Albert’s POVBrielle walked into the room slowly, like a woman whose whole world had fallen apart. Her face looked pale. Her eyes were dull. She wasn’t crying, but the sadness in her was louder than any tears.I didn’t care. Or at least, I told myself that I didn’t.I watched her walk past me like a ghost. That necklace used to shine on her neck like a promise. Now it was gone, just like the trust I once had in her.“Get yourself a blanket,” I said coldly. “You’re sleeping on the floor. I can’t share my bed with a betrayal.”She stopped, looked at me for a second, then nodded weakly and turned to get the blanket.But as she took a step, I noticed her body sway. She was about to fall.Without thinking, I moved fast and caught her in my arms before she hit the ground.For a moment, everything went still.Her face was inches from mine.Our eyes locked.Her lips trembled, but she didn’t say a word.My heart skipped for a reason I didn’t understand or didn’t want to understand. I leaned in
Albert’s POVI didn’t say a word the whole ride to the hospital.Diana sat beside me, holding her stomach and pretending to wince every now and then. I knew her type. Drama queens who’d use a scratch to get attention.When we reached the hospital, the driver stopped.Diana looked at me with hopeful eyes, waiting for me to help her out.But I didn’t move.I stared straight ahead and spoke coldly.“Get down. The nurses will assist you.”“Albert…” she whispered.“Driver, let’s go,” I said sharply.The driver didn’t wait. As soon as Diana stepped one foot out, he drove off.I leaned back in the seat and loosened my tie. I had more important things to think about—like work… and how to make Brielle's life more difficult.She wanted to play the good wife now? Fine. But I wasn’t forgetting what she did. I wasn’t forgetting how she lied… and made me feel like a fool in my own home.Now, it was my turn.I pulled out my phone and looked at the hidden camera footage from the house, the one she di
ALBERT’S POVThe day at the office dragged longer than I expected.Meetings, reports, endless handshakes. But the whole time, I wasn’t focused. My mind kept drifting to Brielle,how quiet she had been since Diana came back. After work, I told the driver to take me to the hospital.I needed to make a quick appearance. Diana was still the woman carrying my child at least, that’s what she claimed.When I walked into her hospital room, she was sitting upright, touching her belly and pretending to look weak.I stepped in and stood near the door."I came to check on you," I said. My voice was flat. Cold. No emotion."Are you sure you can stay? Because I’m leaving right away."Diana’s eyes widened, like she didn’t expect me to say that.She quickly turned to the nurse who had just walked in with a tray."Please, nurse… can I go home with my husband? I’m really feeling better now."The nurse blinked, confused."Oh? Well, if you’re feeling better, I’ll go get the doctor to confirm."She walked
Brielle’s Pov“What is it?” I found myself asking no one in particular; with my heart racing a mile a minute as everyone in the hall suddenly fixed their gaze on me, their gazes which came with an indistinct murmur. For a second I thought I had done something wrong.Behind me seemed to be another point of attraction. I was not sure whether or not it was safe to look back, but before I could even think, curiosity took the better part of me.I turned almost immediately only to behold the figure of Albert Stone on one of his knees revealing the stunning diamond ring in the small box he was holding.“Brielle Davis, be my wife and make me the happiest man on earth, and anything you’d ever dream of would be made available to you” the proud young man on his knees said.A gasp left my lips as he said those words to me. There’s no way that’s going to happen. Albert Stone, on his knee, asking me, Brielle Davis to marry him? It had to be some kind of a sick joke that he was playing on me. My eye
Brielle’s Pov“I’m sorry mom, but I already have everything prepared” the voice of Albert echoed from the room. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop in the conversation Albert was having with his mom, but Albert said that too loud. I wished I could hear the whole discussion since my instincts kept telling me that it was about me, but no. I couldn’t. Rebecca had bagged in on us few minutes to the time we were supposed to walk down the aisle. Albert’s countenance changed when he sighted his mother and from that moment my heart went into a state of unrest.The middle aged man who came with her, dressed in a tux walked up to us and whispered into Albert’s ears. Albert gave me a signal to wait outside of the room which I heeded to. I was standing outside waiting for them to be through with their meeting when Albert’s voice thundered in disagreement to whatever his mother was asking of him, and that was all I heard.I was frozen for a moment, but just then, I heard footsteps from the stairwell. Fas
Brielle’s PovMrs. Rebecca Stone has always looked at me in disgust ever since the night of the engagement. It was so odd when she suddenly invited me to her office. I knew it was in respect to me getting married to his son, Albert. The invitation said 10:00 Am but I made sure I was there earlier.I woke up very early that morning, rushed to the toilet and emptied my bowel before taking a quick shower which didn’t take much of my time. I wore a pair of black pants with a denim jacket to complement it before sitting in front of my mirror to apply a little makeup on my face. I made sure it wasn’t too noticeable because I love looking natural.I headed out of the house to the Stones company without informing Albert who was still in his house office assembling some documents which he left unsettled before the wedding. He stopped me from going to work at least for the moment until everything subsided. Of all the things I wanted to be in life, a home wife was certainly not in the list so I
