LOGINCORRIE
"What is that slut doing here? You brought your ex wife in as Herod's tutor?" Mimi's voice echoed, bouncing back and forth in the room. My back was pressed beside a partition wall, hidden from the both of them with my red heels in my hand. Mimi had pulled Devon to a corner and I immediately asked the maid for the restroom and snuck in to eavesdrop. It wasn't hard finding my way around, I after all, used to be the mistress of this house. "I didn't know Miss North was Corrie North, she's not the only woman with North as a last name Mimi." Devon's voice grew louder, frustration laced in his voice. "I don't give a fuck. She's not tutoring my child. I bet she doesn't even have a licence. We need to call the police." Mimi whispered her voice heavy with panic. "What for?" Devon asked. "She's here to kill my Herod after she killed her own son. Don't you understand Devon she's here to ruin everything I've worked for." I almost laughed, kill my own son? she's still spreading that crap? And what did she fucking work for? I was the one who made Devon who he was today, every single prosperous fruit was from my labor, not hers. I tilt my head getting bored of their argument as I tiptoed away from the partition. I made a pause, my eyes casting over to Herod who just stood there and watched me, not even uttering a single word. I was nervous, I didn't know what he was thinking or how I would diffuse the situation if I got caught. Getting caught wasn't an option, I waited four years for this, my patience was had already worn thin. I crotched down to his position, his eyes moving down as I squat. "Hello Herod." I whispered softly in the most sweetest manner. "What are you doing here?" I uttered quietly in the most audible tone I could muster. He was mute still staring me down. "Which class are you Herod?" I asked. "One." He muttered. "You're in pre school one?" I muttered as he nodded. Shoving his hands in his mouth. I pressed my hand on my chest. "I'm miss North. I will be your tutor." I said as he nodded. "Will you, Will mommy love me again?" He asked and to be honest I was quite impressed by his diction. I squint my eyes shut as I smiled brightly. "Of course. That's Only if you're a good boy." I pushed his nose, making the eractic noise of a button. He smiled faintly as I rise up with my shoes in my hands. I run my other hand through his hair, ruffling his crown as a red blush blossomed on his cheeks. "Herod, Get away from her." I froze in my steps as Mimi runs to pick up Herod, backing away from me like I was some killer "Devon call the police right now." Mimi screamed, looking insane checking if I'd hurt Herod. "Mimi calm down. Herod is fine. I'm sure Herod was looking for us and she brought him over." Devon said, making things easy for me. As always, making excuses but for once it benefited me. Mimi looked over to me with my heels in my hand. "She was eavesdropping in our conversation—" "Mimi, enough." Devon raised his voice and judging from things this may been Mimi's first time getting yelled at. "You're irritated and you're tired, just go to your room." Mimi retrace her steps slowly with Herod in her hands as she whisked around and walked away with Herod. Herod made a little wave at me as I returned the gesture. "Herod likes you." Devon mentioned the obvious. I turned to him, putting on a tight smile. "It's not that difficult to be friendly with children." I hissed. I guess he wouldn't know because Herod was obligated to like Devon, that was his father. "How have you been? Where have you been all these years? I searched everywhere for you but it looked as if you disappeared from—" "I'll start tutoring as from tomorrow. The interview has been concluded." I said coldly cutting off Devon purposely, my voice grim without emotion as I walked bare feet. "Should I drop you off? We should catch up." He persisted, ignoring my cold hints that I wanted nothing to do with him. "No need Mr Remington, you're married after all. I don't think your wife will tolerate us having such a relationship." I could see the battle of confusion in his eyes when I addressed him formally. I haven't even begun a single part of my plan and he already had that dejected look. "I'll be off." I dropped my heels to the floor and wore it and immediately made a brisk turn for the exit. I feel it, his stare on my back as I left him. I made my way to the living room as the from maid gives me my purse. I remember more than four years ago, Devon wouldn't let me have maids at home, he would make me clean the entire mansion and tend to him and Haven. But Mimi gets staff to take care of everything. It's almost laughable. I left the mansion, called an Uber, it was a long drive but I finally got to my apartment complex. I shut the door behind me and dropped the massive purse by the door. I walked to the other side of the park to my white board. A picture of Mimi, Herod, and Devon. I picked up one picture of Mimi with another man checking out of a hotel. The more I look at him, the more Herod looks like him. I put the pin the picture on the board. Stepping back to see my investigation coming on nicely. I took out a piece of hair I plucked from Herod when I patted his head earlier, that I had carefully hid in my pocket. I took out my phone and dailed Hatty's number. My eyes glued to Mimi's picture. "Hello." She answered. "Hatty, I need you to help me carry out a paternity test."KENNEDY Both my hands went over hers, steadying them as they shakily relaxed under my touch."Why would you even ask me that?" I muttered. Just from her eyes, I could tell she was fighting every logical instinct in her body not to doubt the words coming out of my mouth."It doesn’t look like it," she hissed."I swear, I am," I explained, watching her eyes soften and her grip on me loosen.She let go and stepped back a little."He offered me an ultimatum," she said, voice tight. "He said he’ll only end this hellish divorce process if I take the job. With that kind of offer, do you really expect me to believe you’re on my side? For all I know, you could’ve already sold me out to the bastard just like you did by inviting the Remingtons over." She sucked in her teeth, pain flickering in her eyes. "I'm finding it really hard to trust you anymore."My eyes darkened at her words, and I clenched my teeth, swallowing the rage clawing up my throat. If I snapped now, she'd only distrust me more
