Mandy's POV "Did you hear what I said, Mandy?" He asked me, bringing me out of my frozen state.My expression hardened. "I heard you loud and clear, Lucas. "You think I'd marry you just to fulfill Grandma Claire’s wishes?"The last I remember you were the one who asked for a divorce," I said firmly.Lucas’s eyes narrowed. "Don't play dumb. We all know you want to be my wife again, desperately. No need to pretend."His voice dripped with arrogance. "A parasite like you can't survive without our family's support. You'd wither away without our resources." Lucas’s anger flared, but I continued, unbothered."Grandma Claire’s condition is critical. Every moment counts. Don't waste more time."My heart ached, remembering Grandma Claire’s warmth. But Lucas’s arrogance and manipulation got me really pissed. "I'm not a doll to be used for your convenience," I declared, with my voice firm. "I have my own life, my own work. I won't be swayed by your family's wealth or your insults."L
Lucas's POV I sat frozen in my seat, as if I had been enchanted with a spell by the mysterious dancer who was twisting and twirling her body around the stage.She was dancing to jazz music and she was doing it perfectly well, making me more interested in watching her.Her slender waist and perfect body shape had me entranced. It was almost as if my eyes were glued to her body.Forever.I visited the club with my friends, Ethan and Miles. I didn't want to come before as I wasn't interested, but they somehow managed to persuade me and made me come with them.Now I was somewhat grateful that they forced me to come. Because if they didn't, I wouldn't have been able to gaze my eyes upon this beauty.Although her eyes and part of her face were hidden, I could still see that she was a beauty.While my friends were busy having fun with other girls, I focused all my attention on this one dancer.There was something about her that drew me to her. I just couldn't place a finger on it. My f
Mandy’s POV Standing at the top of the stairs, I watched in horror as Mary, my husband’s older brother’s pregnant fiancée, tumbled down the stairs, screaming in pain. She was my husband’s older brother’s pregnant fiancée We were both heading downstairs to join the family party when she suddenly fell and began to roll down the stairs. I panicked and froze, not knowing what to do. This whole scene looked like I pushed her down the stairs. Before I could do anything, some guests from the party saw the scene and drew more attention. “Someone, call an ambulance!” one of the guests yelled. Today was supposed to be a special day. My husband's family, which was one of the richest in the city, was hosting a grand party. A lot of celebrities and business people attended. But now it had turned into a nightmare as everyone turned to look at me with anger in their eyes as if I was the devil himself. My heart began to race. “You did this. You’re a monster. You’re the devil himself
Mandy’s POV“I want a divorce, grandma. I can’t stand this any longer,” I heard Lucas’s voice echo again.“You don’t mean that, Lucas. You are just upset about what happened,” Grandma Claire said.“No, I’m not Grandma. I know exactly what I’m saying. I don’t want to be married to her anymore,” Lucas said. My heart ached at that instant.If this is a joke,Lucas , stop it now,”Grandma Claire said with a firm voice.“I’m not joking,Grandma. I’m done with this whole marriage.“We wouldn’t be in this situation if you hadn’t bribed me with your power and company shares,” he said. “Lucas, calm down-” Grandma said, though interrupted by Lucas who seemed to be hot-heated. “Grandma, don't ask me to calm down!After all she’s done to Mary and her unborn child- your great- grandchild you still defend her?Lucas's anger boiled over as he continued.“That child was my brother's and now he's gone because of her. She killed the heir to your legacy . Yet you take her side?”I froze. Mary’s ch
Mandy’s POV“What?” I asked in shock.“You’re pregnant, Mrs. Vanderbilt,” the doctor repeated.Panic set in as the doctor’s word sunk in.My heart was racing and my palms were sweating.I couldn’t believe I was pregnant.My thoughts got tangled in a mix of emotions.The divorce, Lucas’s disdain and now, a baby.How am I going to cope? I thought anxiously.I was only 18 years old and last week I was struggling about college admissions; I’m practically a child myself.The weight of responsibility almost crushed me. How will I pull through all of these? “Mrs. Vanderbilt, are you okay?” The doctor asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.“Yea…yeah, I am,” I stammered.There was a brief moment of silence before I spoke again.“Please can I ask a question, doc?” I said.“Of course Mrs Vanderbilt. Go ahead,” the doctor said.“Is the diagnosis correct? “Are there chances that I could have been misdiagnosed?” “Well, misdiagnosis occurs most of the time in this line of work,” the doctor answe
Mandy’s POV“Lucas?” I called out in surprise.“Are you done packing?” He asked with a harsh tone in his voice, “Have you forgotten your flight leaves in 5 hours?”“I know. I’m sorry. It’s just that I feel a bit sick. I think I’m coming down with a fever,” I said and he scoffed in response.“And you expect me to believe that? I know the only reason you are pretending to be sick is because not only are you lazy you do not want to leave,” he said arrogantly.I tried to speak again but he cut me short.“You are leaving this afternoon. I’ll personally drive you to the airport.” he said. I smiled bitterly at his last words, surprised that he offered to drive me to the airport by himself. Maybe he…Then I met his glare again. “Fine. Don’t fool yourself, Mandy Vanderbilt. He is not doing it out of care but to ensure you really leave the country for good,” I said to myself.Immediately he left, I dragged my tired body back to my box and continued packing. But the more I packed, the we
