Martina Maïeil is lying on the ground, unconscious. As for me, I am standing imperturbable. I don't know when Anita came out of the kitchen and came running when she saw Maïeil lying on the ground. "Boss! Oh my God, what is she doing sprawled on the floor? Is she dead?" She starts crying. She runs out then comes back with Maïeil's driver who had just brought her back. I didn't even have time to ask her to stop in her tracks, she was so uncontrollable. I still wanted to wait a little longer for the product to work on Maïeil. But Anita came out of nowhere. I hope at least the harmful substance has had time to work very well. Having no choice in front of the driver who comes in after Anita, rushing, I bend over Maïeil, looking worried. The driver lifts Maïeil from the ground and carries her to the car. I will also sit in front next to the driver and we go straight to the hospital. My doctor is not on duty today, he would have managed the situation well, however. I was taken aback
Dinam My life has changed drastically since I moved in with my father. My mother was right, he is very nice. He put me in a position of technical director in his company. My dad owns several businesses here at home and across the continent. The one in which he placed me does international transport and transit. This company deals with the transport of goods on an international level. We are also involved in the transit of goods and manage an airline company. It is the largest airline in our country. At the moment, I have a lot of work to do. My father, who manages several businesses at the same time, is often very busy. I usually find myself alone in his big house, even if I lack nothing. We have house staff who take care of everything. They would even be ready to wash and dress me if I didn't object. I also had the opportunity to chat with my sister. I find her very nice and we chat regularly. She is excited at the idea of having a brother, and I too have always dreamed of playing
Ethan I can't believe I got screwed as a child. I was so obsessed with the idea of winning Maïeil back and separating her from Dinam that I didn't even realize what a manipulator Martine is. She had me with the idea of inheriting the fortune of Maïeil's father by marrying me to her, and I ran stupidly into her trap. How did I not have to think even for a moment? It's true, what loyal and loving person to her daughter-in-law as she claimed to me, can resort to such twisted schemes to separate her life from a man she loves? It's all for his own good. The easy win blinded me to the point where I did not see clearly in his game. At the beginning, Martine calmed me down, saying that I must give Maïeil time to recover from his break-up with Dinam and the mourning too. I foolishly believed it, when she was already preparing the ground for Lens. She really pulled it off. Now she no longer picks up my calls. But I think she underestimated me. She forgets that I know too much about her and
Martina That jerk Ethan left me no choice but to end his miserable life. He played with fire, and he got burned. I had warned him, but he did as he pleased. He stubbornly challenged me, yet he was no match for me. Since that day that he had come to my house during his lunch break to say he had to warn me, I had therefore understood following his threats that he was a danger for my projects and that I had to put him off the board quickly. However, I hadn't hesitated to make him understand that I could be dangerous and that he should be careful of me, but he proved to be stubborn. Anyway, him and me, it couldn't work in the long term. It was for this reason that he had to die at all costs. It's already been a week since I put my detective to tail him. According to the latter's reports, Ethan still continued to see my daughter-in-law, to the point of asking her to take care of me. There's no doubt that this cretin was planning to throw everything at Maïeil. It was therefore after obtain
Dinam Independently of my will, I learned that Maïeil is going to get married in a few days. His father is an important man in this country, therefore, this news made the headlines. I would be lying if I said that I am not affected by this news. As quickly as we broke up, she ran into another man's arms. And what is curious is the same Lens from which she was fleeing when she had proposed to me to make a marriage contract at the start. I no longer understand anything in Maïeil's actions. To believe that this is not the same woman that I married and that I thought I really knew. Did these people take advantage of me, or, since I was a miserable young man in desperate search of a job, did they want to play with me? I think until my head hurts, but I can't find a possible answer that would convince me. I think I had underestimated my love for this woman. Despite my efforts to get better in order to move on, I can't remain indifferent to the news of his marriage. How can someone love the
Martina I took care of the smallest details so that this wedding ceremony was a perfect success. For more than two weeks, I couldn't close my eyes for more than three hours. The interest at stake is enormous, therefore, there is no room for error. I'm sitting in the front row to savor my decisive ticket to my projects. I'm soaring in the air for what I managed to do. It wasn't easy at all, but I made it. In a short time, all of my husband's fortune will be rightfully mine. Sitting proudly to savor this great step towards my victory, I attend the exchanges of consent. Everything was going very well until the celebrant asks Maïeil if she agrees to take Lens as her husband. I'm crossing my fingers that this wedding for which I have worked for a long time is finally celebrated. However, there is, as it were, a malaise. What is that idiot Maïeil doing? As everyone hangs on her lips waiting for her to consent to the question posed by the pastor, she remains silent and casts her gaze around
Martina I left my room with the intention of venting my anger on Maïeil. I sit with my face tight, a way of telling her that I don't intend to accept her supposed apology that she wants to present to us when we meet. I have planned in my mind to ask her to have another wedding ceremony with Lens if she wants me to forgive her. However, I was a million miles from imagining the bombshell that damned girl was about to drop. When she accused me of being behind the schemes to get Dinam out of our lives, at least I thought they were just empty words without any basis. I didn't worry as a result. Only, my tension started to rise when I heard her mention the proofs of her statements. My God, what is this evidence? Did that idiot Ethan gather things that would harm me? I don't believe either. So what is she actually talking about? Maieil knows she's got me and she looks at me, smiling with a petty air. My menacing gaze has no effect on him. On the contrary, I would put my hand in the fire tha
Maieil I am more than convinced that Martine is the instigator of my separation from Dinam. The look she gave me earlier when my father came into her room said a lot about her involvement. If she thinks I'm going to stand there with my arms crossed without inquiring further about her involvement in this affair, it's because she's got her fingers in her eye. I don't plan on letting her off the hook that easily. My father may thunder in his santhor voice that the subject is closed, as for me, I do not intend to stop there. Martine is a poor person without any scruples. I can't understand this visceral hatred she harbored towards my Dinam. When I remember that he begged me almost in tears to believe in his innocence, while I only condemned him in return. My pain is even greater when I realize that I left Dinam when he needed me the most. He had begged me to stay close to him, and I pushed him away like a heartless woman when he had just lost his mother and was alone. I'm terribly sorry