“Wow!” I exclaimed, placing my hand on her heavily pregnant tummy. “You’re pregnant!”
“Yes, Hazel.” She grinned, her sky blue eyes were filled with intense joy.
I pulled her into a hug, not tight enough to squish her tummy, but a tight one.
“Hazel, is this really what has been making you so secretive recently? Because she’s coming back?” Tristan was clearly very pissed off for some reasons I didn’t understand. “So why did you suddenly return, Indy?”
“What do you mean?” I turned to him.
“Why the heck are you back?” He was almost yelling at her.
“I… uhm… I don’t—”
“Tristan, why are you being so mean?” I frowned at him.
“He’s clearly still the same.” She
“Uhm… I’ll be leaving now.” I said to my boss, Mrs. Anderson.“Oh, really?” She replied. “Is there any problem?”“No. I just feel a bit sick.”“Okay, darling. Who am I to say no to you? I can handle the affairs of this place on my own, and you can return when you feel better.” She patted my shoulder.I had to stop myself from cringing at her sweetness. She’d have definitely barked at me if I wasn’t married to Tristan. Funny how some people change their attitude towards you because of your new status.I grabbed my purse and left, calling Mike again as a reminder.Shortly after, the car pulled over in front of the bakery and Mike came out of it, turning around to open the door to the passenger seat for me.I suddenly felt a load of weakness hit me and
Tristan held his briefcase and was arranging his files into them. His back faced me as I walked into the home office.I hugged him from behind, resting my head on his back like the ladies in the movies I had watched did to their lovers.“You’re being too clingy. If you continue acting this way, I’ll be forced to stay back.”“I’d love that, but that’ll make me an enemy of your progress and I don’t want that.” I pulled apart from him and stood in front of him.“Seriously?” He rolled his eyes and closed the briefcase. “I’ll be leaving soon with Kye, though he’ll be back sooner since he doesn’t have a lot to do.” He held my hands. “Charlotte would like to come stay here for a while; she’ll be bored, and due to her pregnancy, she claims to need a lot of assistance from
“Hazel, Hazel?” Charlotte called, tapping me.I flinched out of my thoughts, scanning everywhere with my eyes like I was kidnapped into an unfamiliar building till I regained composure after glancing at her.“Oh, Charlotte. H-Hi.” I smiled.“You seem to be overthinking since the day I arrived.” She said with her eyes squinted at me, propping her chin between her index finger and thumb.“Overthinking? What? No way. Pfft.” I waved a hand over my face.“Hazel…” She squinted her eyes suspiciously and sat beside me on the chair. “Is anything wrong?”
~ TRISTAN ~“What’s wrong?!” Kye asked, worried.“It’s Hazel. Sh-she suddenly passed out, her breathing isn’t normal anymore, there’s no one around, and I can’t carry her to the hospital due to my pregnancy. I’m scared. She doesn’t look fine at all.” She said in one breath.“What the heck?!” I jerked to my feet and grabbed the phone from Kye's hand, placing it on my ear. “What is wrong with her? What happened?”“I don’t know.” I heard her wail.“Have you called the ambulance?!” I yelled.“N-no… I’m… I’ll… I’ll do it now… I....” She hung up.“What on Earth could be wrong with Hazel?” My hear
“Hazel. Come on, babe. Wake up.” I held her hand in my palms, giving it a slight squeeze.This past week has gone by so slowly. Life has been pretty hard for me. Hazel’s improvement was only slight.I was with her physically, but my entire body longed for my darling lively Hazel.I had grown to appreciate her more than ever. I knew she always made me happy, but I only realized the extent.My life was a mess without her.The saucy Dr. Steve had said she was getting really better and was going to be back on her feet very soon, but I wasn’t seeing that happen.I was growing depressed by the day; it felt like my heart was about to burst, my whole world was crumbling down.I planted a kiss on Hazel’s knuckles, then her forehead.I longed to see h
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Pacing around the room, I stopped to stare at Hazel on the bed, praying for her to open her eyes.There was a knock on the door then Kye and Charlotte started walking in, though I didn’t remember telling them to do so.Charlotte had a small basket in her hand which she dropped on the nightstand beside Hazel.“Hey, dude.” Kye said as he stopped beside me while Charlotte sat beside Hazel.“She still isn’t awake?” Charlotte asked rhetorically, staring at Hazel in worry; she started taking out plates from the basket.“Exactly!” I exclaimed. “And Nora has given her the last dose of the antidote, with full assurance that she was going to wake up soon. I’m really over-stressed, I haven’t had proper sleep, and—”“You really need to get a good rest.&
