Gwen’s POV"Is she the reason you have not been answering my calls?" The woman asked, trying to maintain a calm tone.“What are you doing here?” Mr Miller asked angrily.“I just want to talk to you babe. Who is she?” She asked, looking in my direction."It is none of your business, Martha."He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the house. "We were about to leave, excuse us," he said in rage.“James, I am sorry. Please listen to me” She said, holding him by the hand which made him stop.I could feel him tightening his hold on my hand. He was unmistakably angry."Ouch, you are hurting me," I cried, pulling my hand away from his.“So she is the reason you don't want to listen to me?" She queried, casting me an evil glare.I really did not want to be involved in whatever was going on. I was still drowsy, and the last thing I wanted was drama, especially after recalling the incident with Ricky's ex-lover.Mr Miller ignored her and began walking towards his car which was parked in front
Gwen's POVThis man's nerve to show up at the office with police officers.Mr Miller came to the scene some seconds after me.He appeared to be very calm, with his hands tucked inside his suit. That posture made him look intimidating.“What are you doing here, Gary?” he asked.“Mr Miller?” One of the officers asked.“Yes, why?” Mr Miller responded."You are under arrest for physically assaulting Mr Gary here."What the hell were they talking about? Gary was the one who tried to sexually assault me and drugged me in the process. I was not going to stand there and say nothing."Officers, there is a clear misunderstanding. Gary attempted to sexually assault me, and my boss simply came to my aid." I tried to explain, but they did not listen.Gary was undeniably influential, but so was Mr Miller. The police officers did not cuff Mr Miller, they just asked him to follow them."Call my lawyer, Gwen," he said, walking away with the cops.I promptly contacted Mr Miller's lawyer, Attorney Josh
Gwen’ PovI rushed downstairs with a piece of croissant in my right hand and my bag in my left hand. I was late to work and my cab was waiting outside for me.I overslept last night.“Nanny Rose, please make sure the kids take their vitamins and Granny needs some vegetables.”“I might be home late today, so don't wait up for me, once it's 8pm, put the boys to sleep” I said hurriedly.“Okay ma'am,” Nanny Rose replied.“Don't stress the woman Gwen” I heard Granny say.I chuckled and went out of the house.“I am sorry” I apologized to the cab driver for making him wait for me.I would not hear the end of it from Mr Miller today. He never fails to remind me how he detest people who don't keep to time.Luckily, his schedules are free today, so there was no meeting whatsoever that he might need my assistance with.I got to the office about thirty minutes late. My skirt was too clingy therefore limiting my walking steps.“Damn” I cursed. This was one of the reasons I don't like corporate wea
Gwen’s POVMy head felt like it was turning over. It took me a while to understand what was going on.I clenched my head with both hands as my vision grew fuzzy and I started to feel lightheaded.I fell to the ground, blood oozing from my head. Seems like my head had been severely injured.I dragged myself across the room, and then used the center table for support to get on my knees. When I finally managed to turn my head, I saw a feminine figure. “Wha….t do you want?” I managed to ask while preventing my eyes from closing.“I warned you to stay away from James now didn't I?”As soon as I heard Mr Miller's name, I knew it was Martha. She sounded crazy when she threatened me last night, but I had no idea she was completely insane.She bent down and remained in a position that allowed her to face me directly.She wore a sly smile on her face and had a bat in her hand. "You see, Gwen, I am an obsessive person who does not like losing." She paused and stared at me in disgust. "Especia
Gwen's POV“How is that even possible?” I asked, suddenly baffled. Fear began to creep in, and the trauma of the previous night returned."I am sure her father did this. Damn it!" Mr Miller yelled, hitting his hands on the wall. It was literally evident that he was blazing with fury.“I will talk to the doctor. You must be discharged as soon as possible," he added.“What? Why?”Without responding to my questions, he stormed out of the room and smashed the door closed.Now I was really scared. One second Mr Miller was reassuring me that she would pay for what she did and the next second, she was out of jail.What kind of influence does she have? This was clearly an attempted murder case, so she should not even be granted bail.I wanted to call Granny but I couldn't find my phone. I was worried, what if Martha comes to the house again?She didn't harm them the last time, but what are the chances that she won't this time.“Oh God!” I let out a somber cry. Just thinking about it made me f
Gwen's POV Mr Miller rushed to get the jug I was holding and helped me sit on the sofa, sitting right next to me.I sniffled as I tried to wipe away the tears that were running down my cheeks. “What's wrong?” He asked, his eyes deepening with concern.How could I tell him that I was crying because of Andrew? I was genuinely tired of telling people about my past. I am sure he will start asking questions now that he has seen the boys.“It’s nothing sir. My head was just hurting” I bluntly lied. I knew he was not convinced, but thank God he understood the situation and did not press further."I will get you a glass of water," he offered then rushed into the kitchen and returned a moment later carrying a glass of water."Here," he said, handing me a glass of water. There was nothing subtle about his expression. One could not predict what was going through his mind.“Thank you sir”As soon as I gulp down the glass of water, the dryness in my throat vanished."Martha and I were engaged a
Gwen's PovI took a deep breath.“I am not married sir, I mean I was but not anymore” I was trying to hold back the new waves of tears that were forming inside me.“What happened?” He inquired curiously, his voice barely above a whisper.No! I wasn't going to talk about this. I was not going to talk about Andrew, not here, not now, or ever.For all I know, he could be in Elena's arms, and I am here wailing over him like some kind of freak who can not get on with life.“I would really appreciate it if you let this topic slide tonight”I observed how his expression changed. It changed from the concern look he had to that of rejection.“Oh right, I am sorry Gwen, it was not in my place to ask you” He forced a smile on his face.“Don't get me wrong sir, but….”"It is actually fine. You really don't have to explain” He cut short my statement.“Let me take you upstairs” He carried me in his arms like I was a kid. His muscles were both strong and firm. I felt safe in his embrace.We arrived
Gwen's POV “Gwen, what are you doing here?” Mr Miller asked in confusion. "I had not seen you in the house since the morning, and you had not returned my calls," I said, focusing my gaze on Martha, who appeared to be grinning broadly. "What is she doing here, sir?" I asked Mr Miller, hoping for a reasonable response. "Don't worry, Sweetheart; I was just leaving," Martha said with a wicked side grin. She picked up her bag and before leaving, she turned to Mr Miller and said "Think about it James." I could feel myself becoming enraged. Here is the woman that put me in this condition but I couldn't even do anything. I watched her walk away as if nothing had happened. I clenched my fist. “Come, seat Gwen,” Mr Miller said. It was obvious he had a lot going through his mind. Just by glancing at him, I could tell. I sat directly across from him, and he instructed the bodyguard to wait outside. I stared at him, waiting for him to say something, but he was in no hurry to speak. “You