Novel-novel oleh RedV SinSaint

Mijyne Event Hall.Roberto alighted from the vehicle and headed to the other side to open the door for his wife. Not that he was trying to be a sweet gentleman. No, he didn't even want to show his face at whatever event Miriam was going to.But... for the sake of his reputation and freedom, he had to.He was dressed in a beaded blue suit jacket, black pants and an equally black turtle-necked inner shirt. He helped his wife out of the car and gently shut the door behind her. She was wearing a beige-coloured sequinned gown that accentuated her curves and height. Miriam was indeed beautiful. A pity she had become a shrew and a blackmailing spouse.Whatever, he just wanted to get this function over with and retire to bed for good.He had decided. He would be sleeping in the guestroom tonight for some peace of mind.This place lived up to its fame. Just the parking lot spoke of grandness and riches. He could see several people, dressed elegantly, making their way over to the event hall.Re

He scowled, his brows tightening. Wh-what was she saying? What did she mean by those words?"If it weren't for you, how would he die?" Miriam continued, her confidence seemingly starting to soar.Roberto was honestly confused. How could she say such a thing?"You're trying to play mind games? That's not going to work on me," She scoffed. "This isn't a game. Roberto, mention one word about divorcing me again, and I'll help you tear down your image. You'll watch from behind bars as your treasured company hits its most-deserved nadir," Having let out this warning, she made a sharp pivot, heading towards the room's exit.Roberto, though flustered, didn't attempt to stop her. For all he knew, he was innocent. He would never kill anyone.Seeing that he wasn't frantically following her, Miriam stopped in her tracks but didn't turn back. "You do recall Myles, right?"Myles...."Myles Watson. He used to be your rival in love." Roberto remembered that man. Indeed, he had once felt the latter

"Get lost!" Miriam barked, feeling her ire increase at their presence. They weren't welcome here!"W-we saw nothing," Leona said, turning to take her leave."Sorry, ma'am. S-sorry sir," saying this with a slightly tremulous voice, the gatekeeper also made a sharp pivot and quickly followed after the ravenette."Miriam, you slapped me?!" Roberto asked, eyes widened, his tone a meld of rage and disbelief.His wife scoffed, arms folded over her chest, feet set in defiance. "I did. And so? What will you do?" she taunted."I don't hit women. But you're pushing me,""Do it if you dare," she dared him again, looking confident that he wouldn't. "See if I won't get you arrested for domestic violence."Without warning, he closed the distance between them and circled his right fingers around her throat, quickly lifting her off the ground, his eyes blazing with fury. "You bitch!"Miriam was both stunned and fleyed. She'd never expected he would do this to her. Her legs kicked about as she tried t

“I’m not going to sign that rubbish,” she spat, hitting the table once more, even harder this time.“You bitch!” Roberto was compelled to curse, his hands fisted by his sides. How dare she refuse after the lengths he’d taken to get the document ready? She was the one who fucking wanted a divorce, so convinced about it. No, she had to sign the papers and exit his home today.“Miriam, sign the papers and leave if you don’t want to get hurt.”“Get hurt?” she scoffed, a mocking laugh, “You should be more worried about yourself. You think you can survive without me?” she pointed conceitedly at herself as she asked this.“I was, before you returned to the country. And I was doing even better back then,” he shot back.“So you’re saying I’m not as good as your ex, huh? That classless Lily?”“Whatever you think. I don’t have time for your tantrums."Miriam’s face became uglier. She lunged at her husband, intending to hit him, but he grabbed her right hand, his face stern.“You want to hit me?”

Several minutes later…Roberto stepped out of the bathroom clad in a grey bathrobe, a small towel draped over his wet hair.He badly needed that shower. His phone, which was placed on the bedside cabinet, started ringing, and he subconsciously made his way to fetch it. As soon as he saw the caller ID, he frowned and declined the call. However, the caller resumed calling almost immediately, prompting the scowl on his face to deepen even more.He cut the call once more and threw the phone on the bed, flumping down on the side of the bed, a defeated sigh eventually escaping his lips. He hunched forward, resting his chin on the back of his right hand while staring into the void, lost in thought.The phone beside him kept on vibrating, but he didn’t bother to pick it up.His mind thought back to Lily. Everything about her made him regret. If only there were a pill for regret, he would have taken an overdose, so as to right his wrongs, so he could have the happy family he dreamed of with Li

6 minutes had passed and she hadn't stopped what she was doing.Roberto chose to stand, watching her engrossed in her work. More minutes flew by, the silence hovering between them was thick. For a moment, he started entertaining the thought that this lady didn't want to see them at all.But patience was one of the things he had learned to have over the years.After roughly almost an extra 4 minutes of them standing, she finally raised her head to look up at him and his secretary.Upon seeing who he was, her eyes flickered in surprise, and for a moment her jaws almost dropped open but then she quickly collected herself, the cold demeanor returning as she held his gaze.She hadn't expected to meet him here of all places. But she couldn't act familiar with him, he was a stranger to her.Roberto, on his part, was stunned after his target raised her head. How come she looked familiar — similar to his ex-wife even?"Why are you guys still standing?" she asked, looking puzzled."We just fel

