The sun was at its peak, yet Lissie stood outside her husband’s dim lit office, sweating from her forehead down to her neck. The door was slightly opened. Lissie held onto her belly tight, nibbling her lower lip whilst listening to two people talking inside. Dr. Lando Hemsworth is inside having a tense conversation with her husband Colton Vistagra. “Why has her situation gotten worse out of the blue, Doctor?” Worry lies in his eyes. “How many more blood transfusions does she need?” The doctor shook his head before sighing heavily. “It's a blood transfusion needed, Mr. Vistagra. A bone marrow implant is the only way,” he paused momentarily. “But the tricky part here is, you might lose the baby. If the baby survives, it might face several handicaps throughout the pregnancy. Keep in mind that Missus Vistagra's life will also be in great danger.” Lissie saw how Colton's eyes were piercing thoroughly. His cold, regal stares were penetrating her heart. Colton was fidgeting his fingers un
It pains Lissie to admit that she's ready to leave the lavish room she once stayed in for the last few years. She just had packed her things, ready to disappear before her wicked husband finds out. The room that symbolizes luxury, rigged out by Colton, has now finally became a painful reminder of Colton's unloyalty. Not to mention the perfect time to leave is the rain pouring hard outside matched with a thunderstorm. The essence of her tidy and minimalist room no longer holds value. Soon, his other woman would vacate this room. Startled by the sight of a pregnant woman across from her, Ember Wrington hurriedly came to see Lissie with her worried eyes. “What’s going on? Why are you suddenly leaving, Missus Vistagra? This is not something you should mend! Your due date is soon, it's crucial for you to stay in this manor. Mr. Vistagra would be worried about the baby!” ‘Worried? At what ground?’ Lissie’s mind was filled with clouded thoughts. She hoisted her gazes, looking at the house
Three years later… “Ready?” The man beside Lissie inquired the moment the car ceased in front of a huge red carpet. Lissie took a deep breath, holding her chest before smiling. “Ready.” She replied with a laced smile. Northfolk City was holding an international exposition solely for fashion designers. It is an opulent event, holding top wedding gown designs, featuring selective fashion designers all over the world. Lissie Jones— or known as Bellissima Victoryn stepped out onto the red carpet. Countless flash came across her face. She stole the spotlight, wearing her confidence whilst her hand was on the man's arm. Countless photographers had her. She was wearing a gold mermaid tail style gown, along with her bullet earrings that cost million dollars she had bought from a well-known jewelry shop. Bellissima Victoryn became a global sensation when a couple of her designs became hot in the market. She was entitled as the “Designer of the Year”, and won an award. However, never did
Colton leaned on a massive marble wall, waiting for Lissie to come out. His dark features remained visible, and Lissie was stunned to see the man outside the comfort room. She did not anticipate Colton would comfort her too soon. Colton did not let Lissie pass. He saw Lissie make a face when her eyes set at the cigarette he was holding. Colton dropped it down, stepped on it before gazing back at Lissie.“Lissie Jones,” he called her name with a swirling emotion. Desperation, and longing flashed in his eyes. Ignoring him, Lissie threw a disposable tissue near her. She doesn't want to have a conversation or engagement with Colton. Thinking and seeing him only reminds her of the painful past she had with her ex-husband. There's no way she'd throw herself to his nightmare den again. As Lissie attempted to pass by, Colton grabbed her hand. He pushed her a little towards the marble wall. “Release me all at once. This is not something an engaged person should do. Cornering a woman?” Lissi
The exposition ended when his clerical assistant found him, and the two just left, leaving Colton alone, speechless. “I've been looking for you, Mr. Vistagra,” Homer Saltouen affirmed when he saw his boss stone-still. “The car is ready. We're set to leave.” Over the last three years, only a few knew what life Colton had and that includes his secretary, Homer. Since the accident occured three years ago at 31st Fort Liberty Bridge, Colton became more distanced and closed off. None of his family can closely talk to him past five minutes. “I need you to investigate something for me,” Colton affirmed coldly. “Take me all the information throughout the three years Lissie disappeared.” He demanded with a stern undertone. “Copy, sir.” The name Bellissima Victoryn doesn't ring a bell. The brilliant fashion and clothing brand had sent ripples to the fashion industry. Each fashion of a person increased, from timid to fierce, from neat to slay outfits. All because of Lissie's hit designs, a
