All Chapters of Forgiving my unforgivable husband : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

4 Chapters

Three years later

Giselle POVThe night was quiet and peaceful at The Pines Avenue, a place that has been my home for three years now.Sitting on the sofa, patiently waiting for my husband at my usual spot, I looked at the wall clock.It was past midnight.Suddenly the door clicked open, announcing his arrival. The grand door flung open, revealing a wobbly figure of Julian stuck to the side of his assistant, Lucas. The smell of alcohol quickly crept its way into the room. “What happened?”, I asked, rushing toward them.“Madam, I sincerely apologize but I couldn’t stop him from drinking this much. Something happened today at work”, he replied, not bothering to explain further and this has already been the case. “ You know his drinking habits have increased swiftly in recent days, right?”, I voiced out my concern, wanting further explanation for his recent rise in taking alcohol.“ That would be my fault, Madam,” he replied professionally, intentionally dulging my interrogations like always.Taking a de

A Trap

Forgiving my unforgivable husband /NASA

Giselle POVDid Julian meet up with her yesterday to drink? Loads of questions kept flooding my mind.To calm down my thoughts about Gwen’s return, I got myself a drink of water from the fridge and returned back to my duties.A couple of hours later, the ladies left, leaving behind biscuit wrappers, used cups and plates—unbothered about who was going to take care of that mess.They all left ,one after the other, leaving Mrs. Walker who moved towards me with an indifferent mood as I tidied up the place."Don't even think I would forget what you did today?” she barked as she moved towards me. “What did I do?”, I questioned ,not knowing where I went wrong today.“Oh you mean you don't remember what you did, you golddigger!”, she responded with a sharp pain on my face. No one had dared to lay a hand on me but here I was being disciplined by Mrs. Walker. This wasn't the first time she had slapped me with any little mistake I made. “I will remind you if you don’t”, she continued but I was

The struggles of a Son

Forgiving my unforgivable husband /NASA

Julian’s POV“I trusted you with this Job! We invested millions into this project, only to discover the electrical gadgets for the project have still not been shipped from China! What is the meaning of this!” My father’s barks echoed in his office.“Do something about this now!” he commanded, throwing the papers in the air at me. With my fist clenched, I stormed out of his office. Crisis kept rising in Texta Condos, and yet, as CEO, he piled all the blame on me. Relationship between me and my dad has always been like this. Despite him being the final sayer in every project we embark on, he still points fingers at me when there is an issue. According to him, my task here is to foresee all these challenges before we start the project.When would he finally allow me to take up the affairs of the company? Practicing as a protégé under him has become more tiring than I expected and it doesn’t seem to be ending soon.Since childhood I have been bending over to cater for his every whim! But

Framed

Forgiving my unforgivable husband /NASA

Giselle POVBefore I could say another word, a heavy hand grasped me by the arms, dragging me on the floor. Looking up, I saw Julian, I immediately noticed something had changed about him. Though Julian was mostly cold towards me, this was different, I really couldn’t place a finger on it but it was there. As we moved down the staircase, his cold demeanor showed no emotions but his heavy hand did, it broke every single bone in my arm.“Julian, please, you need to listen to me,” I begged, my face already soaked with tears as I struggled to free myself from his firm grip.It was raining heavily outside but Julian didn’t flinch as we stepped into the cold weather. Bare footed, the chills of the weather swept over me, shivers run through my spine intensifying the pain I felt in my chest. I couldn’t comprehend what was going on. The last thing I remember was the door van closing behind me and then before I could redeem myself , my husband was dragging me out of Pines Avenue in such cold w