As the ambulance sped through the streets, sirens blaring, I felt my heart tearing apart. I couldn't lose her. Not now. Not ever. I just got her back. Losing her wasn't an option, not at all. I wasn't ready for it. And most importantly, I wasn't ready to face our kids.What will I tell them when they ask what happened to their mum? How would I have them know someone shot her on her way to the venue? Was I too demanding when I asked her to come over? Would it have been better if I urged her to stay back? She would have been safe, I know that.“Nova, please hang on,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “I love you. Don't leave me.”The nurses worked to stabilize her, but I barely registered their efforts. All I could focus on was Nova's pale face, her closed eyes, not aware of what was going on around her. We arrived at the hospital, and the paramedics rushed to unload Nova. I followed, still grasping her hand, as they wheeled her towards the operating room. But just as we reached the door
“Where are you, Dashiell?” My mother asked the moment she answered the call. It was as if she were waiting for my call, expecting it even. “Why didn't you show up at the venue? Do you know how worried I was? How much I tried to get in contact with you?!” she yelled out. "How could you act so childishly? Aren't you afraid of the tabloid and the story they will make up with your disappearance??" I pinched the bridge of my nose, inhaling deeply before I responded, “Something came up.” I didn't say more because I knew she wouldn't understand. Not only that, but she wouldn't be pleased if I left the company because of Nova. She wouldn't even care to know my wife was hospitalised.“Something came up?” She sounded sceptical. “What the hell is so important that you will neglect something like this for? Are you out of your senses?”“I just called because I know you will try my line. If you will be as unreasonable as you are now, I will have to tell you to forget about it.”I wasn't in the moo
“Huh?” I was too shocked to comprehend what just happened… Somehow, Nova might have met my mum, but what of the auction? Why would she sound so hostile when I only asked her about the auction? Could Nova have met her during it??? It seemed like —I froze when a certain thought filtered through my mind. What if Nova went to the auction? That would explain the huge amount of money she spent. Was she there because of my mum? Was that why she asked if I sent my wife over to counter her every move? Was she the one who got the prized item my mother wanted?A chuckle escaped my lips at that thought, and I had to cover my mouth when I received a glare from the man next to me, who was looking at me as if I were a pervert. He shuffled far from me, giving me a stern glare.“Sorry.” Apologizing, I turned and left the restroom, walking over to Nova's private room. A few nurses I met in my way nodded at me with a smile, which I reciprocated, something that wouldn't have been possible had it been th
NOVAI checked the time on the wall clock, heaving in disappointment. Why wasn't he back home? It was late enough. Sighing, I got up from the sofa, and paced the floor, occasionally twirling my lustrous blonde hair. I was unable to contain my excitement despite the disappointment. Today happened to be our second wedding anniversary, and I have wonderful news for my husband. One I couldn't wait to share with him.I had just sat down on a loveseat when I heard his car drive into the property.The sound of the door opening caused me to rise. Despite my anger at him returning late, I placed a smile on my face. At least he remembered to return home to me.Dashiell staggered into the sitting room and tossed his suitcase on the floor. His jacket was nowhere to be found, and his shirt was unbuttoned, almost to the fifth one.He looked towards me, his emerald eyes burning with a ferocity I knew too much. He was drunk.“Welcome back,” I said with a forced smile as I walked towards him. Dashiell
The sound echoed in my ears as I stared at the door. Powerless. Tired. Hurt. Different emotions went through me, but more was the feeling of disappointment. How did it turn out this way? It was supposed to be perfect. I had planned everything, from how I would break the good news to him as we ate dinner, only for him to dash my hopes like it was nothing. Wiping the tears from my face, I reached for my bedside drawer and removed the test results from it. Staring at it, I recalled how happy I was at the news. After two years of marriage, I was finally pregnant. And I thought this would bring his heart closer to me. I didn't blame him for all that happened over the years. Just like me, he was driven into this marriage after we had a one-night stand. Which was why I felt having this baby would smoothen things over for us. I believed he would start treating me better than before, but at that moment, I couldn't see any hope in that. Not with the divorce paper staring at me. Clutchin
DASHIELLI frowned at the phone, wondering what it was she wanted to tell me. It didn't sound like she had signed the papers, since she didn't reply to my question when I asked. Puzzled, I ran my fingers through my hair. Nova was such a difficult nut to crack.“Who was it?” Lilith demanded the moment I dropped the phone, running her manicured fingers on my chest.“No one important.” I reached towards her and brought her face closer, so I could place a kiss on her cheeks. “It's no one,” I repeated.I wasn't lying about that. Nova was no one to me. I was only with her because of her conniving plans. Had she not gotten her family involved after she promised to let things slide, I wouldn't have been stuck with her.“No one important?” She pouted, peering down at me as she was sitting on the table while I rested on my chair. “Why do you look stressed after that call? Was it from your wife?”She called the word wife as if it stank.“Mm.” I nodded, tossing the phone to my table. There was no
NOVAI prepared dinner for tonight, knowing he would be hungry since I didn't send any lunch to him today. I wasn't as excited as I was last night because I knew that whatever happened tonight would make or mar our future.The moment I heard the door open, I got up from the couch, gulping, when he came into focus. He had changed out of the blue shirt he wore this afternoon when I went to his office.Frowning, I wondered how he got a change of clothes. Did he buy it or…“What do you wish to inform me about?” He demanded as he dropped his briefcase on the table, glaring. “Where are the papers? Have you signed it?”“Don't you at least need to sit?” I asked, forcing a smile. I would lie if I said his words didn't hurt. He made it sound as if being a moment with me was work.“Not when I have something important to do,” he snapped, with his eyes narrowed at me. “I know how tremendous at tricks you are, Nova, and I'm not ready for any of that. Where are the papers?”I gulped. This wasn't ho
Stunned, I could only watch as he carried me up the stairs. I expected him to walk over to my room like he had always done, but Dashiell, always full of surprises, carried me towards his room.A gasp left me when he opened his door. “This isn't my room,” I whispered“I know," he responded as he stepped in and closed the door with his feet before he carried me over to his bed.For the first time since we got married, he placed me on his bed. His room had always been off-limits to me. He warned me never to step into it, and I obeyed him.“We are in your room,” I repeated, hoping he would realize we were in his room since he seemed not to be in his right mind.“I know.” Smiling, he placed a kiss on my forehead. "Haven't you always desired to be brought in here?”“I have, but….” I gulped, looking up at him as I tried to tell myself I wasn't dreaming, that this was happening. “You haven't brought me to your room before,” I whispered, trying not to break whatever spell I had held him with.