KENNEDY I looked over to her and then both Devon and Mimi. Devon was stunned, maybe a bit of love struck. While Mimi had a glimpse of panic mixed with disgust but in an instant her expression morphed into a calm state. Leaving no sign of her previous emotions. Things were getting interesting. This was why I invited them over. I was expecting Mimi to tear Corrie's face off. Or give any volatile reaction but she seemed to be the most calm of the bunch."Oh, they're our guest." I said coyly seeing the rage burning in her face."Guests? Why? You are aware what they did to me. Why would you welcome them as guests. After setting me up at that job interview, then you do this? What exactly are you trying to do?" The maids came forward, probably to detain her but I put my hand up and flicked it towards them as they both nodded and left.I walked over to Corrie.“We should talk,” I whispered to her, but her eyes were already glassy with tears, her entire face red like a tomato.“I don’t want
KENNEDY I adjusted my glasses, going through the documents on my table. My phone rings, it wasn't too far away from me and with just a glimpse, a smirk settled on my lips. "Already?" I chuckled, putting down the document and reaching out to my phone to see Emmette's name on my screen. I slide it to answer, plopping my back against my chair, my smirk widening into a mischievous satisfying smile."I see you got my present. I've been waiting for you call.." "Cut the crap Kennedy. How much do you want?" Emmette's voice rang with a hint of concern cutting me off before i could finish. It made me realise he must really be obsessed with Corrie, more than he was with Emerald. "What do you mean exactly?" I cocked, playing dumb to his request. "You seriously want to play this game Kennedy?" He hissed as my head tilt back till my eyes were staring at the intricate design of my ceiling."I don't quite understand you Emmette, what game are you talking about?" I muttered, dragging it on."You
CORRIE "H-hired?" My throat went dry and my eyes searched the room absentmindedly. My ears began to ring tuning out every sound in place. My head began to ache and pounding at every second and what was an image of Emmette standing before me was nothing much of a blur. Muffled sound eventually filled my ears and suddenly I could hear Emmette once again."Corrie." He called out, his voice soft. "Are you okay?" Maybe it's a good thing that I couldn't see his face clearly right now. Because just from his voice alone for some reason my heart melted. And I hated it because I was supposed to hate him."Corrie?" He pesters again.I take in a deep breath, trying to focus my gaze on him. "I'm fine." I muttered with my heart beating so fast. Soon my surroundings became clear and I could see Emmette more clearly now. His expression bearing one of concern and all I could was reference it to that night at the Ferry. That night and in my dreams, I always watch him hold a smug wicked grin but for s
SIX MONTHS LATER......CORRIE"It's been a while," Kennedy muttered from the other end of the table. I sheepishly nodded, agreeing with his words. The past few months since Salem's funeral have been difficult. I've been stalked and harassed by the media, I resigned from teaching, and I can't keep a job because I'm either harassed by reporters or by stans who are convinced that I used dark magic on their fucking heartthrob, Emmette Nash. They blame me for reducing him to what he has become, and ever since I married him, I've brought nothing but doom to his life. They also won't fail to mention my previous marriage with Devon Remington, even though I barely remember anything about him.It feels like I'm being gaslit. I don't know who to turn to, and it boils my blood that everyone keeps pestering me about Emmette.I couldn't even trust Kennedy at first, but after a DNA test that he insisted on, we slowly started having this ritual of sharing a meal from time to time. Although I don't re
MIMI "No." My throat dried up as my body trembled at the revelation. My hand clapsed against against my mouth as I scurried over to the doctor, past the desk and right towards him as I went on my knees."D-doctor." I clapped both of my hands together. "There must have been a mistake right? This can't be true." I stammered my lips trembling all the way. I grabbed a fistful of his coat, shaking under him like a leaf.“Please, run the test again. There has to be a mistake somewhere, I know it,” I said, my voice trembling as I glanced around the room, wondering where Devon must be by now.The doctor sighed softly before kneeling down so our eyes met. His gaze was calm, almost pitying. Then, with gentle hands, he held my arms and slowly lifted both of us to our feet, steadying me as though I might collapse at any moment."There is no mistake Mrs Remington. Those are the results." The doctor's sharp reply solidified my fate.Why did this keep happening to me? Was I cursed never to bear Dev







