Jacques had her fill and stretched herself. Maybe because she didn't sleep the entire night, she felt a little giddy, but since she had coffee, she knew she could go on for some more time without sleep.She could only imagine how the old Aunt Becky would be feeling right now. She picked up her phone to call Aunt Becky to check what she wants for breakfast."There is a family dinner at Chestershire Mansion in a couple of days to welcome Emma and her husband. We'll be attending together to talk about our wedding ceremony."Jacques heard that grating voice from behind her and her lips curved to a wry smile. There was no reason for her to feel bad. He stopped her to show her how happy his sister is and since she left, he wants her to see for herself.Stupid! Did you think anyone needs your care? Whether you're good or bad, no one will care. You lived an upright life before and still, you lost everything. Even if you act badly, no one will care.And... Did he say wedding ceremony? There is
"You have some nerve to lie through your teeth," Patrick Davis knitted his brows. If Jacques saw him now, she wouldn't believe this is her gentle uncle Pat."Haha... were you offended?" Alexander Volkonsky chuckled and seated himself on the bench.Patrick rolled his eyes and Rebecca held his hand with a smile. Seeing her beautiful smile, Patrick calmed down."I asked for your assistance four months back," Patrick complained.Alexander sighed. "I had bypass surgery and-""Liar!" Patrick interjected. "There was no news about that!""Oi, dimwit! When a company is worth billions, they won't announce the health scares of the founder unless they want the stocks to crash," he snorted."So you can't decide anything for yourself and your board members will be making the decisions about your life," Patrick smirked. " That is some life you are leading... Do you have autonomy over anything?"Alexander rolled his eyes. He couldn't deny what he said. "No, I weep as I lie on my bed framed with gold,
Jacques was avoiding her boss' phone calls since she knew why he calls. She had already spent the money he sent to her, to pay for Uncle Pat's medical bills and she cannot return the money to him.And she cannot ask TJ to stop threatening her boss, because her relationship with him is not good. Well, it is worse, to be honest.But she knew her boss cannot file a complaint against her since there is no proof that she extorted him for money. He sent the money of his own volition imagining that she is asking for money. He said it was her severance pay and she can spend it however she wants to."It's David Millman? Why is he calling you?" Jeremy asked. He hasn't received any report that Trevor Millman contacted the Shard Viper yet. So why is David bothering her? Is he trying to intimidate her?Jacques wondered if speaking the truth would change his mind. But she decided to give it a try since she didn't want him to go bankrupt without the supplies."Mr. Millman sent me severance pay and a
"You don't want him to know? He might make all troubles go away with a swish of his little finger. And Jerry... shouldn't he know?" Alexander asked Patrick.Both of them got tired after their verbal battle and became silent.Patrick pondered for some time. "No need. Just watch over Fitzgerald. Missy will be safe with him.""Do you not trust 'him'?" Alexander tried to stand up. He cannot be seen staying here for too long. Who knows how many eyes are watching him?Patrick took in a deep breath, "His Lordship respected him till his last breath but wanted to keep Missy safe from those around him. He wanted Missy to grow up like an average person. He believed that there is more freedom in being average.""Makes sense..." Alexander nodded. "Such a pity for a girl who had to be pampered with riches to suffer all through her life. 'He' should be giving back-""What's given is given, Alex," Rebecca interjected. "All he wanted was for his granddaughter's wellbeing. And Missy's suffering should
"So, the Davis family fed you?" Jeremy asked, trying to listen more. She suddenly turned quiet and he wanted to hear more of her voice. She is not screaming at him and talking to him and he was not willing to let go of this moment.He already knew all these things about her. And heaven only knows the joy he feels as she is opening up to him. Yes, he is an ass for getting happy for this, but he was happy. And she has him now and she doesn't have to worry about food ever again."Yes. And for a child who thought she'd die of hunger, that big bowl of mac and cheese, and a plate of spaghetti and meatballs they gave, was worth her life. How can you put value to one's life? So, I am very indebted to them and I don't think this much is enough," Jacques looked up. She interlocked her fingers together and her hands went cold speaking out her past trauma.She thought he'd mock her for her poor past, but was surprised when he was very quiet. His big hand patted her hands and she wanted to get her
On their way back, Jacques was happy her plans would succeed. Daisy said that she'll give her Now, all she has to do is clear the small garden area she saw in the house for her roses. She wondered if she should get the permission of the house owner to turn his outdoor space into a rose garden.She turned to look at him. With his brows knitted, he was rubbing his forehead and she gulped in fear. Her palm sweated and her heart pounded.The doctor definitely tattled! Oh, Jacques! You and your big mouth!Jeremy, in fact, was thinking about his meeting with his mother. She looked disappointed and sad, making him feel bad.'Jeremy, if you keep her locked up for the sake of protecting her, you might end up killing her soul. She might be safe, but she won't be the same as before. Just let her take a walk or give her something enjoyable to make her think living is worth it... Don't let her stay locked in.And... I don't know what you feel about Jacques and how serious you are with your marriag
Jacques was a little relieved after stopping the water, but she was still scared because she broke the tap. He was still standing behind her and she turned at him.Water was dripping from her hair and face, her clothes were soaking wet, and she shivered as the autumn wind blew."I'll..." she held out her hand to pass the handle to him. "I'll find a way to fix it..." she gulped and looked up. Seeing his expressionless face she got nervous and started to twist the hem of her shirt.Jeremy took in a deep breath and observed the little woman in front of him. Little drops of water were dripping from the tips of her hair that got lumped into beautiful curls.One drop fell right on her pink lips and another slid through her skin that has become translucent getting soaked in water. One drop fell on her shoulder and another on her...Her white sweatshirt has turned flimsy and is clinging to her skin as if it is her second skin. She clearly wasn't wearing any underwear and he could clearly see
"...Your husband!" he chuckled and kissed her neck, making her skin crawl. "I am proving to you that I am a man... your hands... Can you feel it? YOU made that happen. Not her! You... only you..."His voice got hoarse. With a hiccup, he rested his forehead on her collarbone.What kind of dream is this?Jacques, who had a deep sleep after a long time, couldn't figure out what was happening as she was still half-asleep. She tried to move her limbs, but her hands and legs were pinned making her trapped.It took her some seconds to gather her bearings.Her lips were slightly wet and in her hand, covered by his hand, she could feel the warm and thick thing that was slightly sticky. Her dress was pulled up and the man above her was burning like a furnace and stank of alcohol.She was not born yesterday... She knew what was happening here.Her heart pounded and she couldn't understand why he got like this out of nowhere. She could understand that he was drunk and was mad at her for some reas