Louis dropped Lissie at Enclaves Harbor, alone inside the vast residence. The night made her drained the moment she woke up in the morning. Lissie prepared her breakfast, and whilst she's in the midst of driving, Lissie's phone rang. Louis' name registered as the caller. Lissie hurriedly and picked up the call. “What’s up?” Lissie affirmed whilst driving. “I've been calling since 7 o’ clock in the morning,” Louis' voice sounded stoic. “Have you seen the news?” “Oh, I'm sorry. I was busy earlier. What happened?” Louis took a deep breath. “I think you should—” Louis failed to complete his sentence when a car bumped at Lissie's limited edition Lamborghini. Fortunately, Lissie was wearing her seatbelt, protecting her from getting any injury. Good thing, she's just driving at a moderate speed. If she goes any faster, surely she'd die. But indeed, people were right. Fortune favors the brave. Glancing beyond the windshield, Lissie's eyes set at a limousine that weighs a million-dollar
The dead air inside circulates around the car. Lissie's breathing hitched as Colton's nasty stares remained on her. In response, Colton lit up a cigarette inside his car, deliberately irritating Lissie's nose. “Are you happy now that you've annoyed the sh*t out of me?” Lissie asserted in an annoyed voice. Frustrated, Lissie pushed the driver seat a little using her right foot whilst fixing the button on her top. A sly smirk appeared in Colton's face. He seemed proud of himself. He opened the window a little and threw the cigarette away. “Give me all the relevant information you have for Louis. Make sure to delete all the copies otherwise—” She was cut off shut when Colton leaned a little closer near her. “Otherwise what?” Lissie was stunned momentarily. Seconds later, Lissie pushed Colton's shoulders off him with an annoyed look. She boldly took out a tooth pick she accidentally saw inside her purse. A playful smile crept on Colton's face, teasing Lissie with a menacing look. “
The blazing fury of the sun bore down her head. The intensifying heat gave her a headache. Colton's threatening, nasty words echoed in her mind, repeatedly flashing Louis’ deepest secret. A sleek BMW pulled over. The door swung open and a woman polished with her luxurious clothes stepped out. Andy Moore, cloaked in her limited edition YSL dress whilst holding her small baguette bag, took off her oversized sunglasses. “Mind spending five minutes with me Lissie?’” Andy inquired, slipping her sunglasses inside the pocket of her coat. Lissie clenched her jaw, the wind oozed and the strands of her hair had been blown by the wind. Lissie hoisted her hands and fixed the strands that came off the border. “I don't want to waste my time with you. We have nothing to talk about.” Lissie attempted to retreat, urging to leave the scene but Andy's harsh words caught her off guard. “I know you showed up yesterday to make me a laughingstock! Really? You claimed the spotlight that should've be
Lissie was extremely flabbergasted. Before Lissie could pull her thoughts, Christian pushed through his words— cutting the woman's freedom to speak. “I'll be brutally honest. I'm not in my best condition. My time is running out and I might say goodbye anytime but before that happens, I want to be with you.” “Grandpa, I…”“I've endured too much pain since I lost you, sweetheart. I don't think I could suffer another pain again if you divorce my grandson. All I want is to be happy, for our home to attain happiness filled with life and laughter.” His words exactly stabbed Lissie straight to her heart. She was taken aback. Lissie struggled to convey her protest because she doesn't want to disappoint her grandpa nor make him sad. She loves him so much! Old Mr. Vistagta held Lissie's hand. “I know it's such a big request. Your future is on the line,” he affirmed. “But the idea of you leaving my household breaks my heart. Besides, you're the only lady of the mansion I only want. Freeing yo
It was hard for Lissie to sleep inside her room. Memories lingers in her mind like bumping cars outside the street. She was just staring blankly at the ceiling with her eyes widened. Her body is tired but her spirit is still awake. Minutes later, familiarizing herself back to her old room, Lissie fell into a deep slumber. Her body adjusted, it was far different from her bed in her unit but she's comfortable enough to fall asleep. The next day, old Mr. Vistagra and his grandson Colton shared the dining table together, eating the breakfast Cindy and the housekeeper prepared. “This salad is good for you. Mind you, I woke up early to give you this.” Cindy affirmed whilst getting a small scoop for Christian. Behind them was Kaleb, who was teary-eyed seeing Christian and Colton are back at the same spot again. “It's glad to see you joining breakfast after five years, Mr. Vistagra. I'm glad you're back.” Kaleb greeted him with compassion in his voice. Lissie's absences for the past few
There was a dead atmosphere at the Vistagra's dining area. The place was filled with silence but the tension with each family member was high. Old Mr. Vistagra hasn't attended casual dinners for a long time now which led them into an awkward position. What made everyone quiet as well was because of Colton's abrupt appearance. Cindy didn't like the atmosphere so she pretended to be happy and offered the briskets to the sick old man. “Why don't you try it? I followed the recipe through the procedures in the book our ancestors provided, Christian.” She affirmed with her head high, confident that people inside will like it. “Isn't this also your favorite Lissie?” Lissie's eyes went to her ex mother in law. She wiped her mouth using the table napkin before forcing a flat smile. “Yes.” Cindy put a small portion on her plate. Colton and Callie had their eyes on their mom. The darkness and stern in his eyes didn't vanish. Instead, he was just observing the way Lissie talked with his grandf
