“No!” “I can’t!” “Never!” A voice woke Kaylie up from her sleep, and she quickly lifted her head from the pillow with a furrowed face. “Hun!” The room was dark, so she quickly turned on the light. She glanced at Gage next to her on the bed and saw him swiftly shaking his head with his eyes still closed, gripping the duvet, gritting his teeth. Her eyes widened in shock as she observed him for a few seconds. “What’s wrong with him?” She asked in a whisper. She watched him for another second, thinking he would stop, but he didn’t. “Gage…” she called in a low voice, still staring at him with confusion and shock, reflecting on her face. She stretched out her hand to touch him but reluctantly ceased and took her hand back. “Mom!” Gage continued shouting from his sleep with his eyes still closed. “Dad! Please, save me!” She watched him for another second until his forehead became wet with cold sweat. “Gage…” she called his name again, confused. She bent on her knees and tapped him l
Kaylie stepped out of the bathroom and saw jewelry boxes on the floor and dresses on the bed, while Gage remained in the same spot where she had left him in his wheelchair next to the bed. She scanned the jewelry boxes, trying to count them with her eyes, but she couldn’t finish counting before she shifted her gaze to the dresses on the bed, and without bothering to count them, she shifted her gaze to him. “What’s this?” “Nothing much,” he answered in simplicity. He pointed to the boxes on the floor and the dresses on the bed, furthering, “just two dozen jewelry sets, and dozens of dresses. Auctioned from the same brand Bryson ordered the one that makes you see him as the best,” He looked at her face and chuckled. “But at prices higher than his. These dresses are special editions, with some having just two types and the highest products of such qualities are five,” he explained, trying to exaggerate to impress her. “And the interesting price is that you’ll be the only one with th
“Oh.” Kaylie uttered as she shockingly stepped aside, avoiding bumping into Richard. He was holding Gage’s meal plates, packing them to the kitchen. Without glancing backward, she pointed in the kitchen direction, permitting, “Go first.” Richard curtsied his head. “Thanks, ma.” He said. He released the door lever and walked away in a hurry. After eyeing him until he reached the parlor, Kaylie took a soft breath. She entered the room and unlocked the door before slowly taking her steps toward Gage, sitting on the couch. Seeing her enter, Gage immediately looked away, staring to the left side, avoiding eye contact. “What exactly are you scared of?” She threw a question immediately as she arrived at his front, with a few gaps between them. He slowly turned his neck, and as his eyes landed on her body, he lifted his eyebrows twice before his gaze met hers. “What do you mean?” He asked, his face furrowed unclear. She exhaled softly, keeping her voice low. “I’m asking what you are afr
“Anything you want,” he answered in simplicity, his gaze filled with determination, certain she wouldn’t succeed. “Just name whatever you want. I’ll give it.” She nodded her head twice, her lips filled with a beam. “Deal,” she uttered. She loosened her hands from her chest and walked to his side. She sat down and raised her finger. “To prove my plan works out, I’ll retrieve one of her plans against you. How about that?” He nodded in acceptance. “Agreed,” he said. “But I know you’ll fail.” She lifted her brows, grinning. “I have a request already, and I can’t wait to get this done so I can ask for it,” she stated. “Hopefully you won’t fail me.” He chuckled. “I’m who I am, but one thing that can never change about me is I always stand on my words,” he let out. “And in addition to whatever you request, if you retrieve useful information from Sadie, I’ll blindly follow every other plan you’ve got. I’ll let you take the lead.” “This inspires me more.” She said and winked at him. ~ “H
Kaylie opened the door and peeped into the room before entering. “Why are you sneaking in?” Gage threw a question, turning around to face the entrance immediately as the door creaked. He was sitting in his wheelchair in front of the window. “No one forbids you from entering as you wish. The only thing we won’t be sharing is the bed.” She scoffed, slightly shaking her head. “I’m not sneaking in,” she uttered. “Just checking before entering.” “Checking for what?” He asked. “Because I don’t want to witness what I shouldn’t.” She answered in simplicity. He furrowed his brows, unclear. “And what don’t you want to witness?” He asked. “Unnecessary conversations shall be avoided.” She said, walking to the couch to sit. After watching her sit, he turned the wheelchair to comfortably look at her. “Where have you been?” He questioned. “Taking fresh air outside,” she gave a simple response, adding, “taking fresh air.” “With who?” He interrogated. She chuckled softly. “You know already,
Kaylie and Sadie walked out of the kitchen after inspecting the dinner meal. They arrived at the dining table and met chairman Paul and Bryson, already seated.Kaylie curtsied her head. “Welcome, sir,” she greeted, but Chairman Paul ignored her, yet she didn’t give up. She filled her lips with a smile, asking, “how’s your day, sir?”Sadie gave the chairman a reprimanding stare, but he paid no attention to her. She faced Kaylie, beaming, “sit.”Kaylie smiled. “Okay, ma.” She uttered and calmly sat next to Sadie.Chairman Paul moved his back from the chair backrest. “There’s a business party tomorrow at the Regency Hotel, and this family will attend,” he announced and glanced at Bryson. “You know about it, right?”Bryson nodded. “Yes,” he responded, adding, “the organizer invited me himself. I’ve worked with him before, and he commends me for my intelligent work and shows interest in my future project,” He was trying to impress the chairman, so he proceeded, “he’s even willing to introd
