Novels by iformajoy95

Author's POV“No!!!” Lucien roared, collapsing to the floor and rolling in frustration like a child. “All my years of hard work…”The door creaked open as Elara stepped in.“What’s wrong? Is everything fine?” she asked.Lucien didn’t respond. Bitterness and shock consumed his expression.He struggled to his feet and staggered toward the door, but Elara blocked his path.“Answer me!” she demanded.Consumed by rage, he shoved her aside and ran out of the room. Elara fell hard to the ground, a sharp pain hitting her as she began to bleed.Lucien, still in his pajamas, rushed out and when he arrived at his company, his company logo had been replaced, now bearing the bright emblem of a charity organization, with unfamiliar faces occupying the space.Outside stood Anderson and Cooper, his assistant.“How could you, Lucien? How are we supposed to pay the loan?” Anderson yelled, his voice laced with fury.The loan Lucien had taken… had made the revenge effortless.“No!” Lucien exclaimed, his

Days later, the doctor finally confirmed that I was fit for discharge. Lucien never once came to check on me.She handed me my shattered phone, my bag, and the miscarriage report. The kind gentleman who had retrieved my belongings had already passed them on to her.“Where is my daughter’s ward? You haven’t mentioned her,” I asked after waiting for her to bring it up herself, but she remained silent.“…I couldn’t tell you then. Your husband moved your daughter out of this hospital on the very first day he arrived. He described our facility as quack and low standard,” she revealed.My heart nearly stopped at her words.They had transferred Bianca? Lucien hadn’t even thought of informing me?If the hospital was truly as inadequate as he claimed, did he not care if I died here?I forced a smile and rose to my feet, turning toward the door.“Make sure you get enough rest,” she added.I nodded, holding back the tears threatening to fall.At home, my stomach twitched the moment I stepped ins

Arriving home, Elara and Stephanie were seated in the living room.“Hi,” I greeted as I walked past them, but neither of them responded.I continued toward the bedroom, where I found Lucien on the bed, focused on his laptop, with Bianca sitting beside him.“Mummy! Mummy!” she called out excitedly, running toward me and wrapping her arms around me.“That’s my girl,” I said warmly, lifting her into my arms.I turned my gaze to Lucien. “I see you’re busy.”“Yes,” he replied briefly, his fingers continuing to move rapidly across the keyboard.“Well, since it’s your birthday month, I was thinking we could do something meaningful this year,” I said, watching him closely.“Which is?” he asked, still not looking up.“A charity initiative under both our companies. It would make a strong impact,” I explained.But his attention remained elsewhere.I gently placed Bianca back on the bed and retrieved the documents from my bag.“The idea just came to me, and I’d like us to always remember that we

“Welcome, mummy,” Bianca said, running toward me and hugging my legs, immediately I arrived home.A soft smile curled on my lips as I lifted her into my arms.“How do you feel?” I asked gently.“I’m fine,” she replied in a small voice.Seeing her always brought joy to my heart… yet a quiet reminder lingered; I only had a month left to spend with her.I lightly tickled her sides, and she burst into laughter.Walking over to the couch, I sat down carefully and placed her beside me, then bent slightly to her level.“You should be asleep,” I said, and she nodded eagerly.“But mummy, why did you leave me alone there?” her tiny voice asked.I swallowed, steadying myself. “An emergency came up. I called your daddy to check on you.”“Okay, mummy,” she replied, her smile brighter this time.Lucien walked in and the moment he saw Bianca with me, he quickened his pace.“Bianca, go to your room now!” he ordered, lifting her off the couch.“But I haven’t been with mummy all…” she began.“Leave now

“Lawyer Elliot, I want a divorce,” I said.His eyes widened in shock.Everyone had always believed that Lucien and I had a perfect marriage. Even though I once thought it was good, now I know better.I took out my phone and played the recording, then showed him the pictures. Elliot stared at them in stunned silence as sympathy slowly spread across his face.“This is unbelievable,” he exclaimed.I forced a faint smile.“I have another favor to ask.”He nodded attentively.“As you’re preparing the divorce papers, I need you to also prepare asset transfer documents, along with a large charitable foundation,” I revealed, forcing back the tears threatening to betray me.This was my revenge.I would donate both my company and Lucien’s company to charity. Those people needed the money far more than he did.“Consider it done,” Elliot said, clasping his hands together.“Good,” I muttered, rising to my feet. “Keep this between us.”“How do you intend to get his signature?” he asked.“Leave that

Liora’s POVArriving at the hospital, Bianca was fine but asleep. She had a small scratch on her head from bullies at her school.“Nurse Kay,” I said, barging into his office after seeing Bianca. Quietly, I turned on the recorder on my phone.“Hey, Mrs. Lucien,” he greeted, fear laced in his voice and eyes. “Please sit down,” he added, gesturing toward the chairs.I sat, my jaw tight.“Tell me what you did to my child years ago,” I shot at him.His eyes widened, though he quickly tried to mask the fear with confusion.“What are you talking about? Bianca is fine,” he answered, avoiding my gaze.A fake smile curled on my lips.“Of course, you know what I’m talking about.”“I don’t,” he said, rising to his feet. “If you have nothing to say, please leave. I have a patient to attend to.”I had expected this reaction from him. That was the reason I came prepared.“A patient?” I asked calmly, pulling a pistol from my bag; it was Bianca's toy, but it looked like a real gun. I ran my hand thro