“Yes, my girlfriend, she’s back,” he answered, his eyes gleaming with something I couldn’t quite spot. “Oh…ummm…” I found myself stuttering, finding it hard to make up a sentence. I couldn't decipher if this was supposed to be good or bad news. But why is he referring to her as his girlfriend, when he has me, his wife? Before I could figure out what to say, he let out the words I'd dreaded to hear for the past three years. The very words, I for once hoped I would never hear for the rest of my life. “We can finally go our separate ways, let’s get divorced,” he effortlessly said, taking one more bite from the pancake before him. ***************** The very day Melissa Mugins set her eyes on CEO Listowell Gordon, she fell in love with him. For her, it was love at first sight. Finding herself in a compromised situation, she accepts Listowell’s offer to be his contract wife for just a year. Its been three years now, and although their contract has long expired, none of them has brought up divorce. Today, Melissa plans on telling Listowell a great news, but before she could speak, she's served divorce papers.
View MoreMELISSA’S POVI rode a taxi to the airport immediately I left Legalstone. I was in so much hurry that so I left my car at the company. The realtors I had consulted in regards to the new place I wanted Crystal and Nancy to live had sent me numerous messages so I was in a rush. It was already time for my flight so it didn't take me long and I was aboard. As I sat in the plane, my mind raced for a while. I thought over and over again about my decision to work at Legalstone. I knew working in Aphrodite will expose me to Listowel and Wendy’s drama but I was willing to take the risk. I won't let their brouhaha stop me from realizing my goals of becoming one of the best attorneys in countries. But while taking this huge risk, I still have my daughter in mind. I don't want to see me as a failure neither do I want her to be living in constant fear. After several arguments with my inner self, I came to the conclusion that I will rather buy a home at Zeus instead of renting. By this, my
MELISSA’S POV “Yes, even I am surprised because that is very rare of him. He hardly commends his staff not to talk of making recommendations. You must have made quite the impression on him?” “I see…” I said, wondering who this Giovanni of a director is and what could have probably been his reason for the recommendation. The lady didn’t say anything again, but I could sense her unwelcoming demeanor even though I wasn’t paying much attention to her. As the elevator rode downstairs, my mind swirled with different thoughts. I was trying to figure out where in particular I might have met this director or how he got to know me. After a couple of minutes of trying, I finally gave up and silently prayed that my recommendation was based on my portfolio and that things would not end up like what happened at Gordon Inc. “I hope it wasn’t a selfish decision,” I said and immediately covered my lips with my hands as I realized the words had flown out of my lips unconsciously. “We
MELISSA’S POV I froze, my eyes moving in between the interviewers in a daze. Since when did interviews become so simple like this? Swallowing a chunk down, “Umm… you mean tomorrow? The day after today?” I asked while blinking. “Yes dear, no need to waste time. You can start working right away. Here at Legalstone, we do our best to be efficient. Besides, you were highly recommended so the interview was more of a formality,” a gentleman from the interview board remarked. My confused face contorted into disgust as soon as I processed his words. What does he mean by I was recommended? By who? I’m certain I know not even one person who works at Legalstone so who could have probably invited me? Could this be Listowel’s doing? Recalling his name alone made my mouth turn sour. Masking my disgusted look with a smile, “What do you mean by that? The gentleman’s brows raised as he also asked, “By what?” Tilting my head in the puzzle, “What do you mean by what you said earlier… that I
MELISSA’S POV I pulled up at the parking lot of Legalstone Solicitors. As expected of an infamous company like Legalstone, the interior and ambiance screamed luxury. From the model of cars parked here, no one had to tell you the employees of this company are filthy rich and well-to-do. Well, it isn't anything unexpected because eighty percent of the attorneys who work here come from wealthy generations. The other twenty percent are also self-made business moguls, who ventured into law probably for the fun of it. That's why someone like me never dreamt of working for Legalstone Solicitors. I've not even once imagined myself working here. Never. But here I am today, clutching an envelope and some files in my hands, riding the elevator to the 18th floor, where the interview is to be scheduled. The ride was smooth yet slow. My heart pounded rapidly in my chest as I leaned my back on the horizontal pole in the lift, anticipating for the door to chime open soon. While wai