I was glued to my bed, carefully watching Tristan as he walked around preparing for work.I was finally feeling it around me that it had been a while since I had been awake, so watching Tristan walk around shirtless, showing off his body I considered well-defined, with his strong biceps flexing as he moved them around, felt so great; his body made me feel like drooling, and it caused an uncomfortable tingliness in my entire body, and the fact that he wasn’t paying attention to me was worsening it.He picked up his phone to make a call as he brushed his hair and slipped out a shirt and singlet from the wardrobe.“Of course, I’ll definitely be there today. Try to re-book my appointments with as many of them as possible, and try your best to balance my schedule for this week with the last two weeks'.” He said into the phone, then sighed. “I know, I know. It&rsquo
Her words felt like a hammer struck my heart. âAre you crazy?â I couldnât believe I was saying that to her.âThis is not about being crazy. Itâs whatâs needed. Iâve thought about it long and hard, and the only conclusion is that itâll be selfish of me to stay with you, knowing whatâs to come.â Tears started streaming down her face.âWeâll face it together. Thatâs the point of marriage. Together, in good and bad times. Our marriage vows were not for the sake of showoff.ââThatâs clichĂŠ.â She sniffled. âTristan, please, weâre not characters in a movie or a book. This is not a matter of whether we can fight this together. Itâs reality, and we need to face it. Iâm heading for destruction, thatâs for sure, but Iâm not pulling you down with me.â She held my hands. âI love you so much, and this is the best choice.â The pang in my heart was starting to feel like a burning sensation, irritated that she could think of such.I yanked my hands from her grip, rising to my feet. âStop with this âIâ
~ TRISTAN ~ âY-yes. Indy pushed me!â Her eyes widened.Kye held her hands, his face turning red. âWhat do you mean? How did that happen? She was in our home?ââYes, Kye.ââHow?â I wondered, a frown forming on my face.âI⌠I had seen her at the mall a week before she pushed me: she was on the phone and looked so mad, then I got curious and followed her.ââWhy would you do that?â I scolded.âIâm sorry. I--I was curiousâŚ. She was acting very suspicious. I just wanted to know what was wrong with someone that used to be a friend!â she cried. âI found myself following her to a building where she met a man and he yelled at her for killing someone! She admitted it and just claimed the person was bothering her.ââIndy killed someone?â my voice was low, almost a whisper. I knew Indy was crazy, but had she gotten that bad?âYes. I was equally shocked. When I decided to run, she saw me and tried to chase me. I ran away and she lost me. I assumed she didnât see my face and wouldnât know it was me
I watched his brows fuse together as a tight line formed on his forehead. âWhat is that supposed to mean?â His hands fell from mine. Oh no, he was judging me. Yet, a strong urge to let it all out overwhelmed me. I would rather he knew the truth and hated me, than continue to lie to his face all because I was being greedy for his love. âAfter my dad left me at this manâs hands, the man maltreatment and abused me. One day, I had tried to escape, and accidentally shot his dearest bodyguard. Due to that, he--he tied me to a chair and had set a ring of fire around me.â The memory struck me again. I shut my eyes tightly, shaking my head. No, I had to tell him everything. I had to let go of the trauma. âI wasâŚâ my words got caught up in my throat. ââŚburning. I watched the fire grow closer to me and I couldnât do anything about it. It hurt so badly. It felt like hell. Every day, I feel the heat. It choked me; I suffocated. And watched my life flash before my eyes.âRight after that, he p
Heavily thrusting my fists against the door, I muttered cuss words, also convincing myself that I wasnât here because I was scared; I was here to give them a piece of my mind and get this over with immediately.The moment a click vibrated from the other end of the door, my heart began throbbing harshly and my breath became unstable. The door flung open and Aunt Mandyâs unpleasant figure stood there, a cigarette dangling from her lips.She scanned me from head to toe, a smirk on her lips. âI knew youâd show up.â She chortled. Nodding her head inwards, she pulled the door open wider.I walked in, feigning a confident look despite my heart racing as wild as ever. On the living room couch, Giovanni sat there, gulping down a beer. The living room was filled with nasty trash and the smell made my eyebrows scrunch up.âLook whoâs here,â Giovanni smirked, rising to his feet.He towered over me; he had very bulky muscles that made him too intimidating despite his old age. I had to lift my head
