“So was that why you killed him?” Emily asked the woman seated before her looking straight into her eyes, without blinking anticipating her reply and her heart beating with anxiety. But Alyssa smiled, a kind of smile that bore no emotions even though it reached her eyes.“I didn’t kill him Emily, at least not in the way you think”“Then how?” Emily pressed.“He killed himself, but I made him do it”Emily paused, the air suddenly thick “How?”“I faked my death and ran away making it look like he did it, it was classic Gone Girl all over again, almost the same thing” Alyssa explained, nostalgic look on her face that looked almost painful but still contained elements of pride in them. Emily knew the book, read it even so it wasn’t hard to picture the scenario. A woman faking her death to punish her husband for infidelity except in her mother’s case, it went exactly too far.“I wasn’t expecting him to kill himself really” Alyssa went on “I just needed enough time to leave the country so
“She’s here with me” Jackson said to his brother while Emily refreshed herself in his bathroom. He had taken her to his house up in Manhattan where he lived occasionally when he needed to clear his head or be alone. He waited for Ethan’s call, because he knew he’d call and a slow smile crept up his lips when his phone began to ring and Ethan’s name was displayed on the screen.“What do you mean she’s there with you, Jackson she’s my wife” Ethan roared into the phone.“Well where were you when your wife needed you?” Jackson asked and the pause on the line was like an adrenaline shot to his veins“What do you mean?”“Emily’s fine, she needs to rest and I’ll drop her off in the morning”“Where are you? I’m coming to get her”“Too much hassle for a woman you don’t bother to check on throughout the day”“Jackson if you don’t -“ but Jackson ended the call before Ethan could complete his sentence, just as Emily walked into the living room dressed in his tracksuit, a slight frown on her face
The Hatton Banquet dinner was coming up, it was an annual ceremony thrown every year by the Hatton family celebrating the growth and honor of all Hatton companies in America. The annual banquet dinner was mostly attended by the elites of the elite, it was a feast of royalties and there was never a stone left unturned in the preparation for this feast. The two Hatton brothers sat before their father in his grand study, dressed smartly in designer suits wih Ethan sitting upright and ready to please while Jackson slouched a bit, he was his father’s favorite and he knew it and he didn’t need to overdo.“What’s the plan for the banquet dinner” their father asked, his pristine glasses hanging lazily on his nose as he reviewed some documents before him and Ethan cut in immediately before he could finish his statement.“Invites have already been sent out to the top 1 percent and the elites, royalties and important dignitaries around the country” Ethan replied, his face expectant.“So you’re
Emily looked at Jackson, and they shared a brief staring at each other before Jackson turned his eyes back to the road, a silent sigh escaping his lips“Okay Emily, I didn’t call you out here for the sentiments, I need your help”“How exactly?” she asked, her racing heart gradually calming down as Jackson changed the topic and she was able to take a deep breath.Jackson eventually stopped by a fancy looking restaurant, the ambience and soft lights befitting a casual date. it was mostly scanty, giving them the privacy they needed and hidden away from the watchful eyes of paparazzi. He walked through the glass doors, Emily before him. The uttermost need to touch her, hold her hand but he restrained himself, pulling himself back because the last thing he needed was a scandal with his brother’s wife and he wanted to keep it that way. He didn’t want anything that would ruin his chances in organizing the Banquet dinner, so far he had a clean slate and he wanted to keep it that way.After t
Ethan walked into his house, albeit the quietness he could hear ruffling from the bedroom which meant Emily was home, a certain relief moving through him. He felt exhausted from work, from signing a thousand paperworks to the gazillion meetings with programmers and even investors that operated Hatton tech. He walked towards the bedroom unexpectedly, forgetting to knock and suddenly his eyes widened in disbelief. There, standing before him was Emily, her back turned and clad only in a lacy black slip. It happened in a split second, the shock on both their faces, the silent pause that lasted for merely a second but seemed to stretch out for eternity. Time seemed to stand still as his mind raced to comprehend the unexpected sight,and what followed next was a loud scream that nearly knocked Ethan off his feet.“Gosh, I’m sorry!” He yelled out an apology, quickly running out of the room and shutting the door. He stood for a minute, his heart pounding in his chest, his cheeks flush with a
Emily’s eyes widen, her heart sinking as she realizes her mistake. She pulls away, her cheek suddenly flush with embarrassment. She couldn’t dare to look at Ethan, his expression shifting from desire to confusion, the hurt flickering in his eyes.“I’m…I didn’t…” Emily tried to say, but words failed, they stuck in her throat unable to voice themselves, what exactly was she going to say in this situation? Why did she have to say Jackson’s name, she wasn’t even thinking about him but still his name found it’s way to slip out her mouth.“Forget it, Emily” Ethan said sadly, pulling away from her and walking out of the kitchen.“Ethan wait” she ran after him, grabbing his arm but he pulled it out of her hold, turning to face her with anger evident in his eyes.“Wait for what exactly?” He thundered but went on “Jackson really?”“It was a mistake” she said with pleading eyes but Ethan was looking anywhere but her face, he stared right above her head before he slowly looked down to her eye lev
Ethan and Emily Hatton having lunch together, Ethan and Emily Hatton at the park playing happy couple. Ethan and Emily Hatton everywhere, all over her social media feeds, gossip blogs. Anita Brown stared hatefully at her phone, scrolling through her TikTok feed, then her instagram. They were everywhere, and it infuriated her so bad she could feel the bile rise to her throat.Ethan always hated the press, he hated the paparazzi, he hated how odd and awkward he claimed to look even though he looked seemingly flawless. He hated his privacy invaded so they were hardly ever in public together. They hardly went to functions together, parties or even the red carpet but right now he had no problems showing Emily off, taking her publicly to fancy restaurants, playing happy couple when it should have been her. Ethan had totally been ignoring her, even after she had requested for one last night with him, had totally ignored her and evaded all her calls and it made her livid. She wanted him b
The sun began to set on the elegant estate, the Hatton estate in Beverly Hills where Ethan and Emily where enjoying a brief vacation away from the hassles of New York City. The radiant beams danced upon the crystal clear waters of the magnificent swimming pool. Ethan and Emily Hatton stayed nestled in each others arms amidst meticulously manicured gardens, the pool seemed like shimmering oasis made exclusively for their indulgence.Ethan gazed at Emily, a twinkle in his eyes that mirrored the sparkling water. The atmosphere felt injected with a mix of anticipation and affection, their hearts beating in sync with the gentle lapping of the water.“I really don’t want to go back to New York, I’m enjoying every single moment here with you Emily” Ethan said pulling Emily bikini clad body closer to him in a tighter embrace, her skin damp from the water but he relished in it.“Let’s not go back” she indulged him “If wishes were horses Emily” he said “I’ve been away from the company for too