I waited for him last night. It was disappointing. This morning, when I opened my eyes. His arm was curled around me. I was expecting it to be a good day but he was pondering on the dining table. He didn't pay attention to anything. He showed himself busy. But I knew, he was mulling over the incident.
The door busted open. He was looking in a hurry today. I returned to the room after having breakfast with my family. A look of relief washed over his face. We hadn't talked about anything yet. I didn't know. Why would someone try to kill me? He stayed quiet most of the time.
'Is this because I'm pregnant? Something is bothering him. He does not look upset but he isn't looking happy either.'
"When are we going home?" I asked, looking at his reflection in the mirror.
He was doing his cufflinks. His expressionless gaze looked at
I'd never felt so alone before. I lived alone with Jen whenever I came from the office. After joining the hostel, Becca stayed with me for a few months. Then she shifted into her apartment. I lived alone. But I was never so alone that I wanted to run away from everything. There was a huge difference between staying alone and being alone. Victoria was sitting on the passenger seat and he was in the driver seat. I didn't look at him. He had chosen his path. I was compelled to be here, tolerating it. He could do anything. His threat was a clear warning toward his contracted wife. I glanced out of the window. Tears were dried from my eyes but it left the unbearable pain in my chest. The silence was killing me but I was also relieved that no sarcastic comment came from Victoria. She was busy in her own beautiful world. She must be planning her second date with him. It hurt.
Sharp pain sliced through my shoulder as I kept moving on the mattress. I sat on with a groan and cradled it. That seemed like a nightmare. The room wasn't fully dark. I never had these feelings for anyone before. It was tormenting me more after waking up after a nightmare. I was petrified. Here he was, toying with his ex-girlfriend. We were living in the same home. It wasn't home anymore. "Do you need something?" I shivered hearing his soft but solid voice. I snapped my head. He was sitting on the couch, legs stretched straight over the glass table, his laptop in his lap. "Yes, Divorce. So I couldn't see you and your girlfriend any longer around me." I snapped. I wanted to say more. His calm demeanour changed as he rose to his full height and paced at me. He climbed over the bed. His expressions were calm but his eyes were so
I sat on the chair as my legs began to hurt. Now, I could see his face from behind if he would have been sitting on the chair. But he was out, attending meetings with my husband. I glanced at my wrist. I frowned, thinning my lips. There was no wristwatch around my wrist. I didn't use it after the wedding. I kept mulling over him. My mind couldn't figure out the reason for my husband' deed. Was it attached to the attack? What could be the reason? He wouldn't take such a major step if something wasn't at stake. It still looked difficult. Agat wasn't going to tell me anything. I should ask Victoria. I rolled my eyes as it was easy. Today, morning, it was the first and the last time we talked to each other. I needed to befriend her. Perhaps, I could persuade her to tell me the matter. It would be easy to grab information from her.
I was acting brave but my tears were spilling down my cheeks continuously. He didn't say a word to her, didn't stop to not use such language for me. Inhaling deeply, I stepped out of his house. 'I won't live here. I'll go away. If he can not respect me. It was his problem. I wasn't interested in his affair with her.' The air was chilled. I pulled the hood over my head and pulled the hem to my forehead. So I could cover my face more. The silence of the night is deafening as I slowly walk down the road that’s faintly lit by tall street lamps at the one side of the single road. The highway wasn't far from his mansion. I glanced back at the mansion. Then I looked down at me. I couldn't keep his/her father away. Suddenly, I was feeling bad. I couldn't do this to him. I had spent my life without my parents. It was so difficult.
