Well, that was embarrassing.Violet wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole.Shutting her eyes, she sank in embarrassment.Clyde didn't hear her moan, right? Urgh! Damnit!She was done for.How could she let his touch affect her so much?Why couldn't she get a hold of herself?Did she even have control over her body? She bit her lips, struggling to keep her heartbeat in check as the effect of his touch still lingered.Moments later, Violet was able to calm down.She opened her eyes, however, there was a storm in his eyes. Staring at her, Clyde's eyes darkened with desire, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He pressed forward and all the energy to push him away departed her. Her knees were the weakest, her entire body failing her at the moment.Honestly, Violet was afraid…This kind of effect the man had on her scared her to the core. When he leaned forward again, whispering in her ears, her insides melted immediately.“It's a servant from Grandpa's quarters,” Cly
Cora brought her baby some gifts.Folding her hands, Violet chortled. What trick was she up to this time? “Let me have a look,” She ordered the maid who followed her inside with the gift boxes. Violet opened them one after the other. There were a bunch of clothes inside one box, and the second box contained school materials.And then the third box contained all sorts of toys.“Wow, Ma’am Cora surely knows what the Little Young Miss needs!” The maid said in excitement. “I bet she loves her very much.”Love?Violet almost scoffed.She couldn't tell what Cora was up to this time, but she couldn't allow any shit to happen.“Dispose of them.” She pushed the gifts aside and ordered the maid, “Do that before Mimi sees them.”Because it would be hard to throw them away then as her baby might get tempted by the toys.“B- But, Young Miss-” The maid looked confused, stuttering as she packed the gifts together hesitantly. “What if it hurts Ma’am Cora's feelings? She's still here and she might
Not again! It had to be right this time.Violet cupped her palms together, her eyes shut as she muttered every word of prayer. Sitting in the Doctor's office, she tapped her feet rapidly on the floor, her nerves tingling with anxiousness.As if this was the purpose of her existence, every day she stood on tenterhooks. Violet was losing patience, and so was her husband, Clyde.Many times he tried to hide it, masking his worry with indifference. Yet, it was always evident in his demeanor whenever they spoke about having a baby. “If you were a researcher, Mrs. Crawford, I bet you'd endure decades for a single breakthrough.”The Doctor's words jolted her out of her thoughts. Violet stiffened, her heart skipping a beat, anticipation and nervousness filling up her chest. “W- What do you mean?” Her voice came out as a soft whisper as she rose to her feet, studying the middle-aged man's expression. But the Doctor was all smiles. Violet had never seen him so happy.“Mrs. Crawford, con
Birth control pills?Violet leaned against the door, her heart breaking into pieces.What was happening?Was her mind tricking her, making her imagine her husband's voice? Clyde would never-The shock froze her, and she stood rooted on the same spot, her ears picking up the rest of their conversation.“Quit joking, Clyde…” Cora said, her voice playful. “You and Violet are married. Why would you want a baby with me?”“Marrying Violet wasn't my choice,” Clyde grunted as if merely mentioning her name disgusted him. “If she hadn't interfered, you'd be Mrs. Crawford instead of her.”“Clyde, but your family likes Violet.”“That’s because she fooled my grandfather!” Clyde's voice turned darker. “She’s a gold digger. I'm only waiting for the perfect opportunity to chase her out!”Each word sliced through Violet's heart. Her shoulders trembled and her tears flowed like a dam. How funny. Clyde never loved her!How did he conceal this hate so perfectly?A gold-digger.He was the one who took
…In The Evening.Clyde returned to the Villa, the stillness in the atmosphere unsettling.Violet would normally receive him at the door.Where was she? For the first time in three years, the doorway was empty, the doors shut in fact. Strange!Clyde knocked, and a maid opened the doors instead. “Welcome home, Mr. Crawford.”Clyde wasn't listening to her greeting, his gaze traveling into the empty living room. Violet wasn't there. He walked past the maid, who scurried after him, her eyes darting around rapidly. “Mr. Crawford…” She stopped him, lowering her voice to a whisper. “Actually, we've run out of birth control pills. There's none to put inside Mrs. Crawford's dinner for tonight.”Violet's absence was more disturbing than the finished pills. Clyde frowned. “Where's she?”“Mrs. Crawford might be sleeping upstairs.” The maid scratched her head as if unsure of her own words. “She complained of a stomach ache in the morning.”Stomach ache?Violet rarely got sick!That was impo
…Five Years Later.Sitting on a balcony across from the vast ocean, the gentle morning wind breezed past, dancing with her hair. The same as time, the wind blew effortlessly and fast, leaving one wondering about the rapid progression of events. Surely, a single incident could sway one's destiny, forging a new path towards either happiness or hell. Which path was she headed to?“Ouch!” Violet winced, the sudden sharp pain from her finger snapping her out of her thoughts. Freya had accidentally clipped her nail deep, or maybe it wasn't by accident.Freya didn't look a bit apologetic even as she whispered, “Sorry,” with a playful wink. “Careful.” Throwing her an offensive look, Violet blew on the spot. She studied her fingernails, appreciating the perfection.Freya didn't have to go all out. It would have been a simple painting, and she would be contented.“Relax, Vi.” Freya smiled, studying her face. “Getting engaged is only the beginning of everlasting happiness. True happiness
