Sandra's POV:I watched Pascal as he fussed around my house, quite honestly it was hilarious but my head and tummy did not appreciate the efforts put into laughing. It felt like a train ran over me. My stomach was hurting badly, I guess I would be going to the pharmacy or the ER in a minute.I bent over in pain and soon felt Pascal's hand on my back. He was rubbing it in a soothing manner."Please let me take you to the hospital." Pascal was literally begging me to take care of me. I was stubborn, I liked to think I was an independent woman, but right now I would swallow my pride whole to make this pain and discomfort go away. I gave him a nod, before I could understand what was going on I was swept into his arms and he carried me out of the door.Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that I would be a damsel in distress, never would I have thought that I would meet this overly attentive version of Pascal. He was attentive alright but never acting on what he noticed. I remem
Pascal's POV:Earlier that day... Sandra passed out some time again, the doctor assured me that it was normal since her body had lost a lost of fluids and electrolytes. So they were giving her an infusion to replenish the ones in her bloodstream which would in turn replenish the body, at least that is what I got from all that she said."There are few tests we need to run though, someone has to sign for them and of course settle the bills." The nurse said to me after the doctor left, I did not think twice before appending a signature wherever it was needed and I swiped my card for the payments. I raised a brow when I scanned the list of tests and saw pregnancy test. I turned to the nurse with the question in my mind."Why a pregnancy test? She just has an upset tummy from consuming too much sugar." I asked the nurse who patiently explained it to me."Well aside from the fact that it is one of our standard procedures for women, it will also help the doctor with diagnosis. Let us say sh
I opened my mouth and took the offered piece of meat, but my darling girl was about to learn the intimacy of feeding your significant other. I closed my mouth over her fingers, took the meat quite alright but I did not let go of the fingers now in my possession. With a wicked smile in place, I sucked on her fingers, hard. She gave a gasp but I was not remotely done with her. I continued my ministrations then I decided to give her a break. I released her fingers and chewed on the meat."Thanks love, that was truly delicious." I said to her, she was breathing deeply, probably trying to gain some semblance of control, but I had her where I wanted her.I saw her reach for the cup of water I placed there but I took it before she could reach it and then offered it to her. Good thing a straw was already inside the cup.I continued feeding her, the innocent gesture and with the way her tongue kept darting out of her mouth to lick her lips clean of sauce was my breaking point.I moved the bed
Zina's POV:Once again Neil has denied me the opportunity to help him in the house. I do not know if he is doubting my capabilities or if he is just avoiding spending time with me in an enclosed working space. We do not have a good history of keeping pleasure away from business. I sighed as I closed the office door behind me. I was bored and my tummy still hurts. The antimotility drug I took earlier only slowed down the problem. I am almost sure that I have food poisoning. I ate too many things yesterday in my bid to drown the pain I refused to acknowledge in my heart. Now my body was telling me.I walked to my room and barely stumbled into the bathroom in time to throw up. I thought I had vomited everything I ate but my stomach was not in agreement. Soon I was heaving, the pains in my tummy becoming excruciating. This was definitely more than the sugar I consumed last night. I reached up my hand to flush the toilet and found that my hand was heavy. I forced myself anyway because the
Pascal's POV:I left Sandra sleeping and decided to search out my housekeeper who abandoned me in favor of my girlfriend. She has some explaining to do, no matter my age I was still going to be a spoiled entitled brat to her."Oh you are here! Is she okay? What did the doctors say was the reason for the tummy upset?" Rose asked as she glanced at me briefly and continued what she was doing on the kitchen counter. She looked like she was cleaning up the place."Food poisoning from eating one too many things at the same time. Thanks for asking about Sandra, She's in good health and of sound mind." I said to her and went ahead to grab a box of juice from the fridge. Rose scoffed and continued what she was doing."I can see that you big baby, can I buy back your love with some mac and cheese? Or has it become more expensive these days?" Rose said to me without looking up. I said nothing and just have a mic glare. She turned with a raised brow."Are you taking the offer or not? I do not hav
