4 years loving him and getting him to do the same, but all it took her was a few minutes to ruin everything and get him back. His ex wife, my husband's ex wife, Bianca. The devil who left him when she became popular with his fame, the same woman who left him crashing out in my arms. She came back with a child and claimed it was his, he was eager to take her back. I was confirmed barren and all it took was a few hours before I smelt the fishy odour_ the divorce.
View MoreMy pupils dilated as I glared at my husband's ex wife sitting gracefully on the couch in my living room. My blood boiled in rage but I couldn't do anything about it and just watched her in silence.
Perhaps it never occurred to me that my husband's ex wife would come back 3 years later with a toddler and tell him he's a father. I don't even have the chance to be mad at him, she's giving him a child I couldn't give him for three years. He was surprised and angry but in a minute, he was holding the toddler in his arms like he had been expecting it all along without even considering my feelings. At that moment, I felt hurt but the fact that my husband wasn't even looking at me or explaining things properly. made me irritated. "What's going on? Are you just going to stand there or are you going to tell me what's going to happen? You can't just expect me to take her in do you!" I yelled but Kai's expression was not satisfying. "I'm so so sorry Freya, I can leave if you want me to but I have no where to go and it's raining. Please help me!" Bianca pleaded and went on her knees. But for all I care, I'm not in for sympathy with My husband's ex who is Cunning and this might just be one of her tricks to take my husband from me. "No one is going anywhere," Kai said and I bit my lips and glared at the toddler that clutched onto his shirt tightly. My heart ached that Kai was being too unserious about the whole thing. "We need to talk Kai," I said and walked into our bedroom. I sat on our bed and i forced back the tears that threatened to fall, what would happen after this?. In the end, my husband's family would be happy to have her replace me since they never liked me to start with. I would be an object of mockery for the whole city. Kai came into the room some minutes later and locked the door from the inside. I had held in for too long and wanted to pour out my heart but I'm not even sure if I can do that now that the one who really had his heart had returned with the thing he wanted the most. "What are you going to do now?" I asked him and he rested his back on the wall and stared at me with a gaze I couldn't interprete. "I don't know Freya, but we can't chase her out at this time of the night when it's raining and with my child." Kai said and the word "MY CHILD" played repeatedly in my mind and I thought I could loose my mind. "How could you make such a mistake? Have you forgotten who Bianca is? This might be just a way to get you back, what if the child is not yours? What if what if the child is another man's child?" I bombarded him with questions and he just walked closer to me and held my hand. The tears I forced in had started to roll down my cheeks uncontrollably. "What about me? Do you know how hurt I was when you held that child and took her in without consulting me? did you even consider how I felt?" I said. His face made me start thinking if he even loved me. It was as if he didn't care. "It's going to go fine Freya, about Bianca. We will have a DNA test tommorow and if the child is mine, she will stay." Kai's words couldn't be anymore nicer and I pulled back immediately. "What if the results comes out negative?" I asked and Kai sighed. "Then I'll send her out immediately, but for now. We still have to keep her in, we can't let anything happen to her or the baby." That night was the worst for me, I found myself tossing and turning on the bed without a solution to my problems. I felt sad and somewhat terrified that I would lose Kai. Even though we had been married for 3 years, I still couldn't get 20 percent of what Kai felt for Bianca. They were lovebirds and people never thought they would get to a point of separation. She used to be a model and he was a successful businessman and he still is. Bianca had a huge success bomb with Kai's fame and gradually started to pull away from him, subjecting to popular celebrities. She started going out with Kai's best friend and when Kai found out, he was infuriated. He gave a chance to explain but it felt like she had been anticipating a divorce for a while. She abandoned him and threw the papers in his face like they weren't lovebirds in the past. At that time, I was there to support him. Both mentally, emotionally and physically. But in the process, we found ourselves entangled in this web where it felt like I walked into the relationship on my own. And even in the time I needed him to support me the most, he always let me down. Even though he acted tough and all, I could still read his eyes. The way he looked at Bianca and her child, but to me. It felt like I was an obstacle he had to sort out. I felt a heavy arm on my waist and I adjusted my hips to sync with his. I turned to face him and cuddled up in his arms. His breath was hot against my face and I tried not to think of Bianca and clear my mind. Even though Kai never showed me his side of affection and love, I was sure he liked my curves and that was probably why he was attracted to me when I worked as his secretary. The only thing he wanted was my body, if I were to loose my shape. I would lose Kai, so I tried my best to stay fit and went to the gym on weekends. But all the efforts I made to build a stable relationship seemed to crash the moment that evil woman called Bianca stepped into this house. I silently prayed the DNA test results will come out negative, even more terrified it might come out positive.CHAPTER 045POV (FREYA)The balcony wind was cold, too cold for summer. I should have known something was wrong when I heard Alan scream.I raced upstairs, my heart slamming in my ribs like a drum of dread. When I reached the balcony, Alan had her. His arms were wrapped around Eliza, pulling her away from the edge, her legs limp, her hand still clutching the knife.She was sobbing, trembling violently.