted to physical harm against a colleague?” Mr. Sterling's inquiry hung heavily in the air, all eyes fixed on me awaiting a respon
~Gideon's POV~ The drive home from the airport was exhausting, the hours of travel leaving me drained. Two weeks away from back-to-back business meetings had been more than enough. As Joshua, my assistant, navigated the car through familiar streets, he filled me in on updates from the firm. The most notable one? Edward. He had started working at the company and already managed to cause a scene. "He hit Harper," Joshua said, his voice laced with disdain. "Right in front of her coworkers." Of course, Edward would pull something like that. Hopeless and reckless—he would never change. "Was he dealt with properly?" I asked, my tone sharp. "Yes, sir." Joshua handed me his phone, showing me photos of the results. I stared at them for a moment, a flicker of satisfaction breaking through my exhaustion. Edward deserved every bit of it. "Good. Next time he lays a hand on Harper or anyone else in the firm, he'll face worse." "Yes, sir," Joshua said. "Inform payroll to send him on
~HARPER’S POV~The drive home was peaceful, the hum of the car engine blending into the night’s silence. Honestly, everything about tonight had been amazing. Gideon had a way of making even the worst days feel lighter. But deep down, the lingering weight of earlier events refused to lift. My run-in with Edward at the office replayed in my mind like a broken record. That jerk dared to lay his hands on me in public. It wasn’t like it was the first time, but it didn’t make it any less humiliating—or infuriating. I felt shaken, the way I hadn’t since the night my parents died. I clenched my hands into fists, the old anger simmering under my skin. I would never forgive Edward for that. Never. “Are you okay?” Gideon’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I turned to face him, forcing a small smile. “Yeah, I’m fine… just thinking. Old memories,” I said quietly. “Edward?” he asked, his tone steady but his grip tightening slightly on the steering wheel. Even though his eyes stayed
~Harper’s POV~The drive back to my house was quiet, and for once, I welcomed the silence. It felt like a relief to finally share how I had dealt with my parent’s death. It hadn’t been easy, but somehow, I pulled through. When Gideon pulled into the driveway, my eyes shifted from him to the faint glow of light coming from the house. I sighed deeply. Alice must be home. The thought of seeing her face made my stomach churn. Just two days under the same roof with her felt like an eternity in hell. “You have a guest?” Gideon asked, his eyes darting between me and the house. “It’s Alice,” I said, the name bitter on my tongue. Even saying it aloud felt like admitting defeat—especially to someone who knew how broken my relationship with her was, not to mention what she’d done. Gideon raised an eyebrow, his fingers drumming on the steering wheel. “I never pegged you as the forgiving type.” “That’s because I’m not,” I shot back, my voice laced with frustration. But I could fee
(A DONE DEAL)~GIDEON’S POV~ I stared at the stack of files in front of me, my desk cluttered with paperwork. It had been work, work, and more work. Dealing with so many mergers was exhausting, and the pressure to get everything done on time was weighing on me. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples. I missed spending time with Harper. My eyes shifted to my phone, sitting quietly on the desk. Maybe I should call her. I wanted to hear her voice. I tapped the screen, unlocked it, and scrolled to my contact list. Her name stared back at me, tempting me to tap it. I was about to give in to the urge when there was a knock on the door. I looked up as the door opened slightly, and Joshua, my assistant, stepped inside. He had that look on his face—the one that said he had news to deliver. “Is there a problem, Joshua?” I asked, setting my phone down. “The report you asked for, sir,” he said, making his way toward me and handing me a file. I took it, unlocking the folder
(Start Afresh)~ALICE’S POV~“What do you want?” Edward’s voice came through sharp and impatient on the other end of the line. I rolled my eyes at his attitude. He should be grateful I even bothered to call him. The nerve of this idiot. If it weren’t for the child growing inside me, I wouldn’t have bothered. Scratch that—I wouldn’t have even looked in his direction if I had a choice. But here I was, stuck in this mess with him. “Still at the hospital, I guess?” I said, keeping my tone casual, waiting for him to reply. “I’m not in the mood for games, Alice. Just get to the damn point.” His voice was clipped, laced with frustration. I shifted on the couch, leaning back into the cushions as I stared at the ceiling. “Don’t take your frustration out on me,” I snapped, my tone sharp. There was silence on the other end, thick and tense before he finally spoke again. “What do you want, Alice? Surely you didn’t call just to piss me off.” “Well, for once, you got something right,
(The Bills)~EDWARD'S POV~I've been stuck in this hospital bed for five days now, and Harper still hasn't shown up. I know I hurt her, but the least she could do was come and see me. Just once. Lying here feels useless. I should be working, proving myself. If I even still have a job. This job was supposed to be my chance to turn things around, to show Harper I was serious about changing. I wanted her to see that I could put in the effort and that we could get back to the way things were. Frustration bubbled up as I glanced around the room, searching for my belongings. I needed my phone. I couldn't just sit here, waiting like some invalid. I had to do something.The sound of the door creaking open drew my attention. Jessica walked in, her gaze landing on me before she scanned the room. "Where's Mom?" she asked, her tone flat."I told her to go home and rest," I said, irritation creeping into my voice. "She shouldn't be here all the time. You know, you could help her out."Jessic
