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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
~ HAZEL ~Ā āYes, Mrs. Anderson.ā I smiled at her as Sherri handed over a mug of coffee to her as she had requested.Ā Ā āI was wondering why you werenāt at work, and why you werenāt answering your phone calls. Iād have come earlier, but it was so hard for me to find your home address.ā She said with a smile she never displayed to me before my marriage, not stopping herself from staring around the house.Ā Ā āReally? I thought I already submitted it. Iām so sorry for not calling to let you know after waking up.ā I apologized sheepishly.Ā Ā āOh, itās nothing.ā She waved a hand over her face with a grin, taking a sip from the coffee. āYour house is really beautiful.āĀ Ā āThank you.ā I stared at Tristan who was staggering down the stairs in his shorts and a large robe that didnāt do anything in hiding his bare chest. He looked tired, which was totally understandable, judging from how he had been wor
āHow do you know Lucy? Who the hell is Tiffany?ā Tristan asked.āUhā¦ Iā Iā¦ sheā¦ uhmā¦ā why on Earth was I stuttering?āPlease speak to me.ā He shoved the box aside to move closer to me, holding my hands that began to vibrate.āTristan, Iā I donātā¦ reallyā¦ whāāāHazel,ā he called with his teeth gritted in frustration.āIā Iā Iāmā¦ I donāt think sheās whoā¦ no, Lucy isnāt Tiffany. She just really looks like her.ā I ended with a nervous smile, hoping he wasnāt going to press further.āSo who the hell is Tiffany? And why do you seem so scared to see her again?ā He was starting to frown really hard.āUhā¦ sheāsā¦ā I was trying to think of the perfect way to describe Tiffany, but nothing sensible could fit. āTristan, please forget it.āāForget it?!ā He snapped, jerking to his feet and lettin
āTristan,ā I sighed and hunched over, staring at my toes. I was confused; different thoughts were running through my head. Could Tristan possibly find anything about me before being the me I am right now?Ā āYou still donāt have anything to say, right?ā Tristan still sounded really pissed off.Ā Ā āTristan, you donāt understand,ā I said in almost a whisper.Ā Ā āThen make me understand!āĀ I shut my eyes as tears resumed rolling down my cheeks.Ā Ā āGosh, Hazel.ā He groaned before rising to his feet.Ā Ā āTristan, please.ā I raised my head to him.Ā Ā His eyes softened, obviously because he noticed the tears in my eyes. āWhatās the point of these tears? Whatās keeping you from speaking? What is wrong? What are you hiding?āĀ Ā I tried to at least say something, but more tears stopped me from uttering anything.Ā Ā āExcuse me?ā We
~ HAZEL ~Ā Squinting my eyes, I stretched my arms out with a yawn. It soon felt as though my head had been hit with a large block, but it was only a headache.Ā Ā āShit,ā I held the side of my head, groaning. āWhy did I have to drink so much?āĀ Ā āExactly! You threw up in my car.ā Tristanās voice made me snap awake completely.Ā I jerked to sit up straight, staring at him like he was a burglar trying to steal my bra or something. When did he get here? How did I arrive home last night?Ā āWhatās wrong with you?ā He asked, holding back a smile.Ā Ā āWhyā¦ youā¦ arenātā¦ I thoughtā¦ what hapāāĀ Ā āJeez, calm down.ā He placed his laptop on the nightstand and shifted closer to me. āWhat? Why do you look so surprised?āĀ āItāsāāĀ He wrapped his arms around my waist, causing me to flinch.Ā Ā āWhatās wrong with you?ā
āWhāwhat do you mean?ā Ian stuttered as his hands began to quiver. āNot mine? You must be crazy.āĀ āThe only crazy one here is you. Now stay away from me and my child!ā She pushed him to the floor.Ā Ā āYou canāt leave me like this, Indy.ā He grabbed her hand, quickly rising to his feet. āThereās no way this isnāt our child. We planned this baby together. Something is definitely wrong with you. Youāre running crazy. Whereās my sweetheart? Whereās the angel I know?āĀ Ā āSheās dead.ā She yanked her hand from his grip and started walking in my direction.Ā Ā I quickly hid behind a wall before she could see me, then took to my heels, heading to my car.Ā Ā āWhere did you go? I was starting to get really worried,ā Mike said, as soon as I got to the car.Ā Ā āLetās return.ā I was panting from running.Ā Ā āWhat happened?ā Sherri asked, looking concerned.Ā Ā
āOhā¦ whatās that? Is there a toy model of my husband or something?ā I quirked an eyebrow at her, hoping to convey the message that she wasnāt making any sense.Ā Ā āNo, Hazel.ā She replied through gritted teeth. āI want Tristan back. Donāt you remember he was mine before I decided to give him to you?āĀ Ā āIs this Tristan you speak of an object? I can help you search for a tristan.āĀ āThis isnāt funny at all. Iām not kidding, Hazel. I want Tristan back as mine. Tristan Shane Hendrix. I donāt know what youāll do or how you'll do it, but you have to return what's mine back to me.āĀ I paused, peering into her sky blue eyes for a while, before throwing my head back to laugh uncontrollably.Ā Ā āIām being dead serious here. Nothing is funny at all.ā She clenched her fists, not bothering to hide her frustration.Ā Ā I just couldn't stop myself from laughing; tears started rolling down
Her words felt like a hammer struck my heart. āAre you crazy?ā I couldnāt believe I was saying that to her.āThis is not about being crazy. Itās whatās needed. Iāve thought about it long and hard, and the only conclusion is that itāll be selfish of me to stay with you, knowing whatās to come.ā Tears started streaming down her face.āWeāll face it together. Thatās the point of marriage. Together, in good and bad times. Our marriage vows were not for the sake of showoff.āāThatās clichĆ©.ā She sniffled. āTristan, please, weāre not characters in a movie or a book. This is not a matter of whether we can fight this together. Itās reality, and we need to face it. Iām heading for destruction, thatās for sure, but Iām not pulling you down with me.ā She held my hands. āI love you so much, and this is the best choice.ā 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. āStop with this āIā
