Droves of maids went back and forth in the dining room as they served their employer’s dinner. The personal chef entered himself to bring the main course. “Herdwick lamb loin with Ramson leaves and flowers,” he announced while setting the plates.“Thank you, Manny. Everything is lovely as always,” Edgar Quinn said, taking in the smell and presentation of the dish with great pleasure. “Am I right, Lilith?” He looked at his daughter who was more interested in whatever was on her phone screen rather than the effort that their chef has put in for her visit to the Quinn estate.“Yeah, yeah,” she nonchalantly replied. Manny could only leave disappointed together with the rest of the staff while they leave the room as the Quinns dig in on their dinner.The faint sounds of silver utensils slicing through meat only lasted a few moments when Edgar said, “Why don’t you stay here with me? This is your house and I could only imagine what you eat while living in that condominium.”“Dad, it’s what I
“Let me read it, Andy,” Ren incessantly demanded. She held out her hand, waiting for Andrea to give her the tablet.“There’s really nothing, Ren. I swear.” Andrea gripped the device close to her chest. She knew very well how her friend was going to react after seeing what was on it. “Just let it be.”Her manager scoffed, “Nothing? Then why were you balling your eyes out before I got here? When we left you after that dinner, I thought everything was good.” She shook her head in disbelief. “Did he tell you to abort the baby? Is that it?” Ren was now huffing extensively.Her presumption made Andrea gasp, “You thought this is about Sebastian? It isn’t!” Her heart clenched just imagining her husband say those horrible words to her.“What?” Ren thought that this was finally the day he got to sucker punch that bastard. “Then why were you crying?”Having no other choice but to absolve Sebastian from Ren’s terrible judgment, Andrea gave her the tablet. “Here you go. But don’t take it to heart,
“So what do you think?” Lilith held up two sheets each showing opposing designs. “In my opinion, these are the best of the bunch. But I have a hard time choosing between the two.” Andrea still couldn’t believe Sebastian would ditch her like that. She thought they had an agreement and that she was going to have her fitting next week. Why was it so easy for him to place Lilith first? “Earth to Andrea,” Lilith’s ethereal voice brought her back to reality. “If you’re not feeling well, just tell me. Trust me, I of all people would understand.” The mistress of the house wanted to agree for the visitor to take her leave. If only her husband hadn’t sent that message. “Hey, Lilith told me she’s coming over to the house to visit you. Hope you make her feel welcome.” Why, of course. It’s not like her arrival wasn’t straining their relationship, right? “Oh no, I, I’m fine. Just a-a little taken aback by those dresses,” Andrea stuttered, plastering a fake smile on her tensed face. “Aw, thank y
Despite how delectable Lilith’s edible arrangement was, Andrea couldn’t find herself taking even just one bite. For some reason, it was nauseating for her. But she looked up at the table and saw how Sebastian enjoyed them greatly. He seemed to revel in each bite.“You should try some, they’re really good,” he encouraged her. He smirked at the food as if realizing a hidden joke that his first love placed somewhere in the arrangement.An inexplicable sense filled Andrea’s whole body that it made her fingers tingle. She replied robotically, “You can have all of it. I have to get ready, Ren’s picking me up to go to the hospital.” She got up from the chair opposing her husband’s and proceeded to the stairs.“Wait, I’ll do it.” Andrea still hadn’t decided on when and how she’d tell the father about her pregnancy. And she was feeling quite petty about Sebastian making decisions for her. So going to Hopedale Hospital for her prenatal checkup was not something she’d rope Sebastian into going.
Andrea let out a shaky breath as she stood before the door of the psychiatrist Doctor Abel recommended. ‘Dr. Michelle Carlson’ was spelled in golden letters onto the wooden board. She looked around once more to make sure no one was there aside from her guard. The halls were empty. So she knocked softly, three times, before a woman’s steady voice answered, “Come in.” “Ah, Miss Andrea, welcome,” the older woman greeted Andrea as she shyly entered the office. Dr. Carlson, from her desk, motioned for her to sit on a plush chair. The actress obliged. “So, I’ve followed the protocols from the NDA and made sure that no one would be here during your visits. And that we would be using the excuse of physical therapy for your shoulder,” the psychiatrist informed Andrea as she got up from her office chair and moved towards her. Dr. Carlson took a seat on the chair in front of her. Andrea chuckled awkwardly, “Oh, thank you so much.” When she told Ren to make sure this was kept secret, she wasn’
The three-day business trip felt like an eternity for Sebastian. He watched from outside his private jet as the clouds cleared to reveal his home city. Where an important person was waiting for him. “What the fuck do I do?” Lately, the billionaire had been entertaining the thought of staying married to Andrea more than he could imagine. But as shitty as it sounded, he felt like he was cheating on Lilith even if they haven’t really established the kind of relationship they had. Yes, he and Lilith had gone on harmless ‘dates’, they’d spend their time talking, and they’ve never gone beyond physical except for a hug. That was all there was to it. So why would Andrea get upset at that? It’s not like they had something other than a business arrangement, right? “God, who am I making excuses for?” He groaned in his seat, covering his face with his hands. “Sir? Is everything alright?” Robert spoke up from behind him. The assistant was busy cross-checking the CEO’s upcoming meetings when he
Andrea appreciated the fact that Sebastian chose the Grand Dolion for them to meet. Being very well known for holding their customer’s privacy in high regard, the place was a great spot for people hiding from the public’s eye. It’s why it’s a nightmare for the paparazzi. “How can I help you?” The receptionist’s red lips broke into a smile as she recognized the actress approaching her. “Uhh, Room 1007?” Andrea asked. There really wasn’t any instruction on the letter except to dress up and go to that specific room. The receptionist looked at her computer screen and typed some letters before saying, “Here is your keycard. He’s waiting for you there.” Her smile grew wider as she handed it to Andrea. Why did Andrea feel her expressions as slanderous? All the actress asked for was the room to where her husband was. Why did that woman look at her like she was asking for another man’s phone number? “You’re just reading too much into things again, Andy,” she scolded herself as she waited f
“What the fuck?”After his initial reaction, it took every ounce of self-control for Sebastian not to rip his wife off the man and crush his head. When he reached the tenth floor, he was relieved to see the room’s door ajar. It must be housekeeping so that meant it was a prank after all.But the scene that was laid out for him was far from a joke. And the adrenaline that was pumping in his veins earlier was all but drained now.He didn’t notice the two people at first as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. But the candlelit setting decorated with flowers let him know that it was for a romantic night. The ideas that he had been imagining in the car were one by one starting to come to life.Then the second thing that took his attention was the sound of what were obviously two people kissing. And that’s where his heart dropped. The woman’s back was facing him, but the familiar dark brown, wavy hair and Andrea’s favorite dress gave him an idea of who it was. The midnight blue dress that sh