I left the office on time so I could see Regina and possibly spend the night there but the smell of cigarettes aggravated my already bad mood and I just had to leave.I didn't like cigarettes, everyone around me knows. When Abel was exploring different things and started smoking, I refused to tolerate it. I distanced myself quick and didn't even talk to him. He got the message and quit fast.It wasn't me being health conscious or some bullshit like that. I just didn't like it. There was something about it that just disgusted me.Now that I wasn't staying at Regina's, I didn't want to go home to Lilian. It would even be weirder if I went back to work after leaving a few hours ago. My strange actions would most definitely reach my dad's ears. Then I'll have to give an explanation as to why I was spending long hours at work despite being a newly wed.With a sigh, I drove in the direction of home. I stopped the housekeeper from coming since Lilian was home. Although she has been working f
As much as I would have loved to continue my tour of the house, I cut it short when I was alerted by my alarm. I set an alarm to know when I should start preparing dinner so I will be done eating before Byron's return.I wanted avoid unnecessary run-in with Byron and so far my plan has been working and I wanted to keep it that way.To be honest, it was kinda fun cooking while racing against time. It made me feel like I was on a top chef cooking show.I was done with my meal, after waiting a few minutes I did the dishes and went up to my room. I looked around for something to distract myself with.I brought out my sketchbook. Ever since Byron said he was going to invest in me and my work, I felt like I've been given a new lease of life. It's been a while since I've designed anything since I didn't have time. But ever since the Maldives, I've had that burst of inspiration to piece together a whole set of outfits.I focused on my drawing, lost in it, not noticing the passage of time. I s
Lilian was even more scarce around the house after the TV was installed in her room. I assumed she was just lazing away in front of the TV, binging shows and whatnot. It wasn't until I wanted to take a book I had left in the library did I discover her new hiding spot.Nestled on a beanbag she probably brought from the sunroom, dressed in casual clothes, her hair was up in a messy bun and a small smile was on her face. Her green eyes were framed by round glasses I have never seen on her before, they were focused on the book in her hands. She didn't even notice my presence.I looked at her book cover. I'd like to think I'm more interesting to look at than Wuthering Heights.She looked so at peace and in her element.I took the opportunity to tell her about her doctor's appointment on Saturday since I never see her. "I didn't expect to find you here." She was startled by my presence and fell off the beanbag. I held back a laugh but my eyes couldn't hide my amusement. "Byron. What are y
Where it all started – this hospital. When I thought my life couldn't get any worse than it already was, I was proved wrong and received the life shattering news of my diagnosis. But as life threw a problem my way, it provided me with a solution quickly. In what I could only describe as fate, I met Byron. Though he was annoying at times, I couldn't deny he was like a light when everything seemed so bleak.Standing in front of the elevator that day, I never would have imagined getting married to him or anything else that happened after that moment. I peeked at Byron, his eyes were trained on the elevator doors. Did he remember how we bumped into each other? Or was he just annoyed at the controversy that moment caused for him. Did he regret meeting me?As these thoughts crossed my mind, Byron looked my way. I focused my eyes elsewhere, embarrassed he caught me staring. This elevator ride was dragging out for so long. We got to the office, Byron opened the door for me. "After you?" I
"Good morning, sir." Collins greeted as he came into my office. I nodded in reply, not sparing him a glance."I have found a shop on lease. It's not too far from here and it's big and spacious." He continued when I realized I wasn't going to reply."Good. Do you have pictures?" I asked, finally looking at him."Of course sir." He replied, bringing out his phone from his pocket. He handed me the phone.The place looked nice on the outside and even more spacious and nice on the inside though it could do with some renovations."What's the cost price?"" It's four thousand dollars sir.""Locate the owner of the building and negotiate with him. I want to buy the whole building.""Okay sir. I will get to work immediately. Is there anything else you need?""Tell Irene to see me on your way out.""Okay sir." He bowed and made his way out. I let out a sigh and shut down my laptop. The thought of the upcoming interview made me sick to my stomach.I've never really been a fan of pictures. Bein
I have been feeling like I was on cloud nine after meeting Dr Miller. The thought that I didn't have to undergo a heart transplant was enough to make me die from happiness.But why would I die from happiness when I'm finally able to live with my arrhythmia?Maybe there really was a God.I felt even more grateful towards Byron as it was because of him I was able to be this happy.I turned on the sound system and connected my phone to it. Soon, one of my best songs was blasting out loudly.I sighed in contentment as I sat on the porch, overlooking the pool. I carried my sketch pad which was beside me, suddenly feeling inspired.After a while, I paused to look at what I had come up with. The bodice was a simple pattern with two princess darts. The sleeves were puffed up at the top and tapered to an end.I resumed sketching, thinking of what I could do to the yoke to make it unique."Good afternoon ma'am." A voice said. I dropped my pencil in fright and looked towards the person. It was a
Last night was interesting to say the least. I almost didn't want to get up this morning but the interview was scheduled to happen today. I do not like missing appointments or being late so I had to separate from my bed, no matter how reluctant I was to do so.I had a few clothes over at Regina's that I left just for situations like this.As I buttoned up my clothes, Regina woke up. I looked at her through the mirror as she sleepily sat up, her hair a bit unruly, the oversized shirt she had on slipping off her shoulder."What time is it?" She asked groggily. "It's just seven am. You can go back to sleep." I told her putting on my jacket. She slumped back on the bed hugging a pillow. I guess it's a little early for her as she didn't seem to care about her appearance. "Why are you going so early then?" She mumbled."I have work and an interview today." I ran a comb through my hair. She got up from the bed to help me with my tie. When she was done she patted my chest adjusting my coll
"Mr Bladell could be a handful but he is a very nice man." Lucia said as she mixed the dough. We were making a cake for the twins. It is their birthday today."I know he could be a handful." I sighed. "I've experienced it first hand."She chuckled and continued mixing the dough. She added chocolate flavor then set the dough aside to make the icing."Could you put the dough in the oven?" She requested. I carried the pan gingerly and put in the oven."You're invited to the birthday party. It will be holding at the Bladell's mansion." I said, scooping up a bit of the icing."I would have love to but I have to go back home to my children.""Come with them. I'd love to meet them. If they look anything like you, they must be really adorable."She smiled. "Thanks for the kind words, ma'am.""I've told you to call me Lilian. Please?"She nodded. "Okay Lilian, if you will excuse me, I have to get to work. The house won't clean itself.""Oh, sure." I followed her out of the kitchen and went to