Chapter 122Adriana povI finally got home after being away for 7months. My wife mm must have grown grey hours missing me. I got out of the can and stood outside the house for a while before I summoned the courage to go inside the house. It's been 7 months and so much has happened. I have cried, laughed and get sad. It has been a rough time for me and I felt that was my punishment for not being a good daughter. I Knocked on the door twice before my mom finally opened the door. We both stood staring at each other for a while as year's welled down my eyes, even though I struggled not to let it fall, it was beyond my power, its not something I can do. “Look at my baby girl.” My mom said to me and hugged me, I don’t know maybe she was pretending not to know what’s going on or she was truly not aware of everything. I carried my boxes inside the house and sat on the couch. Living in a mansion 7months made me see my house differently, that’s why the rich never live in such apartment it’ll
Tristan Ford’s POV07:00 am, Tuesday, 5th of July. My eyes fluttered open as I glanced at the ceiling above me. Despite already waking up, everything felt like a dream. A dream that I would rather wake up from than live in it. Looking at the alarm clock beside me, I took a deep breath before getting up from bed. I took a look at myself in the mirror and discovered that I had grown thin. Although it wasn’t much, my hair was dishevelled, and my eyes looked lacklustre. Even though I was still in shape, I paled in comparison to who I was two years ago. After freshening up, I was about to leave the house with my coat on and my black hat as I carried my briefcase. My face was void of any smile and I was just about to leave when I heard my name being called from the side. “Tristan…” a deep and intimidating voice resonated around the entire room. I might be powerful, but even I wouldn’t dare go against that voice or its owner. I shifted my gaze to the side, and I could see my
Adrianna Sterling’s POV 12:00 pm Tuesday, 5th of July. I wave of dizziness washed over my head, but I had to shake it off. I was tired but couldn’t afford to rest, not with my current responsibilities. I was cleaning the dishes being used in the White Rose restaurant and I widened my eyes to prevent myself from falling dizzy again. “Adrianna, the customers aren’t gonna eat with bare hands. You gotta hurry up.” I heard a voice call from the kitchen door, urging me to step up. I didn’t dawdle either and I hurried with my job. It wasn’t until six o’clock in the evening before I finally had my rest. Once the time was up, I left the restaurant and went straight to the city hospital. Dusk was setting and the night was a bit cold, but it didn’t matter to me. I have always lived my life in fear of losing the only person I have left in this world, my mother. That fear has been my driving force to keep me moving, even if my mother can no longer move. Because I know
Tristan’s POV10:45 pm Thursday, 7th of July. I could feel fatigue wash over my entire body, but I couldn’t afford to sleep. There was still so much to be done in the company and I couldn’t afford any time of rest. Enrique was already dealing with the assignment I gave him which means that he might not have much time to deal with official work. He didn’t complain though, but I couldn’t let the guy overwork himself. He’s my assistant, not my slave. Due to barely having any sleep last night, I decided to have breakfast at a regular restaurant. Just to get a coffee and some snacks that’ll keep me running for the day. After taking my seat, I looked around me. It had been a long time since I had been to joints like this. I’m either at the bar or home. If I needed doughnuts or burgers, I could always get someone to get them for me. Being gave me a familiar sense of nostalgia. “Good morning, Mister. What can I get you...” The soft voice of a lady attracted my attention, and I noti
Adrianna’s POV 5 o’clock in the evening and I was already on my way to the hospital. I had done a whole day’s worth of work and I felt like I needed a shower, but I don’t really trust my body in that aspect. If I go home to take a shower, given the fatigue I was feeling, I will end up crashing and falling asleep. That’s the last thing I want to happen. I walked by the street while my mind was running through a thousand things at once. Most of which were calculations. I needed to make about ten thousand dollars in order to pay for my mother’s surgery. I currently have two thousand five hundred, a far cry from my goal. In terms of spending, I only take enough to make me survive, and there are no other kinds of unnecessary spending. I cut all my expenses as much as possible and I was even still in debt. But I don’t really care about that. Even if I am going to be in debt for the rest of my life, as long as my mother is going to live healthily, I don’t care. It was q
Tristan’s POV It was a bright morning, but to me, it was just another regular day filled with work, cries and nightmares. I was working on a laptop behind my desk when I suddenly heard a knock on my door. “Come in...” I permitted and Enrique walked into my office. He had a few papers in his hands, but his mood looked a bit serious, in contrast to his expression two days ago. I was quite curious as to what would make my ever-enthusiastic secretary so gloomy. He arrived before my desk and handed me the papers. “I’ve done what you asked of me sir,” he mentioned. I took the papers off his hands and went through the entire biography-looking description of a lady. “Adrianna Sterling, born on September 22nd, lives in Yellow-lane Street, Gundam City. Age twenty-six, six feet tall and... single.” I read out loud and after looking at the personal information, I decided to check her occupation and I was stunned. “Is she a machine?! Works part-time in Three restaurants and as a cl
Adrianna's pov I was still awestrucken by such an unusual request yet he appears to be so calm about it, "Why will he approach me of all people?" I kept asking myself. It's been a week since the incident and I couldn't help but wonder if he was in his right senses, Why can't he just get married rather than getting a contract marriage. I didn't think about it too much I had a lot of work to do while I still washing dishes during my shift at another restaurant, I got a call from my friend Kristana. "Hey Kristy" I mumbled while placing my phone on the right side of my ear, Using my shoulder as support to hold it in place while I work. "Anna!!" She squealed in glee, I could hear music from the background, "Having fun without me huh?" I roll my eyes it's not like I care, I don't even have time for myself not to talk of partying and having fun. "That's a joke right?, We both know you would never go out with me to have some fun, Anyways that's not why I called I'll be dro
Chapter Seven Tristan's pov I was really relieved when she called I had a hard time trying to find someone else, they didn't seem like the type of woman I wanted I really hope she doesn't change her mind again. I woke up early the next morning had my bath and got dressed in my expensive Armani suit, As I walk down the staircases I heard my parents arguing about something. I didn't bother listening to their conversation until I heard my name "If he doesn't bring a woman with him for our get-together party next week then he'll leave me no choice" I heard my father say to my mother. "He is a full grown man who can make choices for himself, I do not support your bringing in a wife for him let him decide for himself" My mother disapproves of his suggestion and that made me feel at ease. I didn't bother having breakfast I just walked out of the house heading for my car, I hopped in and dialed Adrianna's number while inserting the key into the ignition. She didn't pick up till aft