Evelyn's POV
“Evelyn, where have you been all these time? Have been trying your number, but I got no response from you. Do you know he was worried? I was also scared,” my father's voice resounded in the living room as he flared up?
I was somehow expecting this reaction. He hated being lost or confused and after everything that happened yesterday at the engagement party, he must have felt exhausted while trying to answer the questions from the guests and worse, from Caleb's parents.
“We have a lot to discuss, so sit down,” he gestured towards a couch without waiting for me to explain myself. I could tell that he was angry.
“I'm sorry, dad, for not telling you about my plans or explaining why I had to cancel the engagement,” I started. “But the truth is, I don't think I want to get married to Caleb anymore,” I said and waited for him to respond.
His brows creased into a hard knot as he stared at me speechlessly. He seemed confused again. “I don't understand. This is the same guy that you've been bothering me about. You also reassured me that he is capable of handling the company while you focus on your dreams, and I agreed to it. So why are you suddenly changing your mind about it? Is there something that I am not getting?” He moved closer with a frown.
I bit my inner lip, trying to be calculative with my words. “Dad, there's always someone that can take that position. It doesn't have to be Caleb. There are many capable people out there,” I reasoned.
“And who do you think is best fit for the position?” He seemed curious.
“What about me? I'm your daughter and I know how hard you've worked just to keep that company. If anyone should appreciate your work, it should be me. I know how long you've worked just to build that company up from the ground. I won't let your suffering go to waste, and I'll try my best to ensure that it grows even more,” I reassured him.
His eyes widened, and his brows drew closer. He was shocked, baffled and in disbelief. “What did you say? Do you want to be the next CEO? Then what about your dreams? What about being a fashion designer? Isn't that all you ever wanted in life?” He threw questions and I understood him.
If this was the previous me, the last person I would recommend for his company was myself because I wanted nothing to do with that position. I wanted to do what I love, and the company wasn't something I found pleasure in handling. I believed if I handled the company without any genuine love for it, it was only going to bring less motivation.
However, I thought differently now. This was what I wanted to do; the first queen move in my revenge plan, and taking over the company with that plan in mind would only motivate me further.
And since I was being whirled back to the past, I know for a fact that every single event that had played out in the past will repeat itself. Every actions of Caleb and that of Dana. So I was definitely going to have the upper hand now, and with that I was sure as hell going to find out all his moves, starting with the first one that was targeted towards my dad.
“I know you don't believe me but these past few days,” I began, inching closer to my dad, “I have come to realize my mistakes. I never actually asked you what you wanted and assumed that you might want an outsider to rule your company just as long as they were capable, but after thinking it over, I finally understood why you felt bothered at first when I introduced the idea of Caleb taking over from you. Being a CEO won't stop me from achieving my dreams. I can still own a fashion house if I wanted to,” I said thoughtfully.
He was quiet for a while as he tried to comprehend and digest what he just heard. “So you want to take over the company? But you don't know how to handle a company?” He pointed out. I could tell that he was not only worried for his company but also for me.
“That's where you come in, dad. You can teach me how to handle a company. I am keen to learn from you,” I replied promptly.
He leaned back against his chair while being thoughtful for a while. “Alright. I need to think about this for a while, I'll get back to you later,” he stood up slowly from his seat.
I heard the sound of his footsteps as he walked back to his room. I sat in the quiet room, wondering if I was doing it all wrong, when the sound of the doorbell broke my reverie. Standing up, I walked to the door and opened it.
“Hey, Evelyn,” Dana wrapped her arms around me immediately. What was she doing here? I thought she claimed to be sick.
Caleb appeared behind her… okay this was becoming interesting. I moved for them to step into the room before closing the door.
“Why are you here?” I asked, trying to make my voice neutral.
“Hey, why are you asking the obvious? Can't I visit my best friend again? I wanted to know how you're feeling after learning from your dad that you were sick,” she lied. My dad was obviously too occupied to share my health issues with anyone.
“Oh I see, excuse my manners then. So why am I here then?” I turned to look at Caleb.
“Oh come, Evelyn. What do you mean by that? Caleb is your fiancé and I heard what happened yesterday. That wasn't you, Evelyn. Why did you call off the wedding after desperately waiting to be Caleb's wife for so long?” She inquired as I stifled a smile.
“That's because I would rather not be married to anyone yet until I achieve my dreams,” I replied plainly.
“But Caleb has always been there for you. In fact, he wants to help you achieve your goals and that's why he agreed to take over your father's company just so you will have enough time to pursue your career. Caleb loves you so much so you have to be more considerate, Evelyn. As your best friend, I found it really unbelievable,” she reached for my hand.
It took all the strength in me not to shove her hand away. She claimed she was sick just to avoid attending the engagement party, but she was suddenly healthy the next day when things didn't go as she planned. She was so transparent.
“But you both look better together,” I joked, but an undercurrent could be depicted from my tone.
They froze, and their faces turned pale. “What did you say?” Dana whispered. My lips curled up into a smile before I chuckled to break the thick tension in the air.
“That wasn't funny, Evelyn. You know Caleb and I are just friends. But you really need to give him a second chance. Don't regret this, Evelyn. I know he loves you so much,” she advised, and Caleb finally moved towards me and held my hand.
“Evelyn, I don't know what I did, but I'm sorry if I disappointed you. I love you so much. My heart was torn into pieces yesterday when you made that announcement. Please don't leave me like this. I love you and I want you back. If you like, I'll do anything and everything that you ask of me,” he said, squeezing my hand lightly.
