It has been precisely seven days since Annabel received the unusual request from Mrs. Torres to extend an invitation to her husband, a directive instigated by Mrs. Torres's concern for her sons, Albert and Andrew. The underlying motive was to serve as a deterrent, preventing any potential romantic entanglements between the aforementioned sons and Annabel. In the seclusion of his study, Andrew, immersed in his thoughts, couldn't help but vocalize his desire for Annabel. "I want her to be mine," he uttered, grappling with his emotions while nervously biting his lip. Despite the intense yearning for Annabel and the allure of her touch, Andrew realized the necessity of maintaining self-control. He understood that any hint of impropriety could lead to suspicion and, subsequently, his mother dismissing Annabel from her position. Caught in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, Annabel found herself walking along the mansion's passageways when she unintentionally eavesdropped on Mrs. Tor
One windy day, Annabel sat in her room, thinking hard. The wind outside matched the whirl of thoughts in her head. She had a big job ahead—getting Mrs. Jones to say yes so she could meet Julie. But this mission wasn’t just about typical friend talks. Restless, Annabel got up, pacing her room. “How do I ask Mrs. Jones to let me see Julie and talk about our plan for finding a fake husband?” she wondered, gently stroking her chin. The situation felt serious, full of uncertainty. In a moment of contemplation, Annabel's phone interrupted the solitude with its insistent ringing. Her eyes darted to the device resting on her bedside table, and without hesitation, she reached for it. The caller ID revealed Julie's name, and a sense of urgency compelled her to answer swiftly. Julie's voice burst forth from the speaker, a cacophony of excitement. "Get down here quick! I've found someone perfect for the job!" Annabel winced at the unexpected volume, hastily pulling the phone away from her
Andrew, now visibly perplexed, continued to scratch the back of his head as he approached the table behind the coffee shop. "Annabel, where are you?" he called out, unaware of the clandestine activity transpiring just inches away. His eyebrows raised inquisitively as he surveyed the area, considering the possibility that she might be hiding. "Could she be behind this table?" he mused aloud, taking a cautious step forward as his eyes scanned the surroundings. Beneath the table, Annabel's heart raced at the realization that Andrew was inching closer. Panicking, she whispered urgently to Julie and the guy with them, "He's coming here! Why is he coming here?" Her eyes widened with concern, scanning Andrew's every move. Julie, caught off guard by the sudden urgency, questioned, "What's going on, Annabel? Why are we hiding?" Confusion clouded her expression as she tried to make sense of the situation. Annabel turned toward Julie, her voice barely audible, "That's Andrew." Julie's
Annabel and Julie found themselves in disbelief as a mysterious figure with a masked face stood before them. Annabel, unable to contain her curiosity, questioned him with a puzzled stare, "Who are you?" Andrew, attempting to maintain an air of mystery, smoothly shifted his glass before settling in next to Julie. A silent exchange of glances between Annabel and Julie revealed their mutual confusion. Annabel inquired, "What's going on?" with a lingering tone, and Julie, equally bewildered, shrugged in response. As Andrew took a deliberate sip, he cleared his throat, adjusting his voice pitch to conceal his identity. A concealed smirk adorned his face beneath the mask as he disclosed, "I heard you guys need someone to act like a fake husband." Julie, momentarily taken aback, blinked twice before responding, "Yes, we do. We actually need someone to act as her husband for a day," pointing at Annabel, who was fixated on Andrew. Sensing Annabel's intense gaze, Andrew flinched imperc
Annabel and Juliet found themselves in a state of bewilderment as they stood face to face with a man donning a distinguished beard, his friendly wave capturing their attention. Amidst the moment, Juliet instinctively grasped Annabel's hand, forming an unspoken bond between them as they cautiously approached the enigmatic figure, Andrew, whose countenance bore a semblance of disguise. Juliet, seemingly oblivious to the potential clandestine nature of their encounter, couldn't help but express her amazement. "Woah, Alex, I never knew you were this hot," she complimented, punctuating her words with a playful giggle. Annabel, however, was quick to quell her friend's exuberance, gently jerking her and signaling for quiet. As their trio converged, Annabel's discerning gaze met Andrew's, finding him already fixed on her with a subtle smirk adorning his lips. This triggered a sense of familiarity within Annabel, a recognition of that smirk, yet an elusive memory left her struggling to p
The sound of shattering glass filled the room, a lady squatted down to pick the broken pieces of the glass.The sharp mouth of the glass pierced through her finger as blood immediately oozed out of the finger.“Just look at what you did Annabel,you broke my favourite vase.You are just good for nothing like your useless mother”A lady who appears to be her aunt reprimanded from behind.“Please don’t talk about my mother like that”Annabel pleaded heavenly at the verge of crying.“Oh shut up,she is the reason for my brother’s death!”Her Aunt barks at her as Annabel gazes down.“If only he didn’t marry that whore of a woman that gave birth to a worthless disgusting person like you he would have still been alive”Her Aunt added remarking rudely.“My mother is not a whore”Annabel finally voices out, unable to hear any bad things about her mother.“How dare you talk back at me Annabel!”she grabbed her by the wrist tightly,she pulled her up and landed her a tight slap.Annabel couldn’t control t
The sound of relaxing music was echoing in the whole living room. The living was big enough to contain at least eleven families and there would still be space remaining. A woman was sitting on a couch with a glass of wine cup in between her fingers.She wore a fitted romper with a pair of high heels,She seemed to be worried about something with the way she caressed her membrane.“Excuse me ma’am!”Her butler called for her as soon as he came in. The woman didn’t respond to him, “excuse me ma’am” he called out again. She slowly looks up at him, giving him a deadly look.“What exactly do you want?” She asks with a cold tone.“I am so sorry to disturb you ma'am,”He apologised, a bit frightened by her stares.”Miss Juliet is here to see you”,He added.“Juliet”She repeated the name.“Yes ma'am,”He replied.“She can come in”She gave her approval for him to bring her inside.“Miss Juliet is here, ma’am,”The butler announced. The woman looked at her with a confused look, trying to remember whe
Annabel was a bit nervous to go see the madam, she really hopes the madam doesn’t get suspicious with them and find out that she isn’t married.“I am a bit nervous,” Annabel whispers to Juliet.“You don’t have to be nervous, she will ask you a few questions and you have to answer the questions without showing that you are nervous”Juliet whispers back to Annabel “and no matter what happens, she mustn’t find out that you are single” she added.“I will try my best not to be nervous,”Annabel mutters with a low tone.“No more talking, we are almost close to the living room, we don’t want her to get to know about our lies”Juliet ushers for her to be quiet, Annabel nods lightly.They both finally reached their destination but they were both confused because they couldn’t see any trace of the madam.“I think she has finally caught up to our lies” Annabel bickers pacing around.“I think she stepped out for a moment,” Juliet declares, trying to convince herself that the madam was going to come