Annabel's POV Dead silence.My heart raced as I tossed my handbag and climbed the stairs, whispering prayers and hoping that the thoughts in my head weren't true.I placed my hand on the knob and pushed the door open silently. Upon stepping in, I heaved a sigh of relief.My babies were there on their beds, fast asleep with a peaceful look on their faces.I placed a kiss on their foreheads and turned to leave. Immediately I shut the door, a deep voice came from behind.Frightened, I turned and gasped.It was Myron, staring down at me with eyes as dark as the night. His looks were suspicious.“What are you doing here and why's the color draining from your face?” he asked.“I came to check on the children.” I answered and added, “Shouldn't you be asleep? What are you doing sneaking up behind me?”He smirked, “Sleep? How can I sleep when my wife wants to leave me?” I stiffened, “What?”He leaned against the door, “I hope you've changed your mind about the divorce, Annabel.”“Else, you'l
Michelle's POV I sat on the kitchen table while Justicia prepared breakfast for me. She was bubbly and happy, explaining how my sister appeared worried over me.“I think she's forgiven you already, ma’am.” She said, “She looked as if she'd jump on you the second she found you.”She tossed the scrambled egg on the pan with a smile on her face as she spoke of how glad she is that my relationship with my sister was finally repairing itself.“Do you think she realized that she needed you?” She asked.I sighed and said, “I think my divorcing Scott softened her heart towards me.” Justicia looked at me.I shrugged, “She loves him and knowing that I took him away from her, and married him makes it impossible for her to have forgiving thoughts.” “I divorced him, so it became easier for her to forgive me.”Justicia shook her head, “Try not to see it that way, dear. It is possible that she genuinely decided to forgive you without having anything to do with Scott.”I shook my head, “Whether i
Vivian's POVThe door was broken down, two seconds after that.I screamed and stepped back, crashing into the dinner table and causing my phone to fall to the ground, and switching off.Two huge men stepped in with a bat in their hands, followed by George. His face was not visible as he wore a face cap but his frame was more than obvious.I could recognize him yards away.“George.” I whispered and tried not to look scared.One of the men grabbed me and forced me towards the main room where George had already sat on the chair with his face cap off his head.“Don't touch me!” I yelled to the guard but his first tightened the more.“George..I..I was thinking of a way to save you. You have no idea how I've been restless over your being in jail. I was cooking up a plan to get you out.”I added, “I'm sorry it took this long.”He turned to me just then. His expression was cold and nonchalant. I did not want to imagine how he left jail or even found me because it seemed that he had become eve
Annabel's POV We reached the mansion and the first thing Myron did was bury his fist into the wall. I did not yell for him to stop because I was just as angry as he was.He turned to me, “I don't want to see you near him ever again, Annabel.” “I'm filing for a divorce, Myron.” I replied calmly.“You're doing no such thing.” He chuckled, “You are going to leave me and the kids whom you've spent years with and for a man you think you're in love with?”“Think?” I laughed, “Don't bullshit me, Myron. I might not remember everything, but I do remember what I need to. And that is enough for me to know that I do not love you.”I added, “I never have.”I saw him tighten his fist. “I remember Liam was involved in an accident.” I continued, “I remember his pathetic state on that hospital bed and I remember finding out it was you.”“Annabel-”“You, did that to my boy all for your hatred for Scott!” “You're mistaken, Annabel.” He tried to defend himself, “I wasn't behind that.”“How many times
Myron's POV “After now, I don't ever want to see you again, Myron Wilson. I don't want to have anything to do with you and if you refuse I'll have to lodge a complaint at the station and you'll have no right to be anywhere near me.”“What?” I gasped, “You can't be serious, Michelle. If you do that, there'd be no way I can save you from that schmuck.”She turned back and I was shocked to see the tears and pain coursing in her eyes. Her face was filled with many emotions that I could not place an exact one.“I don't need saving!” She screamed, “Just stay away from me. I can take care of myself and I promise that this will never happen between us again! I will stop wanting you, I will stop loving you and you should also stop coming anywhere near me!”I stuttered, hurt to see her in tears, “Mich, I-”“No.” She shook her head, stopping me with the raise of her hand. “You don't need to repeat it. I know the only woman you love is my sister, don't mention it to me again.”“I pity you, thoug
Myron's POV I was awakened by a constant knock at the door. With Michelle's soft body spooned against mine, I didn't want to get out of bed but the knock was becoming incessant and the last thing I wanted was for Michelle to wake up now.Last night was the best night of my life. My lips twitched with a smile when I remembered how her eyes shone with care and love when she saw blood on my hands.How she had carefully bandaged me while trying to hide her want for me. I could smell it, and it became stronger when she stepped out of the bathroom.I did not want to imagine what she had been doing there but I did not need to. Seeing her thin waist and sculptured body through the nightgown sent me out of my mind.She must have controlled her urge but I couldn't control mine because I did not want to.“Open the damn door, Myron!” Nessa yelled from outside the door.I bit my lips, placed a soft kiss on Michelle's shoulder and stepped out of bed. I groaned with the pain that came with it, tem