Marlani’s Pov “Can you stop chewing so loudly? I would expect Sylvester Flemming to be a cultured man and not some uncivilized thing.” I was having lunch with my husband, although the word had begun to feel heavy coming out of my lips lately, I did commit to a life of forever with him. I found everything he did irritating, the way he chewed, the sound of his breathing, even the way he cut his meat like he was pampering it. I wondered why I was so irritated by his presence, then it occurred to me that we barely shared the same house, we were only together for most public events and whenever either of us remembered we were married. “Why are you being whiny? People pay to have lunch with me, you know? But I decide to have lunch with you Marlani, and you act as though I’m a bug.” “They pay to have lunch with you because they want your money, your money that my son works hard to make, while you spend it on some tart.” He snorted his nostrils as he laughed, which was a

Eggust’s Pov Even with the air-conditioning on full blast, I still felt hot. The appliances in this apartment really needed to be upgraded. If this were my house at London or a hotel of my choice, I wouldn't be having this problem. When Juss gives birth to our child, I would convince her to move in with me, to the house I am currently building in Manchester. That’s if she decides to stay in Manchester. It would be much bigger and all the appliances would be up to date. Or if she chose to stay in America, Mexico or anywhere else in the world, I would just buy a big house there and renovate it to our taste. It was a hot afternoon and I had decided to take the time to work since Juss was in the bedroom sleeping. It still amazed me that she could manage to do so in this heat. She really was extraordinary, I thought, before I remembered the tiny apartment she was staying at before I managed to make her move in here with me. Such a tiny, shanty thing with barely enough roo

Hera’s Pov I was pleased with myself after listening to Marco's recording of his visit to Eggust's father. He had really outdone himself this time. I would have been convinced if I were Eggust's father. But now, after a week, nothing has happened. Marco had obviously squandered the money I gave him within one week, because he was back to blackmailing and threatening me. I had exhausted my arsenal of information so I didn't have any bargaining chip to use with Marlani. 'And even if I did, would I keep working for the money just to pay him?' The question rang in my head but I had no choice. Killing him was out of the option so this was it. I had thought about blackmailing him again with the sexscapade we had but after walking in on his phone call with Jessica, I knew she had found out already and was okay with it. The problem was she was demanding for more money from Marco and he was pressured to meet her demands so he was equally putting more pressure on me. I closed

Juss POV “Juss…” Despair rose in my throat like bile, threatening to overwhelm me but I swallowed it though the sheer force of will. The worst had finally happened. The very thing I had been afraid of.... There was nothing I could do. Fate had decided this herself. As soon as I came to this decision, I felt a sort of inner peace. I had thought about what to do, over and over again, something that wouldn’t affect either of us, but there was nothing. For Eggust and I, there was only one solution, one destination for our journey. “It was never meant to be in the first place, and what was not meant to be never had a happy ending.” I heard myself say. “What are you saying?” Maybe I was being selfish by putting myself first, maybe I am half of those things they described me to be, because I didn’t end it when Eggust started making his move. I was lonely at the time because Marco cheated on me. I needed someone to show me that they really loved me, I needed someone to wor

Juss’ Pov As soon as Eggust stormed out of the house, I went to my room and locked myself in. I silently wished he wouldn’t come back, and I would be left all by myself. I just needed to be by myself for a while, I was tired of everyone detecting how my life should be. Marlani on one hand was asking me to leave her son and get rid of my child, Eggust on the other was insisting on us not breaking up, that he would handle the media situation. But no one asked what I wanted, they kept assuming what I needed or needed to do. I felt like I needed someone to talk to, someone that would have an unbiased opinion about everything that had been going on, but I didn’t have anyone else to talk to. I had been so unlucky with friendships that it almost felt like a phobia. Jessica used to be one of my go-to persons while I was in Mexico, until I found out she was the whore who had been fucking Marco behind my back. They made it seem like I was crazy when I talked about the cheating s