LOGINI nodded, even though I wasn’t sure I could keep that promise.I stepped out of the car."Please take care of Alecia. I will be quick."I told her and walked towards the building.The moment I entered the lobby, the security guard saluted me stiffly. A few workers nearby froze, then began whispering among themselves.The murmurs spread like wildfire.That wasn't really the welcome I expected.I wondered why they were looking at me like I was the other woman.They were present at our wedding, so... what was with the attitude?Louis—Leo’s personal assistant—rushed toward me with an awkward smile.“Oh! Ma’am… what a surprise. You… you came in person.”She looked tense.“Yeah... I came to see my husband. Where is he?” I asked calmly.“The boss is currently in a very important meeting and—”“Louis,” I cut in, holding her gaze. “You’re a woman too. I’m sure you understand my situation. Something is wrong, so please… just tell me where he is. I won’t be at peace until I see him. I don’t care
CHARLOTTE'S POV I never thought a day would come when Leo would feel like a stranger in our own home. At first, it was the late nights excused as “emergency meetings" then the hidden calls. Today, our daughter Alicia turns exactly one month old, and he has spent the last three days at the company again. This is the second time this month. He claimed to be very busy at work and that failed prototype that had nearly bankrupted the company. But I knew there was more to it. Back at the hospital, the day Alicia was born, he didn’t knew I noticed it when he pulled off his shirt—but I did. The smear of red lipstick on the side of his neck, just below his collarbone. A strange woman's lips. I told myself it was nothing. I trusted Leo. He had been my rock through every storm so I smiled and swallowed the doubt. I convinced myself he would never betray us but distance kept growing and my instincts kept screaming louder with every passing day. So today, I decided to fi
AUTHOR'S POV Chloe was in her bedroom mumbling to herself when Zoey walked in. "What's the problem?" "Mother doesn't even care about us anymore,always with Charlotte just because she is now famous and married to a billionaire." Zoey sighed with an eye roll. "Chloe you were on phone with Mother for vote an hour and you still think that she doesn't care about us?" "Easy for you to say,you have a husband and a child...I am stuck with three kids from different fathers. And worse they are not helping with the child support." "You complain as if you didn't know what's going on when you intentionally got pregnant for those men". "Yes..I got pregnant to know if they are serious about out relationship..." "Well, you got your answer I suppose?" Zoey said with a shrug. "Yeah I got my answer thanks Zoey that made me feel better". Chloe snapped. Zoey settled down on the bed beside her twin sister and sighed. "Mother has been with us for so long...". "Well that's why she's out mothe
I stood there in the hallway, chest heaving so much I could barely breathe normally.She had proof.She had a deal with the director to keep her job here?And worst of all… I had no proof to take legal action against what she did to me.Not to mention that she was convinced she was carrying my child.I didn’t even know if I had actually finished inside her. The drug had me doing things I didn’t want to do.One thing was certain: her being pregnant would be impossible because I had a vasectomy.Who knew that would turn out to be a blessing one day.Now I had to consider telling Charlotte about it.But if she had videos, photos, messages… anything that proved we were together that night, Charlotte would never forgive me.I had to let her know...But how...How could I look her in the face and tell her about what happened yesterday?I dragged a hand down my face, trying to steady my breathing.“I am so fucked.”“Leo?”A familiar voice called.I turned and found Mei standing a few feet fr
Charlotte’s voice broke the silence after Daniella left. “She seemed nice. But… why were you so tense? Do you know her?” I swallowed hard, forcing a weak smile as I turned back to her. “No, sweetie… I don’t know her.” “Oh… Okay…” She replied, as if unsure whether to believe that. Suddenly, my phone rang. I picked it up from the bedside and answered. “Hello…” “Well, hello Leonard… you can’t even put up an act in front of your wife. Did I affect you that much?” I have never been so grateful that my speaker wasn’t on in my entire life. I glanced at Charlotte. She was busy breastfeeding Alicia and humming to herself. “Don’t act deaf. Are you afraid to say anything because your wife is there? How lame can you be, Leonard…” I hung up. “I’ll be right back,” I muttered to Charlotte, already moving. “What? Baby, where are you—” “I’ll be quick,” I replied, heart pounding as I slipped out. I spotted Daniella’s white coat disappearing down the corridor. Without thinking, I rushe
"Doctor,it's nice to see you again". Charlotte voice came.. “And it's nice to see that you are doing just great.I’ll be checking on the newborn". My entire body went rigid. “Oh, thank you. We didn’t expect to see you again but I am glad you are still assigned to me". Charlotte replied. I couldn’t breathe. "Are you alone?" 'Oh no...my husband...." She paused. "Leo? Babe?" I quickly dressed up and walked out of the dressing area. "Yes, my love you were saying?" "The doctor was asking if I was alone". Charlotte replied. I took her hand and kissed it. "No she is not,she's with her husband". I kissed her passionately. "Baby,not now!" Charlotte scolded jokily. I noticed Daniella’s eyes flicked to me for a split second just long enough for me to see the storm behind her professional mask. Then she focused on Charlotte and the baby, stepping closer to the bedside. Alicia was still in Charlotte’s arms. Charlotte shifted slightly, adjusting the bla
A gentle whisper filled my ear."Miss...."I blinked and opened my eyes.Only then did I realize I had fallen asleep.The bartender was leaning over me.“Are you finally awake?”He asked softly.I nodded and rubbed my eyes. I glanced towards the window. It was dark; I wondered how many hours I had
I brushed off the tears.“Ye..yeah...I am fine!” I called out, my voice too high. “Just… just a minute!”I had to get out of here.I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, then with trembling hands, I finished buttoning the shirt, rolled up the sleeves, and opened the door.Marcus was leaning agains
Emma climbed out of the pool furiously, coughing and mumbling angry curse words. Her arms flung wide, hair plastered to her face, water dripping everywhere. I had hoped Olive would go and check on her, but she looked like she was enjoying the whole thing—just like the rest of the onlookers. Meanw
I almost hoped she would. Hate would’ve been easier. She didn’t. She looked at me with something far worse than hate. Without a word, she moved past me, one hand still pressed protectively to her neck, her shoulders shaking as she cried. She picked her clothes up from the floor, then she dress







