(Kendall's POV)After Antonio insisted that Gabriella and Laura stayed in the mansion till we came back from the police station, I vehemently declined and when he offered to take them home himself, I accepted and thanked him a lot for the kind gestures.Throughout the journey back home, Gabriella's eyeballs were asking a lot of questions and I was not in a good shape to answer or give her a befitting reply. I kept pondering about so many things happening as I sat beside her near the window. How could I bring myself to tell her that the person I was about to marry was arrested for violence and was in police custody?As Antonio drove at an average speed and accelerated with caution at intervals, I almost shoved my head out of the window as Gabriela placed her right on my folded palms. She could feel the anxiety that burned through me and she wanted me to be comfortable.Then, I started to think about Stephen and everything his P. A told me hours ago. One should not really judge a book b
(Kendall's POV)I was about to search for Antonio when he appeared behind me and snapped his fingers in front of my eyeballs. I was taken back and I almost collapsed onto my knees when he swiftly pulled me up.I clutched my heart and gasped for breath. "Where have you been, sir? I was about to look everywhere for you," I managed to ask."You can just call me, Antonio. Calling me sir here and there makes me feel like I am an old person when I am just forty," he cracked the joke and both of us burst into a peal of laughter."Alright, Antonio," I chuckled."Wow! That is it... Even you see that the name sounds sweeter in your mouth," he teased."Thank you." I didn't even know why I was thanking him."Well, I went to use the public toilet situated beside the corner over there," he said and I thought of telling him about the lady I had seen earlier."Antonio, there is something I want to tell you about?" I told him and he furrowed his eyebrows, paying attention to me."What is that about? Wh
(Stephen's POV)Getting home in fury only to discover my dressing maids plus some others were gone because of a text from an anonymous person added to my rage. I paced around the room and came to a standstill in front of the big mirror, reiterating the questions that have been resident in my head since I got back hours ago."What is all this happening to me now?""Why was Kendall with Antonio at the station looking all weak also?"Thinking about what Kendall did to me, my anger reignited and I banged my fists on the dressing table. My head was fucked up and I wished Antonio was here to answer all of my questions. Was Kendall, not the person who informed the police of the ordeal? Was she at the station to see the anguish on my face?Perhaps she had thought there would be one on my face. I scoffed and muttered silently, smiling mischievously at the mirror. If that was what she was thinking, then she failed! I would not give her an easy way out.Then my mind drifted back to the anonymou
(Jessica's POV)After Stephen found out about my secret ordeals with other men, he called off the engagement. I could still remember the brokenness and anger painted all over his face that sunny afternoon. His personal assistant never did like me, for him I was with Stephen because of his money.He had constantly bugged Stephen with talks about how insincere and mischievous I looked. I got to find out all this through the front desk secretary who at times was annoyingly trying to gain favor with me."How could you?" Stephen said while throwing a brown envelope at me as he stormed into the bedroom."You are back too early. Is everything okay?" Or didn't you leave for work?" I asked confusedly.Still with rage in his eyes and pointing towards the brown envelope now on the floor. "So this is the urgent thing you had to attend to during the weekend?"Still confused.Pick up the damn envelope! He hurled angrily.Pulling out the content of the envelope, I was shocked by the bone marrow. "How
(Kendall's POV)As Antonio and I waited for hours before he could get me a cab which drove me home, my head banged due to the questions battling inside me. I attempted to ask Antonio who Jessica Lovegood was and what she wanted with the case, but something was pulling me back from asking. I didn't want to be seen as someone prying into their affairs."Finally," I murmured when I got home and successfully freed my swollen feet; I hadn't taken my shoes off since three days ago.Walking past the window to the petite table that lay across the small room, I halted in my tracks like a car that just applied its brakes.My mind drifted to the lady I noticed was walking behind me when I alighted from the cab and was walking home. But as I turned back after observing her footsteps and her shadow beside me, she fled again.I watched her run to a corner and I took note of her height which was almost mine. She wore a black hoodie and black shorts and her back view resembled the one of that lady I
(Kendall's POV)Kissed by the rays of sunlight that flickered into the bedroom through the wooden window beside the bed, which was slightly open, I stretched my arms and raised my head on the small bed to see if Laura was still sleeping.She was, but Gabriella who was meant to be beside me on the mat was not there. Wondering where she had gone this early, the thought of my appointment today jerked my traveling subconsciousness back to reality."Gosh!""What time is it?" I asked myself rhetorically while picking up my phone."Jezz! 7:45 a.m.," I exclaimed.Jumping off from the mat Gabriella and I always lay on, I shrugged the sheets off my body and headed to the bathroom to have a quick bath.However, the thought of the cold bath I was about to have gave me a quiver. The water heater had gone bad a month ago and getting a new one was not on our list of priorities.Thinking of the heater made me realize a couple of other things had gone bad too. The aged chair in the sitting room was one
(Stephen's POV)With irritation after Kendall left, I paced to and fro my study room, remembering the words she hurled at me earlier after ordering her to pack into my mansion within three days. My anger was fuelled more as her words kept echoing inside my head. I wished I could show her her place when she summoned the effrontery to yell at me and call me names. But I did nothing. I just watched her run her mouth like a tap.She called me arrogant. She said I was stupid and that I wasn't meant to be tagged as human. She said I was supposed to be living in the jungle where my mates belonged. F**k!!Not even Antonio had the audacity she had. To avoid unleashing my anger and murdering a mother of three beautiful children, I had to hold myself back from giving her another round of beating.It was her guts for me. Imagine reprimanding someone who would save her life despite her impoverished state. Was she even expecting me to thank her because she added make-up to cover up the injuries o
(Kendall's POV)"You have three days to move in... Wife!" he ordered in his usual harsh tone and for some unknown reason, my head sparked I was pissed up like hell.Who told him I was his wife yet? I felt he was going to apologize to me for acquiring evidence to bail him. I even thought that he wanted to compliment me for the kindness I bestowed upon him even though he did not deserve it if not for Antonio who had pleaded.I was only fuming in anger without saying anything as he left the window and marched forward to me. If not for his cold aura and irresponsible attitude, he could have worn my heart with his built body when I was still younger."Are you done checking me out?" His voice jerked me off my thoughts and I rolled my eyes at him."Who do you think you are?" I blurted out, stepping away from him."Of course, I am Stephen DeLaCruz and you and your family are going to move into this mansion in three days!"Honestly, it was not me moving into this mansion that vexed me. It was h