INICIAR SESIÓNLESLIE'S POVI looked up at the Webster Group building and put on my sunglasses. It had been so long but I was back here. I pulled the lunch box up my shoulders and entered the building.Almost immediately, I felt eyes on me. I tried to ignore them and moved to the reception but the lady behind it could not stop gaping at me either.“That's Leslie Webster.”“Saint Baxter's wife? What is she doing here?”“Are you dumb? Didn't you hear her name?”“Leslie Webster? My goodness, is she related to our CEO? But the Webster family has only one daughter.”“I heard she's the illegitimate daughter of the CEO. Her mother was a mistress.”I sighed and took off my sunglasses. Seeing as they all recognized me immediately, it did a poor job in hiding my identity. I faced the two women that were exchanging words excitedly a few feet away from me and they froze. “If you're going to gossip about me, at least do it discreetly. Why do I have to hear you?”They bowed and scurried away while I turned back
LESLIE'S POVI fiddled with the scrambled eggs on my plate while Father and Saint chatted on random business topics. I couldn't help staring at them. Perhaps if things between Father and I were different, he and Saint could have a normal father-in-law and son-in-law relationship. Looking at them now just felt unnatural.We were like this. Nothing was going to change that.“Do you want me to make you something else?” Saint whispered to me and I shook my head. “I'm fine. I guess I'm not that hungry,” I shrugged.“But you didn't even eat dinner last night,” he frowned. “Is there anything you particularly want to eat? Say it and I will make it for you.I put my hand on his above the table and shook my head. “I'm fine, honestly.”“I think I'm making her uncomfortable,” Father said and I looked at him. “If I offended you by showing up here, I'm sorry. I will leave now.” He rose to his feet.“You must really think everything is about you,” I scoffed and shoved a forkful of eggs in my mouth.
LESLIE’S POVThe car skidded to a stop just as the door to the driver's seat yanked open.“Les…” Saint trailed off when he locked eyes with Selene. “Why are you here instead?” He looked at me and rushed over to my side.“I can totally feel the love.” Selene rolled her eyes.“Are you okay?” Saint asked me as I left the car. “I was worried. You left the office without telling me and I couldn't reach you on the phone.”“Everything is fine.” I forced a smile on my face. “I'm tired so I will go to bed now.”“What about dinner? Have you eaten?” He supported me as we went into the house. “I made pasta.”I bit down on my lips and shook my head. I hated that I had to make his efforts go to waste but the mere thought of food made me want to gag. I couldn't possibly stomach anything.“I will pass. I'm not particularly hungry at the moment. I just want to sleep.” I walked past him to our newly shared bedroom. I sat down on the bed, my thoughts taking me back to the cafe I left.Colon cancer. I w
LESLIE'S POVMy hands shook as I shook him. He was not bleeding but he was not waking up either.“Father? Father!” My throat clogged up.“Father? Do you mean—”“He is my dad. Selene, what do I do? He's not responding.” My tears streamed down my face as I pulled him against me. “What am I going to do if he dies?”“Let's calm down, okay?” Selene grabbed my face and forced me to look at her. “Let's get him to the hospital. Everything is going to be okay.”I nodded and tried to lift him, of course with the help of Selene. Father had always been on the lanky side but I guess he still had muscle weight. It was difficult getting him in the back seat, especially with all of Selene’s things but we managed to do it.“Get in the passenger seat, I will drive.” She snatched the key from my hand, giving me no room to argue.My eyes were glued to Father as Selene started the car. I gripped the chair, my lips mouthing prayers silently. If he died, I was as good as dead too. My eyes widened when he mo
LESLIE'S POVI looked up when my secretary, Janet walked in, the same file I had asked her to deliver to Saint. I sighed and leaned back in my seat, “Is there a problem with the document or is it signed?” My hand trailed my hairline.“He…he didn't even check it. He said you should deliver it yourself.”I scoffed and looked away. “He's driving me crazy.” I stood up and collected the file from her. “I will go to him. Don't worry about it and get back to work.”“Yes ma'am.” She bowed and left my office.I considered dumping the file to the side but I needed his signature urgently so I had no choice but to make my way to his office.The culprit in question looked relaxed in his seat, his lazy eyes on me as I opened the file in front of him. “This is our operational plan for the rest of the year. Please tell me anything that you don't like so we can hold another meeting and come to a conclusion.”“Why did you bother sending someone else up when our agreement from the beginning was that yo
LILIANA’S POVI tapped my fingers on my forehead as Tiara started another round of screaming on the phone. The woman had the nastiest temper I had ever seen and it was not helping her at all in this situation where she needed to grovel and beg.I stood up and moved to the bedroom, hoping for some peace and quiet but I had hoped for too much. I sighed and resisted the urge to scream as I saw Mitch lying horizontally on the bed.I had forgotten he came home drunk out of his mind last night.“For fucks sake.” I stomped my feet and left the bedroom too. It looked like there was no place for me to rest in this whole damn house. Thankfully, Tiara was too busy yelling at God knows who on the phone to notice me slipping out. I took a deep breath as I looked around, my eyes landing on Leslie in Saint's arms on the other side, silly smiles on both of their faces.I groaned and looked up to heaven. “Can you give me a fucking break, please?”My eyes moved back to them and an indescribable feelin







