Tyler’s POV After Eunice and her mother drove up in their car leaving me to continue talking to myself at the hospital, well, I headed back to my car, a perfect beautiful BMW Sedan that was parked in the car park adjacent to the hospital building. Sliding into my car. I shook my head. What I did, was it bad? I was married for five years, dated for two years before marriage and in that five years of marriage, we tried to have a child for two years. She couldn’t give me a child. I knew the doctor said we were all fine but, fuck no! How was I going to be a proud husband if my wife could not give me a child? I had taken advantage of a beautiful lady at the office. I employed her as a secretary but then, she became something more than a secretary. She became someone who eventually made me a happy man. I knew this would hurt Eunice more than anything and it was why she gave me the perfect silent treatment along with her mother just earlier at the hospital. But, I didn't care. At least
Tyler’s POVI wiped my finger on my head. I was sweating profusely even when the air conditioning was on. I understand that we were in the summer period. But the air conditioning was on and I was still sweating this way?The cleaning was a huge task. I wondered how Eunice was able to do this every day and never complained.After what felt like hours, I walked out tirelessly after I was done.While I was in the room cleaning, my mum, Diana, just kept on looking at me and shaking her head. She said nothing to me and I said nothing to her too. She eyed me badly when I turned my face away, ignoring her as if I didn’t see her.Then, I walked to the living room and I saw that the hired men were done moving Lola’s goods inside. She was in the living room, lying on the sofa comfortably like she had been married to me for the longest time.The TV remote was in her hand. She was watching a movie and another bottle of wine was opened near an empty one she had drunk before.“You are done babe?” s
Tyler’s POVMy heart pounded as if someone was beating a drum in my head. This thing Eunice arrived at was so demanding. Everything I’ve laboured for—I mean, everything we have laboured for—she wanted it for herself alone just because I cheated?I walked briskly to the living room. Lola’s eyes were fixed on me, but I couldn’t tell her anything.I knew Lola was with me because of all she thinks I have. But I am with her because of the child Eunice couldn’t give me. So, to me, it was a win-win situation. But then, telling her stuff like this would make her panic.She might retrace her steps immediately and leave me, leaving me with no chances of being a father. So, I kept mute.“What is the matter, babe?” she kept asking me.“Nothing,” I said, feigning a smile at her each time. Later on, I walked slowly to the room upstairs. But in my mind, I was racing—I was running from her so she could stop asking me and I could have some perfect time to think.Eunice must not take everything from me
Eunice’s POV“Please sign here, here and here,” said Attorney Evelyn Hart, our business lawyer, as she pointed to three places on the document she brought home for us.I sat in our luxurious living room. My mum was seated with me and just adjacent to us was Attorney Evelyn.It was time to take over my mother’s company, Maison Vivre. A group of companies dealing with high fashion and styles, having our branches in many countries of the world.Yet, the President of the group of companies, who was my mum Josie, had refused to broadcast herself to the world. In all of the years she was the president of the company, she kept her identity secretive. And in this manner, I wanted to be too, as I emerged as the new president of this company and my mother retired.Without wasting much time, I signed right on the spaces Attorney Evelyn instructed me to sign.“It’s done,” she sounded.“Congratulations on your new position as the president of Maison Vivre, ma’am.” She bowed to me and then bowed to
Tyler’s POVIt was almost like I didn’t hear her well when she gave me a blatant no. “Pardon?” I said, wanting her to repeat herself.Seeing my reaction, she touched her belly once more and her voice changed into something sounding like she was crying.“I am pregnant for you babe. How can a pregnant woman be doing such hard chores? Do you want me to lose my pregnancy? My baby, our baby.” She shed some tears and with this, I realised that I might be overreacting.I shouldn’t have asked her to help me clean my mother’s room, or cook for her so that she could use her medication.Feeling remorseful, immediately, instead of heading to work, I walked close to her, kissed her belly, “I will handle it.” I said to her,She smiled at me now, wiping her tears. Then she kissed me on my forehead. “Make me some breakfast too babe.” She sounded.“My baby needs it. Our baby needs it.”With no choice but to comply, it has been a while since I cooked anything. Eunice has always made sure that my stomac
Tyler’s POVI opened the door to our room upstairs, and what I saw shocked me.Lola was staring into the TV screen, watching a porn movie. She was completely naked, fondling her breasts and fingering her private part by herself.I opened my eyes widely at the sight before me. Before I knew it, my third leg was already rising from watching Lola do this.Lola was a lady whose body physique was all about sexiness. She knew how to get me into the mood whenever she wanted to do that. This was also one of the primary reasons we fucked in the office like there was no tomorrow.Just as my thoughts caught up with the present, I noticed her little baby bump. At that moment, I remembered what the doctors usually said on TV: “When your partner is pregnant, it is most important to also have sex with them because this helps them during childbirth. If you neglect them, it becomes too tight, and easy delivery becomes a problem.”Quickly, I walked to her and sat next to her.She rubbed my chest with h
