I saw red immediately my eyes landed on her. She was not alone. There was a woman and a man that was walking alongside her. She looked like she did not belong here at all. With the way she was looking around and all that but that was not what was making my blood boil. It was the fact that the man was too close to her. It was annoying me to no end. And if not for the hand that Kayden had on me, I would go over to where she was and make him pay for actually touching her. She did not like it obviously but she kept her face straight. The woman she was with said something to her and left. Which made her alone with the man. "What do you think she is doing here?" He asked me and I shrugged. I have no idea what she was doing here and to be honest I really don't care. What was making me mad right now was the fact that the man had his hand on her waist. He led her to one side and offered her a seat. "She still looked like she did before. Nothing changed." He said and I grimaced like I knew
This feeling I was having right now was like how I felt when I discovered that Charles left and I could not figure out what to do. It felt like those times that I scraped for air to breathe. Times when I could not bring myself to actually think I was alive. When all the promises he made to me were bleak and I could not get my head put of the bubble that I had made for myself. I felt like I was going crazy right now. I think I am actually going crazy. I don't know what was going on now. All I know is that I was in a moving car. Where everything was moving all at once. Or maybe it was just my thoughts. Things were scaling higher than they actually were. It was not possible for cars to float in their own right? Or poles to move without any external force? Right. Now I was sure I was batshit crazy. His voice was resounding in my ears. What he said. It was unreal and surreal. I can't even place my hand on it. It was like a fragment of my imagination. Okay. The plan was to eat with A
I had not exactly thought he was going to take the news lightly, knowing him. I would not exactly know him. He only turned out to be like this when we were not together. The Charles I knew before was a sweet person that you'll love to be with every single time. But not this one. As I had expected, he did not take it lightly and he had been blowing up my phone ever since. I knew what I did had consequences and I was ready to face it. If only it meant that it gets him my trail. The weekend was not the best for me. I could not get enough sleep and rest. The only relief I got was the fact that I stayed at Adeline's place throughout the weekend, so I had plenty of time to play with Charlie. What he said that day had been on my mind throughout. Both guilt and anger have been my companions ever since that day. Guilt because I did not tell him he had a daughter now that I had the chance. Anger because he did not even have the right to claim her as his daughter. He left her alone. I hate t
The whole room fell dead silent. Not a sound from either of us after his voice rang out. If a pin was dropped by mistake, the sound would resonate throughout the whole room. His presence was so intimidating that even the biggest man would be scared at the stance he took. I did not expect him to show up this soon after I had sent the email over an hour ago. I could not hide the fact that he scared me. I can't even look at his face. "I asked you a question, Gwen. Why did you screen my calls?" He asked again and this time with more intensity than from earlier. I was about to muster up courage to reply to him when Tam spoke up. "And why do you think she's expected to pick your calls, Mr Emmett?" She said in a confrontational tone and she was in front of me this time as if to shield me. I really hope she does not say anything concerning the conversation we were having before he came in. "It will be in your best interest not to get in between us right now, Miss Brooks. This is…." "I
The drive back to my office was quick and faster than I expected. It was my driver that alerted me that we had reached out destination. I was lost in my own thoughts. And they were not good ones. I felt like there was a pressure behind my eyes and my head would explode soon if I did not do anything about it. I stalked to my office and when I reached, my secretary mentioned to me that I had a package. But I zoned him out and walked in. I sank into my chair behind the table and put my hand on my forehead with pressure as if to minimize the pain. There was a brown envelope on the table but I dismissed it and my thoughts went back to what happened today. I could not bring myself to believe whatever it was she was saying. It felt too unreal and impossible. And I knew it was impossible. Everything she said there was a lie. I just had to make myself believe that it was. My mind and brain knew that she had to have sprung some lies together for her to live with herself after what she had
The car ride back home was brutal. I didn't know how I got myself home but I did. I stumbled inside the house after I got off the elevator. I was not expecting to meet Margret at the house but she was there. She's been all over me since I got back into the house asking me what had happened to me but I just could not stop thinking about what just happened. And what happened was actually nothing. My mother did not say anything. She just insisted on her old story of Gwen removing the baby and the fact that she told her that she doesn't love me anymore. She also continued that she had given her the ring that I had given to her which she returned to me. I knew there was more to the story given the fact that there is a picture and very clear and glaring evidence that this was my child. And it was with Gwen. I really wanted to know what was going on and it took all that was within me not to actually go back to Gwen and make her tell me the whole thing and why she was insisting that I had
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