Tam has not left me alone since what happened between me and Charles in the office yesterday. Funny how we both called in sick at the same time. But no one could say anything or query either of us since we were literally the bosses. My appetite was gone. I've not been able to stomach anything. Even if I tried, it all came back up and I'd vomit everything back. I can't fathom what he was trying to do yesterday. Rile me up unnecessarily and make me relive the pain of what had happened to me in the past? Make me remember the fact that his mother almost killed me and my child? Or the one where he had left me for another woman saying he played with me? When Tam went to sleep yesterday, I went to my drawer and pulled out the letter he wrote to me. His last words to me all of those years ago. The ring he gave me was still with me. I don't know why I couldn't find it in myself to throw all of those things away. I've tried so many times not to go back to them, but I still do it. I read th
“What are you doing here?” I spoke up before I thought too much. We might as well get this over with and he left. Tam was beside me, her hands folded together. She looked very intimidating right now and I would not want to be on the receiving end of her glare right now. Her height and all if that gave her more edge. Made her look like a bodyguard who was protecting her clent. “We need to talk.” Was all he replied to me with. I was expecting that he'd come sooner or later to talk. But not this soon. Since I had told him to ask his mother about what had happened between us in the past. Maybe he told him what happened? Or he knew all along and just decided to play fool. There was something in the way he spoke that made me look at him very well now. He looked haggard. Not in his clean cut whatever he had worn yesterday. He looked like he did not get a wink of sleep and his eyes were red. Not like I cared but it was just hard to pass by. “There is nothing to talk about, Mr Emmett. I a
She was gone. And panicking big time. I felt like I should do something. Anything. But I could not bring myself to. I was only looking at her. And I did not like what I saw at all. She was white as sheet. She looked like she'd pass out. She was nothing like the woman I saw the other time who I felt would bite my head off if I made the wrong move. The woman that would have my head if I did but mistake say the wrong words. She was like a shell if herself right now. She looked like she was scared of me. She was visibly shaking. And the only thought that could go through my head right now is that she was scared. Of me. Or maybe of the fact of what I might do if things went South. Maybe she thinks I'm here to take her. I was. The plan before was to take the issue to court and take custody of my child back and probably blame her for keeping the fact that our child did not die then away from me. But then after I learnt about what my mother did to her, I could not even bring myself to
I was fuming. I was angry. At everything. At what he was saying and the fact that he wanted to talk. I didn't want to give him the time of the day at all but at this point, with the way he was acting clueless like he did not understand what I was saying at all, I really wanted to listen to whatever he had to say. “What? Do you have any other things to add to what I just said? Or maybe there is another surprise I do not know about.” I said to him sarcastically. He did not look angry in the slightest. His expression was just blank. He's been doing a lot of blank expressions recently. Looking at him now, he looked kind of unkempt. In the sense that his hair was disheveled, there were stubbles on his jaw which made it clear that he had not shaved for a few days now. He looked like he had not slept at all which made his eyes look unclear. “Can you hear me out?” “If I had the chance, I would not even be standing in the same space as you right now. Say whatever you think you have to say
By the time I had entered the house, it was not any better. Tam had decided to let herself in. And Kayden was there. The duo were literally at each other's throats. The shouts and the insults. I cringed when I heard what was actually happening between the duo. It was obvious it was about me. I don't know who let him in. And with the way Tam had threatened Charles the other day at the office, he would not see it down. His voice was as calm as ever talking to her, you'd definitely know that he was friends with Charles. He was as calm as ever. Tam was the hot headed one. She was almost shouting his head down. And the issue was obviously because of me. She wanted them to leave me alone and stay away from me. I wanted that too. “Tam.” I groaned out as soon as I entered the house back. She did not notice that I just got in. So I might just make my presence known for her. She left quietly then looked in my direction. .The same thing happened with Kayden. He looked the same way he did al
“What are we going to do now?” She asked after a few seconds of pouring my heart out to her. And what Charles had said. I shook my head in reply. Trying to tell her that had no idea what would happen next. Which was true. I only had the idea and the only thing that was in my head right now was the fact that he was going to take her away from me. I still find what he said to me hard to believe. It was so hard to believe that he had nothing to do with what happened to me and that he was not the one that did all of those things. Tam saying that we could get the best lawyers if he took the case to court did not do anything to calm me down. I knew the kind of man Charles was. He had connections and if that was what he wanted, he would definitely make sure that we lose the case and we would not be able to do anything about it. “We will get through this girl. I'll make sure he does not do anything to hurt you or your child.” She said, I knew she was trying to reassure me but it was not s