Eunice’ POVAfter signing the stupid counterfeit document, I was in my room for two days straight up.I was staring at the walls, in the dark, just trying to clear my head. But it was not an easy thing to do.Being betrayed by someone you have only loved since you knew how to love was something that can mess you up for a long time. You’d heal, yes, but what makes you heal faster? Revenge or time?Annie knocked on my door each night, bringing in food for me to eat. But most of the time, I had no appetite for much food to eat.“Darling, please eat up. Only when you eat would you have the strength to resume work,” my mother also comforted over and over again. And with this, I was starting to eat more and more. Better.Three days and two nights after signing the God-forsaken document, I rose up from bed and stepped out of the room for the first time.I was much leaner, my face was sober. But then, it was time to heal, as I always said again and again:Like a bird, I would fly again.I ste
Eunice’s POVHave you ever seen a cat sneakily moving undetected to attack a prey?For instance, in the widespread living room of a home where the owner has a cat, the cat moves too silently to catch the erring mouse which just infiltrated their home? That was me.This was how I have stayed silent for two years. Two years I have been strategizing, planning, making silent moves on how I would take down Tyler and ruin the company I built for him—or better to say, for us.They say you should be a better person when someone has hurt you. You shouldn’t hurt them back and blah blah blah. But let the tides turn. You’d watch those who advised you to not hurt someone be the first to carry a gun, to hurt those who have messed with them. No one has the right to tell me how to react when I have been hurt. They should just pray the one I am coming for has all the heart to take the hit.Two years, I’ve been heading Maison Vivre, and within that period, I’ve created a new branch which does the very
Tyler’s POVHave you ever been so emotionally troubled that you do not know the next thing to do? This was me right now.I had too many concerns at the moment that I didn’t even know which one to focus on.There was the staffing crisis staring me right in the face like a bull getting ready to strike with its horns. And then there was the next of kin update—something Lola wouldn’t let me rest on.As I thought about how to get new staff—because without a company, what was the essence of the next of kin paperwork?—I also couldn’t ignore the pressure mounting from home.Yet, I knew how Lola would make a big deal out of this if I failed to do it before I returned home tonight.The weight of indecision bore down on me, and I was already exhausted. But who was I to complain to?I took my hand to my jaw and placed my elbow on the table like a worried man.The desktop screen was still on. But what next to do, when every hiring site I visited, every hire button I pressed, returned a red decline
Tyler’s POVI slumped into my office chair the instant I stepped into my office. It had never happened before that I would be the only one in this building, as big and wide as it was. The silence felt foreign, almost hostile, as though the walls themselves were whispering questions I didn’t want to answer.The month in the year Eunice and I got this place for our business, it had been just the two of us managing everything. But even then, our lawyer had been with us on that first day, reviewing documents and helping us through the paperwork. So, there had never been a moment when I experienced this place in complete isolation. I had never felt how big and empty it truly was until now, with business not running.The silence was eerie. If a pin dropped to the ground, it echoed all the way down the hallway—maybe even to the downfloor, and I just knew I had to do everything possible to fix the staff shortage that had suddenly struck my company like a storm.Trying not to panic, I turned o
Tyler’s POVI arrived at work, and what I saw made my stomach churn.I stood frozen at the entrance door. It was locked — like no one had been here today.My company opens at 7 a.m. for employees and at 10 a.m. for customers to come and enjoy our best-of-the-best services.But even at 8 a.m., when I got to work today, there was no one around?I already knew my directors and top stylists had stopped working for me. They didn’t even bother to resign properly. No notice. No formal resignation letter. Instead, they simply started working for the beauty company that had just opened down the street.Could it be that my regular stylists and makeup artists had followed the same path?My heart began to race as that horrible thought settled in. Before I knew it, I fumbled into my pocket and brought out my key to unlock the entrance door.When I got inside, my eyes scanned the room — and my heart dropped further. The place was spotless. Sparkling clean from end to end. Not a single stain anywher
