Resh's POV
I just came back from changing my shirt when it was announced that everyone should proceed to the adjacent part of the yacht for fireworks display and gift giving. As usual,we'd be last to get our ass out of the room so I sat first next to my wife, Patrice. I noticed her sweet smile as I took my seat. She was so pretty in her dark blue gown and I was quite ashamed to accompany her wearing one of those old shirts of Mister Mikael Vonne. I had no choice though. I'm not interested in parties like this but to show gratitude to the old man's help for putting a roof over my head and food to fill my tummy, here I am to fullfill one of his "deathbed wish", to present a valuable gift to his second wife, the lost ruby ring that once contained the poison given to him.
A month before he died, one of the servants found the ring half buried in the garden. It was Lady Henda's favorite ring but she lost it a few days prior to the day it was found by the servant. Before he was able to pick it up, the servant saw a cat licked the ring and it fell ill after. He secretly tried to speak to Mikael Vonne and gave him the ring back. After a careful examination of the content, it was found out that it had traces of poison in a small compartment behind the ruby stone. Perhaps Lady Henda used to add a few powder to the old man's tea and that was why the old man fell ill so suddenly.
When he knew that his wife was plotting to kill him, he wrote his will and divided the shares of the company among his children and grandchildren. We all got fifteen percent shares except for Miss Camille who only got 10 percent. Everyone thought it unfair that I should be getting fifteen percent also. However, when he instructed me to marry his granddaughter Patrice, I saw the logic of the old man. The shares was divided on each family by forty five percent for Richmond and my father in law, David.
"Resh, did you buy a gift for the old Lady as we have instructed you to?" my mother-in-law asked with some annoyance in her voice.
"Yes mother. I had the shop wrap it nicely as well," I lied to her.
"Ok, I hope it is a nice one that doesn't look cheap. You didn't give us a chance to look at it," David commented.
"Yes, she would like it very much, I am sure."
"Let us all move now, you guys, as there are a few people left here in the dining room," Patrice said as she got up and walked on ahead.
Resh's POVIt had always been this way. My wife would be walking ahead of me every time we are in public. I presume that she may feel ashamed of me. Since our marriage two years ago, we have not even held each other's hands. We have never looked each other in the eye, not even on our wedding day. Perhaps, she is just waiting for a chance to divorce me after her fate is determined regarding the CEO position in the Vonne textile corporation.We had just stepped into the platform when the lights went out and a loud booming sound was heard. A shower of lights flooded the dark sky. Everyone's head was turned towards the sky as myriads of colors burst all over. But my eyes were fixated on the woman before me. Her porcelain skin shone bright, as bright as her gleeful smile. Patrice looked so cute as her lips rounds up to express a silent WOW with each burst of the fireworks in the sky. Perhaps it won't be wrong to hope that one day I can hold her hand as we watch firewo
Chapter 6 Critical SituationPatrice's POVA second splash was heard after my good for nothing husband fell into the water. Everybody headed towards the railings and stared at the water below. The ripples had died down so it can be presumed they have gone deep down into the water.I was suddenly gripped with fear. Why was he so stubborn not to show our gift for Lady Henda? The crowd lost interest waiting for the two of them to come back up to the surface but the crew of the yacht had prepared a rope ladder and were using spotlights to flood the area with light.“Patrice, let’s go. Your good for nothing husband might be good as dead down there.” Dad said with an I-Don’t-Care tone of voice.“Huh! He really brings shame to us! Now we don’t even have a gift to present and he steals the show by jumping into the water,” a dismayed expression on my stepmom’s face.Mister Isaac Zeller approached near t
Chapter 7 Bad MemoriesResh’s POV… Ten years ago …Ahhhh. It’s so hard to hold on to the piece of log. I’ve been drifting endlessly for I don’t know how long. The water is so cold and everything is pitch black now that the flames from the burning boat had sank to the waters together with everything and everyone else.Waves splashed against me. It’s so hard to stay alive but I must live. I want to find out who ever tried to kill my father. Just this morning, I was so eager as I pack my things for our weekend trip.“Have you got everything ready dear?” Mama asked me as I went down the stairs carrying my bag. She was preparing our food baskets together with two housemaids.“Yes, Mother Earth,” I said grinning.“What about your new fishing rods?” It was Papa also carrying some luggage and passing by the kitchen to stuff his mouth with some toasted bread and e
