Jayden’s POV.
Days ago
Tomorrow is Christmas. I strutted out of a meeting hall, my fists thrown into my pocket. A beep on my phone interrupted me.I reached into my pocket and grabbed my phone. The message was from my wife, Danielle.
As my eyes focused on her message, I felt a smile appear on my face.
"Hey, Jayden. I hope your day is going well. I have been thinking about you. I miss you. I bet our little pumpkin misses you, too. It’s Christmas Eve and I hope you can come home early today. Take care."
I exhaled softly, striding hastily to the media room where my next engagement for the day was.
I didn’t marry Danielle for love. My late mom appreciated her business talent…and her personality, which I didn’t know why.
I still couldn't decide how I felt about Danielle, but now I wanted to get back to her as soon as possible.
"Good evening, Mr McAllister." the manager said anxiously when she spotted me standing at the door, my eyes scanning the room and the busy staff members.
"Let me have the files." I took them from her desk and scanned through them hurriedly. "I don't like these designs, Anna. You certainly can do better."
"Yes, sir. These are just a rough sketch. The finished product will be better."
"Jayden!" Benny's familiar voice rang from the other end of the hall. I looked in his direction, a smile spreading on my lips. He was walking towards me at an increased pace. "Busy as a bee?"
"I'm chill," I rolled my eyes, glancing at my wristwatch. "I'm in a hurry, man. I need to get my work done before Chirimas holiday and get home to Danielle."
"Wow you are having holidays now. What is it about?" he asked mockingly. "You don't love her, do you?"
"Leave me alone, Ben. I am in no mood for your silly jokes." Benny was a business partner and a close friend.
"I'm not joking." His face wrinkled into a frown. "I have seen you both together; it's obvious she loves you more. I know you, Jayden. You would very much prefer spending your holiday at work than with her. But I suppose you're just being compassionate."
Benny wasn't wrong, and I admitted, "It's Christmas Eve; she needs company." I walked ahead, and he tagged along. "Besides, my sister and father couldn't make it today. It’s still snowing. She would be awfully lonely at home."
"How caring of you!" Benny scoffed, rolling his eyes. I won’t blame you for starting to love her like all of a sudden. She’s so freakin’ hot, after all."
"Huh?"
"I mean Danielle, your woman. She's so hot."
I was immediately enraged. I turned around slowly to face him. "What the fuck?"
"Yeah, I mean it. No matter how much you claim to dislike her, you have to admit that she has a killer body shape, with a great ass. She must be a goddess in bed."
"Benny!" I lost my cool. "Are you crazy? That's my wife you are talking about. Fucking show some respect, man."
Benny chuckled softly, "Sorry. Just teasing."
Danielle was beautiful, no doubt. She was also a very intelligent woman who had top-notch business ideas, and I respected her for that. The only thing that kept me away from her was how she got into my life. She played dirty tricks to get close to me.
Benny and I, alongside a few other friends, sat at the executive hall drinking wine and resting for a while. "Have you heard, Jayden?" Benny began. "Katherine is back."
I looked up at him, wondering if he was teasing. "Are you serious about that?"
"I swear, man. She came back from France not long ago. She is in this company right now as we speak."
"Who is Katherine?" one of the guys at the table asked Benny.
"Jayden's ex-girlfriend. His former secretary, the blonde one with blue eyes."
"Ah, right!" The man said as I stood to leave. With a lower tone, he added, "I still wonder why they broke things off; they made such a great couple."
A call came into my phone. It was from a prospective partner, but I wasn't in the right mental frame to answer. “Take this call for me, Benny.” I handed my phone to him.
I then hurried off to find Katherine without any idea of where she might be but ran into her at the entrance to my office. She seemed to be waiting for me. She had found me first.
"Jayden!" She raced forward, attempting to fall into my arms for an embrace. I felt excitement when I saw her and almost opened my arms in reception when the thought hit me.
I was married.
I recoiled, pushing her away gently. "Hi, Katherine."
"OMFG, Jayden. You look hotter than I remember."
"Thank you," I said with a brief smile. "I have missed you. Really, Kat. Why didn't you tell me when you came back? How are you?"
"Not good, Jayden. Not good."
I raised a brow in confusion. "What's the matter?"