Mandy's POV I bit my lips, hesitant to reveal my struggles to Lucas.Finally, I decided to do it for the sake of the baby. This was the only way.“I've not received any living expenses like Grandma promised,” I said, feeling ashamed.He scoffed.“You called me after such a long time and that’s all you want to say? You’re such a parasite, always asking for money,” he said.His voice was cold.“But I need help, Lucas. Please,” I pleaded out of desperation.“I’ll send you some money but not right now,” he cut me off.“But I…….”“Also, don't bother me with trivial matters like this again. I have a company to run,” he said.Before I could reply, he ended the call. His words stung. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes.I laughed bitterly, ruminating over my actions.Maybe I shouldn't have called him, I thought.Hugging my pregnant bump, silent sobs shook my body.Indeed, I was all alone in this world.**********************Eight months Later**********************I was coming out o
Mandy's POV I open my eyes to find myself staring at the ceiling. “Oh you're awake!” I heard a voice say.I turned my head to see a nurse, cradling a baby in her arms.“Is that my baby?” I asked the nurse.“Yes ,” she answered with a smile on her face. “Can I see her?” I asked.“Sure,” she then bent a little so I could see the baby's face. I gasped.“She’s Beautiful,”And she's all mine. Finally, I have a family in this world now,”Suddenly, my world went dark out of pain once again. ********************The persistent knocking on my door woke me up. “Come in,” I said weakly.The door opened and the nurse from earlier stuck her head through the open door.“I came to discuss your hospital expenses,” she said hesitantly.My face fell immediately when she said that.My mind went back to the fire that happened at the ghetto home. I remembered how all I had was lost in that fire.Tears welled up in my eyes.“I wish there was something I could do to help but my hands are tied…” I bi
Lucas's POV I sat frozen in my seat, as if I had been enchanted with a spell by the mysterious dancer who was twisting and twirling her body around the stage.She was dancing to jazz music and she was doing it perfectly well, making me more interested in watching her.Her slender waist and perfect body shape had me entranced. It was almost as if my eyes were glued to her body.Forever.I visited the club with my friends, Ethan and Miles. I didn't want to come before as I wasn't interested, but they somehow managed to persuade me and made me come with them.Now I was somewhat grateful that they forced me to come. Because if they didn't, I wouldn't have been able to gaze my eyes upon this beauty.Although her eyes and part of her face were hidden, I could still see that she was a beauty.While my friends were busy having fun with other girls, I focused all my attention on this one dancer.There was something about her that drew me to her. I just couldn't place a finger on it. My f
Mandy's POV "Did you hear what I said, Mandy?" He asked me, bringing me out of my frozen state.My expression hardened. "I heard you loud and clear, Lucas. "You think I'd marry you just to fulfill Grandma Claire’s wishes?"The last I remember you were the one who asked for a divorce," I said firmly.Lucas’s eyes narrowed. "Don't play dumb. We all know you want to be my wife again, desperately. No need to pretend."His voice dripped with arrogance. "A parasite like you can't survive without our family's support. You'd wither away without our resources." Lucas’s anger flared, but I continued, unbothered."Grandma Claire’s condition is critical. Every moment counts. Don't waste more time."My heart ached, remembering Grandma Claire’s warmth. But Lucas’s arrogance and manipulation got me really pissed. "I'm not a doll to be used for your convenience," I declared, with my voice firm. "I have my own life, my own work. I won't be swayed by your family's wealth or your insults."L
Beyond Recognition Mandy's POV I felt like I’d been punched in the gut.Lucas?Here?I couldn’t process the sudden rush of emotions.Before I knew it,my legs were moving,carrying me away from the unsettling reunion. I escaped to the dressing room, still wearing my formal dance attire. The silence felt suffocating,punctuated only by the sound of my own ragged breathing.As I changed, muffled voices drifted from the hallway. “I’m familiar with that deep tone, and that definitely belongs to Lucas.”"Who is that captivating young woman?" Lucas asked Jackson.Jackson chuckled. "You're in luck! She's our new club star. I had to beg my contact in New York to introduce me to her. It took a while before he agreed. It wasn't easy getting her because she's got a good reputation from her performances abroad," Jackson said.Lucas’s interest was palpable. "What makes her so special?"Jackson's enthusiasm grew. "Her talent, charisma...and beauty, of course! You'll need to keep an eye