Hearing Kaleb's words made Lissie's heart melt. Indeed, the old man treated her like his own family and granddaughter. Christian Vistagra made everything possible for Lissie when she was still living with them. The old man was Lissie's protector from the cunning Vistagta household. “Where is he?” Lissie couldn't contain her emotions asking those questions to her. Kaleb gave him a smile. “I will escort you to his room Mrs. Vistagra.” Kaleb led her the way to his chamber. She wiped the tears that escaped her eyes. As much as possible, Lissie didn't want the old man to see her crying. She wasn't the same old, and weak Lissie anymore, rather, she should be the lion everyone should be afraid of. The huge door opened. Kaleb let her inside until her eyes set to the old man who's sitting at his bed whilst wearing his eyeglasses. He had a newspaper in his hand until the door swung open. “Grandpa…” Lissie's voice was shaking. Hearing Lissie's voice, the old man tried to stand up and give L
Just like the old times, the Vistagra residence remained lavish in her eyes. Nothing changed. It was still the same lucrative mansion built in the middle of a vast land owned by the Vistagra family. The fine marbles used were still intact. The American structured house has been well maintained for years as it was built during the 1890's. The manor remained classic, and the wow effect is still there despite being centuries old. The car’s door swung open and Lissie stepped out. She took her sunglasses off before nibbling her lower lip. The cold wind oozes her skin, as her hair has been blown by the wind. Being at the same residence she once called home feels nostalgic. All the sad memories she once tried to swing away from her mind came back. ‘Ah. What a painful comeback.’ Lissie told herself in her mind. Callie held her hand. “Let's go inside and surprise Grandpa!” She excitedly affirmed then pulled her ex sis in law inside. Her heart was screaming in pain. She was trying to forget
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‘Friendship? How ironic! Indeed, she has the face of an iron fist. Thick just like how it is.’ Lissie thought. Her grip on her bag tightened, resisting herself on bursting out and making a scene. Well, it's not her cup of tea. For her, Lissie would rather tease her enemy. Well, indeed you can't buy a class using money. Twisting her hands, Lissie stroked her hair using her fingers before speaking. “I don't know where the fuck did you find the guts to talk about friendship now. For your information, it sailed a few years ago.” She sneered, skimming Andy's face. “What should I expect from someone like you though? Our family seems to be great at providing welfare for ungrateful members who are dishonest and betraying members.” Lissie affirmed, making Andy Moore clenched her fist. A mocking smirk crept on her lips. Lissie made an exit, denying Andy a chance for rebuttal. She started the engine of her Ferrari, leaving Andy under the shadow of her limited edition Rolls Royce she probably
She chuckled, a little disgusted at the sign of his audacity. “You still hold the face of someone who has no shame, Colton.” She disgustingly affirmed. “I did nothing wrong yet, but you demand answers. I believe that's fair.” Colton asserted in a gentle way. Lissie Jones held her ground. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes before nodding her head. “Tell me, what conditions do you need for you to answer my questions?” Challenging Lissie's rising temper, Colton said, “Break up with Louis Brown. End your marriage with him if possible. Sign a divorce paper and move back with me to Brook Canyon Residence.” ‘I knew it. This man really has no shame!’ Hearing Colton's condition made Lissie speechless. She was at least taken aback. She didn't think his request would be too much. Brook Canyon Residence was once called home for Lissie and Colton. They stayed at the residence while being a married couple for years. However, thinking it was indeed a ‘home’ for them made Lissie feel hilario
The door creaked open and an astounding figure from Lissie Jones made Colton Vistagra drift his eyes on her. He put his pen down, along with shutting his computer the moment she came inside. Bearing her icy glares, Lissie narrowed her eyes at him.“It's a surprise you came here,” Colton smirked. “How may I help you?”Lissie made a sound. She clicked her tongue before scoffing. “Are you in the middle of doing something with Andy?” She inquired. Colton raised his eyebrow. “Andy and I—” before he could finish his statement, Lissie cut him off. “I want to ask you something,” Lissie affirmed— disregarding the topic about Andy. She doesn't care about her, why would she exert an energy to tackle Andy? However, the importance of Andy in Colton's life made Lissie realize it. Colton can't hide the annoyance in his face due to Lissie's quick change of behavior. She's far from the Lissie he once married five years ago. Her charm evolved into becoming more regal, ballistic, and her icy indiffe