"Well, Jayden, I came home to spend the holiday with my family, but you know about my condition. I fell ill again. I have been hospitalized for quite some time now."
"I'm so sorry to hear that. Are you getting better?"
"I suppose. But it's pretty lonely in the hospital, you know? Being alone... Without anyone I know talking to me... Especially because it's Christmas."
"I can imagine." What about your family? I wanted to ask.
Almost as if she read my mind, she said, "Everyone is busy celebrating. They come around once in a long while. I wouldn't blame them. They deserve to enjoy their holiday; it's not their fault I have asthma." She sighed. "Jayden, I'm sorry for not making it to your mother's funeral. I swear I tried."
"I understand, dear." I patted her shoulder gently.
"I’m sure you’d understand, babe. After all, Danielle did way worse, you know? I can’t believe how much she could do to manipulate your mom into choosing her. That’s just so bitchy."
I was startled. "Wow that’s too-" Katherine hated Danielle and was fond of putting every thinkable blame on her.
"Do you not agree? She's the reason you and I are apart."
I gulped a lump and gave a nod in affirmation. "Yea…you're right; she's the reason you and I are not together."
Katherine picked up on my hesitation to agree with her and immediately lashed out at me. "Do you not love me anymore, Jayden?"
"I do, I promise I do."
"Then get rid of her and come be with me. She doesn't deserve you, not after playing tricks to get you!"
"I…I think you are right. You are my only love." I said uneasily, shifting from foot to foot. "But Katie, you need to understand. She and I are having a baby. It's been years together."
"What are you trying to say, then? That you and I don't have a future together?"
There was an awkwardly long silence between us.
I heaved. "I'll think about getting that divorce."
Katherine's POV*Two Years Later*The air felt thick and heavy as I stood by the window of the rundown motel. The curtains were thin, barely hiding me from the outside world. Every sound made me jump—a car door slamming, the shuffle of footsteps on the gravel outside. My world had come crashing down, and I had nowhere left to turn.For weeks, I’d been dodging police, hiding in places I never thought I’d have to set foot in. My once-loyal allies were gone, every single one of them scattering like rats when the ship started sinking. The life I had built, the power I once held, was nothing but ashes now.I stared at the duffel bag on the bed. It was all I had left—some cash, a fake passport, and a change of clothes. It wasn’t much, but it would have to do. I couldn’t stay here. The net was closing in, and if I didn’t leave soon, I’d be caught. Again. A knock on the door startled me. My heart leaped into my throat, and I froze, listening. It came again, louder this time.“Katherine,” a v
Danielle's POV The day started like any other. I was sitting in the living room, flipping through some documents for work, when my phone buzzed on the coffee table. I reached for it, not thinking much of it, but when I saw the name on the screen, my heart stopped for a moment.It was my adoptive mother.I hadn’t spoken to her—or my adoptive father—since everything came to light about my biological parents. Their reaction to the news had been cold and distant. They had accused me of being ungrateful, of turning my back on the life they had given me. I had tried to explain that finding my biological parents didn’t mean I loved them any less, but they hadn’t wanted to hear it.Now, months later, seeing her name pop up felt strange. My thumb hovered over the screen, debating whether to answer. But curiosity won out, and I pressed the button.“Hello?” I said, my voice cautious.“Danielle,” she said. Her voice was soft, almost hesitant. It was so different from the sharp tone I remembered
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Danielle's POVLucas asked to meet up after work so we could have a drink or two and talk about ‘Stuff’ he didn't bother to explain. When I arrived, Lucas was already sitting by the window, his profile outlined by the soft glow of the street lights outside. He wasn’t drinking his coffee—he just stared at it, his hands clasped tightly around the cup as if it were the only thing anchoring him. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what I was walking into, before finally approaching the table.“Hey,” I said, sliding into the chair across from him. “You okay?”He looked up at me, and for a moment, his green eyes didn’t reveal anything. Then, slowly, his expression softened into something I couldn’t quite name—sadness, maybe, or determination.“I’m fine,” he said, his voice low. “Thanks for coming, Danielle. I know it might not have been convenient.”“Of course,” I replied, leaning forward slightly. “You’ve been there for me more times than I can count. What’s going on?”He didn’t answer ri
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