“Don’t worry, dear. It’s just that time of the month again. He’ll be back soon.” Sadie persuaded, calming Kaylie, whose worry was written all over her face. Kaylie furrowed her face, staring at Sadie’s face, confused. “That time of the month?” She repeated, asking, “what are you talking about, ma?” “That’s how he always left the house anytime between the twentieth to the end of the month,” Sadie explained, and knowing the question that might come next, she added, “no one knows where he goes. The last time the chairman tried investigating, it led to a furious argument.” “But-” Kaylie wanted to talk but didn’t complete her statement since she didn’t want the concern in her mind to reflect in her voice. However, she couldn’t hide the one overwhelming her face when she found out Gage and Richard had left the house at an early hour- before anyone woke up. “They’re done with the meal. Go take your bath and come out so we can eat,” Sadie persuaded, her lips filled with a beam. “You should
The third most luxurious car, after Bryson’s and Chairman Paul’s, pulled up to the Regency Hotel entrance, and the porters sprang into action, opening the doors. Sadie emerged from one side, while Kaylie stepped out from the other. Bryson hastened to greet them, a warm smile spreading across his face. “Welcome, Mom.” He said, his voice filled with affection.Kaylie stood beside Sadie, her expression decidedly unenthusiastic. “Good afternoon.” She replied, her tone subdued. Bryson’s face fell, and he looked at her with concern. “What’s wrong?” He asked, his gaze darting between Kaylie and Sadie. "Did something happen at home or on your way here?"“Not at all,” Sadie responded. “She’s just worried the chairman will blame her because Gage didn’t come with us.” “Don’t worry, queen. Dad won’t be angry at you. He knows it’s impossible to convince Gage. He only wants you to try,” Bryson consoled, his voice soothing. “He won’t be harsh on you, trust me.”“Do you think I should just go back?
Kaylie emerged from her room, bleary-eyed from the early hour, and greeted Sadie with a warm “Good morning, ma.” Her smile faltered for a moment as she took in Sadie's polished appearance. Already dressed to impress, Sadie sparkled with elegance, the necklace and diamond bracelet she reserved for special occasions gleaming on her neck and wrist.As she arrived at the parlor, she painted a bright smile on her face. “You’re up early,” she remarked, her tone laced with surprise. “Where are you going early this morning?”Sadie’s gaze met Kaylie’s, her brow furrowed in confusion. “You’ve forgotten already?” “Of course not,” Kaylie's response was swift. “You think I’d forget something so significant? Today marks a long-overdue reckoning for Bryson.”Sadie let out a gentle sigh, her left hand resting over her heart. “I thought as much,” she said, her voice soft. “Your question seemed... uncertain.”“Okay, but you're all dressed up,” Kaylie observed, feigning curiosity. “Are you expecting s
Kaylie trudged into the room. As she reached the bed, she fell her bottom onto it with a soft sigh. “Oh, my,” she muttered. “Listening to that woman drone on about what I’m not doing is exhausting,”Her gaze drifted to Gage, who had only looked up from his phone when she entered. She shook her head, frustration etching on her face. “My mind was racing with anger. It’s a waste of my time.”Gage dimmed his phone screen and shrugged his left shoulder, his expression empathetic. “Sorry you had to go through that,” he said, his voice infused with understanding. A warm smile crept onto his lips as he tried to reassure her. “Don’t worry, it’ll all be over soon. It’s just a matter of time, right?”She nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yes.” She lifted her left hand, revealing a small pill vial. “Here.”His brow furrowed in curiosity. "What's that?" he asked.“Something Sadie gave me,” she replied flatly. “A sleeping pill she wants me to feed you tomorrow morning so you’ll be out unti
Kaylie slowly opened her eyes, lifting her head from the bed. She turned her head, catching Gage staring at her with a subtle smile. “What are you staring at?” she mumbled, her brow furrowed in a mixture of sleepiness and curiosity. She brushed her hand over her face, yawning, and crawled backward, resting her back against the bed header, her eyes never leaving Gage’s gentle smile.“Gage,” she whispered his name, but despite his gaze on her, he didn't respond, and his expression was unreadable. Her face scrunched up in concern as she observed him for a few seconds, wondering what was going through his mind. When he still didn't react, she raised her voice slightly, calling out to him again. “Gage.”Gage flinched. “Hun!” A tone fled his mouth. His eyes broadened, shocked. He was miles away, lost in thought, and her raised voice caught him unaware, leaving him stunned.She paused for a moment, allowing him to compose himself, before asking, “What are you thinking?”He stared downward a
“Ta-da, I'm ready!” Kaylie announced, striking a pose with her arms stretched out to the sides and a bright smile.Gage turned around, and his eyes widened in awe as he took in her transformed appearance. “This is... wow,” he stuttered, struggling to find the words to express his admiration.Kaylie had already dressed up, but Gage had asked her to change into something else because the original dress had been a gift from Bryson, and Gage wanted her to wear the one he had given her instead.“You like this?” She asked, still smiling.Gage slowly shook her head. “No…” he gave a simple response. A smile appeared on his face and he raised his voice, confessing, “I love it!”He swiftly steered to her front, gently taking her hand and turning her around to look at her backside as well. He gazed into her eyes, his face radiant with admiration. “You look stunning,” he complimented, his voice filled with sincerity. “We should get more dresses in this style. It suits you perfectly.”“Thank you.”