A line formed between his brows but he didn't open his mouth to scold me nor he talked about it. How did I walk out of his house? Practically, he should rebuke me but nothing. That was really a matter to think about. What was going in his mind? He wouldn't hurt my brother, would he? I yawned again and blinked away the laziness. I moved to get out of the bed. He stood up immediately. I stilled. He sauntered toward the walking closet and returned with cream and grass-green gown, "Get ready. You can stay home if you want." He said. His voice was calm. Now I was sure, something was definitely wrong. "No, I wanna go," I said in a weak voice. He nodded his head and spun at the door. He closed it but I saw him looking at me before closing it. &n
There was a surprising look on my face when I woke up in the morning. I stared at Agat in shock. He was standing in front of me holding the tray of food. I glanced at the clock. He was getting late for his office. "You don't have to do this." I looked up at him with my sleepy eyes. "Actually, I'm waiting for you to wake up. Can we talk later? Let's eat first." He asked as he sat in front of me. "You'll be late for the office," I said. "I can manage my work from any corner of the world," He sat at the edge and placed it on the nightstand. He cupped my cheek and inclined closer. I could feel his warm and soft lips when he kissed me, "Eat," He smiled, pulling back. I couldn't resist the smile. He meant everything to me. We had our meal looking at each other. H
I sauntered out of the elevator. Branton and his companion were following me. My eyes were looking at only one person. She was sitting in front of the desktop with a little frown. "Becca," I said out loud. "Oh my god!" Her smile replaced the frown. She got on her feet and rushed at me. She hugged me tightly, "What are you doing here? I was going to come to see you at your home." She said as she pulled back her head. "I was missing you." I smiled. She held my hand and led me toward her desk. I sat down on the chair. She wasn't going to hear me. So no use arguing with her, "I'm so sorry. I I... My mother was hospitalized. I had to go. She got a kidney transplant." She said with sadness on her face. I did not know anything about her family. She mostly talked about her mothe
I tucked my hair in a bun as I walked down the stairs. I woke up when Agat was ready to go to his office. "Good morning," I said with a smile. He turned, still grasping his file. He put it down on the table and paced toward the mattress. He glanced at me with a curl on his lips. He placed his hand on my jaw and pressed his lips softly on my lips, "How are you feeling?" He asked, drawing his head back. My cheeks felt warm to me, "I'm good," I shyly said. His head snapped at the table as it began to ring. He took long strides and answered, "I'll be there," he slipped it in his pocket. He gathered his files," Are you going?" I asked. "Yes, I'll be back soon." He said as he looked at me. I smiled and nodded. He paced toward me and pecked on my cheek before pacing out of the room.
I watched kids with amusement as they were rushing from one door to another. It seemed impossible to me. But she cooked delicious food for my family. My parents and her mother were sitting on the couch, drinking their tea and talking. They were looking happy. I couldn't help admiring her petite figure in a red dress. I quite enjoyed the view. She was my wife. We hadn't officially signed any contract but marriage papers definitely. I could feel my blood rushing with pleasure at the thought of her in my arms. She let me hold her last night. I told her the dark truth of my life. I was expecting hatred. But she accepted me with all my mistakes. Still, I wanted to make it official. I had asked Agat to help me. Alyssum, Victoria, Becca and Kallie were preparing dinner in the kitchen. This house seemed usele
I hadn't smiled this much before. I could see my world when I looked into his eyes. I hadn't felt loved before. He made me feel. I was here to take my niece. But he took away my heart and gave me every reason to smile, to laugh and to spend life with him. His tears were heart wrecking. I let his pain through his tears, though it was shattering to watch him like this. I let him hold me the whole night, pressing his lips to mine. We slept in each other's arms. I smiled looking at him sleeping. Reluctantly, I extended my hand and slipped in his silky dark hair. I pressed my lips to his forehead. Silently, I slid out of the bed and walked into the washroom. I was in his room. I hadn't seen this part of the house. He never allowed me in before. It wa