Pascal's POV:This conversation was making me feel murderous. She had stopped talking a while ago and I was itching to get the rest out of her. Then I would find this Justin guy and his accomplice Kelly and show them what real manipulation looks like. Like what on earth is wrong with people?!She continued speaking after a while Sandra's POV:I cleared my throat as it seemed something was lodged there. "Kelly convinced me it was because I was not giving him sex, at the time even the night outs were spent with strippers draped all over him while I was to be the good girlfriend and sit in a corner and just look pretty.At first I rebelled on the idea because my mum insisted I keep myself for marriage and not make the same mistakes that she did. Of course I was no naive virgin, but I had also never gone all the way with anyone. So I figured it was just to amp our fooling around, you know, making out with clothes off kinda thing. But Kelly said no, that I should give him my virginity. T
Pascal's POV:I felt hurt that she had to go through all of that, and my actions had triggered that traumatic memory for her.Her last words shook me because now I understood what she went through and my contributions to it. "I went for therapy and all to be able to move on with my life. All this and what you said about finding me worthy to be your wife just took me down this horrible path that I never wanted to thread on to begin with. I felt like I had not learned my lesson and I had fallen for the reason I had a mental breakdown ten years ago. Like history was repeating itself again but with a guy I actually genuinely like, not one I was manipulated into thinking I had feelings for. That was why I had to get away from you, you were playing me all this time like I did not matter! " She was screaming by the end of it. I could feel her pain. Almost touch it, it was that palpable. And I had enabled this. But I had to make something clear first."I never played you Sandy, you always m
Zina's POV:Today was the day I have both been looking forward to and dreading at the same time. Going out as Zina Honduras. I was to meet up with my friends at a local diner, it has been ages since I hung out with Jasmine, Kathy and Bella. I am very certain they would be pissed at me when we finally meet up. For a number of reasons. One, they are not aware that I married Neil. Two, they were not invited to the wedding, three, I cannot disclose details about the wedding since it is a contract wedding, so I was going to lie to them about the details. And four, I have not told them of the madness that is termed Megan Claudie, or the sex tapes that thanks to Neil were no longer in existence. Maybe I should not talk about the sex tapes. It is a memory I do not want resurfacing. But now that I am thinking about it, I have not heard from Megan or heard about her since the incident. I know Neil did not kill her or have her killed, so where was she? I think I will stop thinking about her
Zina’s POV:“You really know how to ruin a surprise.” I said dryly to Kathy who this time around screamed but opened the door widely for me to step in. Sandra was already on her feet when I stepped in. She had tears in her eyes.“Babe, if that make up isn’t waterproof don’t even think about it. I am here to walk you down that aisle to your happily ever after, think you can hold it all in till we are done?” I said to her and opened my arms to give her the hug we both needed. The tears now flow, I was grateful Neil forced me to come. I would not have traded this feeling for anything.We held on to each other until the other girls joined us in our hug. We saw some flashing lights and looked to see the wedding photographer.“I’m sorry, I could not help it. This was too precious to pass up. Wait, I just got an idea. We will do this outside, don’t worry we won’t mess anything up.” The photographer said in a rush but I was not paying any attention to her. I was fixated on my best friend who
Neil’s POV:The PI had to work with Matt and Ian and I did not care, I wanted answers which were pretty easy. The idiot’s name was Jeffrey. I of course remembered him but I could care less about him at the time, he was after Megan and she thought to use it to stir some jealous shit but it failed woefully because I never called him to order or ordered him away from Megan, it infuriated her to no end.So she ended up using him to get to one of the people I loved deeply. Yes, I was admitting that I loved my wife.They had tracked Jeffrey to the flimsy hideout he carved for himself, I say flimsy because it was not difficult to track him. Gabriel of course had skipped town but he was found eventually, and the lady of the hour was picked up from her apartment. She kept screaming that she never meant to hurt me, that Zina was the target. Like that was going to help?Anyway Zina had been by my side all through. My parents have moved to my place temporarily to help them commute to work easier.
