All Chapters of MARRIED TO ALEXANDER PIERCE: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Melissa Before our journey to the mysterious location, I sat all 3 of them down, making sure to stick it in their head that no matter what happens, they should never mention Alexander Pierce to be their father. We had no idea how many obsessive lovers or enemies he had out there. Our life was our priority now.She made sure to blindfold us and tie our hands behind our backs before we were moved out. I wasn't much of a prayer person but I kept muttering a small prayer to myself, that my kids should be safe from any type of harm.The van halted at once, making us fall into one another.“Bastard,” I mumbled under my breath, making sure that my kids never caught that.“Bring them out,” she shouted. And once again we were helped out like disabled people into God knows where.“Hello Andrew,” she greeted. “As I promised, I've brought a fresh helping hand. She has been a hustler all her life so she will do a great job for you.”“Take off her blindfold,” a scratchy voice said. I blinked gentl

Melissa One week laterEach day around Maddy felt blissful to me. Every 2 or 3 days, she makes sure to bring beautiful news and letters from my kids. She was keeping the end of her promise. That moment in that house, we were inseparable and everyone knew it.Like every other night where I get a letter from the minions, I'd lay it under my pillow and sleep off.But something was off about that night, I felt uneasy even though their letter rested in my bosom. I brushed it off, believing that it was nothing.A few minutes later, as I laid in the dark reminiscing about my life and Albert's worry; a ticking sound caught my ears. Someone was trying to break into my room. Before I could stand up, the door creaked open, revealing a silhouette of whoever it was.I flipped the bedside light on and instantly I recognised who it was. Panic, fear and anger set themselves into my body immediately. I maintained my stance in case this bastard tried to do anything funny.“Did you miss your way around

Alexander Talk about being miserable, that was a name I was willing to change to. Drop Alexander Pierce and start answering to Mr miserable. It's been 3 months since Melissa and the kids just disappeared into thin air. Neither the police nor my own private investigator could find anything. The only person who could help us was found dead in his cell 48 hours after I met with him. That alone made me believe James was the real masterminder. He played everyone well till he saw the end of his nephew.My facial hair and every part in my body that houses hair was so full that I neglected it. I barely ate and mostly survived on just water. My phone started to ring but I paid no attention to it. I've been getting a lot of useless phone calls lately; either from a private line who took pleasure in listening to me scream or just a bunch of random calls.Bree came in just in time to drop the food I wasn't going to eat. The food that was going to be cleared away, just like its predecessors.“At

CindyNews has flown across town to me. How the Thatchers and Alexander have gone to rescue them. How did I mess things up that day? Andrew, wanting to keep her in the house and not on the farm. How she did not introduce herself completely. But if she had, Andrew would have rejected her immediately, making matters worse for me. It was only a matter of time before I was arrested, I knew it but I didn't think it'd be so soon. If she doesn't talk, Andrew will be questioned and he will do whatever to keep his head.I raced into the room and grabbed the nearest bag I saw, throwing a bunch of clothes and whatever I could lay my hands on at that moment. I needed to leave before the police came looking for me.A knock on my door halted my movements around the house. I could feel the trails of sweat, right down my forehead even though the air conditioner was at a reasonable temperature. And my breathing, almost audible enough for my next door neighbor.“Miss Cynthia, we know you are in there,”

AlexanderThe drive to the hospital was a very long one, I couldn't help but remember the conversation at the station. Cindy was just a pawn in this whole game and James was definitely the masterminder. Her obsession with me put her in trouble, it was the same with Bree. But Bree was lucky, she had strong people who couldn't leave her all by herself no matter how many wrongs she did; and the fact that she came to her senses quickly. All I could feel towards Cindy was pity.The next turn to the hospital car park made me smile and giddy on the inside. I insisted on making sure she regained every strength and weight she had lost working as a maid. The billionaire's wife and a child of royalty working as a maid; not only did it sound weird, it was totally rude and insulting to me. A bouquet of different flowers dishing out an intoxicating sweet smell sat at the passenger's seat of my car.“Sir Alexander, welcome,” the nurse in charge of her greeted me as I strolled gently into her room. “S