“Congratulations, you're pregnant.”
Emily stared blankly at the doctor, wondering if she had heard right. “What?” “You're pregnant.” The doctor reiterated with a smile. A ball of joy went off in her heart. “Oh my God!! I'm pregnant..are you sure? Is this for real?” The doctor handed over the test results to her. “I'm sure. You're pregnant, Mrs Sterling.” She received the paper with trembling hands. It was right there. Her eyes went over the positive remark a million times. It didn't change. Emily jumped to her feet. “Oh my God!! I can't believe this, I'm really pregnant.” She could feel her tears of joy threatening to spill. The doctor only grinned at the excited woman. “I have to tell my husband. Thank you so much.” She was almost jumping as she left the Doctor's office. At once, she dug out her phone from her purse and dialed her husband's number. It rang while she drummed her nails against her thighs with impatience. One ring,two ,three and no answer. “C'mon Wesley. Pick up” she muttered loudly. Eager to deliver the good news, she called again. Still no answer. Emily sighed and scrolled through to another number. The other end picked up on the second ring. “Hello,Wesley Sterling's office. How can I help you?” a female voice rattled out. “Jamie, it's me,Emily.” “Mrs Sterling.” the woman answered in recognition. “Yes, Is Wesley in?” “No, Mr Sterling went home an hour ago.” Emily was surprised but it quickly turned to another wave of excitement. The universe was aligning for her. It would be so much better to tell him the news in person. “Alright.Thank you, Jamie” she said swiftly before hanging up. It took a lot of self-control not to straight-up run towards the parking lot. However, she managed to walk, grinning from ear to ear and not caring if people thought she was crazy. As soon as Emily was in the safety of her car, she let out an excited scream. It had been four years since she had married Wesley straight out of college. They had just celebrated their marriage anniversary a week ago and it was perfect. Wesley had gone all out with the fancy dinner and expensive bracelet. He was the perfect husband and he was about to become the perfect father. She felt giddy. Her pregnancy was going to be the best anniversary present ever. Emily smiled even more as she came across different billboards with Wesley's handsome face. In bold letters, the words became replaying: “FIVE DAYS TO THE RELEASE OF “MURDER ON THE BLOCK”.” “WATCH OUT FOR BESTSELLING AUTHOR,WESLEY- STERLING'S NEW BOOK.” The book wasn't even released yet but it had become the biggest sensation in the book community. Fans were itching with eagerness and even the editors had predicted it was going to be his biggest book ever. Emily felt a proud mama bear moment. No one except her and Wesley knew she was the brain behind all his books. Years ago, they had both met during their freshman year of college and became friends because of their shared love of books. Emily wanted to become a famous writer one day and so did Wesley. It didn't take long to realize they shared so much in common and most of their future dreams aligned. Before their second year, they were joined at the hip. By the time he asked her to be his girlfriend,it was no surprise that she said yes. Wesley submitted his first big manuscript during their final year. They both thought it was going to be a big hit but were surprised when it was sent back with horrible criticisms. Wesley took the fall hard and was almost drained of all his ambitions. He stopped writing and it broke her heart to see him so broken. Without his knowledge, she submitted her manuscript in his name. It was accepted. The contract money changed their lives forever. That same semester, Wesley proposed to her and they bought their first house. Over the years,they continued the arrangement of her being his ghost writer and every single one of his books were a hit. They had money,a nice house and a very good life. Except when his mother would frequently pop in to ask when she would give her grandkids. Jane had always been a thorn in her flesh. Since Wesley was her only child, all she wanted were grandchildren that would carry on the family name. Emily chuckled. Finally, the Good Lord had answered her prayers. She couldn't wait to see the look on Jane's face when she broke the news. The thought of her mother-in-law gave Emily a brilliant idea. She pulled over the car to the side of the road and picked up her phone. She giggled as she typed the message. “Please come over to the house, I have a very important announcement to make. Love you.” She forwarded the message to her whole family including Jane. Her heart leapt for joy when she saw Wesley's car parked outside the house. She quickly killed her engine and ran inside, ready to spill the news. He wasn't in the living room or the kitchen. She jogged up the stairs towards their bedroom. Emily was about to yell out his name when a sound made her stop in her tracks. Just when she thought she had imagined things, she heard it again. Her legs felt wobbly and her whole body seemed like it was about to shut down. With each step she took, the intimate sounds got louder. “No” she whispered to herself in disbelief. A sense of dread fell over her. She had to be imagining things. Wesley would never betray her. But as Emily came to a stop in front of her bedroom door,she knew the truth was staring her in the face. Engulfed by rage, she burst the door open,only to come