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“You’re angry but it’s not because of me.” Harriet said as soon as Damien returned to his room. He was shocked to see that she was still there after what happened between them an hour ago. He wondered why she waited for him to return. Damien entered his room huffing and puffing in anger after what his conversation with his father. “Go to your room, Harriett.” He walked to his closet, completely ignoring her presence. “I’m sorry but, do you think I came here because I want to spend time with your parents? Do you think I felt it was time to bond with your family so I decided to leave mine and be with yours?” Harriett was not happy with his behavior and she was not going to hide her feelings. “Isn’t that why you’re here?” Damien chuckled dryly from the closet as he took off his clothes and changed into something more comfortable. “Bullshit, Damien.” She got up and walked into the closet, not even bothering that he was changing his clothes. In this case, she would say he used to be
Harriett was still in her room with Adrian when Stacy announced that dinner was ready. She didn’t realize how much time she had spent with Adrian just talking about the old times. They finally left the room to join the others for dinner. They were still talking and laughing about a joke Adrian made when Damien walked out of his room and saw them. Harriett paused for a few minutes as she stared at him, remembering their encounter earlier while Adrian placed a hand on her shoulder, acting like he didn’t see Damien standing and led her to the dinning table. Damien could only grit his teeth at his brother’s antics. Adrian was only trying to spite him and he knew this but why was he still bothered by him?“I was worried you guys weren’t going to join us. The twins have been waiting.” Stacy laughed as Harriett placed a kiss on her twins.“You should’ve called me to help, mother. You didn’t have to do all of this yourself.” Harriett pouted as she stared at the table which was filled w
All through that night, Damien found it hard to sleep as he kept remembering the look on Harriet’s face when he tried forcing himself on her. He shouldn’t have done that but his mind was clouded with jealousy and the whiskey he took a few minutes before going to her room made things worse.He wanted to give himself a punch in the face for doing that to her. Now, all he could do was think of a way to rectify his mistake. That was a really foolish move on his path. Knowing Harriett, it would take a lot to get her forgiveness. Their relationship had just taken steps backward because of that act. The next morning, Harriett woke up early as she wanted to join Stacy in preparing breakfast. While in the kitchen, she overheard some of the maids gossiping about how she was trying to act like a wife as a way of winning Stacy’s heart. They thought she was trying to come back into the house permanently as Damien’s wife. Harriett scoffed. She was no longer certain of her decision to give Damie
Harriett was going through some of the emails from Colin, her assistant. A tired groan left her lips as she realized that being away from the office for two weeks had left her with a pile of work. She was about sending a response to Colin when Stacy walked into the room.“Hey. I and Thomas will be taking the kids on a ride. We’ll be back before it’s dark, okay?” She smiled and left the room, leaving Harriett.As soon as Stacy left the room, it suddenly dawned on her that it was going to be just her and Damien in the house. “Oh, Mother. I see what you’re trying to do.” Harriett sighed, shutting her laptop down as she threw a pillow on her head and screamed into it.She thought of just staying in her room until Stacy returned but it would make Damien think she was avoiding him so, she decided to take a walk and probably stop by the wine bar.When she got there, she was surprised to see that Damien was already seated with a glass of wine that looked like it hadn’t been touched. He
Tony stared at his phone with bloodshot eyes, gripping it tightly. He lifted his eyes to look at the building and all he could see was Harriett and Damien entangled in white sheets, making love. His heart tightened at that imagination and jealousy filled him. “Sir? Do I notify Mrs Daniels if your presence?” The middle aged man said and Tony turned to him, his body shaking with anger. “Miss Edward.” He corrected through gritted teeth, making the poor man writhe in fear. “She isn’t married to that man.” Tony said, contemplating on his decisions. A few seconds later, he came to a conclusion. “I’ll be waiting in the living room. Let Harriett know that I am here.” He said and walked into the building, being led by the middle aged man. Meanwhile, Harriett and her ex-husband, Damien were having their moment and had moved from the wine bar to Damien’s room, both lost in each other’s arms. Harriet’s heart was thumping loudly as she anticipated their first real sex. As Damien laid her on
Damien couldn’t stand the scene before him so, he decided to make his presence known. Hearing footsteps behind her, Harriet didn’t need any one to tell her who it was. She was home alone with Damien so, it had to be him. Worried that he might make a meaning out of their hug, she quickly broke the hug and turned to him. Tony who saw him before Harriett did, didn’t let go of her hand even as she pulled out. Instead, he threw Damien a hateful glare. “Long time no see, Damien.” He said with a lopsided grin, reaching out for a handshake but all Damien was focused on was his hand on his ex-wife’s arm. Harriett traced his eyes and saw that they were fixed on Tony’s hands. She immediately shrugged them off, careful not to seem rude and she moved away from Tony. Damien peeled his eyes away from Harriet and turned to Tony with a forced smile. “I didn’t see you around for a while. I was beginning to think you had decided to finally return to your home.” He said, making it obvious that he want
When Adrian walked into the house, everyone had already returned to their rooms and were waiting for dinner. “Did Dad step out?” Calling one of the maids, he asked as he had noticed that the car was still packed in front of the house and not in the garage. “Yes, Sir Adrian. Your father went out with your mother and the twins.” She revealed with a scowl, deliberately letting him know that Harriett and Damien were alone. None of the maids liked Adrian. Not even when he was falsely accused of having an affair with Harriett. They had always loved Harriet for her humility and kindness. They also knew how much she loved her husband then so, they continued to pray that they reconcile, especially now that they had children. But, Adrian was only getting in the way and they could all see it. “Without Harriet?” Adrian asked and the maid nodded with a smile, leaning in so he could hear her properly. “WITHOUT HARRIETT.” She said, loud enough for him to hear and his expression changed to that o
“Do you have to go? Hmm?” Damien asked as he watched Harriet pack her clothes. Addison and Adrian were already downstairs with their grandparents and were already packed. “I can’t stay here forever, you know? We aren’t married anymore. It’ll be odd for me to live here.” She chuckled without looking at him, but she could feel his domineering presence behind her, the sweet smell of his perfume gracing her nostrils. “Why would it be? We were once married, Harriett. It won’t be odd for us to live together. So many couples live together without being married these days.” Damien replied and moved closer to her, turning her around so she could look at him. “Oh, Damien. We’re not like everyone. Once the press finds out that we’re living together even though we are divorced, it’s going to affect both our companies. Have you forgotten that you are one of the richest men in the country?” Harriet said, rubbing his arm lightly. “Why do we have to care about what people would say? Hmm? They’ll a