MELISSA’S POV I had been sitting by my laptop for hours, staring at the screen, trying to keep my mind occupied. But my thoughts kept drifting back to the same thing: my decision. I needed to leave Aphrodite City, leave everything behind—leave him behind. Listowel. The man who had once been my husband. The man who had destroyed me then tried to put me back together only to tear me apart again. The one who had used his influence to get me to work for his company. The one I could never forget, no matter how much I hated him. But this time, I was doing it for myself. I was doing it for Crystal. She deserved a fresh start, a life without the constant reminders of the toxic mess that had been my marriage. She deserved a life away from him. I’d already looked into apartments in the U.S. I had found a few options, but nothing felt final, nothing felt right. The uncertainty made me uneasy, but I had no choice. I was determined to go. I scrolled through job listings on my laptop, glan
I sat in my dimly lit room, my fingers nervously tapping against the wooden desk. The silence felt suffocating, and the weight of everything going wrong pressed down on my chest. It seemed like everything was falling apart, and I couldn’t see a way out. Then, my phone buzzed on the desk, breaking the silence. It was Clinton. My heart skipped a beat, but I forced myself to breathe slowly before picking it up. “Clinton,” I said, my voice low and shaky. “Wendy,” he replied, his voice calm but tense. “Listen, Tony has been arrested. Listowel traced and got him. This is bad. Really bad.” My heart clenched. Tony. He was the one who poured the acid on Listowel. He was supposed to be my tool, my ally in getting revenge. And now, he was in custody. The thought of losing him made my stomach turn. I couldn’t let that happen. Not after everything I’d done to get here. “What do you mean, they’re onto us?” I asked, trying to keep my panic in check. “Listowel knows that you and I are i
Listowel’s POVIt's been three days since the meeting was held. I still held my position as CEO. But I hadn’t slept in two days. Two damn days. And it felt like the world was spinning slower, dragging me with it. I’d been to Melissa’s house, again and again, hoping, praying, that this time she’d open the door. That time, she wouldn’t turn me away.But nothing had changed.The silence from her side of things felt like a rejection I couldn’t escape. Every time I approached her house, I was filled with this aching sense of defeat, as if she had put a wall around herself that I couldn’t break through.I had thought I could live without her. But now, I wasn’t sure I ever would.The sound of my phone buzzing on the desk cut through my thoughts. Kevin’s name flashed on the screen. I answered it, not even bothering with pleasantries. “What is it?”“Sir please, I’ve got something,” Kevin’s voice was steady, but there was a tension in it. “We’ve been able to track down the guy who did the att
Wendy’s POV My Grandpa had been doting on me evet since I tried to kill myself. I had cut my wrist and was lying down in a pool of blood when the maid came out of nowhere and shouted for me to be taken to the hospitalZ Since then, my grandfather has been trying to feed me, and even put me to sleep. The warmth of the food on my tongue didn’t soothe me; I pushed the plate away. “I’m not hungry,” I muttered, staring down at the half-eaten food. “Stop this, Wendy,” Grandpa said, his tone firm but laced with concern. He was always so damn concerned about my well-being, but never once had he asked about my heart—about how Listowel had thrown me aside. “You can’t keep on punishing yourself like that” I shot him a bitter look. “I’m not punishing myself. I’m trying to figure out what’s left of me,” Grandpa sighed heavily, his brow furrowed in thought . “We’ll fix this, Wendy. You just need to pull yourself together. You need to go back to Italy and clear your head. Go to sch
LISTOWEL’S POV The conference room was suffocating. The air hummed with tension so thick it was almost palpable, and every gaze in the room seemed to be aimed at me. I leaned back in my chair, outwardly calm, though my chest felt tight. I’d been through a hundred board meetings in my time as CEO, but this one was different. This one wasn’t about strategy or projections; it was about survival. I scanned the room, noting the familiar faces of the board members, most of whom avoided meeting my eyes. At the head of the table sat my grandmother, her icy glare directed straight at me. James and Daniel were to her left, their smug expressions irritating me more than they should. They whispered and chuckled to each other, completely at ease. Mr. Maccini, seated next to Grandmother, maintained his usual unapproachable demeanor. His presence alone was a threat. With his shares and my grandmother’s influence, it was clear they had worked tirelessly behind the scenes to have me impeached as
MELISSA'S POV I was pouring the coffee into the mugs when I heard his footsteps from upstairs. I turned, just in time to see him heading to the kitchen, his hair slightly messy from sleep. He smiled when he saw me, and my breath caught in my throat at how handsome he looked. My cheeks flashed pink as I recalled the steamy night we had shared the previous night. His touches were too sweet to resist, especially since I had craved them for so long. He had been away for almost a week on a business trip, and while he was away, we couldn't communicate much. Although that's quite unusual, I would guess he was only busy with work. I had received great news in his absence and I was more than excited to break it to him but his phone was mostly out of reach, so I had to keep it to myself and wait for him to return. He came back last night and I've been finding it hard to keep it to myself. My heart swelled with pride and joy as I envisioned his reaction. I will break it to him at b
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