face-to-face with a horror scene. Her husband was in bed with no other person than her sister…Emily felt paralyzed. She blinked repeatedly at the sight before her,wishing it was all a figment of her imagination. It wasn't. “Sophie” She managed to whisper. Her sister stared back at her with no remorse or shame. None of the cheaters looked shocked to have been discovered. Emily's mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts, trying to process everything. Never in a million did she imagine that Wesley could cheat on her and with no other person than her blood sister. She felt her heart ache from the betrayal. “How….how could you?” She mumbled,the words feeling heavy in her mouth. “Ermm….Emily,would you excuse us?We need to get dressed.” Wesley blurted out. Emily felt her mouth drop open in another wave of shock. “What?” Wesley repeated himself “Emily, don't make this harder than it needs to be. Go downstairs,we'll come meet you after dressing up.” Emily couldn't believe her ears. She caught them in bed and that was all he had to say. “Emily, please go down
“You're awake.” A strange man in white muttered to Emily with a smile. Emily frowned, wondering he was and where she was. As her vision and sense of environment became clearer, she realized she was in the hospital and the strange man was a doctor. She tried to sit up but was stopped by the doctor. “Please, you need all the rest you can get.” She frowned, looking around her and taking in the IV drip that was connected to her veins. Her memory was hazy. She sought answers from the doctor. “What happened?” “You were involved in an accident Miss. You've been unconscious for three days.” The memories came flooding back. She remembered walking in on her sister and husband. She remembered her parents disowning her and her running away before she was blinded by the car lights. Emily felt a chill down her spine as she recalled the painful accident. “I've been unconscious for three days?” “Yes,” the doctor replied,looking uncomfortable. Emily wondered. It took
Emily stared at the unknown number, wondering who the caller was. After a few minutes of hesitation, she picked up the call. “Hello,” a female voice came from the other end. Emily thought it sounded familiar as she said back an “Hello” “Is this Emily?” the voice asked. “Yes,” She answered, still wondering who her mysterious caller was. At once,the female voice that was filled with hesitation turned into a loud excited voice. “Oh my God!! Emily,it's me, Ava.” Recognition hit her at once. It really was Ava, her good friend from college who had traveled outside the country. “Ava” she whispered back in surprise. “Yes, it's me. I just flew back in yesterday. I've missed you so much. Where are you? How have you been? We have a lot of catching up to do.” Emily didn't know what to reply to the barrage of questions. How was she? With everything that had happened to her over the past few days,she didn't know how to respond to that. “I'm…Errm….I think I'm
Hasting Publishing house was one of the most successful companies in the world, known to publish only the best of the best. It had become a running joke in the book community that once they saw Hasting as the publishing house, they were immediately buying the book without knowing the name of the book or author. Many said the best thing about the company was the handsome bachelor billionaire who owned it. He was every woman's dream and even had many fan pages dedicated to him. Despite many women throwing themselves at him, Alexander remained single for unknown reasons. His rude and cold attitude was no secret to all but it didn't stop the ladies from fawning over him. Alex Hasting stepped out of the car into his company with his assistant right on his heels. He ignored all the unfortunate employees that respectfully greeted him and made his way to his private elevator. “Have you found her?” he asked his assistant, as soon as the doors close
Emily's eyes widened at the time on her phone. She quickly threw the sheets aside and jumped out of bed. She dashed straight for the bathroom, not believing she had overslept on her first day of work. She dialed Ava's number before grabbing the toothbrush. Ava picked up on the first ring. “Ava, please promise you didn't leave without me.” Emily said in a panicked tone. Ava chuckled. “Relax Cupcake, I couldn't bring myself to wake you up. You looked so peaceful in your sleep.” Emily paused the hard scrubs against her teeth. “Ava!! It's my first day at work. How can I be so late? I could get fired.” She could already imagine Ava rolling her eyes. “Ummh, did you wake up with partial amnesia? I'm your boss, who's gonna fire you?” Ava didn't give her the chance to utter a word before adding, “Just take your time and get to work when you can. I left you some cash for a cab-fare on the kitchen counter. Gotta go, Love you.” Without giving Emily the time to protes
“Such a jerk!!” Ava murmured with a scoff. Emily could do nothing but bite her lips in guilt. She had conveniently omitted the identity of the arrogant traffic man during her narration. Unaware of her brother's involvement, Ava continued. “He's lucky it wasn't me. I would have yelled back and showed his arrogant ass how bad a road rage can be.” Emily swallowed hard in guilt. She wondered how her friend would react if she knew her pompous brother was the asshole. “I'm just glad I'm finally here.” She said, hoping it would put an end to the conversation. It worked. Ava's brows dramatically tweaked up, “Ready for your first day huh?” she asked with a wide grin. Emily took in a shaky breath. “Yeah” Ava had her assistant take Emily to her new office. The open office had low-walled glass cubicles that demarcated working spaces. She scanned the faces who were all glued to her figure while the assistant made the introduction. It was brief
