“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
“What the fuck did you just say?” I ask her yelling in return.“How dare you push me you fucking whore.” Scarlett shrieks at the tiny spill of my drink on my dresswhich wouldn't have happened if she had just left me the fuck alone when I was being nice.Scarlett grabs my hair in seconds, since she was hell bent on being nasty and was trying so hard to get inmy face, I down my entire glass of drink onto her head.Scarlett shrieks in sheer horror as she lands a slap to my face, I don't wait a second later to return thefavor in full as when I start, I do not stop. I take out all the anger with me. The violent urge to punch myfrustration out on someone finally comes to life as I push a screaming Scarlett to the ground, climb ontop of her and land slap after slap upon her face.A large hand tries to get me off of her but I fight the hand trying to get me off her. My vision is only able tosee red.“Ana, Ana, let go of her.” I distinctly hear Ryan's voice yell as the screaming of w
“Let's go home.” Ryan orders when Isabella is done with her rant, I think.“Go home?” Isabella asks in disbelieve. “You are not going to reate a situation and then run home. Wehave control damage to atleast do.” Isabella says and I cannot believe her right now.“We are going back to the party. Anastasia atleast I hope you make makes yourself look presentable.”Isabella says glaring hard at my hair before walking away, Bianca does the same too before walking away.I'm left with just Ryan and we both settle into silence. I know he doesn't deserve my apology and Scarlettdeserved every slap I painted her face with but I feel guilty staring at him look so lost when I have seenhow desperately hard he tries to impress his parents, especially since he's quiet and not screaming myhead off. I better take the opportunity to take precaution.“I'm sorry.” I tell Ryan who spares me just a side glance before hissing through his teeth.“I'll be waiting for you out here.” Is all he says as h
The next week go peacefully by but not with the raging anxiety to atleast see Maxwell for myself andknow how he's doing. I feel so lonely knowing he's vulnerable somewhere alone and I cannot be withhim.That is why I spend the entire week devicing a plan to get find out where he is first hand and I will startby checking his father's place. After work that day I head into Mr. Jaxon's mansion making sure to comeon a week day when Mr. Jaxon will be at work and Bianca would have gone to one of her women's club.I see the house help on my in and I greet her but then she keeps warily watching me.“Ma'am Ana, I'm sorry but you can be here.” She tells me worriedly and I smile at her.“Why not, I used to live here right, I just want to get a few important things I left behind before leaving.”I tell her softly trying to ease her worry but she shakes her head at me.“You don't get it ma'am, you really can't be here, I will get in trouble or worse lose my job, MadamBianca ordered that-” The