LOGINFlabbergasted would be an understatement to describe how Mavis felt upon hearing her very own husband tell her such a thing. After he left her all alone without any calls, Grayson still had the guts to act like he did nothing wrong to her.
"Are you telling me, your wife, to move to the bedroom so my sister could occupy our bedroom? Are you listening to yourself right now?" she snapped.
"I do not want to argue right now, Mavis. Your things are already moved into the guest room anyway. If you need anything, just use my card," her husband replied before walking past her. "I have to head back to the company."
Before he could reach the door, Mavis rushed towards him and grabbed his arm. He forced him to face her.
"What about our deal? Grayson, you promised me! You promised me that for two months, you would treat me like your wife-"
"That deal is already void, Mavis. Forget about it and just think carefully what you want as an alimony," he said, cutting
Hestia was lost. It was her fault, yes. She accepted that fact so no complaints left her mouth as she continued to navigate her way through the woods. Snow had piled up to her knees, making it harder for her to find her way.“Grayson!” she shouted. “Venice! Anybody!”She was never a fan of snow so never once in her life did she ever go on a vacation like this. Since she knew to herself that there would never be one time that she would be stranded in a snowstorm, Hestia never bothered learning how to survive in one. “Anybody out there? Help me!” This time, her voice cracked. “I… I should have not come here in the first place.”There was even nothing in her bag that she found useful. Yes… There may be a tent in there, but she had no idea how to make it. “Grayson! Venice!” she continued shouting, stopping for a while as her knees started to give up on her. Tears glistened her eyes. Her hands grew colder as much as her now soaked feet. If no one finds her as soon as possible in the mid
Jackson finished his rehearsal and brief orientation for the upcoming Hearthwalk Fashion event while Diana explained to Mavis the things she needed to do as part of the invited designers to showcase their masterpiece. Afterwards, the two friends spent their remaining time catching up within Jackson’s private make-up room so as to avoid getting caught from the eyes of Maximillian. “Do you think you can keep acting as Hestia?” Jackson questioned after hearing his friend’s stories at how intimidating Maximillian was even if he was mostly quiet. Her shoulders slumped forward. “I… I do not really know,” she replied with honesty. “But I wonder why Hestia is hiding from her fiance. Even though Maximillian is scary, it is obvious how much he treasures and loves her.” Jackson pursed his lips. Hestia strictly instructed her not to mention their plan to Mavis. He did not want to tell the whole truth to his friend not because he made a promise to Hestia, but because he wanted revenge again
Before Mavis could come up with a lie to not attend such an important event unprepared, their conversation came to an abrupt stop when the doorbell rang. Mavis noticed the flash of dark look in the expression of Maximillian before he walked towards the door. He turned to her as his hand came in contact with the doorknob.“Are you expecting a visitor?” he asked.Mavis immediately shook her head, afraid that he might accuse her of doing something that would bring her into trouble. She watched him open the door as she peeked at who was on the other side of the door. It was a woman wearing a sleeveless top tucked under a black pencil skirt.Maximillian raised an eyebrow.“Hi. Is Hestia here? I came to fetch her for our preparation for the Hearthwalk,” the woman said with a cheerful tone.However, she received an emotionless expression from the mafia boss. The hair at the back of her neck stood at their ends. Goosebumps covered her, but she still gathered her remaining strength and extende
After their quick meeting, Hestia left and took a cab to head home. She already prepared herself with the upcoming nonsensical nagging of her twin’s stepmother. It may be a total hassle to listen to her, however, going too out of Mavis’ character might render them suspicious of her. Hence, upon entering the mansion, she lengthened her patience as the evil stepmother greeted her with a resounding slap. Hestia merely looked down without a word.“When did you become so stubborn?” Mrs. Charter yelled. “Don’t you know that Jackson is the reason why you have been accused of having an affair? Cutting ties with him completely will benefit you, Mavis.”Hearing those words almost made Hestia’s patience snap. She raised her head and looked at her stepmother straight in the eyes, only to receive another slap from her. This time, on the other cheek.“Do not look at me with those eyes. I did not raise you to be like that. Maybe I should slap you more so you can think straight for once.”Mrs. Charte
Back in Andville City, Mavis hardly touched her food as she kept stealing glances from Maximillion, who seemed unperturbed by how the news of their engagement seemed to have caused a storm. When she noticed that he suddenly paused from eating his steak, she stabbed her broccoli and shoved it in her mouth without wasting another second.“Is something bothering you?” he questioned straightforwardly.Mavis swallowed her food and nodded.“H-Have you found Karylle yet?” she asked in return.“No. We reached another deadend, but no worries, my men are still searching the city for her.”“What about Kyler?”Hearing that name made Maximillian put down his knife and fork. He gazed at Mavis, who merely looked back at him for a short three seconds before looking away.“Care to explain who this Kyler is?” His brow slightly raised. “H-He…” She hesitated since she, too, truly did not know what her relationship with Kyler was. “He is my son…”The man in front of her froze. “How old is he?” he presse
Hestia cannot help but let out a heavy sigh. With Mavis confirmed not residing in that safe place she prepared, she could not help but feel a heavy weight upon her shoulders. Not to mention, her twin sister was with her fiance at the moment. That alone would cause a domino of jeopardy. The worst part was she had no idea how Maximillian would react once he found out the truth.Even with the thousand of what-ifs rushing in her mind, she shook her head as if to refresh her thoughts. She grabbed her phone once more and dialed Dr. Charlie’s number.“First things first, I have to make sure that Kyler and Karylle are safe, the same goes with Mavis,” she muttered, reminding herself all over again that none comes second to those three.After a few rings, Dr. Charlie finally answers the call, however, even before she could speak, the doctor berated her.“I came here for a business trip, not to be interrogated and be under the constant watch of your fiance’s men. Just for you to know, on my firs