“Good evening Miss Byrce, I'm Branson Clark.” Emily took a step back while scanning the stranger before her with great alarm. He noticed her uneasiness right away and offered a slight smile. “I'm sorry for just barging on you. Like I said, I'm Brason Clark and I'm a lawyer.” He pulled out his business card and ID, stretching to her for confirmation. Emily's eyes scanned both cards, yet it did little to settle the uneasiness or questions in her mind. “I represent the man who was involved in your accident.” Before she could muster up a reaction, he quickly added. “Can we sit and discuss? There's a coffee shop round the corner.” The way he spoke and gazed at her made her feel he expected her to not object.Emily took in the short man again. His confident gaze, well-tailored suit and expensive Rolex gave away his high-end lawyer identity. A part of her wanted to walk away but the curious cat in her won the battle. Branson dove into business as soon as they
“She What?” Alex thundered at Chris. It was the same reaction Chris had anticipated which was why he took his sweet time in relaying the news. “She declined the settlement.” he reiterated. Alex's face crumbled into a deeper frown. “How much did you offer her?” he asked, not believing the greed of this woman. “It was a blank check.” For the first ever, Chris watched an expression other than a frown fall on his boss’s face. Alex was genuinely surprised. “Why?” the word slipped out before he realized it.. “She said she wants the whole matter to be forgotten and left in the past.” The answer only left him feeling more intrigued. From what Ava had told him, he knew she was freshly divorced and living with Ava. Why would someone so broke decline a life changing offer? His suspicion about Emily increased. “Did you dig into her background?” An alarm bell went off in Chris’ head. “No,” Alex shot him a dirty glare. “I want every inch of her background
~EMILY~“Wooh! Happy birthday bitch” Ava yelled above the deafening music.She screeched in excitement as the popped champagne cascaded down.While the server poured us our glasses, she wrapped her hands around me and violently gave me a shake. “Isn’t this so fun?” I couldn’t agree less. From the ear wrenching music to the crowd of people, this was hardly my idea of fun. But staring at her adorable large blue eyes, I found myself saying “yeah” while fake nodding to the music. She chuckled, “You’re a terrible liar.”I laughed, “Alright, alright. You got me.” Also wrapping my hand around her, I said “But lucky for you, I’m so in love with you that I can endure a few gruesome hours of deafening sounds.”She giggled, pinched my cheeks “I love you too, my bumble bee” finishing it off with a kiss on my lips.Ezra whistled, “Geez, save it for when you’re drunk.” he added with a grin just as the server passed us our glasses.“Gross” Alex said his first word of the night with his usual
Emily's POV“Emily Byrce, you're needed in Mr Hasting’s office. Now.” A cold shudder engulfed me, causing me to freeze with the telephone still on my ear, even as the other line went dead. My legs felt heavy as I tried to drag them from my desk. Numerous thoughts egged my mind. Was he going to fire me? What would he do? The questions replayed in my head till I found myself standing before his secretary. The young lady placed the telephone on her ear while silently tapping her polished desk. I could tell Alex had picked up when her body suddenly went tense. “Mr Hasting, Emily Byrce is here.” Her tone was calm and careful. The next second she put down the phone and returned her stare to me. “You can go in.” she murmured with a pitiful gaze. It sounded like an invitation to hell and for one minute, I considered running in the opposite direction. Yet my wobbly legs took me to the door of his office. With great hesitation, I made a tap that sounded as silent as a
The room was in silence for a minute before the commotion ensued again. “M..Mr Hasting. Yo…you can't just buy the restaurant.” The manager let out a nervous laugh. “It's not something that can be….” His words trailed off when Alex’s cold gaze met him. “I..I’ll..I” the manager was at a loss. His eyes flickered from Alex to Jace, unsure of what to do. Chris was already gone, already making calls to whoever. Jace scoffed, “I’m going to finish my evening with my date, so I suggest you take this elsewhere.” Sensing things were about to escalate, I jumped to my feet. Jace's eyes took in my sudden movements with a hint of confusion. I reached for his arm, “It's okay Jace, we can leave.” “W…” he tried to protest but I cut him off. “It's not worth it.” His gaze softened and his whole body seemed to relax. “Alright, let's go.”he said with a subtle nod. He gently grabbed my hand and led the way. All eyes were on us in a perfect silence yet I seemed to feel