I raised my brow with a faint smile. “Anything you said?” I asked to confirm and he immediately nodded. “Fine then, I'll accept you back as my fiancé,” I replied mischievously. This was now my game, and I was more than willing to play. And trust me, Caleb wouldn't know what’s going to hit him next.
Happily Ever After“Yes, I do,” Evelyn said, tears streaming down her face as she stood beside the love of her life, Leonard. The sun set behind them, casting golden hues across the beach, where a small crowd of family and close friends clapped in celebration. Evelyn’s heart raced as the pastor, with a gentle grin, declared, “By the power vested in me by the state, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride now.”Leonard didn’t hesitate. He pulled Evelyn close, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His mother playfully covered her face, peeking through her fingers, while the crowd cheered and laughed.“Grandma, I want to join Mummy and Daddy!” Ryan and River said in unison, their excitement contagious. Without waiting for permission, they ran to the couple, joining them on the floor. Evelyn and Leonard embraced the kids, laughing as they all danced together when the music began to play.Though the ceremony was intimate, the guests in attendance were people o
Evelyn's POVIt was Leonard, he was carrying the baby, the excitement in his face before I slept off had vanished. “ Babe, what's going on?” I asked.But he didn't say anything, his head was just bowed down slightly, as if finding answers from the baby.My mind started reeling with several thoughts, I knew he had gone to see my dad, did he not like the child?“ Say something.” I said desperately.“ I'm sorry Evelyn.” He said but then paused again, his lips shaking.The door of the room opened again, and the Caregiver walked in.She was also cold. I became confused.“ Was anything wrong with my baby? I asked myself.“ Babe you have to be strong, I'm sorry Mr Wyatt. He didn't complete his sentence when I realized what he was trying to say.My dad was dead, Mr Wyatt was dead. My life was over, literally what came to my mind.“ Noo, no, say something else.” I said, tears streaming down my face.It became difficult to breathe. I was choking on air. I wept bitterly on the bed, Leonard trie
EVELYN’S POV:It had been over two months since the failed surgery. My dad had been living on what felt like a miracle ever since. Each day with him was a gift, a fragile thread holding him here. Leonard, Mia, and the caregiver had been the pillars of support I leaned on during those challenging months.Ryan and River visited often, bringing small moments of joy, but today wasn’t about my dad or them. Today, it was my turn on the hospital bed. Inside the labor room, I lay ready—or as ready as anyone could be—to meet the life I had carried for nine months. The pain I felt was incomparable, beyond anything I’d ever imagined.I clung tightly to Leonard’s hand. He stood beside me, his calm voice trying to pierce through my haze of agony. “You’re doing so well, babe. Just a little more.”A doctor—or maybe a nurse or midwife—entered the room, her expression calm yet purposeful. I knew it was time. She held a syringe, walking briskly toward me.“Hello, madam. Just relax and stay calm. You ca
LEONARD’S POV:Then I turned my attention back to driving. Even though this was supposed to be exciting news on a normal day, we couldn't celebrate it."I'm hungry," Evelyn said. I gave her a questioning look.I turned the car onto another route as we started looking for a restaurant. We eventually found one and walked inside. The meal was nice, and I realized I was also hungry. After eating, we didn’t leave immediately; we stayed for a while to relax.Then a call came to my phone. I took it out and saw it was a new number. Surprisingly, I hesitated before answering, wondering who it could be.“Good day, sir,” a voice said on the other end.I tried to recognize the voice but couldn’t.“I’m from the press hub,” the voice continued.My interest piqued. “What’s the situation?” I asked urgently.“We have three offers right now,” he said.A wave of excitement washed over me for a moment.“Alright, I need their details immediately,” I said and hung up.I turned to speak to Evelyn, only to r
LEONARD’S POV:"It's the court hearing; it's tomorrow. It had just slipped my mind," I said to her, my words unorganized."I'm famished," she said, ignoring the information I had just shared, as if she hadn't asked in the first place."Here you go," I said, serving her meal."Smells so good," she said, sniffing the food while closing her eyes.We had a quick breakfast. Time flew by, and before I knew it, it was the next morning.When I woke up, Evelyn was sleeping peacefully beside me on the bed. The only unusual thing was her large baby bump, which I had grown used to."Good morning, baby," I whispered in her ear and kissed her before getting out of bed.I went to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water. After finishing it, I started making coffee for us. I was almost done when a familiar voice interrupted me."Good morning," Evelyn said with a bright smile. Even though we were indoors, she shone like the sun.I moved toward her, kissed her cheek playfully, and then kissed her
LEONARD’S POV:Her checkups and scan didn’t take much time. The baby was fine and Evelyn was in perfect condition. Though the doctor recommended so much rest. Afterward, she requested to see the twins.“But they had left only yesterday!” I protested. The twins had become a big part of our lives, visiting from time to time. Even though they stayed at their grandparents’ house, their bond with Evelyn remained strong. They were so fond of her that they never wanted to leave whenever they came over. The feeling was mutual.“But I miss them,” she said, pouting her lips. “We won’t stay long; it’ll just be a brief visit.”“I know, but the doctor said you need rest. You should get some,” I tried to convince her. But Evelyn wasn’t one to give up easily.Eventually, she succeeded in convincing me instead. I called the kids' grandparents on our way to inform them of our visit. As soon as we arrived, the kids ran out to welcome us. I scooped both of them into my arms and lifted them high. Only t