Katrina was too deep in sleep to register Dylan's voice. Without a second thought Dylan lifted her up in his hands, took her inside the bedroom and laid her down. “Good night, Katrina.” He whispered softly and turned away. He went to the balcony and grabbed a seat. With his eyes slightly tilted, he stared blankly into openness as he thought about his life lately. Katrina. The kids. His boring life had changed into a more meaningful one since he found Katrina and the kids. He smiled thinly as he felt grateful for it. A beep from his phone broke into his thoughts and he didn't hesitate to grab it from the table. Who could have been messaging at this time? His mouth fell into a big O as he saw the name of the person who had texted him. It was Simon Mickelson; his grandfather who raised him, the man he feared most in the entire universe.Even though what he was requesting Dylan to do from the text message seemed hard, Dylan didn't dare think otherwise. Simon Mickelson was requesting Dyla
The moment Dylan stepped outside the office, he heaved a heavy breath of relief, finding his way down the empty dimly lit hallway. He continued to think about the offer his grandfather had given to him, tightening his fists in rage, if only he could show that man a piece of him mind.Dylan was so infuriated, he couldn't wait to get back to the mansion to see Katrina send the kids. Whenever he was this angry and frustrated, seeing them cool him down.Dylan took a few more steps before he noticed that he was being followed. He continued, ignoring whoever it was since the person was unable to face him, he assumed that the man was an abject coward.Dylan continued until he felt someone place his hands on his shoulder,pressing it deeply. He quickly turned, grabbed the man's arms and twisted it.“Let go of me, Dylan!” He grunted angrily, pushing Dylan off him. Elias saw the angry face of his cousin who wished that he could give him a hard punch on the face. They hated each other, so he wasn
While speeding down the highway in his car, Dylan got a text message from Katrina regarding the interior designers he employed to get a job done in her office. He suddenly diverted his drive to face the road leading to Katrina's company Dylan went in a full speed and in no time, he arrived there. As soon as he walked into the place, he witnessed the designers carrying out their jobs. The new furnitures he paid for were also set to be delivered into the offices and design room Dylan carefully observed in order to know what exactly he needed to buy to make the place completely for Katrina's use. He had it in mind to buy her some industrial seeming machine and others that were used for designs. Golden mannequins and also cloth racks.He quickly logged into his schedule app and set a reminder so he'd go there tomorrow with his assistant to get them. As he .ase his way towards her office, one of the interior designers noticed his presence and he quickly greeted, catching the attention i
Dylan puts down the chop board and he proceeded to take an apron from he stand. Meanwhile Jeremy was at the living room sorting out his assignments, Joanna joined him in the kitchen.Although she barely knew how to cook, she could recall some of the foods her mother cooked for them back at Germany. Joanna narrated everything that she'd witnessed in Germany, how her mother struggled to get a job before registering for fashion school..The little girl seemed so proud of her mother, she had a lot of things to tell Dylan. Her stories made the cooking super slow but Dylan didn't mind, he loved keeping companies with her, she was a very genius kid and very talkative.Dylan tried to think and compare whom she took after. He knew that it was definitely not him, he was never a talkative in any period of his life. Not as a kid or growing up. Definitely it was Katrina, she would be the talkative one. Thinking about it, he smiled.Soon, dinner was done and served at the dining room. Dylan was a
During the night after Katrina had completely settled down, she wore a flimsy nightwear and took a stroll outside the mansion.The evening breeze was cold and it brushed her hair backwards, she rubbed her shoulders gently, trying to calm the chills passing through her body.As soon as she reached outside, she stood near the veranda, staring up at the moon, leaning her left shoulder against the walls. Katrina couldn't stop thinking about what Dylan had narrated to her at the office concerning visiting his family soonEven though she had expected this moment to come earlier, she didn't think that it would be such a big deal until now when Dylan explained to her how bad his relationship with the family was.It all falls into how she was going to manage her relationship with them. According to Dylan, his grandfather was the main character and a hard nut to crack. She would somehow have to find out how to loosen his nut so it could favor her and the children. As it is, she was already fac
Katrina arrived at the cafe about ten minutes later, she looked around going to recognize her potential client. The man sent his picture for her easy recognition but then she realized that none of the people there looked like him.Katrina wasn't in the mood to play games, although his offer seemed to good to be truth, she believed in it and accepted. But right now it was all looking like a scam.She turned back trying to leave , since she had a lot to do at the office, she didn't want to waste her time right there.Upon reaching the exit of the cafe, she saw a man approaching where she stood, near her car. She was silently staring at him, scanning him properly to ensure that she wasn't mistaking the identity “Miss Katrina?” He called out to her.“It's Mrs Mickelson to you, sir” she responded rudely, seeing him as one of the people in the society who never saw her as the wife of Dylan. Katrina frowned even after he apologized to her.“Can we please go inside and discuss now?” He sai