Albert’s PovIt was past 9PM and Brielle was nowhere to be found. I have been devastated ever since I came down for breakfast without seeing her. I assumed she was in her room but she was not there when I lost my patience and went to her room to look for her.I have called and messaged her, but she has not answered nor returned any. I walked and ran round the whole place like an insane man trying to reach out to her to no avail. I rushed down to the company after calling and learnt that she was seen in the company, but unfortunately, she was no longer there when I got to the office. I rushed back home hoping to see her but I got back to an empty house.The marriage happened too fast and we didn’t get to know each other well enough, but I'm definitely not a beast nor a troll. I made sure she was comfortable around me just as I’ve always done during work days, owing to her amazing personality.“Maybe I should report the case to the police,” I thought to myself. The idea was a good one
BRIELLE’S POVI stood at the bottom of the stairs staring, speechless at Albert while battling a hangover. I haven’t been married for three days and I already regret my decision. I cannot even be upset as much as I wanted to, because the contract stated that we can live our normal lives and see other people and after five years we get a divorce and go our separate ways. Quietly I walked down to the dining table and poured myself a steaming cup of coffee. I picked an apple and returned back to my room. Just as I was about entering the bathroom to wash off the stench of alcohol that clung to my skin, the door fell open and Albert came in, with a lost look on his face.“Brie, I want to explain what happened between me and Diana….”“Is none of my business,” I interrupted. “This whole marriage is a sham, to the outside world you are married but between the both of us, you are as free as a bird. So you can impregnate as many women as you want, and I will not say a word.”“It is nothing li
ALBERT’S POVThe day at the office dragged longer than I expected.Meetings, reports, endless handshakes. But the whole time, I wasn’t focused. My mind kept drifting to Brielle,how quiet she had been since Diana came back. After work, I told the driver to take me to the hospital.I needed to make a quick appearance. Diana was still the woman carrying my child at least, that’s what she claimed.When I walked into her hospital room, she was sitting upright, touching her belly and pretending to look weak.I stepped in and stood near the door."I came to check on you," I said. My voice was flat. Cold. No emotion."Are you sure you can stay? Because I’m leaving right away."Diana’s eyes widened, like she didn’t expect me to say that.She quickly turned to the nurse who had just walked in with a tray."Please, nurse… can I go home with my husband? I’m really feeling better now."The nurse blinked, confused."Oh? Well, if you’re feeling better, I’ll go get the doctor to confirm."She walked
Albert’s POVI didn’t say a word the whole ride to the hospital.Diana sat beside me, holding her stomach and pretending to wince every now and then. I knew her type. Drama queens who’d use a scratch to get attention.When we reached the hospital, the driver stopped.Diana looked at me with hopeful eyes, waiting for me to help her out.But I didn’t move.I stared straight ahead and spoke coldly.“Get down. The nurses will assist you.”“Albert…” she whispered.“Driver, let’s go,” I said sharply.The driver didn’t wait. As soon as Diana stepped one foot out, he drove off.I leaned back in the seat and loosened my tie. I had more important things to think about—like work… and how to make Brielle's life more difficult.She wanted to play the good wife now? Fine. But I wasn’t forgetting what she did. I wasn’t forgetting how she lied… and made me feel like a fool in my own home.Now, it was my turn.I pulled out my phone and looked at the hidden camera footage from the house, the one she di
Albert’s POVBrielle walked into the room slowly, like a woman whose whole world had fallen apart. Her face looked pale. Her eyes were dull. She wasn’t crying, but the sadness in her was louder than any tears.I didn’t care. Or at least, I told myself that I didn’t.I watched her walk past me like a ghost. That necklace used to shine on her neck like a promise. Now it was gone, just like the trust I once had in her.“Get yourself a blanket,” I said coldly. “You’re sleeping on the floor. I can’t share my bed with a betrayal.”She stopped, looked at me for a second, then nodded weakly and turned to get the blanket.But as she took a step, I noticed her body sway. She was about to fall.Without thinking, I moved fast and caught her in my arms before she hit the ground.For a moment, everything went still.Her face was inches from mine.Our eyes locked.Her lips trembled, but she didn’t say a word.My heart skipped for a reason I didn’t understand or didn’t want to understand. I leaned in
