CHAPTER 81 ZYLIAH'S POV "So what do you propose I do? Leave Fynn and go to live with them? The Williams'?" I asked, though it was a rhetorical question. "I can understand if you do not remember Sayge, the father of your children, but Casper and Waylen? Zyliah, that is the height of it." Disappointment rang loud in Delia's tone. "What lie did Fynn feed you? Where is Sabrina? Did he tell you he married your stepsister and is only after you now because he has realized you are not barren?" It was Natalie's turn to bash me. "It's not true." Too many emotions had my hand shaking, even as I toyed with my ring. "Oh. So we're the liars now, huh?" Delia questioned, meeting my gaze. "I didn't say so. It's just... you know, maybe you guys didn't really understand the way everything happened." For some strange reason, my stomach sank a little. These were my best friends. I wasn't supposed to be having this issue with them. We weren't supposed to be quarreling, and they weren't suppos
CHAPTER 80 ZYLIAH'S POV "Are you sure she'll be happy to see me?" The guy sitting in the passenger seat nervously toyed with the seatbelt he was strapped to. "Definitely." But I wasn't sure she'd be happy to see me. We stepped out of the car and knocked on the door. It opened. "Hello, Miss Zyliah. Come on in. Miss Delia and Miss Natalie are in the living room." One of her maids, who knew me too well, motioned me to enter. "Hi," Jordan greeted the maid politely. She cast a curious smile Jordan's way. "Welcome." It was their arguments that had me realizing how much I'd missed them. My best friends. They didn't even notice my presence yet. "Having fun without me?" I smiled big. They whipped up their heads, surprised to see me. Their gazes instantly shifted to Jordan, taking note of his presence. Natalie screamed, bolted out of the sofa she'd been sitting on, and ran to engulf her boyfriend in a tight hug. It was a moment of happiness and tears. My eyes watered a bit s
CHAPTER 79 ZYLIAH’S POV I stepped out of the car and stood in front of the company. It was all still familiar—the high, state-of-the-art glass building. Trex Corporation was written bold and majestic across the front. "Any problem, my love?" I threw a look over my shoulder. “You’re still here?” I hadn’t even realized he was waiting. "If I'd gone, you’d have heard the roar of my engine zooming off,” he said. "That's true. Won’t you be late for work?” I asked, avoiding talk of me standing outside, too nervous to actually go in. "Not until you go in,” he said, drumming his fingers on the wheel while waiting. Fynn was being extra sweet. Not that he hadn’t been before, but ever since we started living together, he pampered the hell out of me—paying more attention and complimenting me like I was some beauty goddess he couldn’t stop staring at. “Okay,” I said with a small laugh breaking through. He blew me a kiss as I started towards the building, going in. I chuckled and blew one
CHAPTER 78 ZYLIAH’S POV For some reason, I was nervous. Why? I couldn’t tell, but standing in the house I’d grown up in all my life after my accident felt like stepping straight into a lion’s den. But I couldn’t ignore coming here. It didn’t matter how I felt. A lot of things hadn’t felt right since my accident, so this shouldn’t even be a surprise to me. Fynn squeezed my hand, firm yet soothing. “Are you nervous?” I nodded. "Yeah. I think I am, and I don’t even know why.” "It's okay; he'll be down soon to see you,” he said gently, rubbing my back with affectionate strokes. The maids had recognized me and even greeted me, and I greeted them back. Strangely enough, I actually recollected their faces. Another nod from me. Maybe it was because of what my best friends had told me about him—how my relationship with him had supposedly ended. I didn’t remember any of that, and it didn’t matter to me now. I just wanted to see him. I heard his footsteps coming down the stairs, and I q
CHAPTER 77 VICTORIA’S POV "Other than the fact that you're leaving my daughter because she, for the time being, can't bear children?" I asked, repulsed by his behavior and a bit on the nervy side that he might know something. "Enough reason to. I have expectations to meet, and I do not expect you to understand that, since you are used to gold-digging your way into the wealth of others and lavishing it without realizing there are other needs to be met,” he retorted. I narrowed my gaze. "Who's she?" "Who's who?" He quirked a brow, matching my challenging stare. "The girl you're leaving my daughter for." "I think you and your daughter should be more concerned with how to survive. And she should be looking for a solution for that womb.” "What do you mean by that?" I watched my daughter trying to plead with him, still on her knees, and it annoyed me deeply. "You thought you could hide it forever from me and my dad? Be grateful I’m not suing your asses right now for deception and f
CHAPTER 76SABRINA’S POV"What are you worrying your head about for?” my mom asked as she came down the stairs into the living room, stifling a sleepy yawn."Mom, it's been three days. Three days and my husband isn't home," I complained, a sad, dejected feeling washing over me in full, drowning waves. "So? Is that why you’re pacing about the living room? I bet you didn’t even get a good night’s sleep,” she said, checking the imported gold-themed clock hanging on the wall. “It’s past six a.m.”"He's not picking up my calls, not bothering to call back. He’s not home. That’s unlike him,” I continued, my bitter complaints pouring out.Mom sat down, resting her sleepy head on a throw pillow she picked up from the sofa she was on, and lay on the arm of the sofa. "I still don't get why you're so worked up.""Mom. This is my husband we’re talking about,” I said, trying to keep anger out of my tone, but she was really stretching it thin.I was in a mood as it stood already—a violently bad one