~ TRISTAN ~ āY-yes. Indy pushed me!ā Her eyes widened.Kye held her hands, his face turning red. āWhat do you mean? How did that happen? She was in our home?āāYes, Kye.āāHow?ā I wondered, a frown forming on my face.āIā¦ 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.āāWhy would you do that?ā I scolded.āIām sorry. I--I was curiousā¦. She was acting very suspicious. I just wanted to know what was wrong with someone that used to be a friend!ā she cried. āI 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.āāIndy killed someone?ā my voice was low, almost a whisper. I knew Indy was crazy, but had she gotten that bad?āYes. 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 didnāt see my face and wouldnāt know it was me
I watched his brows fuse together as a tight line formed on his forehead. āWhat is that supposed to mean?ā 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. āAfter my dad left me at this manās 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.ā 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. āI wasā¦ā my words got caught up in my throat. āā¦burning. I watched the fire grow closer to me and I couldnāt 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.āRight after that, he p
Heavily thrusting my fists against the door, I muttered cuss words, also convincing myself that I wasnāt 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 Mandyās unpleasant figure stood there, a cigarette dangling from her lips.She scanned me from head to toe, a smirk on her lips. āI knew youād show up.ā 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.āLook whoās here,ā 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 ~ āHazel,ā 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. āI thought you already left for work.ā I beamed. āNo. I was at the home office. I havenāt since you today and itās been making me feel so incomplete. I also thought you had gone to the restaurant. I canāt believe youāre still here.ā He planted another kiss on my cheek. āI missed your presence.ā āMe too.ā I turned to him. āHowever, I have to go to the restaurant.ā āCanāt that wait till tomorrow? Itās past noon already.ā āNo, it canāt.ā I wiggled out of his grip, grabbed my bag from the chair and kept my recipe book in it. āWhy not?ā āI didnāt intend to go today, but Iām meeting up with a new business woman for the hotel. She said she spoke to you first?ā āOh. Mrs. Shine? So, itās today? Dang it.ā he moaned in complaint, standing behind me again. āIāll miss you.ā His tone was low, expre
~ TRISTAN ~āSir, your sister wouldnāt stop calling you.ā Rob whispered to me. She knows I have a meeting. Why would Nikita think itās sensible to demand for something at such a time? She could be unreasonable sometimes. āIgnore it.ā I continued with the meeting, the endless buzzing of my phone with Rob pissed me off. What the heck was her problem?It wasnāt my turn to speak, so I wanted to end the call and place the phone on airplane mode when I accidentally answered it. āTristan!ā Her voice immediately set an alarm in me. āWhat's wrong?ā I asked. āItās Hazel. I don't know what's wrong with her, but it seems like sheāsā¦ dead.ā āDead?!ā I jumped to my feet. āShe had an attack and now she has pierced herself with broken glasses.āāWhat on Earth?! Why are you calling me? Call the ambulance! I'll meet you both at the hospital.āāMr. Hendrix, this interruption is very rude.ā I ignored Mr. Rajeed and dashed out of the meeting room. I wanted to use the elevator but it didnāt respond.
~ HAZEL ~āWhere are you going?ā Nikita asked, placing her legs over the arm of the couch with the television remote on her tummy. āI'll go to the hospital to check up on Charlotte, then Iāll head to the restaurant. Why?āāNothing. I was just wonderingā¦ā she shrugged, āwill you be free later tonight? Thereās this awesome movie I need to watch. I need to watch it with a female, and all of my friends donāt 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.āāSure, no problem.ā I smiled, turning around. āItās weird that I'm asking you to spend time with me, right?ā She asked. āYes, definitely.ā I turned to her with a smirk. āBut you're turning out to be a good girl sooner than I thought.āShe playfully rolled her eyes. āItās definitely because Iām bored.āāOr because Iām too sweet to be hated forever?āāPlease stop.āI chuckled and she joined me. āJust donāt 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. āThis is the madness youāve been planning all along, right? We were never intimate. Thereās no fucking way I am the father of the child youāre carrying. Iāve not been serious about it, but I swear you need mental help, immediately.āāDonāt be silly, sweetheart. Youāre probably getting old and losing your memory, but I remember every single detail of our intense night. If it isnāt 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.ā Indy bit her lower lip again, staring down below my belt like my member was a piece of cake she wanted to eat. āHow do I possibly remember how your hands trailed down every inch of my body, leaving hickeys on me?ā She shut her eyes with a moan. āGosh, I can't wait to relive that night over and over again. āYouāre foolish.ā I couldn't take her insanity anymore. I was beyond
āWhat the heck do you mean?ā I wanted to check it out for myself but Tristan held my wrist, automatically stopping my movement. āWhat do you think you're doing? I donāt want you to be traumatized over nothing.ā āNothing? Charlotte is fucking dying, yet that is nothing?ā Kye asked, hurt flashing in his eyes. āNo. I mean, Iām certain sheās 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.ā He pulled me away to Nikita. āNikita, both of you should return home. Itās late. Iāll stay with Kye.āāThereās no way Iām leaving until Charlotte is fine.ā I protested.āHazel, don't be stubborn. You look tired. Iāll update you every second. Just go home. Please.ā He held my shoulders. Though I didn't want to leave till Charlotte was awake, I had to admit that I was extremely tired. āOkay. You must call me when she wakes up.ā I succumbed to his demand. āYes.ā He placed a kiss on my forehead and I left with Niki