Albert's POVThe moment I walked through the front door, I was tired. Tired of work, tired of thinking, tired of everything.But what I wasn’t ready for… was seeing Brielle standing in the living room, waiting.Her eyes lit up when she saw me, but behind that light, I could see something else—fear.“You left,” she said quietly. “You didn’t even wait for me.”I dropped my keys on the table and said nothing.“I know I was wrong, Albert. But I’m sorry. I really am. Please… what can I do for you to forgive me?”She took a step closer, eyes shining with tears.But before she could finish her sentence, a small voice broke the silence."Mom! Is that Daddy? Daddy is back!"I froze.I looked up and saw her.Sophie.The little girl I saw at Brielle’s family house. Jason’s child. The one Brielle hid from me.She ran down the stairs like she belonged in my house.And maybe she did now.Because Brielle had already brought her in.I leaned close to Brielle’s ear and whispered, my voice sharp and co
Albert’s POVI felt completely betrayed.Brielle looked me in the eye so many times and told me she loved me. But all along, she was hiding something so big… something I should’ve known from the beginning.That night, after what I found out at her family’s house, we didn’t say a single word to each other. I couldn’t look at her. I was angry. Hurt. Disappointed.She tried to explain, but I didn’t want to hear it. My heart was already in pieces.I didn’t sleep much that night. I just laid there, staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything, how I trusted her, how I defended her, and how she still lied to me.The next morning, I got up early and left without saying anything. I didn’t want to argue. I didn’t want more lies. I just needed to get away from her. I went straight to my estate, then to the office.But even at work, I couldn’t focus.I kept thinking about what she did.She didn’t trust me with the truth.What made it worse was remembering her birthday, the day Jason showed
Brielle’s POVI stared at Jason as he walked into my family’s house like nothing had happened, like he hadn’t abandoned me when I needed him the most.“What are you doing here?” I snapped, stepping in front of him. “Why did you come?”He smirked, clearly enjoying the tension he was creating. “Why can’t I be here?” he said, walking further inside without permission. “I saw you going into the house earlier, so I thought I’d stop by. Or… did I interrupt something?”His eyes flicked to Albert, who was standing to the side, completely still.Jason pulled out a small box and held it out toward me. “As a good lover, I brought you something. I thought maybe—”Before he could finish, my father’s voice cut through the air like a knife.“Jason, that’s enough,” he said firmly, rising from his seat. “You’re not welcome in this house. You were never welcome. Leave.”Jason glanced at my father, clearly not expecting to be thrown out so directly. “Mr. Julie, I just came to—”“You came to stir trouble
Brielle’s POVAfter dinner, I could feel the tension in the air like thick smoke. My heart was still racing from the way Albert looked at Sophia. I hadn’t planned for things to happen like that. I wanted to explain it all in my own time, not like this.Albert was still sitting with my parents in the living room. Mama was trying to change the topic, talking about her garden and the neighbors, but I could see the storm in Albert’s eyes. He hadn’t said a word since Sophia called me Mommy.I quickly excused myself and walked toward the room Sophia had been staying in. My hands were shaking. I knew I had to explain everything soon, but first, I needed to calm Sophia. Maybe she was just excited and tired.I opened the door and stepped inside.“Sophia?” I called gently.She was lying on the small bed, curled up in her pink pajamas. Her teddy bear was by her side. But something felt wrong. I walked closer and placed my hand on her cheek.My heart dropped.She was burning up.“Oh my God,” I wh
Brielle’s POVThe drive to my family home was quiet, but not in a bad way. Just peaceful. Albert kept one hand on the wheel and the other gently tapping to the soft music playing in the background. I looked out the window, feeling a mix of emotions.I was going home.But this time, I wasn’t going alone.As soon as we arrived, I opened the car door and stepped out, stretching a little. The air here smelled different. It smelled like childhood… like memories.Just as I bent to grab my bag from the back seat, I noticed Albert heading straight for the trunk. I raised my brows, confused, until I saw him pulling out his own luggage.“What are you doing?” I asked, watching him throw a strap over his shoulder.He glanced at me with a smirk. “Bringing my things inside.”“When did you even pack?”He shrugged like it was nothing. “You were busy getting ready, so I quietly packed mine too. I didn’t want to tell you. I thought it’d be a nice surprise.”I laughed softly. “You’re unbelievable. So yo
Brielle’s POVI stared at the message on my phone for a long time. My chest felt tight, like something heavy was pressing on it. I couldn’t breathe right.She’s tired of pretending. She’s asking about you again.My hands were shaking as I picked up the phone and dialed my sister’s number. She answered almost immediately.“Brielle?” she said softly.“Yeah, it’s me,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.“You saw my message?”“I did,” I said. “I… I’ll come around this week. I need to. I need to see her. I’ll spend more time with her.”There was silence on the other end, and then I heard my sister sigh.“She misses you, Brie. She keeps drawing pictures of you. She keeps asking when her ‘real mommy’ is coming. It’s getting hard to keep lying.”I wiped a tear from my cheek. “I know. I’m sorry. I’ve just been so caught up in everything. With Albert. With this new baby. With everything going wrong…”“Does he know?” she cut in.I swallowed hard. “No. Not yet.”“Brielle…”“I’ll tell him