Charlene laid in the bed without making any attempt. She would rather pretend to be sleeping than get up and share a glance with him. Ever since he returned home and found Miguel with her, she had been avoiding him as if both of them were never living together. Nevertheless it was what he wanted and she was going to respect his choice.
She could hear his footsteps approaching, perhaps coming out of the closet. Charlene closed her eyes tightly and adjusted in her sleeping position. Richard walked over to the bed, he picked his phone on the nightstand, just before walking out he looked over. There was no affection in his eyes, he looked at her plainly and tediously.
“We have a party to attend tonight, are you coming with me?” Richard said calmly, he knew she was pretending and he wouldn't bother to do as if he knew. He waited for her response but he did not get a word or sound from her. “Are you listening?”
“What the hell is this?” He asked ferociously, while anticipating her response. Charlene hardly read the article. All she could see was the picture of her and Javier when he covered her with his coat. She ambled toward the sofas, and tiredly rested her butt on the head before looking up to see him boiling in anger again. She had no idea about the article which he read only, all she could assume was that he was back to his usual self. Pompous and grumpy. Richard clenched his fist tightly trying to stifle the desire to yell at her.Charlene maintained her calmness, she gazed at him steadily and parted her lips to speak. “Can you explain what the article is all about?” She enquired calmly while looking at him squarely.“You still don't get it, do you? Why in hell would you go to a public library?” He rasped surly as he couldn't suppress his anger.Charlene had to choke back an angry reply
Her stomach was cramping so badly that she could barely hear what he was saying while he was tutoring her. Charlene tried to conceal the pain but tears trickled down her cheeks uncontrollably. Javier was perplexed, he had been asking her what was wrong ever since he noticed her state of discomfort. Fiona stared at her pitifully, just as Javier was helpless she was also helpless.Charlene had been in pain ever since she woke up after a thirty minutes slumber, she woke up to the pain which arose deeply in her. She clenched her eyes close trying all she could do not to cry out.“Are you alright, Charlene?” Javier asked impatiently, he couldn't sit back and watch her while she was in pain. He sat closer to her, his eyes had become red due to fear that gripped his heart.When the pain subsided, she glanced up at his face and shook her head vigorously. “I'm fine, it's just a slight headache.” She
She clutched onto the duvet close to her chest while staring at the ceilings. By the time she was fully awoken Richard wasn't in the bed with her, she concluded in her thought that he might be in the gym, naturally it was his weekend's routine. She was feeling much better the following day.She yawned as she sat up in bed. She checked the radio clock on the nightstand, She sighed as she moved a hand to her phone, she unlocked it, she missed ten calls from Javier, a message from Charles imploring her to come over to the mansion. She rolled her eyes and returned her phone to the nightstand. Richard sauntered in, there was an earphone worn over his neck, he was wearing a white vest and jogger pants. He strolled to the nightstand, he put his phone, bracelet and the earphone on the nightstand. Charlene gazed at him cheerfully, she had something to say to him as she concluded it was the best time to start a conversation with him.Charlene sa
Kathleen stepped out of her room just in time. It was Charles' voice that awoke her from her slumber, fortuitously she caught Charles about to descend the stairs, she called out his name calmly.“What's the matter? Is Charlene here?” Kathleen enquired as she stood looking at Charles.Charles halted, he glanced behind to see her already out. He pivoted promptly and shrugged his shoulders. “I don't know. She received a call just now and left my room in such a hurry without saying anything. I have to go after her.”Charles didn't bother to wait for her approval or response, he descended the stairs and trudged out of the building. James was driving out of the mansion when he arrived outside. Charles cursed underneath, he had to go back in for his car key. He turned around and went inside.He entered his room, he walked toward the drawer beside his bed, he drew it out a
“Should I book flight tickets for both of us?” Dolly asked immediately as she entered. Henrietta was walking toward her closet to get dressed. She halted in front of the door, she turned around and lifted her brow perplexingly. Dolly sighed softly, she believed Henrietta never checked the email she sent.“Tickets for what?” Henrietta eventually asked after a brief silence. She moved her hand to her hair to remove the towel she wrapped on her head.Dolly hit her forehead as she grumbled with frustration. She rolled her eyes and took a pace close to her. “Didn't you receive my email yesterday?”She frowned while drying her wet hair with the white towel. “Of course I did but I didn't have time to check it. Yesterday was really a terrible day, I'm still doing what I should be doing to get the contract. That manipulated bitch–” She seethed through gritted teeth.Dolly sighed, she knew who she was referring to. If it wasn't Maggie then it was no one. “Maggie?”“Who else? She's really a head
Charlene had tried to start a conversation with him but whenever she brought up a topic he ignored completely as if she was never talking to him. It wasn't like he derived happiness in doing so but he thought it was the best thing to do. Javier thought if he gave her a space it would be better than being close to her and became a disaster in her marriage.When the time was up Javier went over and submitted his booklet. Charlene saw him heading out of the lecture theatre, she was almost done, she scribbled the last answer, she packed up and walked up to the invigilator who was standing next to the desk. She dropped her answer booklet, the invigilator looked at her and smiled brightly. Charlene shrugged off, she strode to where her backpack was, she carried it and exited the lecture theatre. She looked round in search for him, she was perturbed as needed to talk to him. “Hey, Charlene.” Fiona appeared behind her, Charlene pivoted to look at her. She raised an inquiry brow while keepin
Miguel never allowed his babysitter or Richard to separate him from Charlene. When Charlene attempted to lay him in his crib, he grabbed her hair and cried out loud like a baby that had been taken away from his mother forcefully. Charlene had no other choice than to take him back to their room after feeding him his food. Charlene laid him beside her, whenever Richard tried to touch him he always crawled to Charlene and hugged her. “Seriously, Miguel?” He was surprised when he rejected him again.Charlene spared him an apologetic countenance before looking at Miguel. Richard scoffed softly, he turned to the other side and covered his body with the duvet.Miguel gurgled at her and extended his hands to her, gesticulating to her to carry her. Charlene remembered the book she left because of him, she needed to read but Miguel didn't give her a chance. She sighed, she caressed his face and smiled brightly at him.“Time to sleep, Miguel.” Charlene made to cover him up with his blanket but
Richard woke to a terrible hangover, he lingered in bed, ignoring his phone as he kept ringing. His eyes were tightly closed, roaming his right hand on the bed he rolled over to the edge. “Holy shit! My head,” He put a hand on his and groaned silently. Slowly he opened his eyes, almost all the lights in the room were off except the spotlight above the bed, he scanned the room without sitting up. “My head hurts.” He groaned. He extended his hand on the bed and took his phone, he gasped surprisingly when he saw it was five o'clock AM. He sat up abruptly and held his head. He ruffled his hair and glanced around the room. He furrowed his brows puzzlingly when he noticed she wasn't in bed with him.“Where is she?” He asked himself, wondering where Charlene could be. Suddenly he felt the urge of vomiting, he climbed down the bed and went to the bathroom. He vomited, rinsed his mouth and stared at his reflection in the mirror. Obviously he looked a mess, he held his head, trying to recall