~ HAZEL ~ âHazel,â Tristan called, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and placed a kiss on the crook of my neck. His action made my giggle, a blush quickly forming on my face. âI thought you already left for work.â I beamed. âNo. I was at the home office. I havenât since you today and itâs been making me feel so incomplete. I also thought you had gone to the restaurant. I canât believe youâre still here.â He planted another kiss on my cheek. âI missed your presence.â âMe too.â I turned to him. âHowever, I have to go to the restaurant.â âCanât that wait till tomorrow? Itâs past noon already.â âNo, it canât.â I wiggled out of his grip, grabbed my bag from the chair and kept my recipe book in it. âWhy not?â âI didnât intend to go today, but Iâm meeting up with a new business woman for the hotel. She said she spoke to you first?â âOh. Mrs. Shine? So, itâs today? Dang it.â he moaned in complaint, standing behind me again. âIâll miss you.â His tone was low, expre
~ TRISTAN ~âSir, your sister wouldnât stop calling you.â Rob whispered to me. She knows I have a meeting. Why would Nikita think itâs sensible to demand for something at such a time? She could be unreasonable sometimes. âIgnore it.â I continued with the meeting, the endless buzzing of my phone with Rob pissed me off. What the heck was her problem?It wasnât my turn to speak, so I wanted to end the call and place the phone on airplane mode when I accidentally answered it. âTristan!â Her voice immediately set an alarm in me. âWhat's wrong?â I asked. âItâs Hazel. I don't know what's wrong with her, but it seems like sheâs⌠dead.â âDead?!â I jumped to my feet. âShe had an attack and now she has pierced herself with broken glasses.ââWhat on Earth?! Why are you calling me? Call the ambulance! I'll meet you both at the hospital.ââMr. Hendrix, this interruption is very rude.â I ignored Mr. Rajeed and dashed out of the meeting room. I wanted to use the elevator but it didnât respond.
~ HAZEL ~âWhere are you going?â Nikita asked, placing her legs over the arm of the couch with the television remote on her tummy. âI'll go to the hospital to check up on Charlotte, then Iâll head to the restaurant. Why?ââNothing. I was just wonderingâŚâ she shrugged, âwill you be free later tonight? Thereâs this awesome movie I need to watch. I need to watch it with a female, and all of my friends donât live in this city. We can spend girl time together; there are a lot more things I still have to tell you about those boys.ââSure, no problem.â I smiled, turning around. âItâs weird that I'm asking you to spend time with me, right?â She asked. âYes, definitely.â I turned to her with a smirk. âBut you're turning out to be a good girl sooner than I thought.âShe playfully rolled her eyes. âItâs definitely because Iâm bored.ââOr because Iâm too sweet to be hated forever?ââPlease stop.âI chuckled and she joined me. âJust donât be late. Plus, I need more advice. Antonio sent a text t
Her words made my blood boil in intense fury and I felt like my head was going to explode. âThis is the madness youâve been planning all along, right? We were never intimate. Thereâs no fucking way I am the father of the child youâre carrying. Iâve not been serious about it, but I swear you need mental help, immediately.ââDonât be silly, sweetheart. Youâre probably getting old and losing your memory, but I remember every single detail of our intense night. If it isnât real, then how do I possibly remember how hard that beautiful baby, that huge fucking cock, is? How it went deep down my throat and inside of me.â Indy bit her lower lip again, staring down below my belt like my member was a piece of cake she wanted to eat. âHow do I possibly remember how your hands trailed down every inch of my body, leaving hickeys on me?â She shut her eyes with a moan. âGosh, I can't wait to relive that night over and over again. âYouâre foolish.â I couldn't take her insanity anymore. I was beyond
âWhat the heck do you mean?â I wanted to check it out for myself but Tristan held my wrist, automatically stopping my movement. âWhat do you think you're doing? I donât want you to be traumatized over nothing.â âNothing? Charlotte is fucking dying, yet that is nothing?â Kye asked, hurt flashing in his eyes. âNo. I mean, Iâm certain sheâs not going to die. There shouldn't be any need for her worry to increase over Charlotte when she's not going to die. Just calm down, Kye.â He pulled me away to Nikita. âNikita, both of you should return home. Itâs late. Iâll stay with Kye.ââThereâs no way Iâm leaving until Charlotte is fine.â I protested.âHazel, don't be stubborn. You look tired. Iâll update you every second. Just go home. Please.â He held my shoulders. Though I didn't want to leave till Charlotte was awake, I had to admit that I was extremely tired. âOkay. You must call me when she wakes up.â I succumbed to his demand. âYes.â He placed a kiss on my forehead and I left with Niki