-The next day-As Sadie stepped out of her room, her eyes met Kaylie's, who was emerging from the kitchen. Sadie rushed over, grasping Kaylie's arms. “Good morning, dear,” she exclaimed, her face radiant with a warm smile. “You left the event yesterday informing no one, and we got back late last night, so I couldn’t speak with you. How was your night?”Kaylie nodded sympathetically. “I was still awake when you got back, ma, but couldn’t come out because Gage was still wide awake,” she explained. “He's still upset that I took Bryson’s side at the event yesterday, so I was doing my best to apologize and make amends.”“I completely understand your approach, and I must say, I’m impressed,” Sadie praised. “You're navigating this situation skillfully, knowing exactly when to take a step back. If you had openly supported Gage yesterday, the chairman would likely have turned on Bryson,”Sadie leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper. “He might even reconsider transferring Gage's share to Br
-Later in the evening-Kaylie entered the room with a plate of food cradled delicately in her hands as if it were a fragile treasure that might shatter at any moment. She approached the couch with measured steps and set the plate down on the table with precision.“What’s that?” Gage asked, taking his eyes off the book in his hand to look at her.“Your food. I doubt you’ve had anything since morning, so I prepared instant noodles,” she explained, beaming. “Wish I knew your favorite meal without asking. I would have surprised you with that.”“Isn’t preparing a bowl of noodles classified as babysitting?” He queried and before she could utter a word, he put the down beside him, adding, “my favorite meal is pounded yam with egusi, preferably with goat meat, but if not available, ponmo can take its place.”Kaylie scoffed, staring downward, but said nothing.“Mock me right to my face. You don’t need to hide it,” he said. He lifted his back from the bed header and shifted to the bed edge, befo
Kaylie entered the house in a slow stride, a look of concern etched on her face, and as she arrived in front of the room, Richard came out.He bent his neck. “Welcome, ma.” He greeted.Kaylie was too worried to respond to his greeting. Instead, she let out her worry. “How's he?” She asked. “Is he sleeping?”He nodded. “Yes,” he responded, and Kaylie instantly walked past him, but he stopped her. “He’s asked to be alone, and I think we should respect his wishes and let him have some quiet time.”Kaylie scoffed. “I appreciate your concern, but I think I can handle this. As his wife, let me take care of this.” She made a point and took another step forward, and as she laid her hand on the lever, his words stopped her again.“He said it was because of you.”She slowly turned around, her face furrowed, confused, and as her eyes landed on him, she asked, “What are you talking about?”Richard sighed. “I don't have all the details, but from what he told me, it sounds like he's really passionat
“Didn't I just say until we get home?” She said.He licked his lips and nodded. “Okay. Agreed,” He lengthened his hand, requesting, “can I have the wine, please?”“Yes. Of course.” She handed her the wine.He sipped it and stared at her from head to toe.“What's wrong?” She asked, but he said nothing. She checked herself to see if there was something on her body, but there was nothing, so she asked again. “What are you looking at?”He took his eyes off her. “Nothing,” he said. “Just want to say you look beautiful. I love how the dress looks on you.”“Finally. You admit it.” She said with the transparency of excitement.“Let's forget about it,” he let out. He stared away from her and sipped the wine again. “I just feel the need to say what's on my mind. Nothing more.”She nodded twice. “Okay.”“When is your birthday?” He asked.“Soon. next month. On the thirteen,” she responded instantly, as if she'd been waiting years for him to ask. “But why do you ask?”“Never mind,” he said, taking
“What’s the difference between here and the atrium?” Kaylie threw a question from behind, slowly taking her steps as she entered the atrium, lightly holding a glass of wine in her right hand.Gage glanced backward at her, and without saying a word, he escorted her with his eyes until she arrived before him.“You were angry because the host and your father lavished praise on Bryson, and left the hall all because you didn’t want to hear Bryson’s voice,” she let out, staring into his eyes. “Now, tell me. The hall is just a few steps away from here. Isn’t his voice reaching here?”“It does,” he answered in simplicity. He averted his gaze from her, staring at his front. “But I did the least I could. I can’t help hearing his voice since you insist I should say, but I’m not seeing his face,”“That’s the hardest to bear.”She shrugged, exhaling softly. She wore a smile and slightly bent her neck. “Anyway, thanks,” she appreciated.He gazed at her, and knowing what he would say, she instantly e