Tyler’s POVI slept like a baby right after the beautiful, enjoyable sex I had with my beautiful and lovely wife.They say when a man releases, he releases everything in his body and soul. The weight of his day, the ghost of his past, and the love he doesn’t know how to say aloud.This was exactly how I felt when Lola and I were done with the intimacy. I just wanted to close my eyes and fall into a very deep sleep to wake up the next day, which I did right after Lola finished telling me some important thing.That night felt like a balm to my spirit—a peaceful end to what had been a chaotic day. I drifted off in her arms, reassured by her warmth, her scent, her presence.As the sun rose, I stretched my hands in the air, yawning as I welcomed the new morning. Though yesterday was sad, I woke up today a happy man.But why wouldn’t I be happy?I turned to my right and saw Lola. Her eyes were still closed and her body was still still.I didn’t need anyone to tell before I knew she was stil
Eunice’s POVI sat behind my desk, right in my office, when Julie walked in. Normally, I wouldn’t have lifted my head. I would have continued focusing on my laptop because I was in a virtual meeting with the board of directors of my Maison Vivre. But today was different. Julie wasn’t alone. She walked in with a man right behind her.He was dark, tall, and wore a kind of velvet suit that was as dark as charcoal. I had never seen him before in my life. But seeing him walking in behind Julie, I figured he was someone important.Julie bowed as soon as she reached the side of my desk, showing her usual respect. The man, on the other hand, stood at the front of my desk and bowed evenly, with calculated precision.“Alright, dear directors. Please give me a moment to pause this meeting—I’ll reconnect later so we can continue discussing the matter,” I said to my directors on the virtual meeting. “Alright, madam,” they all responded one after the other, and I watched as they logged off the mee
Lola’s POVWhen he drank it, I leaned upwards in a way that I could see his mouth open and the liquid in the cup flow through his lips. I watched his throat as he swallowed it down, every movement registering in my mind like a silent confirmation.Then I revealed a smirk from the corner of my cheek because I had just confirmed that he really drank the tea—the poison. It was no longer a plan. It had begun.Today, Tuesday, April 29, marked the day Tyler started to die. And every morning, he would keep taking this pill until the moment he took his last breath.I had to stay close—watch every breath, every expression, every shift in his energy. Because when that final moment came, when he gasped for air he couldn’t find, I would be there. I would look him in the eye and reveal everything.At the instant he took his last breath, I would tell him why I started killing him slowly. He would be shocked to know that he was not the real father of Jasmine and that it was I who killed his mother.
Tyler’s POVHas betrayal ever gnawed at you in the face before? Gnawed at you to the extent that you’d suddenly become illogical in your approach to things because you just can’t place what was happening?This was exactly what was happening to me right now. My directors and top stylist were people I paid the highest of salaries and commissions in my company, and now they dared not to come to work?At first, I even thought they were just running late. Maybe traffic held them back, I reasoned. But as the hours passed—hours of me sitting there helplessly, hours of losing customers—and seeing more customers furiously leaving the salon to go elsewhere, reality began to set in.I realized then that they were not coming to work at all. And suddenly, a sickening feeling began to grow inside me. It felt like this was some sort of gang-up, a setup meant to bring me down, and I was caught right in the middle of it.Seeing that many of my customers who stormed out angrily were heading to the new
Eunice’s POVJulie, my smart personal assistant, had found a way to block Tyler’s directors and top stylists from Lustre & Co on their way home from work.One by one, she intercepted them separately, stopping her car in front of theirs and stepping out confidently.At first, they were angry, honking and motioning for her to get out of the way. But Julie didn't flinch. Instead, she walked up to each driver’s side window, dressed to kill, and leaned in with a dazzling smile. In her perfectly manicured hand, she held a blue-bound document — our offer.The transformation was immediate. Their irritation melted into curiosity — and something else. They stared at her as if she were a dessert they couldn’t wait to devour. Only, it wasn’t food they were craving. It was the magnetic, irresistible Julie, who looked at them with an expression that made it seem like she was inviting them to do more than just take a glance.Men.They were controlled by what they saw, right? We understood that weakn
Lola’s POVA week had passed, and I still couldn’t shake off what Tyler told me Dr. Joel had said.Though Tyler didn’t believe it—not yet, anyway—what he didn’t realize was that the seed had already been planted. Whether he liked it or not, sooner or later, it would take root. And once it did, it would grow. Slowly, steadily, he’d start noticing more and more flaws in my Jasmine.I can’t allow that.I can’t stand by and let some prick in a white lab coat unravel everything I’ve worked so hard to build. I’ve come too far. And I sure as hell won’t let a foolish, naive husband like Tyler destroy everything I’ve clawed my way through just to reach this point.This was why I had to act—fast. Because if I didn’t, there would be fire on the mountain. And when that fire came, it wouldn’t just scorch the surface—it would consume me and my daughter, piece by piece, until there was nothing left.So, I made a move.The moment Tyler left for work, I dashed down the street to see Bianca. She had a