Emily's POV“Who’s got you all red like a tomato?” Ava asked from nowhere.. Startled, I jerked and immediately kept my phone face down.“No one.” I answered, a little too hurried. She chuckled. “Really?” Her eyebrows rose dramatically and lips held a mocking smirk. Giving in, I let out a sigh “Fine, it's Jace.” She smiled in triumph. “Jace…Our hero guy?” “Yup” “Do you like him?”she asked with a teasing smile. Before I could respond, she immediately added, “Of course you do. Look at you, you're all red. You should go out with him.Has he asked you out yet.” Trust Ava to say so many things at once! “No, I don't like him.” She gave me a glare “Alright, maybe a little.” Her face settled into satisfaction. “And yes, he's asked me out. Quite a number of times to be frank. I said no.” She spat out the drink she was sipping. “Say what?” When I didn't respond quickly enough, she added, “Why?” I wasn't sure of the answer myself. Shrugging, I said
Panic drenched over her like a bucket of cold water. Holding her bump with the utmost care, she whispered “My baby.” Her heart hammered loudly against her chest while her mind ran wild with different thoughts. With slow steps, she walked to the couch and sat down, still trembling with fear. She began to call Wesley again. It went straight to voicemail— a few more rings and it ceased to connect. She took the phone from her ear and stared at the screen with surprise. He blocked her! Knowing time was of the essence, she moved to the next available person–Jane. After two missed calls, Jane's grumbling voice echoed through the phone. “What?” Sophie took in a breath of relief. “Thank God, Jane! Something’s happened. Wesley hasn't come home and…” She was hastily cut off by Jane. “You called me in the middle of the night because Wesley's not home?” “It’s the mi…” she tried to speak but was shut down again.. “What is wrong with you, Sophie? And so what, if Wes
For the upteempth time, Wesley Sterling shredded another set of papers. He groaned in frustration, staring at his chaotic desk. The open google docs page on his laptop screen glared back at him. For hours, he had written and backspaced till the screen remained blank. Thinking the natural feeling of a paper and pen would spark his creativity, he had abandoned the laptop. The ruined pieces of papers proved otherwise. He was Stuck! Frustrated, he jumped out of his chair and paced around the room. He was running out of time and everything was at stake– his career, reputation and more. He needed a manuscript at whatever cost. Without a second thought, he dashed for his phone. His hands shook with nervousness while the other end rang repeatedly until a voice boomed through. “Wesley Sterling, the writing genius.” the masculine voice said with a hearty laughter. Wesley cringed at the title he used to revel in. “Hey Jeff, how are you doing?”he spoke in the most cheerf
“It's now Emily Byrce.” I said, returning her smile. My old professor’s smile widened. “You look good, Emily.” She packed up her stuff, “Come, let's go talk in my office.” “What about…?” My eyes trailed to the crowd of students who were still surrounding the silhouette of a man. She waved me off “Oh, he'll find his way to my office. He’s an old student.” We began to walk out of the lecture hall. “I always thought you deserved better than the Sterling boy.” She chuckled “ Heck, I don't know how he became a famous writer and not you.” I smiled bitterly, “I did that.” But the words never made it out of me. She gave me a glance as we walked. “Frankly, I was disappointed you didn't pursue a career in writing. You were always an excellent writer.” “Well, you’ll be pleased to know I've recently begun a career in writing.” I said , just as we stepped into her office. Elizabeth spun around to face me with an excited look. “Really?” “Yes, I'm an editor at Hasting
Emily's Pov“Emily” I took a step away from him, clutching my startled chest. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked with a mix of anger and a rising sense of alarm. He moved closer, till I could clearly see his disgusted face. “Why are you dressed like a whore?” He continued, “Is this what you wanted? To hop from one bar to the next and let men ogle at you.” I scoffed, “Last time I checked, what I do with my life is none of your business. Now, excuse me.” I tried to walk away but he grabbed my arm. “I'm not done talking.” My patience was at its limit. “Let go of me. Now!!” He released my grip, only to block my way again. “I need your help.” “In what world do you think I would actually help you. Get out of my way, Wesley.” Ignoring my words, he said “Write a book for me.” For a minute I was silent, processing the sheer audacity of the man before me. Then I burst into a round of laughter. “Are you crazy?” His face darkened. “Name y
Emily's PovI fiddled with the short dress in hopes that it would cover more of my exposed thighs. Ava–the genesis of my predicament–laughed at my futile attempts. She grabbed my hands. “Let it go Em, you look hot.” “Who knows, you might also snag a hottie tonight.” She added with a wink. Before I could respond, she was already dragging me into the fully packed bar. Geez! I didn't know that so many people came to bars. And it was damn loud. Not from music but from half drunk people talking over one another. Ava giddly navigated our way to the barman. Just when I wondered what to do about the filled up seats, Ava released my hand and suddenly tapped two young men. “Excuse me boys, would you be willing to give up your seats for me and my cute friend.” she spoke with a soft voice, batting her lashes. “What the hell is she thinking?” I screamed inside of me. Their eyes went from her to me. I felt my cheeks lit up in embarrassment. “I promise to buy you fine