Chapter 8 ThalassophobiaResh’s POV...10 years ago.. continued...My throat feels dry already. It was useless screaming. In a few minutes the last flame had died down and everything is cast into darkness. The waves were getting fiercer every minute. I am starting to feel cold. Very cold. Then a wave covers my head. I tried to swim to the surface and lucky enough I found a log to hold on to.Coff.Coff. I drank a mouthful of sea water. I think my lungs is full of sea water already. I tried to stay afloat. It doesn’t matter which way I go. What matters is I survive and avenge my father’s death. Who has my father offended? He was so secretive with his work I have never heard him talk about it at home. How grave a fault did he commit that they would want him dead?To make matters worse, it started to rain. At first, it was just few fine droplets. Suddenly, there was heavy downpour. It was pretty strange be
Patrice's POVCoff. Coff. Water sprouted out from his mouth. Finally,Resh was breathing. However, he had not open his eyes still. Then he started shivering."He's having a convulsion! Quick get me some warm blankets!" The assistant of Mister Isaac Zeller gave instruction to one of the crew who immediately left."Pete, I'm glad you are back! Please call Boss and request for a chopper. This guy needs urgent medical assistance." The assistant commanded a tall guy who earlier assisted Mister Isaac Zeller. He must be the driver who came back for the assistant."Noted, Lou!" Then he was on the phone.The crew came back with some warm blankets. Lou, that seem to be the assistant's name, took off the wet clothes and shoes from Resh leaving only his underwear and wrapped him up in the warm blanket."Fever is starting. Get me some wash cloth, please!" A member of the crew left to comply to Lou's request.Lou looked around and asked,
Patrice’s POVI gave the direction to our home to Pete. It wasn’t hard to find because we occupy one big compound in Hamstead County. Lady Henda and her children occupied the mansion. My family and I used to live there when Grandpa was alive. However, after his death, his second wife had become rude so Dad decided to live in one of the smaller houses but still inside the compound.My husband Resh lives in the stables. He had lived there for the past ten years since he was adopted by Grandpa. Even after we got married, he chose to live there. My Dad had warned him never to set foot in our home as he isn’t welcomed there nor would he allow me to live in the stables with him. So my marriage really was just written in papers. My father had told me to agree to my Grandpa’s request so that he can be written in the old man’s will. There was always an option to divorce later on.“Uhmm, I guess we are here, Madam,” Pete disrupted
Resh's POV“Yes Sir, I couldn’t be mistaken, this guy has the lightning birthmark at his ankle and three moles in his inner thigh.”“He is asleep still, the sedative the doctor gave him had calm him down.”“OK, I will let you know soonest of any update.”I felt a bit groggy and my head weighed heavily with a throbbing pain. I could hear only one man talking so he must’ve been on the phone. I tried to move my hands but I cannot. So were my feet. I opened my eyelids and thank goodness the room was dimly lit so I felt at ease to look around.My hands and feet were tied and bound to the bed. Where was I? Was I kidnapped? The man must have heard or felt me move so he walked towards me maybe to check on me.“Young master, you are awake!”“Young master? ME? You are calling me your young master?”, I couldn’t believe my ears.“My name i
Patrice POV"Grandpa?"I couldn't believe my eyes! The room was a bit dark but I could see the silhouette with the help of light flooding from outside the door.There leaning on the wall was a life-size portrait of my Grandpa. What is that doing there? It seemed unfinish yet as there were several brushes and paint that litter around. Is my husband trying to paint my Grandpa?I tried to look for a light switch using my phone's flashlight. When I finally found one and turned it on, bright light flooded the room.I could say Resh did a great job in renovating the stables to be his home. It was simple but neat. Some of the old furniture from the mansion were here but they look better and cared for in here. There was even a fireplace with an animal hide near it for a carpet. It felt cozy and warm. It was just one room with kitchen on one side, a foldable couch on one corner that may serve as his bed probably. Above the fireplace were some books. Forex,