If I thought I got rid of him after that night, I lied. Deep down in my mind, I knew that it would not be easy to get rid of him. I mean, he was him. After two days, he did not say anything to reach out to me or make any signs. So I thought he took what I said with seriousness and decided not to reach out to me and stay away from my child and I. Little did I know, I thought humorously as I settled in the chair in my office properly and looked outside the door that my secretary just walked out of. He just told me not that he was outside and waiting to see me. Which was definitely not like him. The Charles I knew would literally have barged in by himself not minding the fact that there's a set down rule. Not like he cared about anything like that. And me being me, I told him to let him in. The more reasonable part of me told me to turn him away but I knew this conversation would happen sooner or later. So it's better to get it over and done with. After a few seconds of anticipating
“It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr Edwards.” I stretched out my hand for a handshake in which the man in front of me grabbed and shook gently. “Thank you. I have high hopes. And I hope you do not disappoint.” He said firmly but in a kind way. It would be obvious to a blind person that the man was attracted to me. Ever since he walked into the conference room, the way he looked at me and how he listened to everything that I said word for word. Every move I made was under his scrutinizing gaze and I could say that made me feel a little uneasy. To be honest, he was not a bad looking man. Any lady would find him attractive and fall at his feet. But the part where I beat myself up for was the fact that I found myself comparing him to Charles. I hated myself for that. I should behave like every normal female in this room right now. One could tell from the dreamy look they had on their faces that they would do anything that he wanted them to do. He was every woman's dream man.
GwenI should stop this. This is not okay at all. I should not indulge in it. I should make him pay for doing this to me. He had no right whatsoever to touch me this way or make me feel the things that he was making me feel. This was all wrong. I should not feel horny because my ex-fiancee was touching me all over, and I was allowing him to. I indulged him. This is not me. Not at all.The fact that I was the strong one that did not allow any man to touch me for all these years does not mean that I did not have any self-respect or that I didn't have needs. I was not attracted to other men mainly. But there were some other nights where my feelings got the best of me and I touched myself thinking of him. It has only been him for me. No other man. Still, it doesn't make any sense that I succumb like this. “Stop, this Charles. Let go of me.” I said with all of the strength I had and pushed his head away from my boobs. My hands were on either side of his head, and I was about to remove
GwenThe pressure in front of my head was building, and I knew I had to stop working, or I'd pass out, or something worse would happen. I looked around through the windows and no one was in their cubicle any longer. It was just me. I took the cup of coffee to sip again but then I discovered that there was nothing in it any longer. Well, shit. I was thinking of going to the employees’ common room that was on this floor to see if I could get something that would keep me for a while when my phone started ringing. Looking at it, it was Adeline. A tired smile made its way to my face. It's been a while since I spoke to her. God knows I'm a bad person. “Adeline.” I dragged out and I'm sure my tiredness showed with the way I said her name. I might as well have given myself up. “Tell me you're in your house right now.” She said sternly in her usual tone. I smiled. “I'm at home, not the house.” I taunted. I knew she'd understand the wordplay. “Can you stop pushing yourself so hard already
GwenRain splattered on the sidewalk, and everywhere looked a bit messy, but that did not stop people from going to work or getting what they had to do. Everywhere was so busy I blamed myself a little for wanting to go out to get myself coffee. I did it in an attempt to walk and stretch a little from work. But then, since I got to this place, I've had my foot stepped on, been bumped into and my purse thrown to the ground. Who knew the whole of this street would be this busy? But then, I loved my walks when I had the chance to have them which wasn't every time. I take them up when I have the chance. And now, I needed to clear my head about a few things. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I made sure I was on the safe side before I brought it out of my pocket to avoid any more issues this evening. The reason I am drinking coffee this time of the day is that I am staying overnight at work. “Hello.” I swiped the caller ID and spoke into the phone without checking the caller. “You bette
