It's the weekend and I decide to take myself out alone for a treat. I wear a bini and head to the store torestock the groceries.Jersey had offered to help but I just want to go for a stroll with my bini baby and just take in some freshair, I haven't done this in a really long time.I spend thirty minutes in the store before I begin to notice the stares I've been getting. I ignore the staresand whispers as I go about stocking up and getting things I might need. I would also do a baby shoppingbut it's still too early and I would love to do that with Ryan at my side.A woman and probably her daughter stand at the other end of the aisle as they both continue to stare atme and whisper. I'm right here ladies, I think. They are not even trying to pretend or maybe it's just tooobvious but I head to the counter to weigh and pay for my stuffs.Even the girl at the counter wouldn't stop staring but I still ignore, I gather my bags of groceries refusingthe lady on the counters help.W
“Get off of me Ryan.” I cry out. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?” I yell at him.“I know I didn't want to be bound by marriage to a spoilt and entitled brat but my father wanted yourfather's company and he found an opening to be able to do that.” Ryan crazily tells me.“I didn't want to be involved but it would be only to take over your father's company by means ofmarriage bond and Maxwell didn't even want to inherit his father's company.” Ryan continues to say likehe was going out of his mind.“There's a lot of things I didn't want to do but they keep making me and I don't want to have a choice andyou get to sleep with and be pregnant for your brother and get away with it.” Ryan says grabbing mythroat and pressing down.“Ryan you are hurting me.” I wheeze out like that would make him stop.“Nobody leaves me, I will not let that happen.” I almost succumb to my faith but I guess we both don'thear it in the chaos of this situation.A heavy force pushes Ryan away f
I go back to sit in the waiting room, I cannot go back home while the love of my life lays in an hospitalbed fighting for his life.I lay helplessly on the chairs in the waiting for any report on Maxwell's state. Mr. Jaxon and Bianca havereturned home for the night, I'm to call them for any update on his state.It's morning and my eyes don't close for a second not even from exhaustion when Max was goingthrough so much pain than I was.The doctor will be out to see me in not too long so I pass the message to Mr. Jaxon.Mr. Jaxon and Bianca arrive as the Doctor summons me into his office.We all go in and the doctor clears his throat.I carry my heart on a silver platter at this moment.“Thankfully he managed to make it through the night, but unfortunately he has gone into comma andwill be put on life support. I can't say how long he will remain in comma or if he'll ever wake up from itbut all we can do is wait and hope. Mr. Jaxon as his father, we will need you to sign a fe
“What makes you so desperate to give me away?” I ask the both of them.“You weren't this desperate when you were moaning in my bed begging to leave your wife for me. oh mybad you were, just not in this light.” I chuckle bitterly. “You were more than confident when youpromised to help me leave my husband.” I say wiping my tears that won't stop falling angrily.“Is it just the bruised ego that your son is hundred times more the man you will only ever think of beingin your dreams?” I ask him stepping back in defeat.“How dare you, you whor-” Bianca goes to say.“Oh you are a more bigger whore and gold digger might I add than I'll ever dream to be and both youand your dear husband here knows that Mother.” I stress saying to her breathing heavily.“You both win, I hope this makes you more than happy and content with yourselves but listen to this ifyou have even a cent of a conscience left. The both of you are very despicable, a sham and disgrace toparenthood, you don't deserve to
I go back to staring at Ryan blankly.We are at the front door of Ryan's parents and he suddenly grabs my waist tightly but I do not satisfyhim with the reaction I know he's looking for. So I keep my eyes on the door as it peels open to showIsabella’s scowling face in front of me.Ryan greets his mother but I do not say a word, I only stare blankly as we go into the house, if they wantme to forcefully remain here as their slave and prisoner, that's exactly how I'm going to act.Ryan tugs at me to say hello to his mother when we are in.“Hello mother in law.” I say casually and my blank stare catches her off guard but she recovers and glareshard at me, probably not forgetting the public insult. That's good, I didn't say it for her to forget.“Son.” Ryan's father greets, acting like they are the doting family. The man only nods at me as I findlooking out the window is much more interesting than their reunion.“Ana's a bit tired.” I hear Ryan coming up with an excuse but I cou
I arrive at work that day thinking of a grand plan, on what exactly I have no idea but what I know is that Ineed to have enough money and resources for myself and my child and I need to find out where Biancaand Mr. Jaxon are keeping Maxwell.I spend the day going through the list of investors for my new jewelry business. It's difficult to getsomeone willing to invest in your idea. I have reached out to five different companies and only two haveresponded so far. If I can get this business idea to move, I will be set up to live comfortably and care formy child for live. I just so badly need money of my own. When I get the opportunity to finally walk outthat door and leave my family behind. I don't want the question ‘where or how am I going to survive’ inthe list of questions I will ask myself.There's this hot cake that I want as my main investor, he's an Italian man and hard to get in touch with.When I research about him on the internet, I see rumours about him having a con
The next day, Ryan's mood is all switched up like last night never happened. I'm done trying to keep upwith his mood swings, the man is basically crying for help and the earlier his parents do something aboutit before it's too late, that's if they care about their son at all, which obviously they don't.“We are going shopping.” Ryan announce at the breakfast.“What for?” I ask him because we are not the cute, casual couple that just wakes up to go shopping.Ryan looks at me calculating. “Don't tell me you forgot.” He says seriously.“Forget what?” I ask him not to wait a second to even think it over.“The company's Galla party is this Friday.” Ryan tells me like I have committed a sin for forgetting.“Oh.” Is all I say at first. “I don't need to go shopping, I have dresses in the house that I can wear.” I tellhim not really into the idea of going anywhere with him.“The media have all eyes on us, they might not show it but they are always hiding and watching us andwe have t
The bidding for the event starts and the families of aristocrat begin to bid ridiculous amount of funds in aguise that it will be used for charity but each one of us in this room knows what it really is for and that'sjust another way to discreetly flaunt who's pocket is bigger than the other on ridiculous set of products.Once the bidding is over, Ryan looks the most happy at the happy. Most of his bruises are mostly gone onthe outside, only that I know the bruise on his ego is still very much intact.I sit there and watch them all converse and let out fake laughter's, I don't indulge any conversation, Ikeep it as short as I possibly can or I ignore it altogether.Ryan goes on to do lots of things that prick at my chest and spike my irritation up a notch but I ignore itand fix on a small lazy smile to humour him since that's what we are here for.He goes on to whisper so close to my ear that his lips was almost kissing them and then he goes ahead tokiss each of my fingers and wr