When they got back to the mansion, Dylan helped Katrina relieve the pain on her face using a cold water compress and a salve. She was grateful for his help but still tried to talk him out of his decision to cut off those men's limbs The thoughts of it scares her to the core and made her so uncomfortable. Katrina stared into Dylan's eyes, they were cold, more than they used to be.Clearly, he was so enraged, thinking of what she'd gone through in the hands of those perverts. Katrina also found out that Dylan had the houses in that areas burned down Incase they'd already taken her naked pictures and hid it somewhere so they'll all get destroyed.Dylan got up from the bed after he was done with giving Katrina her treatments. She tried to say something to him but he already left the bedroom heading outside without looking back or making a stop.Katrina was worried about Dylan, he was someone who didn't know how to manage his emotions except using violence. Katrina felt lost at the moment
The sun rays escaped into the room through the little opening on the golden linen curtains, and it hit directly on Dylan's face. The moment he opened his eyes, he quickly looked at the other side of the bed searching for Katrina who was not in bed.He had felt her absence, making him curious to know where she was. He got up and wrapped a robe around his body heading outside the bedroom. Just as he reached the door, he noticed it push open and Katrina walked inside with a tray and two mugs containing hot coffee.She'd woken up earlier and head to the kitchen in order to prepare a meal for them to eat, but when she got to the kitchen she realized that there was no groceries except coffee so she made some for them since they both had alcohol last night.Katrina made her way to the drawer where she kept the tray on top. She moved closer to Dylan and gave him a kiss on the lips briefly, but he wanted more. He grabbed her waist and hugged her to himself, their skin slammed on each other sof
Dylan didn’t need a soothsayer to tell him what was going on. He had put two and two together and it dawned on him why his grandfather was in Katrina’s ward. He only wondered what his grandfather had said that had upset Katrina so much.“What’s going on here?. Grandfather ? Why are you here?.” Dylan asked the old man with a glare on his face but Mr Michaelson wasn’t faced by his grandson’s glare.“Katrina?.” Dylan asked turning his attention to Katrina.Katrina scoffed, her eyes throwing daggers at Dylan. She was beyond hurt that she could not even express herself as fresh tears wailed in her eyes.“You…”“Sir. Please I’m sorry but you can’t be in here.” A police officer said all of a sudden, stepping into the room.Mr Michaelson frowned because he had personally gotten the permission to see Katrina for as long as he wanted from the judge but he figured the presence of his grandson was the reason his visit was being cut short.“Don’t worry officer. Me and my boy will be right behind y
Katrina hated the smell that hospital had. It felt like death and she felt dead. After all, she was half dead for as long as she could not remember and the nurses had made it a point to remind her it was a miracle she was now awake.She hated hearing that and more so, she hated the fact that she was heavily guarded with policemen like some criminal who had been caught on a killing spree. She wished for the times when she was a free woman and could go anywhere she wanted to. Now she was confined to the four walls of this hospital room, with only her lawyer and Dylan allowed to visit her. What made all of this more frustrating was the fact that she was not allowed to see her kids. Her own beautiful two children had not seen their mother ever since the burial of her grandfather. It was still shocking to her that Lucy would go as far as starting a case against her concerning the death of her her grandfather. The worst of it all were the implicating evidence her lawyer said Lucy had broug
Dylan walked ahead of Anastasia, not wanting to talk to her. His grandfather had suggested he took Anastasia for some drinks and now he found himself walking into a cafe with Anastasia struggling to catch up with him due to the heels she had on.“Dylan dear, would you mind taking a hold of my hand? Your legs are quite long I must say…” Anastasia said looking at Dylan over in a seductive way.Dylan stopped in his tracks, huffing as he turned to look at Anastasia. He let her wrap her hands around his arm as they both walked into the cafe.Anastasia took a seat, batting her eyelashes at Dylan who payed her no attention. She was excited to finally be in his presence after such a long time. Anastasia had tried all her possible best to earn a date from Dylan. By going to every function he attended and even visiting his grandfather frequently, but she had never for once met him.“What would you like to order?.” Dylan asked looking at the menu.“Oh. Anything you want is fine by me. I’m less i