Neil’s POV:I woke up feeling immensely tired, like I was run over by a truck. I blinked to try to recognize where I was. I was still in the hospital ward. I remember waking up earlier and I saw Zina who was running around, then some doctors came in.I sighed and turned to see a passed out Zina on the couch, how long she had been there was a mystery to me but I could tell that she had not been sleeping well, even the dim light could not hide the exhaustion from her face.She needed more sleep. Just then the door to the room opened and a nurse peeked in before trying to quietly step in, she did a good job of being quiet until she was next to my bed and saw that I was awake. She gasped but not loud enough to wake Zina.“Sir, you are awake. Let me call the doctor real quick.” She said to me and I nodded my head but I cast a significant look at her and thank goodness she understood and did not make any noise or wake Zina up. The doctor soon came in and after quietly examining me she told
Zina’s POV:Neil was supposed to wake up yesterday according to what the doctor said, but here he is, still lying there and not yet awake. I am really trying not to lose my head, this is becoming overwhelming as the hours pass by. I have seen too many movies and the worst case scenario kept playing in my head. What if he never woke up?What if they declared him brain dead?What if he became a vegetable?Did the last two not mean the same thing?Oh my gosh!I massaged my temple as I felt the beginning of a headache. “Please Neil, just wake up, please just wake up.” I said in my head and lifted my head to see that he was still in the same position. The door opened after a brief knock, a nurse stepped in with some towels.“Good morning ma’am, I am here to wash up Mr. Honduras. May I proceed?” the nurse asked me and I nodded my head. I stood up and stayed at a distance where I was sure that I would not interrupt her or block her movements and watched wipe him down with a towel, soap and
Zina’s POV:I followed the doctor with bated breaths, not really knowing what to expect but I was just glad that I was finally getting to see him. This was not my plan for the day, this was not my plan for any day. The meetings I was rushing out for seem so trivial right now. As we approached the door I felt the hand that I had been clutching unconsciously squeeze mine back. I looked up and saw my mother in-law give me a reassuring smile through the tears that filled her eyes. I nodded my head, bracing myself for this. The door opened and my eye zeroed in on the only bed in the room. The tears I thought were giving me a break came out, I could not control it. I didn't even want to, lying there looking pale with bandage wrapped around his body and wires hooked up to machines was my husband.There was a bandage wrapped around his head, his lip was burst at two places and it was a disturbing color of blue. From the amount of movies I had seen I was glad that the machines were beeping, m
Sandra’s POV:As soon as we arrived at the hospital, some men in suits immediately surrounded the vehicle and opened the door on Pascal’s side. Pascal turned to me, completely ignoring the madness that was the paparazzi. This was the first time I was experiencing them and this was crazy to say the least. From the ones receiving the news updates this was a favor, but to the families involved this was a major nuisance.“No matter what happens, do not let go of this hand and always follow where I tug you to. Do not answer any questions, do not say anything to them. And as much as possible keep your head down. Ready?” Pascal asked me and I nodded, I just wanted to get this show on the road.I nodded and he took my hand in a firm grip.He came down first, waited for me and took his own instructions. He did not say anything to any of them, he kept a firm grip on my hand and kept a steady pull until we got to the hospital entrance where they were banned from entering.“Where are they?” I hea
Zina’s POV:I was already heading out of the doorway but I was so focused on my phone, the girls were giving me reasons to regret not coming with them. They looked to be having so much fun, even the video of them attempting scrubber diving was so hilarious. I was about to scroll to the next video when I looked up and saw Neil’s car parked in front of the entrance instead of my designated car.What was going on?My question was going to be directed to the person that could answer it, I turned and saw Matt walking towards me. He looked uncomfortable.“Good morning Matt, where is my ride?” I asked him with a smile which he smirked in return to.“Boss went for a drive early in the morning. I think he got the day off or something, so he instructed that we ensure his princess got to work safely. And since he took your car I figured he would not mind you stepping in to work today in style.” Matt said and I rolled my eyes, ever since that picture of us surfaced on the internet he has not miss
Zina’s POV:I was two weeks into resuming work and roughly two weeks to the end of my contract with Neil. I was getting depressed as the days went by, I do not know how my heart went and fell for a man that did not want it. And aside from some guarded conversations, we did not spend as much time as I would have wanted. He was immersed in so much work these days and I was left to my own devices.My table was cleared. I was waiting for the afternoon reports so I could work on those as well. On the bright side I was getting reviews from my team. They loved how I worked, how I was giving them short breaks in between. Of course I have asked them not to be too comfortable, rush months are around the corner.I relaxed into my seat and I suddenly felt horrible again. In a matter of weeks I was going to be kissing all of this goodbye. No more Mrs. Honduras, no more special treatments. No more Neil, which was the part that stung the most. I would no longer have the access I have to him right no
Zina’s POV:“I swear he took me by surprise that day. I just never took him for one for public displays of affection, of course the gossip blogs took it up and praised him for not being ashamed to show the world that he loved his wife. I don't even know why we are making the headlines. There are other rich couples out there.” I said to Sandra who encouraged me to abuse my privilege as the boss’s wife and meet up before it was time for the lunch break.“Well not all couples consist of Neil Honduras. What about your mother-in-law? Has she shared any tips on how to survive the madness in the early days?” Sandra asked me and I smiled. My mother in-law was meeting us up for lunch, well me but I was not ready to dismiss Sandra.“Yes, she called me yesterday. I am supposed to meet her for lunch but you are staying because you too will soon be the wife of a CEO. Guess your dream of being a housewife is finally coming to be.” I said to her and she shamelessly raised her tea cup for a toast.“A