Gwen's POV “What?!” The whole room resonated with her shout. I almost jumped out of my chair in response to her reaction. It was not surprising though. She always reacted overly. “Are you saying what I think you're saying?” She asked in a hushed tone like someone would walk in and catch her. I shrugged in reply. “What do you think?” I said silently. I felt a little embarrassed and I'm sure my cheeks turned pink just confessing to her what I'd done. “I know you two have a past, and the man is fine as hell, but he's the enemy and you know it.” She sounded with so much conviction that I felt like a child who had been scolded by her mother. “I know. I know. I…I..don't even know how to explain myself right now. It just happened.” I said to her almost in a lamenting voice. “No matter what happens, he's still your enemy for now. Fine, you work together a little but you should know that he wants to take your child away from you. Well, I'm sure that is what will happen if he knows about
Gwen's POV I sighed gently as I placed my head on the window sill beside my dress. Funny how I could not bring myself to sleep all these days. So instead of wasting the days away, I worked my ass off instead. I didn't give room for unnecessary thoughts even though they came along. Between different meetings and work calls, I made sure that there was still work in between. There is no avenue for unnecessary thoughts. Why? Because they were not worth it. Tam has been on my ass, telling me to rest and all, but how can I tell her the reason why I am working myself so hard was that I didn't want to be a scapegoat for my thoughts of my ex-fiancee and what I allowed him to do to me? Even the thought of it made my cheek burn. “Boss?” I jerked back to the present when I felt someone tap me. “Yes?” I sighed inwardly, not liking the fact that I went off again. “I'm sorry. Did you say something?” I asked. “No. I wanted to remind you that you are done and the dress needs to be taken to the s
Charles POV I knew what was going on in her mind and what she meant to do by doing this. I knew that she planned to hate me because of this later and probably pin it all on me. But even after knowing all of this, I still indulged her. I could not resist. She knew how much she affected me. The effect she had on me, no woman has ever held a candlelight even up to it, and she'd use that against me. I hated how much I loved the feel of her lips against mine and how warm it felt. It felt like being home after a long time. She felt like home. Bringing myself to the present, I pulled away from her gently. My eyes were still closed, but I could still feel her eyes on me. I forced them open to look at her. Desire hazed her eyes. She missed me too. She knew deep in her mind that we belonged together, and there was nothing that could stop whatever it was that was going on between us right now. I hate how much it hurts. “Don't do this, Gwen. Pl..please.” I hate how weak I become bec
“I'll drop you off at home.” His voice jerked me out of the thoughts that was swirling in my head. Since our ordeal the other time, I've not had it in me to sleep at all. I could not close my eyes talk less sleep. “What?” “You have made it a habit of making me repeat what I say right?” He replied me. “Oh. Sorry. But I can get myself home by myself.” I said to him. I was already planning on doing so before he said it. I stood up from the bed ignoring his presence and made my way to the bathroom. Needing to wash my face and put myself in order before I left. I felt much more better than I was throughout the whole of yesterday. Only God knows what he gave to me. But whatever it is, I really appreciated it. It was like I as never sick. I sighed as I threw water on my face. After I was done with that, I threw my hair up in a messy bun. It was strange how I was not shy around the man to say the least. There should be this level of shyness where I should feel like he should not see my
I shut my eyes immediately when I opened them. They felt too heavy. I felt as though bricks were tied at the edge of my eyes and pulled them apart. This is really terrible. After a few minutes of battling within myself, I forced myself to open my eyes. The ceiling looked unfamiliar so a feeling of fear gripped me. What was I doing in this place? Before I could put two and two together, I heard Charles' voice. “Calm down. You're safe.” Immediately I heard his voice, my frayed nerves calmed instantly. Don't ask me why, I don't know why myself. It's a reflex reaction that just happened. I looked towards the direction of where the voice came from and I saw him sitting on a chair that was somewhere in the corner of the room. He had a book in his hands like he was reading it and a pair of glasses perched on his nose. Don't ask me how I can see that too, I just saw it. But when did he start using glasses? The question found its way to my mind. “You like it? I started using it a few year
I was sitting in his arms in a comfortable silence a few minutes later. It felt like the silence was comfortable but it was nowhere near the turmoil going on within me. As much as I wanted to be in his arms, we needed to talk. Maybe I've been overreacting all of these while. Maybe it was all my fault. I can't get over the fact of what happened to him. It's exhilarating. “We need to talk.” I said simply and I felt him stiffen behind me. Here goes nothing and everything. “Yeah. We need to.” He affirmed and I nodded like I wanted his permission to actually go ahead to talk. “About Charlie, I think we can work around something. Probably get you to meet her and introduce you to her officially.” I said. It was easier said than I had anticipated or expected. I did not expect it to be that easy for me to say. Maybe I already knew that this day would come and that I'd have to talk about it sooner or later. And my mind knew that I could turn Charles away for so long. Hearing about the ac