She glanced at me leaving everything behind. There was no worry, tension and fear of losing anything on her face. She thought. I didn't know it. But I knew every move of her body. She was developing feelings for me. I had chosen her for this because I wanted her to be my wife. I was expecting her to hate me, leave me after knowing the truth. But she was still here. I didn't want her to feel for me. She would get nothing but a beast, a broken heart. I wasn't blaming Aly for my heartbreak, but myself. I liked her, she knew it. Still, I was sleeping with other girls instead of talking about my feelings. I did not consider myself a perfect husband like my father and brother. I told her the dark secret of my life in the hope she would hate me and stop feeling for me. I saw respect in he
I began to walk back and forth. His poker face frightened me most. He wouldn't question me about what I was doing here without informing him. The door opened. He peeled off the phone from his ear as his gaze met mine. Slotting his phone back into his pocket, he strode at me. What was hurting him, the thoughts were making my head hurt. I trudged near him. and looked in his eyes, "Chris," I whispered. "Yea," He ignored to look at me and frowned at the piles of the files. I sighed and turned to the desk. I picked them one by one and arranged it on the wooden ranks, "I know. You don't trust in our wedding. But we can be friends." I said. I forwarded my hand to put the last file. He grasped my hand and twirled me, "What are you trying
I woke up wearing that stupid short silky dress. Tears leaked from my eyes. I rushed toward the washroom and got rid of it. I didn't make breakfast today. I wasn't expecting him to be home. But I heard footsteps and hope raised, forgetting all the torture of last night. He sat down on the chair. I stood up without a word and walked into the kitchen. I didn't want him to go to the office without eating like yesterday. Hurriedly, I cooked for him and served him. I got in the chair and grabbed my coffee again. It was cold and I wasn't bothered. He casually slid his phone on the table and looked at me across the table, "Where's your food?" He asked. "I'm not hungry," I sai
He rang the bell. I watched my surrounding, manicured garden, flowers, trees queues on the side of a single road. If Chris thought, I would change my mind after seeing their wealth. He got me wrong. I spun hearing the door creaking. Alyssum was standing in her shorts, her face was sleepy, her hair was in a loose bun, she stared at us for a second with her blue eyes, She smiled at our sight and beamed. She was looking like a cute little girl with bare feet and her smile. My eyes caught a mark on her neck. "Still sleeping!" Chris arched his eyebrows and leaned in to kiss her cheek. My gaze stopped on her throat. There was a slight mark. She blinked, looking up at him nervously and then smiled. I had heard rumours that my husband was in love with her. I didn't believe the rumou
Our mother in law opened the door for us. Her face brightened looking at her grandchildren. She bent down and hugged them at one time. Alyssum and I laughed. I could see the same excitement on Aidan's face too, who remained with his gadgets the entire day. I must say my mother in law was beautiful, "How are you, mom?" She asked. "I have seen my grandchildren. You can see my smile." She grinned. Alyssum laughed, I smiled too. The thing was, I hadn't experienced what being with family felt like. Now I could be confirmed, it was a blessed feeling. She embraced me with the same enthusiasm. I relaxed in her motherly hold. She invited us in. Kids were already in the room and playing on the blanket where
An icy chill ran down my spine. The thought of my mother laying on the bed terrified me. I needed to concentrate on Chelsea. I should tell her that Alyssum wasn't her mother then it could be. I could persuade her to come with me. I should invite Alyssum for Lunch with her kids. I grabbed my phone and called on her number. "Hello, " I recognized her sweet voice. "Hi, Chelsea! I'm your Zara Aunt." "I'm Elsa," She giggled. "How are you?" I started the conversation with a simple question. I heard another voice. She wasn't alone. I didn't have any experience with kids. I was trying my best. I waited for her to reply. "Mom, it's Zara aunt." Then it went silent. "Are you ok?" I furrowe
PART - TWO I glanced at happy, smiling faces. The wedding was simple but royal one. I couldn't make such arrangements for my wedding. I got married. It didn't seem fair that my sister's one night stand partner was my husband now. My gaze was on Chelsea. My mother and my mother in law…… They were looking at kids and laughing over something. A nurse was sitting on the chair behind my mother. Alyssum's sons, Aidan and Dairo were playing in the background with Renee. She was Victoria and Harris' daughter. Chelsea and Renee were holding a small girl's hand. I didn't know her name but she was Alyssum's best friend's daughter, Becca and Nathan. There were only a few people, almost family. All were rich and businessmen. Chris squeezed my hand. I swivelled and looked at him. His gaze was gi