I stumble my way through the front door at exactly 12:23 am.
I'm so tired.
If there's one thing I'm glad about...it's that I don't have to see Violet or Anthony this night.Ugh...they annoy me when they're together.
"Seriously¿ A Club?" A deep, authoritative voice resonates through the room as I step into the living room.
I freeze in my spot, startled greatly by how calm yet fear-inspiring the voice is.
Recovering from my state, I turn slowly to the direction of the voice.
"Hi" I breathe, because honestly the expression on Anthony's face has me shitting myself on the inside.
"What kind of married, heavily pregnant woman goes to a club?" He growls
He makes me feel like a child caught stealing candy.
"I'm not heavily pregnant" I whisper.
"You're married. What will others think of you?" He says through gritted teeth.
In a moment of confience, I square my shoulders and scoff at him "You're married and you go arou
The sound of my phone ringing wakes me up from my alarming dream.Without even bothering to check the caller ID, I slide towards 'receive' and bring it to my ear."Mrs. Trevelyan?" I hear a familiar voice say politely."Hmm?" I mumble sleepily."I apologize if this is a bad time. I'm calling to inform you that you are scheduled to be in Maldives tomorrow for your honeymoon" Andrea mutters formallyNow that snaps sleepiness right out of me."Say that again?" I say slowly."Mr. Trevelyan has asked me to inform you of your trip to Maldives, South Asia for your honeymoon ma'am" she repeats.I know she's not talking about Anthony because she works for his father and Anthony can't make such a ridiculous decision.I want to yell at her and all but she's nothing but a messenger who bears a dumb message, I shouldn't take it out on her."Thanks, Andrea" I mutter quickly before disconnecting the call.Immediately, I scroll throu
"Wait in the car" Anthony orders and I nod obediently, grab my suitcase and head for the black Mercedes he left running.The trunk is open so I shove my suitcase in there, and sit in the backseat with my fanny pack that contains my phone, charger, air pods and other small things.He soon hops in the driver seat, buckles his seatbelt and just when I think we're about to move, he turns to me."Do I look like a driver to you, Olivia?" He says sternly and I find myself shaking my head 'no' and scrambling to the front seat.He's sporting a look of surprise when I look to him, though he quickly recovers."Wanna drive?" He asks.It's tempting, I wanna scream yes but to risk doing something wrong and have him do God knows what to me....No, thank you!I've had a glimpse of him. I've seen the tip of the HELL everyone says he is and I definitely don't want to see any more.
"Olivia" his voice is a hushed sound"Olivia" he calls again softly as he shakes me gently"Wake up, sleepyhead" he calls"Olivia" he calls again"Alright, alright, I'm up" I groan, my eyes still closed"Olivia" he keeps shaking me"Leave me alone" I growl angrily, my eyes flying open.My eyes scan the environment and that's when I realize who he is."I'm so sorry, Sir" I apologize quickly, standing up immediately."Relax, it's fine" he says, his lips turned upward in an amused expression.I nod and wait for him to make the next move but he does nothing.1 minute..still nothing2 minutes...still nothing5 minutes...nothingHe just sits there on the bed, staring.&nbs
“Good morning, Mr. Trev" I beam at Anthony who shoots me a weird look."You know...Trevelyan¿...Trev" I explain but his expression just remains emotionless."Just forget it" I huff.Yeah, you guessed it. I woke up feeling extra happy today."I'm going for a morning run by the way" I inform, grabbing a pair of running shorts and matching sports bra from my suitcase."You don't even know the area" he frowns."Your point is?" I ask as I neatly arrange my suitcase and tuck it away."Why would you go jogging in a place you don't know?"I stroll into the bathroom to get dressed.He’s looking at me with expectant eyes when I stroll back out and I know he’s waiting on that answer."Doctor Greene says the exercis
“How is she?”“She’s stable but because of the stress she went through, she’s a little drained”“But she’s okay right?”I hear soft whispers around me. I hate it when people talk when I’m trying to sleep.Do they not see a soul that needs resting?Wait, where am I?Resisting the urge to yell at the source of the voices, I squint my eyes open slowly. I expect it to be burned by the early morning sun but it’s not. I open my eyes further and I realize that it’s dark outside.I’m back in the hotel room.Memories of what happened this morning comes rushing in and I’m filled with sudden fear as I remember me passing out.“My Baby. Is my baby okay? Tell me my baby is okay!”I hear a beeping go off next to me. It’s a heart monitor.“Relax, Olivia, you need to rest” Anthony say
"All the redundancy packages concluded?" I hear Anthony ask.Slowly, I open my eyes.He's sitting on the couch in the bedroom, his phone pressed against his ear."And the cost?..." He whistles between his teeth. "Sheesh...that was one expensive mistake..."I sit up, rubbing my eyes with the back of my index."And Conner?...Have Piper send me the schematics. Conner said he'd cracked the problem..." He finally notices me, he sends me a small tight-lipped smile of acknowledgement which I roll my eyes at."There's a plot of land here that I'm interested in but I want to see what Maldives will offer if we move in....Yeah, get Mark to call..." he wanders out of the bedroom. I assume it's so I can no longer hear his conversation.I get off the bed and open up my suitcase to grab some clothes.Deciding on some leggings and a big hoody, I shuffle into the ba
The cool wind hits my face, blowing my hair in several directions as I stand by the sea shore, staring vaguely into the deep, blue water and wondering if I’ll have a baby girl or boy...and if Anthony will still be a father to him or her...and of I’ll meet the man of my dreams someday who will love not just me but everything that comes with me including my child.My mind wanders to the time I lashed out at Anthony. The thought sends a shrill down my spine. I don’t know what came over me...what the hell was I even mad about?‘The fact that he chose not to kiss you’ my subconscious supplies, batting her lashes innocently. I shut her out but even I know she’s kinda right.But why? Why would I be mad that he didn’t kiss me?It must be the pregnancy. Hormones...that’s a logical explanation right?‘Wrong. Completely wrong...you want to know why? I’ll tell you...’ my subconscious resurfaces and I
I've been in my bedroom since yesterday, avoiding Anthony.The beach house, unlike the hotel has 2 bedrooms and we don't have to use the same bathroom which is a big help when you're trying to avoid someone.That works for a while. I've just pulled on some sweats when..."Olivia?" Anthony calls from the other side of the door."Um...yeah?" I call back quietly."I ordered breakfast" he informs, dryly "Come have some before it goes cold"I hear him walking away.Do I want to? I mean, yes I'm hungry but do I want to see him.What am I doing? Olivia Hart fears nothing'Even a little kiss?' My subconscious tauntsShe's right, it was just a little kiss, doesn't mean anything.But why did it affect me the way it did though?