The next day when I woke up it was quite warm, so I decided to wear a sleeveless top and shorts and after getting dressed I went to see Marc. I was a little worried about him.I was informed by the nurse that she had given him a sedative and I should not disturb him the whole day and let him sleep so that he can regain his strength faster. I did not say anything but I really wanted to see him once, I controlled myself and walked away.As I walked down I discovered the house was large but the design made it easy to find my way out and I was soon standing once again in the Hall. I hesitated a moment, wondering whether to try one of the closed wooden doors leading out of the room or whether to go into the garden. I opened the door of the small room on my right and opened it and someone emerged.I looked at her closely and saw that she had become slim and leaner than I had seen her a long time back, she was wearing very fashionable clothes but her face was pure and
After Mathias left I was so relaxed that I wanted to go and lie down as I too overwhelmed but Ria was still there with me so I couldn't ignore her. Ria looked at me with concern and asked. “So, while you're here who is taking care of Tio.” “Well my aunt is there, so I've left him in her care, but Don goes there every day to check him out.” I felt something tickle inside me as I could see Ria was genuinely concerned about my son. “Don?” Ria looked at me with a confused expression. “I am so sorry”, I said looking at Ria’s confused face, I added after a moment's pause.” I don't know how much your mother has told you , but Don is the man I am going to get married to. That is why I've asked Marc for a divorce. Tio is staying with my aunt. While I am here in Piemonte, Don has promised to take care of him while I'm away. They see each other quite often so Tio is comfortable with him.” “ I see”, Ria said quietly. “Mom had
On the fourth morning, Marc was well enough he had recovered and was commanding his nurse to let him go out. His nurse insisted that he could not get up. She would have kept him in the bed for a few days longer if she could but he was very demanding and authoritative and spoke in a very authoritarian manner that she could not ignore.His eyes were dark and furious as he said. “I am getting up !” I was outside the door as I heard his voice and turned to listen with a half-smile on my face. That was Marc I remembered I have not heard that note in his voice since the accident. I knocked at his door and the nurse came to admit me in looking highly disturbed. “He doesn't listen Mrs. Garcia.” she whispered crossly as though Marc was a naughty child who needed a good tight slap, which I thought he did and I would love to give him one.Marc was sitting up against his fellows his arms folded across his silk pajamas, his eyes glittering. “Why are you both whisper
I put my hands against his shoulders fighting to be free from him refusing to let him overpower me and at last he allowed me and I pulled away. I was breathing very heavily and trembling away I looked at his eyes. And I knew it, Marc had it back. “When did you remember?” “After your first visit to the hospital,” he said coolly and that took my breath away I stayed still. “I fooled you ! My dear Carmen you should have been an actress. “He said totally ignoring me. “ I am not like you Marc.” I snapped back. “I did everything, feeling sorry for you and your mother had convinced me that you were dying. “Then I turned towards him angrily and said. “Your mother was involved in this plan isn’t it?” I was very distressed to think about Cathy's betrayal. I could sense that he was hesitating in replying, I could see he was contemplating whether to lie to me or not but his eyes met mine and the answer
I ran out of his room towards the exit fuming with anger. I was on a verge of a breakdown. How could I have been so foolish! That man will never change. I should have listen to my instinct rather than beleving in Cathy. Oh, but whom am I Kidding ! I was the one who got myself into this mess. I walked down the road struggling with myself. What was I going to do the only way to get off the estate was to walk for miles till I find the highway and I knew that anyone driving through the state would not give me I lift, even if I gave them double the amount that they charge usually. Marc would make sure that no one helps me. Marc could make life hell for anyone who offended him. Even if I did manage to persuade someone to take me by in his car there was this strong possibility that Marc would pursue them and force them to come back. This was not London, where you get cabs and Uber by snapping your finger. And Marc was a powerful man with many interests
“We ought to introduce yourself. I am Eric Kent.” “Carmen White,” I told him flatly. I smiled at him and observed him keenly just to make sure that he can be trusted. For I have to find someone who would help me to escape. He moved ahead and opened the door of the car, I climbed into it and he joined me. He started the car and we drove forward. “What are you doing in this estate?” I asked him curiously as I looked ahead. “I am botanist,” he said glancing at me. I was shocked. “Really!” A flicker of amusement crossed his face. “Why do people always respond like that I wonder? What's strange about the study of plants?” “Is that what you're doing here? Studying the vineyard?” “I am making a tour of the Italian suburbs observing plants, he said “It is actually a Ph.D. stuff. I am doing a thesis on different species of plants found here.”
“You will give Mister Kent the wrong ideas Carmen.” said a cool mocking voice from behind me and my heart skipped a beat as I saw Marc standing there. Why did he have to look so handsome even when he was sick. I just stared at him not wanting to argue with him. “Don’t speak otherwise my love, I have our wedding photos to prove that you are my lawfully wedded wife." He said with such possesiveness that wanted to run. Eric Kent was shaking, and his eyes were angry. I looked at him in despair and knew precisely what he was thinking. He was imagining that I had deceived him. He was furious at me. Shoving a hand around the back of his neck he said briskly, “Excuse me I need to take a shower and change my dress.” He walked up the stairs and I looked at Marc bitterly. Ada vanished discreetly leaving us alone in the Hall. “My God I hate you, Marc!” I flung at him. “Do you? Marc sneered and his face was Savage. “Wel
My pulse was beating fiercely, as I considered his motives knowing against my will that I already guessed one of them because he was kissing me and I had not been the only one to become so fiercely aroused. I discovered that as my body was responding to his kisses but Marc was responding the same way. I have to make myself remember other things, remind myself that Marc reacted to all attractive women with the same force. It was a purely physical reaction in him and I was not going to let him use me for some creepy satisfaction of his appetite.Although it had been his own infidelity that had destroyed our marriage, it was already clear to me that Marc felt he was the one with the grievances. His whole attitude indicated that he felt I was the one to blame. I spun around and started walking downstairs as I had to control myself and not allow my emotions to get better off me and the first thing first, I need to call up my son as I have not spoken to him