Mag-log in“Nicole, sweetie. You need to wake up and stop making me worried, okay? I promise you, I am fine. I am in a good place now, and I understand that you are sad about my death. I get you, baby. I really do. But I will always remain in your heart. You need to remember that I am always going to be with you for as long as you want. And you need to stop blaming yourself for my death, okay? You did nothing wrong. Nothing at all. So stand up, my baby. The world is waiting for you to take a breath. Sta
The text was from William, and what he sent to Nicole was to ask if she was done and if she wanted him to pick her up. Zara didn't know that though. Her mind went off the rails at Nicole's expression, and it didn't help that the other woman's statement could be classified as misleading. Her heart panged in her chest at the thought of what the text could possibly be.Was the text from Trisha? It made no sense, but Zara wasn't willing to underestimate or overestimate anything and anyone. Nicole, who wasn't in the mood to listen to Zara grovel, didn't let up that the text she got had nothing to do with Zara. Instead, she crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back on her chair. "I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do to help you. Asher is my past, and that is where he will remain forever. I don't give a shit about you either. Whatever he does to you or in the marriage is yours to deal with, not mine. It's none of my damn business.
"Why do you think Zara wants to see me?" Nicole asked William, her brows furrowed into a slight frown. Nicole had ended the call immediately she figured out who was speaking, but there was some sort of desperation in Zara's voice that made Nicole slightly uneasy. William shrugged."She did say she needs your help. I think that's pretty self explanatory," he responded. Nicole shook her head. "No, I got that. But that's not what I mean. What could she possibly need my help for? We aren't friends. Hell, I don't think we've even had that much encounters and all of a sudden she needs my help? That's weird as hell." William looked up from the document he was making notes in. "Babe. You do know that whatever she needs your help with has to do with Asher, right?"At the mention of her manipulative coward of an ex, Nicole's lips tightened into a thin line. It had been a long while, a really long while, si
Zara stood on shaky feet to meet Asher's gaze. “Asher. It's not what you think. I don't…I didn't…” What the hell was she supposed to say? She had no words to defend herself, and the more time dragged by, the more Zara realised that she didn't want to defend herself at all. Why should she have to apologise? They were the ones in the wrong, they were the ones who didn't respect her. Hell, here she was standing before her husband and his mistress. Trisha was nothing but a home wrecker, yet Zara was supposed to be the one to apologise?What the hell?Anger rose very swiftly in her chest as she stared at them, and the longer silence stretched between them, the angrier Zara became. Trisha, who had been expecting some sort of outburst from the woman, frowned when Zara said nothing. “What do you have to say for yourself? I have the voice recording of you admitting to the crime, so don't even think about wanting to
When Asher didn't go home that night, Zara immediately knew that something was up. She had no idea what it was, but then, she really didn't have to think about it like it was a great puzzle. Where else could he be, except with Trisha?But if he was with Trisha, did that mean that that bitch had somehow managed to convince him otherwise that she wasn't behind those texts?The thoughts kept her up all through the night, and by the time it was dawn, Zara had worried herself up to the point of irritation. The new day wasn't a work day, so she stayed in bed, constantly checking her phone to see if Asher had responded to any of her texts. He didn't. A part of Zara wanted to admit defeat, wanted to admit that she had lost the fight. But Zara was a proud woman, and she hated losing. So she held on and waited. If he had gotten back together with Trisha, it was only a matter of time before he reached out to her. Som
“Nicole, sweetie. You need to wake up and stop making me worried, okay? I promise you, I am fine. I am in a good place now, and I understand that you are sad about my death. I get you, baby. I really do. But I will always remain in your heart. You need to remember that I am always going to be with you for as long as you want. And you need to stop blaming yourself for my death, okay? You did nothing wrong. Nothing at all. So stand up, my baby. The world is waiting for you to take a breath. Stand up, and make me proud. You still have a long way to go. Live your life to the fullest, my daughter.”“I dreamt about my mother today,” Nicole said to William. They were lying in bed, and he was massaging her legs. At her words though, he stopped what he was doing and gave her his full attention. “Really? Was it a good one?” he asked. Nicole remained silent for a while, her eyes glazed over as she remembered her mother’s words. And even though it was just a dream, even thoug
Zara’s words were like an itch in Trisha’s brain.It was weird that she mentioned the truck, and Trisha was pretty sure that anyone who had not been at the scene of the accident would not have known that fact. Hell, even Asher had no idea. But that snake knew? Something tricky was going on. Trisha thought long and hard about it. Zara’s words had some sort of specific malice in them, like she had wanted Trisha to die. It was almost as if the accident was meant to kill her, and she was not supposed to survive. If that was the case, and Trisha strongly suspected that it was, then there was only one logical explanation. Zara knew about the accident. And since the possibility that the phone had been planted sometime during or even after the accident was high, it could also mean that Zara was the one who planted the phone. The moment she had that thought, Trisha instantly knew that it was true. Her first thought was to call Asher
Nicole smirked when she read Asher's text."Sorry I couldn't make it to the bridal shop. I've been busy with meetings. Take two weeks off work, look after your mom, and make the wedding plans."If she hadn't left the company when she did, she might still have been waiting for him for hours while he
Nicole waited from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m. at the bridal shop. Her stomach churned, but she chose to wait. Her fiancé, Asher Strong, had promised to meet her there that morning. She had just returned from a business summit and headed straight to the bridal shop.She had called him several times and sent
He isn't going to waste his time going through it. She can't do without him and earlier than he expected, she sent a letter to apologise to him. She has nowhere else to go. He held her lifeline and her mother's hospital bills were going to be handled by him. She dares to frown at his decision
When Nicole arrived home, her mother was so excited to see her. The two women hugged each other and her mother said “I expected you to be back yesterday, I was going to call Asher if he heard from you when you arrived” her mother complained, taking her suitcase away from her. “I'm home now. I