Mandy's POV (Three years later)As I walked out of the airport's security checks with my packages, a mixture of emotions overwhelmed me. It's been three long years since I fled New York, leaving behind the life I once knew. Now I stood on the familiar ground, the city of my birth and childhood, where memories lingered. As I walked out of the airport, I noticed that I was receiving a lot of stares from passersby but I couldn't blame them.My look was sleek and sophisticated: an ivory blouse with dark high waist jeans, a black cropped jacket, black ankle boots, finished with simple silver jewelries and a natural appearance with no makeup done.While they stared, I overheard them say words like: "Did you see that lady?""I've never seen such a charming woman ever.""Is she a star or something?""She looks so charming and graceful, yet she has no makeup on."Their compliments left me blushing yet filled with pride. As a dancer, I have mastered the art of stylish dressing despite bei
Mandy's POV As I stood outside the supermarket, my guilt-ridden heart fought between stealing the diapers and walking away. Considering how much I was in dire need of it, I decided to steal it.“Please Lord, forgive me” I muttered under my breath .Just as I was about to take a step and grab the diapers, I heard a voice behind me.“Hello beautiful lady.”I immediately turned around to see a tall, handsome man looking at me. My heart began to race.Maybe he's the owner of the diapers, I thought.I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…”“I just wanted to say you look really stunning.” He said.“O-okay. Thanks?” I looked at him confused. Why would he be complimenting me instead of getting angry that I was about to steal his property? I wondered.“I'm sorry for being so direct but I can't see a beauty like yours and ignore it,” he said,“There's a natural grace in the way you hold yourself, do you know that?”“Huh, thank you so much for the compliments. I'm flattered but I don’t want to date an
Mandy's POV I open my eyes to find myself staring at the ceiling. “Oh you're awake!” I heard a voice say.I turned my head to see a nurse, cradling a baby in her arms.“Is that my baby?” I asked the nurse.“Yes ,” she answered with a smile on her face. “Can I see her?” I asked.“Sure,” she then bent a little so I could see the baby's face. I gasped.“She’s Beautiful,”And she's all mine. Finally, I have a family in this world now,”Suddenly, my world went dark out of pain once again. ********************The persistent knocking on my door woke me up. “Come in,” I said weakly.The door opened and the nurse from earlier stuck her head through the open door.“I came to discuss your hospital expenses,” she said hesitantly.My face fell immediately when she said that.My mind went back to the fire that happened at the ghetto home. I remembered how all I had was lost in that fire.Tears welled up in my eyes.“I wish there was something I could do to help but my hands are tied…” I bi
Mandy's POV I bit my lips, hesitant to reveal my struggles to Lucas.Finally, I decided to do it for the sake of the baby. This was the only way.“I've not received any living expenses like Grandma promised,” I said, feeling ashamed.He scoffed.“You called me after such a long time and that’s all you want to say? You’re such a parasite, always asking for money,” he said.His voice was cold.“But I need help, Lucas. Please,” I pleaded out of desperation.“I’ll send you some money but not right now,” he cut me off.“But I…….”“Also, don't bother me with trivial matters like this again. I have a company to run,” he said.Before I could reply, he ended the call. His words stung. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes.I laughed bitterly, ruminating over my actions.Maybe I shouldn't have called him, I thought.Hugging my pregnant bump, silent sobs shook my body.Indeed, I was all alone in this world.**********************Eight months Later**********************I was coming out o
Mandy’s POV“Lucas?” I called out in surprise.“Are you done packing?” He asked with a harsh tone in his voice, “Have you forgotten your flight leaves in 5 hours?”“I know. I’m sorry. It’s just that I feel a bit sick. I think I’m coming down with a fever,” I said and he scoffed in response.“And you expect me to believe that? I know the only reason you are pretending to be sick is because not only are you lazy you do not want to leave,” he said arrogantly.I tried to speak again but he cut me short.“You are leaving this afternoon. I’ll personally drive you to the airport.” he said. I smiled bitterly at his last words, surprised that he offered to drive me to the airport by himself. Maybe he…Then I met his glare again. “Fine. Don’t fool yourself, Mandy Vanderbilt. He is not doing it out of care but to ensure you really leave the country for good,” I said to myself.Immediately he left, I dragged my tired body back to my box and continued packing. But the more I packed, the we
Mandy’s POV“What?” I asked in shock.“You’re pregnant, Mrs. Vanderbilt,” the doctor repeated.Panic set in as the doctor’s word sunk in.My heart was racing and my palms were sweating.I couldn’t believe I was pregnant.My thoughts got tangled in a mix of emotions.The divorce, Lucas’s disdain and now, a baby.How am I going to cope? I thought anxiously.I was only 18 years old and last week I was struggling about college admissions; I’m practically a child myself.The weight of responsibility almost crushed me. How will I pull through all of these? “Mrs. Vanderbilt, are you okay?” The doctor asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.“Yea…yeah, I am,” I stammered.There was a brief moment of silence before I spoke again.“Please can I ask a question, doc?” I said.“Of course Mrs Vanderbilt. Go ahead,” the doctor said.“Is the diagnosis correct? “Are there chances that I could have been misdiagnosed?” “Well, misdiagnosis occurs most of the time in this line of work,” the doctor answe