~Harper’s POV~The drive back to my house was quiet, and for once, I welcomed the silence. It felt like a relief to finally share how I had dealt with my parent’s death. It hadn’t been easy, but somehow, I pulled through. When Gideon pulled into the driveway, my eyes shifted from him to the faint glow of light coming from the house. I sighed deeply. Alice must be home. The thought of seeing her face made my stomach churn. Just two days under the same roof with her felt like an eternity in hell. “You have a guest?” Gideon asked, his eyes darting between me and the house. “It’s Alice,” I said, the name bitter on my tongue. Even saying it aloud felt like admitting defeat—especially to someone who knew how broken my relationship with her was, not to mention what she’d done. Gideon raised an eyebrow, his fingers drumming on the steering wheel. “I never pegged you as the forgiving type.” “That’s because I’m not,” I shot back, my voice laced with frustration. But I could fee
~HARPER’S POV~The drive home was peaceful, the hum of the car engine blending into the night’s silence. Honestly, everything about tonight had been amazing. Gideon had a way of making even the worst days feel lighter. But deep down, the lingering weight of earlier events refused to lift. My run-in with Edward at the office replayed in my mind like a broken record. That jerk dared to lay his hands on me in public. It wasn’t like it was the first time, but it didn’t make it any less humiliating—or infuriating. I felt shaken, the way I hadn’t since the night my parents died. I clenched my hands into fists, the old anger simmering under my skin. I would never forgive Edward for that. Never. “Are you okay?” Gideon’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I turned to face him, forcing a small smile. “Yeah, I’m fine… just thinking. Old memories,” I said quietly. “Edward?” he asked, his tone steady but his grip tightening slightly on the steering wheel. Even though his eyes stayed
~Gideon's POV~ The drive home from the airport was exhausting, the hours of travel leaving me drained. Two weeks away from back-to-back business meetings had been more than enough. As Joshua, my assistant, navigated the car through familiar streets, he filled me in on updates from the firm. The most notable one? Edward. He had started working at the company and already managed to cause a scene. "He hit Harper," Joshua said, his voice laced with disdain. "Right in front of her coworkers." Of course, Edward would pull something like that. Hopeless and reckless—he would never change. "Was he dealt with properly?" I asked, my tone sharp. "Yes, sir." Joshua handed me his phone, showing me photos of the results. I stared at them for a moment, a flicker of satisfaction breaking through my exhaustion. Edward deserved every bit of it. "Good. Next time he lays a hand on Harper or anyone else in the firm, he'll face worse." "Yes, sir," Joshua said. "Inform payroll to send him on
(Edward’s pov)At that moment, a surge of anger swept over me, fueled by the embarrassment of feeling foolish. The door flung open abruptly, hands yanking me away from her.My eyes widened in the realization of my actions. What had I done? I stared at my hands, then walked over to where Harper sat on the floor.She winced, her hand gently pressing against her neck as she coughed, trying to alleviate the pain. Ava knelt beside her, patting her back in a gesture of solace.“Harper... I...” I attempted to speak, but before I could utter a word, I was interrupted.“Don't come near me!” Harper's yell reverberated in the room, drawing the attention of the gathered crowd.As murmurs and curious stares shifted from me to Harper, Mr. Sterling entered the scene, his gaze flicking between the two of us.“Mr. Pierce, care to explain what's happening here? Have you resorted to physical harm against a colleague?” Mr. Sterling's inquiry hung heavily in the air, all eyes fixed on me awaiting a respon
(Harper’s pov)It has been two fucking days of hell, from my work and home, Alice was getting on my nerves and I couldn't take it anymore.She creates messes around the house and acts nonchalant and uses her pregnancy as an excuse, like why do I give a fuck. I didn't get her pregnant so why should I be suffering from a mistake she dragged herself into not to mention Edward?I groan, I get annoyed just thinking about him, he has turned the whole office upside down and I get the side-eyed looks from everyone because they all still think am engaged with him.Since Edward goes around lying about me begging him to take me back after he called off our engagement, the nerve of that good-for-nothing guy.He was always making mistakes and and the end of the day we the junior staff always get scolded for his errors.I have been up and down cleaning his mistake to avoid more eyes and insults from the other staff and all he does is yell and take a one-hour break.“Here are the documents,” I said
(Harper’s Pov)I stared at Alice as she stood there, a little luggage bag in her hand, confused, I leaned on the door.“Mind explaining what's going on,” I asked trying to understand what she was doing here.“I need a place to stay for a while,” she said.I arched a brow at her statement, was she real, after everything she had the guts to stand in front of me saying all this.“What happened to your dorm room, did you cause trouble again” I questioned waiting for her to respond.Alice laughed crazily, her hand grabbing her suitcase, Has she finally gone crazy, why should I even be concerned about her, she was practically the cause of her problem.“Of course, it is always Alice causing trouble, my perfect too-good sister is always innocent” she glared at me.“Are you here to argue or get on nerves?” I askedShe rolled her eyes, digging her fingers into her already messed-up hair before speaking. “Are you going to let me in or not”“Do you have any right to act up right now, or give opti