Violet stilled, her heartbeat pausing for a second.As if an iced water had been poured over her, she shuddered. The same reaction over and over again. She'd always experience this shock, then dread whenever her daughter announced such a statement.The echoes of Mimi's tiny shoes on the floor jolted Violet to the present. Eyes shining happily like a million stars, Mimi jumped onto her lap and stared at her eagerly. “Mummy, believe me this time. I found my true Daddy!”In her little voice was a firm resolve that sent Violet's heart racing. Sigh!Why was she apprehensive when her daughter was always fond of this little drama?“What are you saying, Mimi?” Asher reached forward to pat her hair. “Your Daddy's right here…” He pointed towards himself. “... Me.” “Hold it, Uncle Asher.” Folding her chubby arms across her chest, Mimi gave him a pointed look. “If you were my Daddy, you'd have red hair.”Asher touched his hair. “Well, you don't have red hair either.”“That's the point.” Mimi
With Clyde, that happily ever after was never possible.The man who never wanted a child with her,How would he react when he found out about her daughter? What would Violet's life be like?What would Mimi's future look like? She couldn't burst her daughter's bubble, but maybe it was high time Violet told her the true nature of her father.Mimi rejected other men, saying her Daddy was better. Should Violet tell her that her father was the worst man on earth?That would be too brutal for a little girl's ears. But with each day that passed by, Mimi's resolve to find her real Daddy grew stronger.Her eagerness was even turning into a wild imagination that scared Violet. Because some times, those imaginations fit Clyde's description perfectly just like moments ago. The Next Morning.Violet woke up on the king-sized bed to find her daughter gone. She could recall Mimi whispering late in the night that she would resume the search for her Daddy this morning.Letting out a helpless sig
Cora brought her baby some gifts.Folding her hands, Violet chortled. What trick was she up to this time? “Let me have a look,” She ordered the maid who followed her inside with the gift boxes. Violet opened them one after the other. There were a bunch of clothes inside one box, and the second box contained school materials.And then the third box contained all sorts of toys.“Wow, Ma’am Cora surely knows what the Little Young Miss needs!” The maid said in excitement. “I bet she loves her very much.”Love?Violet almost scoffed.She couldn't tell what Cora was up to this time, but she couldn't allow any shit to happen.“Dispose of them.” She pushed the gifts aside and ordered the maid, “Do that before Mimi sees them.”Because it would be hard to throw them away then as her baby might get tempted by the toys.“B- But, Young Miss-” The maid looked confused, stuttering as she packed the gifts together hesitantly. “What if it hurts Ma’am Cora's feelings? She's still here and she might
Well, that was embarrassing.Violet wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole.Shutting her eyes, she sank in embarrassment.Clyde didn't hear her moan, right? Urgh! Damnit!She was done for.How could she let his touch affect her so much?Why couldn't she get a hold of herself?Did she even have control over her body? She bit her lips, struggling to keep her heartbeat in check as the effect of his touch still lingered.Moments later, Violet was able to calm down.She opened her eyes, however, there was a storm in his eyes. Staring at her, Clyde's eyes darkened with desire, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He pressed forward and all the energy to push him away departed her. Her knees were the weakest, her entire body failing her at the moment.Honestly, Violet was afraid…This kind of effect the man had on her scared her to the core. When he leaned forward again, whispering in her ears, her insides melted immediately.“It's a servant from Grandpa's quarters,” Cly
Grandpa wanted to send her baby away? Violet's heart skipped a beat. That was too sudden. Sending Mimi to a children's boarding school abroad literally meant taking her away from her.No!Violet couldn't let that happen. “You can't believe it, but when she was with me yesterday, I found out my great-granddaughter has an extraordinary talent unlike other kids,” Grandpa Luke went on. “Remember you attended a similar school, Grandson. Imagine if my great-granddaughter grows up to be as astounding as you are.”Violet walked into the area, listening quietly.She sat on the chair beside Clyde as she greeted the old man good morning.“Ha! You're finally here, Violet!” Grandpa Luke chuckled. “I wanted to see you since yesterday, but you and this silly boy were occupied by something else, right?”The knowing look Grandpa Luke gave her made her uncomfortable.Honestly, did anything happen between her and Clyde?She glanced toward the man. However, Clyde quickly looked away.That was fishy.
