Valerie's POV “ She came with the intention of seducing me and getting me to sleep with her." Drake's voice replayed in my head like a string of melancholic guitar.Drake pulled Charlotte to his side,his arm wrapping protectively around her waist. He planted a peck on her neck bone,his eyes fixed on me as he did so.All I could wish for was for the ground to split beneath me and swallow me up, saving me from the sheer embarrassment I was subjected to.How was I too foolish to think Drake wanted us back together. How foolish WA I to think that Drake loved me? Why would I even forgive a man who killed his own child, our child? How stupid and naive can I be? I am foolish.Charlotte tapped Drake's chest seductively,her monstrous glare clinging to me like bad omen.“I knew you were lying Valerie. I knew you made it up. How could you be so cheap to think I would believe that Drake willingly gave himself to you on a platter of Gold? Drake would never love you. He will always choose me over
Valerie's POV Shirley left to prepare the macaroni and cheese and chicken nuggets. I was glad she came to inform me. I wonder how disappointed I would have been to realize that my morning had been ruined by Charlotte and Drake and so also was my breakfast. Sushi made me feel nauseous but macaroni and cheese was a meal I wouldn't trade for anything in this life.It suddenly occurred to me that I was about to call Jasmine before Shirley walked in on me. I quickly dialed Jasmine's number and she answered on the second ring.“ Hey Jas?." I called,my voice laced with happiness that I was hearing from Jasmine after what had felt like enternity. “ Hi Val, what's up? Whats poppin' girl? I hope you had a terrific night rest?.” Jasmine asked,her voice laced with concern.I sighed, nodding my head as if Jasmine could see it and probably read the exhaustion on my face." The night was short. My sleep was interrupted thanks to Drake's selfishness. I shouldn't have gotten off my confort zone to
Valeria's POV Silence enveloped us for a moment. Thoughts of the incident wrestling in my mind.How could I be so foolish to think Drake meant every word of apology he said earlier? How ignorant could I have been not to have clearly read the handwriting on the wall?“That skimming scum. How dare he make a mess of you? What the fuck was he thinking? How dare he humiliate you in such a disgusting petty manner?." Jasmine asked, her voice laced with concern for my mental health.“ I don't know how I am supposed to react to this humiliation. My brains are at the verge of exploding. I can't handle it. You had to see the look on my face. The humiliation was unbearable.”Jasmine sighed from her end. I knew she could relate the humiliation and pain I was passing through at this time. I just wished she was here to keep me company and save me from the stress of having to spend the whole day myself." I just wish you were here but anyways since you aren't here I might be coming over later. I ne
- Valerie's POV "Yo—You're pregnant?" Jasmine stuttered “You are preganant!!” her high-pitched voice echoing through the room and into my already mashed brain. She screamed, pulling me into a bone-crushing hug as I gripped the pregnancy stick, harder than I would grip anything else. "I'm pregnant?" I choked out, gasping for air as Jasmine squeezed me tighter. "Yes!! And I'm going to be the godmother. This is the best day ever!" She squealed in excitement, finally releasing me to plant a kiss on my cheek. But I can't be pregnant. I can't. "Let me get us some fruit juice, since someone is banned from wine for a few months!" She exclaimed, leaving the room of my apartment penthouse. My world spun in circles, my body growing cold and breath turning ragged. How could I be pregnant when I wasn't supposed to be? I bit my nails, trying to calm my pounding heart as fear gripped me tighter. "Drake is one lucky man!" Jasmine returned, shoving a glass of juice into my hand and forcibl
Valerie's POVI gripped the steering wheel tight, my fingernails digging into the soft leather fabric of the wheel, another hand pressing my phone to my ear as I dialed Drake’s number for the last time as angry tears blurred my vision of the road, making keeping control of my car almost an impossible task as I clamped down on the accelerator, my heart beating so fast, I could hear it in my ears."The person you're trying to reach isn't available. Leave a message after the beep.""I’ll leave your keys in the mailbox. Pick them up whenever you want," I spat into the phone before hanging up. Drake never apologized. He never even bothered.I stormed into the penthouse, my anger boiling over. How could Drake get engaged without telling me? I yanked clothes from the closet, stuffing them into my suitcase. Each item felt like a piece of my broken heart.Three years. Three years of being his wife, attending his events, meeting his family. And now the whole world knew he was marrying someone e
Valerie’s POVAs I stepped out of the public elevator, a wave of whispers crashed over me like a tidal wave of judgment. The office seemed to freeze, every eye turning toward me with a mixture of curiosity and disdain.“What is she still doing back here?” a voice murmured, loud enough for me to catch.“Broke, much?” another snickered, their laughter cutting through the air like a knife.“Gold-digging slut,” someone hissed, their words a sharp slap to my face.I forced myself to keep walking, each step feeling heavier under their collective gaze. My heart pounded in my chest, but I squared my shoulders, refusing to let them see how much their words hurt. My face remained stoic, a mask of indifference hiding the turmoil inside.As I approached my desk, the whispers only grew louder. I could feel their eyes following me, judging every move I made. I sat down and tried to focus on my work, but the air was thick with their hostility.A text from Jasmine appeared on my phone, offering a br
Valerie’s POV It took me a minute to understand what had just happened, and like a reflex, I called him back. “What do you mean, come to the wedding?” I demanded, my head still pounding from crying. “I mean, come to the wedding,” he replied, his tone clipped, and I started to grow irritated. “Well, no. You can't just tell me where to show up. I am not your wife,” I snapped. “Even better, you're my mistress. So be there by eleven A.M,” he replied. “No. No. I won't be coming. Don’t you see how I would be embarrassed? I could lose whatever face I still have with your family in less than twenty minutes sitting at your table, so no, I won't be coming to your wedding,” I said harshly. My phone beeped with a message, and my eyes widened at what I saw. “I just sent half a million dollars for your brother’s treatment. I heard there are more treatment agencies for leukemia. See you at 11 A.M. tomorrow, and don’t make me repeat myself again,” he said and ended the call. I was frozen lik
Valerie’s POV“She’s pregnant!” Jasmine suddenly exclaimed, stepping in front of me as my heart threatened to burst.“For joy! She is just so happy for the newlyweds, she couldn’t hold it in. I was just telling her she needed to tell Drake how she felt, pregnant with joy, to get it off her chest,” Jasmine lied so fluently that I had to cast her a look. Ron, on the other hand, didn’t seem to buy any of it. His gaze remained fixed on me, piercing and expectant.“For the record, I think Charlotte is also a nasty little icy devil,” he said, a smile spreading on his face as I unconsciously released a sigh of relief.“That doesn’t mean—” I placed a hand on Jasmine’s shoulder, stopping her from saying yet another lie. Ron’s mischievous eyes made me feel oddly safe.Ron walked past Jasmine and drew me into a hug. At first, my body was shocked, but then I melted into his embrace. His warmth comforted me as his big hands wrapped around my shoulders and his chin rested on my head, offering me a