Time wasn’t on Dylan’s side as he tried to move the kids out of their current home. He had decided to keep Martha since she was quite good with the kids and they loved her whole heartedly but Dylan had let the kids driver go, hiring a new one for the sake of their safety. It wasn’t as if he didn’t trust the driver enough, at the end of the day, he didn’t know him enough. But he had been wise to settle the driver by giving him the Audi he drove his kids to school to begin an Uber business.Dylan successfully moved his kids to their new home and he was thankful the kids had not fought with him about it, though he could see he questioning gaze and concern in Martha’s eyes when he showed her to her room.He had gotten this house a long time ago and had not thought about it until now that he needed to hide his family away from his grandfather.Dylan wasn’t sure of how Katrina would take the sudden movement but he was hoping on explaining things to her and hoping she would actually see rea
Mr Michaelson was confident Dylan would break and succumb to his request but he had not expected it to be so soon. He looked his grandson over and could see one thing he had never seen in Dylan’s eyes and it was fear.He was intrigued to know what exactly scared his grandson so much.“I am happy about this decision you’ve made but do permit me to ask what prompted it? The last time I checked, you had resigned yourself to loving the dead girl for eternity.” Mr Michaelson said.Dylan’s jaw hardened at his grandfather’s words. “ Why I’ve decided to change my mind doesn’t matter. What matters is that you fulfill your end of the bargain.” He replied.“Ahhh. About giving Katrina her freedom you mean. Well, consider it done but first you’ll have to marry Anastasia.” Mr Michaelson said sternly.Dylan scoffed at the old man. His grandfather was a very cunning man and Dylan knew this quite well. “Actually, I have a preposition.” Dylan countered as he stared at his grandfather.His grandfather
The word relentless had to be an attribute Lucy had gotten effortlessly since she was consistent in showing up for ever court hearing concerning Katrina while confidently accusing her of killing late Mr Anderson. One would think felt she would’ve given up after such a long time since Katrina in question was in coma and couldn’t participate in the court hearings but she want.Lucy would’ve backed out but in the end, the only way the inheritance could be transferred to her was Katrina getting convicted for killing later Mr Anderson. She had done well in covering up her tracks and had planned so much lies with backed up evidence for her lies when she got to court. Each hearing was a new discovery of who Katrina was as Lucy slandered her in every way possible.Lucy wasn’t making any effort to impress the judge but the jury knowing if she gathered a lot of pity from them, they would consider her to be the real victim in the situation. Plus she blessed the fact that her lawyer was a good on
“What do you mean by she’s dead?.” Dylan asked insensitively. All along he had hoped the maid’s testimony would vindicate Katrina, her death meant he was back to ground zero.The maid’s grandmother, Mary’s grandmother looked at Dylan with sad eyes.“Yes. My only girl is gone forever.” She replied, her eyes glistening with tears.“How did she die? What happened?.” Bryan asked with a suspicious eye on the old woman.Mary’s grandmother shook her head slowly in a sad manner. “Not in anyway a person would wish to die. Till this day I can’t keep thinking of what she must’ve done that must’ve pushed her into committing suicide.” The woman said in a dejected manner.Mary had been the only relative she had left, being her son’s daughter. The old woman had lost her son and Mary’s mother to an unfortunate accident which automatically made her the girl’s guardian. For years she had trained Mary and protected her in the way she could until Mary had returned with fear in her eyes from work.Her gra
Dylan immediately called Bryan, eager to know where the two timing bastard of a maid was. She was the only one who could testify against Lucy in court and clear Katrina’s name.The maid had seen Lucy killing Mr Anderson. She was the only eye witness to everything that had happened. Her testimony wasn’t only going to clear Katrina’s name and free her but would put Lucy where she rightfully belonged and that’s in a jail.“Where is she?.” Dylan almost growled on the phone the moment Bryan picked the call.“Good day boss. She’s at the province with her grandma. It turns out she had ran away to stay low there. Wasn’t a hassle finding her. I checked the address already and it’s very functional.” Bryan replied.“Good. I’m headed to the hospital. Meet me there and we’ll leave for there once I’m done.” Dylan replied ending the call.Hope blossomed in his chest and he prayed that his hope would not be crushed. He needed to have a upper hand over Lucy and that maid was all he needed.Dylan pulle
Dylan finally decided it was time to return home. After visiting Katrina in the hospital, he had not been able to bring himself to take the long drive home. The thought of going back to his kids with no word about the whereabouts of their mother saddened him greatly. He wanted to be able to see their eyes light up the way it used to. Though they were always excited to see him, he could feel their questioning gaze, asking of their mother, he could see the depth of which they miss her presence.Once they had asked him and he had been quite speechless on what to say. It weakened him to the bone for the fact that he had no answer for them. He had kissed their forehead whispering how much he loved them and assured them mummy was fine. “She’s just a little shaken from granpa’s death.” He had said.“Let’s give her a surprise then. It’ll make her feel better.” Joanna had proposed fiddling her thumb with hope in her eyes.It had saddened him when those eyes filled with hope crushed before hi