…Violet woke up with a splitting headache the next morning. Her eyelids felt heavy.Her whole body was sore, a numbing feeling spreading across her chest.What happened to her? Where was she?How did she end up here?Looking around the bedroom, she frowned in confusion.The more she struggled to recall, the more her headache increased. The room looked familiar though. Was she inside the mansion?Where was Freya?And her baby… wait a minute.Violet gasped as it all began coming back. The last time she saw Mimi was at a similar time. Was it yesterday?No way!Yesterday, she and Freya met Asher. Then they visited a restaurant, and then a mall before proceeding to the bar-No!Violet gasped, wrapping both arms around her. Strange how she couldn't recall all that happened after that.“Good morning, Young Miss…” A knock came from the door and the maid stepped inside, holding a tray with a bowl and some dishes on it. “Oh, you're finally awake.” The maid smiled. “The Young Master orde
She stared at him, her arms wrapped around his neck. Waiting for her to push him away or put up a fight, imagine his surprise when she slowly nodded.Clyde sighed in relief.He stepped inside the bathroom with her, a crazy idea cooking up.What if he got her drunk every day so she could always be this obedient?Well, that would be silly. Clyde turned up the water in the bathtub, making sure it was the right temperature. He dropped her favorite fragrant shower soap in it, letting it stir until bubbles formed.And then he carefully dropped her in the tub. Violet shivered before adjusting to the temperature.Closing her eyes, she let out a soft moan. Clyde was about to head to the shower, but she pulled him back. “Won't you give me a bath anymore?”No!He changed his mind just a second after hearing her moan.Clyde had underestimated himself. He'd thought he could observe self-control,Well, he'd rather save his life before she ended it in the morning. “Wash up.” He gave her the soa
Their bodies swayed and they were literally falling on each other.After the taxi driver helped them out of the car, he hurried to the driver's seat and zoomed off.Clyde couldn't take his eyes off the ladies as they felt very familiar. When the streetlight flashed on their faces his intuition became right.Where the hell were they coming from?“Speak about luck!” Harry smiled. “Isn't that your brave wife, Buddy?”Clyde hurried in the direction before they could think about crossing the street. They didn't look alright as they swayed back and forth. What happened to them, especially Violet, who seemed as if she was dozing off in Freya's arms? “Hey, that's my heartless husband.” She rubbed her eyes and squinted them at him. One arm spread across her friend's shoulders, she staggered forward and tumbled into his arms. Clyde caught her quickly, his heart racing. “Violet…” he patted her cheeks. “Why do you look like this?”“Huh? Like what?” She hiccuped. A deep stench of wine hit h
They jumped off the fence!Clyde was about to pick up his tablet when that word halted him.He glanced at the guy.Harry didn't seem to be pulling his legs.So Violet escaped.She was going to return, right?She wasn't gonna back out of her promise.Why the hell did she jump off the fence when the gates were wide enough for twenty more persons like her to pass through?What if she never came back?Well, Violet would never leave Mimi behind,But!“Your wife is quite interesting.” Harry continued, unaware of the turmoil in his heart. “She made such a dramatic entrance last night. If I knew she was so enterprising, I wouldn't have wasted those many years outside the country. Ah, I wonder how fun your wedding was.”His wedding wasn't any fun. Violet preferred it low-key.Except for the family members and close business allies, not even the media was invited.The Violet from five years ago was a completely different character from the current Violet.His wife wouldn't skip from a single s
…At The Crawford Mansion. It had been hours already. She didn't even show up for lunch.Was she still mad at him? Where was she?As Clyde sat on a couch inside the study room with a tablet in his hands, he would glance at his wristwatch now and then. He'd considered giving Violet some space for her anger to go away,But now, he was beginning to worry.He hadn't seen her again ever since she left the room in the morning.She wouldn't go to his parents’ quarters either.Was she with Grandpa Luke?Unable to pay attention to the article he was reading, Clyde dropped the tablet.He couldn't give in to her request.She had a valid reason for demanding they move to the Villa,But Clyde wouldn't take any chances.His grandfather was extremely pleased that he'd decided to live here with his family.If he suddenly moved out, wouldn't it anger the old man?Besides, there was a high chance that his grandfather wouldn't agree.His parents wouldn't agree either, especially his mother who demand
No way!Did she step into a thorn?Did Freya fall into a drainage, or was the fence so high from the ground that she broke her leg?Those negative thoughts bombarded Violet's senses at once. She trembled in one spot, lost at what to do.She couldn't just stand here though. Freya's screams would have alerted the bodyguards who were probably on their way right now. So she quickly climbed onto the fence to check out what was happening. The fence wasn't too high from the ground. Her best friend didn't break her leg either. She just happened to jump when someone was passing by. It was too late for Violet to hide because that person had seen her too. “Urgh, Vi! I told you to wait!” Freya sighed. “I heard you scream.” Violet jumped down anyway. She stared at the intruder who looked at her, and then Freya.His smile was so charming. He almost seemed familiar.“Well, he won't be our problem.” Freya shrugged and grabbed the guy's collar. “Hey, flower boy, don't tell anyone you saw us,