"You need to trust your partner, Heather. How do you know you'll look the same before we even start?" He nodded to the man holding a camera. "Shall we?"I skeptically stared at him. We just met, and he asked me to trust him. Unbelievable. I came here hoping he meant what he said when we first met. I wanted to know what potential he was referring to.If he was honest and could prove it, then I would use this way to show everyone that my weaknesses could become my strengths. I would strive to become famous so that many media outlets would invite me for interviews.That way, my family would see that I was not a disgrace or a curse. My relatives would regret having ignored and insulted me all these years. Everyone who hurt me would see me rise higher than ever, Blaze included."Please sit here," said a woman, pointing to a stool in the corner of the room. "I will direct your style, but for starters, I want you to pose however you want."Since this wasn't my forte, it wasn't easy to pose i
I clenched my fists and turned to Blaze in annoyance. But he just casually extended his hand to assist me out of the car. I refused and did so without his help. When we arrived at the apartment, a pleasant smell welcomed us. But my emotions were still running high. I couldn't let him keep trying to control my life. Everyone knew we were divorced, and I wanted to keep it that way. "Why did you do that? Who else knows about this?" I said irritably. "Sit down. You're hungry. That's why you're angry." He sat down casually on the dining chair. "I asked the chef to heat this dish before we arrived." "Do you realize what you're doing? If my family finds out, and the public, they'll insult me even more than they already have," I explained. "I only told James and Kyle because they often interact with you. Hannah doesn't know about our relationship. You won't see each other frequently." He placed a spoonful of mashed potato into his mouth. "I don't believe it." I crossed my arms over my ch
Unprepared for the attack, I was pushed to the right, causing the door to open wider. I held on to the door knob to prevent myself from falling. It was a good thing I rarely wore heels to work. "Hey, what are you doing!?" screeched Faye, who immediately approached me. "Who are you to do this!? What did Heather do to you!?" "Miss Bailey, are you okay?" asked Sasha, who came later and stood between me and my attacker. "Sorry, I didn't do my job properly." I turned to my left side to see who dared to slap me in my office. I gave her a sharp look once I recognized the person. She stood staring at me with tight lips, holding back anger. What was the reason this time to hurt me? "Not satisfied with embarrassing me at the late Mr. Smith's house, ruining my name with stale news, you come to my office to slap me. Do you think you'll be free forever by continuing to hurt me like this?" I said boldly. "You scammer," she growled. "You teamed up with that bastard to ruin my marriage. It turns
[Blaze]Virgil didn't disappoint a second time by giving me a better proposal. He changed the things I protested, even going into more detail than expected. That was his proposal that I knew.I didn't send it to Patrick via email or special courier. I came directly to his office. His secretary welcomed me and Kyle cordially and then escorted us to the luxurious office of the CEO of Johnson & Son Corporation."I told you not to come, Blaze. Just send it by courier. I know you have a lot of work." Patrick approached as I entered and extended his hand."You are one of my priority clients. So, this is a service I must provide." I shook his hand for a moment. I wasn't surprised that his daughter was also in the room."It's an honor, Blaze. I understand better why my father insisted on using your company." She extended her hand, but I just nodded."You must be busy. Can we start now?" I asked Patrick.The man glanced at his daughter before replying, "Sure. Have a seat."The father and daugh
Heather didn't share what she'd been doing all day or what had happened to her. She wasn't obligated to report everything to me because I wasn't the husband who had been there for her.But I was aware of her movements through people stalking her or the surveillance cameras of her shop that my friend hacked for me. I didn't want to fail to protect her anymore. What Cullen did was enough to jolt me out of my slumber."Your boss calls you the second-best person he has. What happened this afternoon? was that what you call the job of a personal bodyguard?" I asked.She bowed her head, not answering my question. This woman's monthly services are costly, and her expertise only extends to this. Did my friend not choose the wrong person?"I asked you a question," I stated."I'm sorry, sir," she replied. "I only answer to Miss Bailey. She is my superior.""Do you think she can afford to pay for your services in full out of her pocket?""You mean—""Even if I don't pay you, as her husband, I hav
[Heather]At first, I wasn't fond of the idea and how he brought me to this place. But after eating good food, bathing in the warm shower, and enjoying the cool air in the middle of the lake, I changed my mind.I couldn't remember the last time I took a vacation. All I'd done since being kicked out of my house was work until late at night. It wasn't until the last month that I could relax a little because the shop was running steadily. Sales went up and down, but I still made a daily profit.The rain made our journey back to the shore difficult. Blaze started the engine so we could get to lakeside faster. I couldn't help but laugh as I saw his cold face turn into panic. It was an expression I rarely saw.But when we got off the boat and saw that our surroundings were wet with rainwater, I stopped. Why did we have to avoid the rain? We were on vacation. We had nothing to catch up on, so we had to eat on time. Besides, my clothes were wet. That could be our only chance to enjoy getting
Last week was overwhelming. Some things happened that I didn't expect, but this week started on a good note. Hopefully, that was a sign that many more positive things would happen by the end of the week.Without waiting any longer, I went to the car dealership and finished the business with the insurance. I'd better come home late again but have a new vehicle than put this off. I got the same car. The good news was that the year of manufacture was this year.The car brand was costly, but it was worth it for the quality. I learned a lot from Blaze about car quality. Therefore, I bought the same brand of car as him when I had enough money. Cullen was such a bastard. He blew it up."What are you doing here?" asked the owner of the voice that was already familiar to my ears.Seriously. I was excited about this surprise, but someone had already ruined it. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. I looked at the insurance agent and sales dealer accompanying me."If we're done, may I
I could work leisurely the next day. I got to the meeting on time. We discussed the promotion plan I had mentioned the previous week. Faye kept her word by insisting on using me as the model for our flyer. "All the meeting participants agreed, except you. Then you can't refuse, Heather," Faye concluded, closing the topic. "Customers will leave, and we won't get any new ones if I'm the model," I protested. "Are you willing to risk my business for something so risky?" Since Faye was chairing the meeting, she ignored my remark and moved on to the next topic. I couldn't believe my assistant would do that to her highest superior. To retaliate, I just kept quiet when she asked for my opinion. Let them think of solutions to their problems. After the meeting, I waited until everyone had left and then spoke to Faye. "You can't do that. This shop's reputation could be ruined if we choose me as a model." "I've been with you since the store was just established. Do you still doubt my judgment