“He was at the door,” she kept whispering. “He’s going to take me. Don’t let him take me…”Alan’s voice cracked as he held her tighter. “You’re safe. You’re safe, Eliza. No one’s taking you.”I knelt beside them, my hands shaking as I gently pried the blade from her fingers. A thin line of blood trickled from her palm. She didn’t even flinch.We moved her to the bedroom. Alan tucked her beneath the soft sheets, brushing her damp hair back from her face while I cleaned the small cut on her hand. She’d stopped crying by then, but her eyes were vacant. Far away.Alan turned to get water. I
CHAPTER 044POV (Freya)I didn’t think she would agree.When Alan and I brought up the idea of a vacation, Eliza had just curled into the corner of the sofa, silent and small, her hair clinging to her cheeks in tangled waves. The last episode had left her ghostlike, her eyes sunken in, fingers twitching now and then as though still haunted by the grip of someone who wasn’t there.“Just a few days,” I’d whispered, kneeling in front of her. “Away from the city. From the memories. Somewhere warm. Safe.”She didn’t look at me.Alan tried next. “There’s this villa out of town. Quiet. You might like it. Trees. Flowers. No... surprises.”Eliza turned her head slightly, her gaze flicking between us, then said nothing.But later that night, she walked into the room holding a crumpled sundress in her hand. “Fine,” she muttered. “But if I get eaten by mosquitoes, I’m coming back as a vengeful ghost.”It was the closest thing to a yes we’d gotten.---The villa belonged to Lucien, the unsettling
CHAPTER 043(THE MAN AT THE DOOR)POV (FREYA)The morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting delicate lines across the bed where Eliza lay curled under layers of sheets. For once, her expression was peaceful. Almost childlike.I stood by the doorway with a tray of breakfast, unsure why my hands were trembling. Maybe it was the dream she’d had the night before the one that made her cry in her sleep, whispering something about a fox and someone taking it.“My little fox…” she had murmured.I didn’t wake her. I just sat there and watched her breathe.Now, as the steam from the tea drifted up toward my face, I forced a smile and stepped inside. “Good morning, Eliza.”Her lashes fluttered open slowly, eyes searching the room before landing on me. For a second, there was hesitation… then confusion… and then something close to joy.“Freya?”I set the tray down and moved to fluff her pillows. “You’re awake. I made breakfast.”She blinked. “You made me breakfast?”“Is that so
CHAPTER 042(LITTLE FOX)POV FREYAThe villa door clicked shut behind us.The silence was soft, almost too soft . the kind that makes your skin prickle with the leftover ghosts of laughter. The distant hum of the sea was the only sound between us now. Everything else , chandeliers, music, strangers with polished smiles , belonged to another universe.Eliza stumbled a little, heels in one hand, the other pressed dramatically against the wall.“I’m not drunk,” she muttered, smirking at no one in particular. “I’m just… relieved the rich still taste bland.”Alan opened his mouth like he wanted to respond, then thought better of it. He tossed his jacket over the arm of the couch and rubbed his temple.Eliza’s eyeliner had smudged at the corners, mascara dusting under her lashes like the echo of tears not yet shed.“I’ll take her,” I said gently.He glanced at me. “You don’t have to...”“I know,” I said, reaching for Eliza’s free arm. “Let me.”Eliza blinked at me, lips parted, eyes oddly g
CHAPTER 041 (WHAT WAS I THINKING?)POV (FREYA)The car ride was quiet.Too quiet.Alan sat behind the wheel, one hand on the steering, the other resting loosely on his knee. I sat in the passenger seat, fiddling with my necklace, trying not to think too hard about the night ahead. Eliza was in the backseat, her reflection occasionally catching in the rearview mirror, her lips painted that signature scarlet.No one spoke for a while.The silence had weight.Alan cleared his throat. "We won’t stay too long. Just a quick dinner, a few smiles. Then we leave.""I like dinner," Eliza said lightly, tapping her nails against the glass. "Especially when there are sharp knives nearby."My gaze snapped to the mirror. She was smiling. But there was nothing kind about it.Alan glanced at her briefly, his jaw tight. "Behave.""I always do, darling," she purred.The drive stretched on, the city lights blinking like secrets outside the window.When we pulled up in front of the grand estate, music sp
CHAPTER 040(A LITTLE BIT OF DRAMA AND US)POV(FREYA)The beach was warm, soft underfoot, the kind of sand that clung to your toes like silk. The breeze tasted like salt and sunshine. For the first time in days, there was no tension. Just laughter.We’d spent the afternoon swimming, laying under umbrellas, and tossing shells into the tide like children.Eliza was... different today.Lighter.She wore her hair in a thick braid that swept down her shoulder, sunglasses too big for her face, and a black two-piece that made half the men on the beach turn their heads, and the other half glance nervously at Alan when they saw her with him.We’d started a game, something silly Eliza suggested. Truths and dares, but not the childish kind. The real kind. Honest, open, and raw.Alan was laying back with his arms folded under his head, half-shielded from the sun, his hair wild with wind. Eliza sat beside him, legs curled beneath her like a cat.“I once slept in a train station bathroom,” Alan con
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