The hospital room had finally descended into a calm and peaceful state after the doctor managed to give Sabrina her needed dose of sedatives.Calytrix tucked Sabrina under the sheets properly before standing upright. She then turned to face the doctor, who was discussing with Sabrina's father.“Sir, I'll advise that someone is always with her. She needs to be monitored based on what happened. She has developed a shock response. It's like every time she wakes up, her brain is still in that moment, and what she would try doing is killing herself,” the doctor said, a book in his hand, which he closed.“Oh… that's bad,” Mr. Meyer said, his breath heaving heavily.“You should also take a rest,” the doctor said as he noticed Mr. Meyer's state.“Miss, try to assist him with keeping an eye on Sabrina for now. She just needs to be in someone's focus,” the doctor said, turning to meet Calytrix.“Definitely, I'll do that,” Calytrix said with a nod, and then the doctor turned to leave.As the doc

While Calytrix and Mr. Meyer were discussing, Sabrina had woken up from her induced sleep and had thought to finish what she started.Mr. Meyer, who was covering his face with his hands, quickly dropped them as he heard Calytrix shout, his head turning to face Sabrina.“Sabrina, please put it down,” he begged, his hand moving closer to Sabrina.“Don't come close to me!” Sabrina shouted, her eyes pouring with tears. “You are a devil, you’re not my father,”As Sabrina held the pin tightly in her hand, pointing it menacingly at herself, Calytrix watched in panic and gave Mr. Meyer a knowing look.When she saw that he had caught on to what she meant, he assisted by pulling Sabrina's attention to himself.“Dear, what do you mean? Why are you saying all this nonsense? What are you doing this for?” Mr. Meyer questioned his daughter, his tone laden with emotion.“You ask what I'm doing this for?” Sabrina said, laughing maniacally as she recoiled in disgust at what her father was telling her.

She sighed as she placed her hand on the ward handle. She opened the door to the ward, and the uneasy smell of medication seeped into her nose.Calytrix stiffened her breathing as she walked towards Mrs. Laylina Meyer, who could be seen sitting by the side of the bed beside her daughter.She picked one of the chairs in the room and dragged it closer to Mrs. Meyer before sitting down on it.Sabrina lay unconscious on the hospital bed, IV drips passed through her hands connecting to the drips hanging on a stand, and some drugs were placed on the table beside the bed.The room also had a curtain that could be used for a patient's privacy.After her eyes were done surveying the room, she couldn't help but notice Mrs. Meyer’s muffled sobs.“Mrs. Meyer?” She called out softly, her hand moving closer to touch her, but the latter obstructed her hand, and she retracted it.“I’m fine, if that’s what you want to ask.” Mrs. Meyer responded, her voice hoarse and tears running down her face as she

“Please, ma’am, don’t cry, all will be well,” Calytrix said, her hand placed behind Mrs Meyer's back as she patted her.“Sabrina will come out fine,” she added, but that sentence seemed to be a trigger for Mrs. Meyer. She suddenly glared at her, which made Calytrix's hand momentarily leave her back.“She'll come out fine?” she said, her tone taking on a more sarcastic edge. “And when she does, she'll go back in again because what's going on hasn’t been solved yet.”“She can't handle this, I told him!” she continued wailing, leaving Calytrix lost in her thoughts, trying to piece it all together.Mrs. Meyer had left coded words that Calytrix couldn't seem to solve. Just as she was about to ask her some questions, the door to Sabrina's ward suddenly opened.Abruptly, the sobs coming from Mrs. Meyer stopped, and she stood up to meet the doctor, her eyes eager for the news—something good, she hoped.“Doctor, please, how is my daughter? Please tell me she's okay! Please!” she said, teardrop

“Huh?” Calytrix was surprised by the answer.Why would Sabrina attempt suicide? Is something wrong with her?Calytrix knew Sabrina; she was a proud b*tch, and that made them not get along. Most of the times she was around, Calytrix only managed to speak a word or two to her, which included greetings and not much more.The fact that her mother had to work as a nanny, even if it was about paying back a favour, didn’t really sit well with Calytrix. So, she didn’t bother much with the family, especially their spoiled daughter.Instead of brooding in her mind, Calytrix decided to ask straight from her mum, “What made her try that? Is she mentally okay?”“I don’t know,” Mrs. Forger could only reply as she patted her chest before adding, “I just know that lately, she has been moody, and I always overhear the Meyers whispering amongst themselves. I don’t really know what is happening to them. She’s not the only one who is moody; it’s all of them, just that Sabrina seems more off than the rest

Calytrix had arrived at her destination.She got out of the taxi, paid for the fare and as the vehicle zoomed off, she looked at the huge gates that provided a glimpse of the glamour of the Meyers' estate.She suspired and moved from where she was standing, heading towards the black gates. However, she diverted and stopped just short of the wicket gate, where she raised her hand to knock.In no time, the middle-aged gatekeeper had answered. “Who is it?”“Good evening, it's me, Mrs. Livingston's daughter…” She started to introduce herself when the latter cut her off.“Oh…Miss. Calytrix, you came today. Come in,” he said with a smile as he quickly let her in.“Thank you, sir,” she said, bowing slightly.“No need. Your mum is such a nice person; I could never treat you badly,” he said with a big smile before returning to his post.Calytrix walked along the paved paths of the estate until she reached the Meyers’ huge mansion. Standing in front of the entrance door, she rang the doorbell,