Mag-log inAsher knew he could have gone somewhere else. He had the means to book a hotel. He could have gone back home, even. But he didn't. The curiosity burned in his chest so hotly, so fucking fiercely, that it burned away all the inhibitions he should have had. Throwing all caution to the wind, Asher drove to Welling. Trisha had still not responded to his text even by then, so he told himself he had a reason for going over to her house even though it was past midnight. He convinced himself that he just wanted to know if Nicole had reached out to her or not, and once he got the answer to his question, he would leave. Like any respectable gentleman would. By the time he got to Trisha's house, Asher had managed to believe his convictions, and he was calm, composed, as he got out of his car.Trisha opened the door almost immediately after Asher pressed the doorbell, and there was an anticipatory look on her face a
Asher was close to losing his mind. It had been a week since he appeared in the Stardom Fashion empire to plant the bait for Nicole, and he had been so damn sure that she would reach out to him. But she didn't. To his biggest surprise, Nicole fucking didn't. Asher’s skin itched as days passed, and even though he tried to hide how increasingly nervous he was at her silence, Asher was falling apart. When he could not take it anymore, he decided to text Trisha to ask if Nicole reached out to her instead. Maybe it would be easier for her if she spoke to Trisha. So he sent Trisha a quick text, and the moment the text marked as delivered, he started to wait anxiously for her response. “Oh for fucks sake, will you put that stupid phone down and listen to me?” Zara snapped. She could not take it anymore. Ever since that morning she planted a trail on him, Asher had been surprisingly present.
“I was lost. I had no fucking idea of what I was supposed to do. A part of me was not willing to believe it. I mean, after everything I had done for her, after putting up with every single thing she did to me, to my parents, Trisha would not lie to me about something that big, right?”William swallowed. He was sitting on the couch in Nicole’s office now, and Nicole was right by his side, holding on to his hand very gently. He did not – could not– meet her gaze as he went on.“But as I stood in her closet that night, something finally dawned on me. Trisha never loved me. Not the way I loved her. She meant so much to me yet she had taken a whole period of my life and just… toyed with it. I did not know what to do. I could not think. I was just so sad and numb. I…”He closed his eyes as he trailed off, reminding himself to breathe. William was a little bit surprised at how raw and vulnerable he still was at the issue. He was not as over it as h
PRESENTNicole could not believe her ears. William’s face was streaked with the ghost of tears as he stood before Nicole, and he was gasping for breath. And even though what happened was three years ago, even though three years was a long time and he probably should have gotten over it, William was not over it. He just learned to manage to hide his pain better.But as he stood there and bared his deepest wound to Nicole, he felt raw. Open. Vulnerable. Like someone had pulled him apart and his soul was now on display. Nicole sniffed as a tear rolled down her face. She stood up and gently made her way towards him, her heart shattered into pieces at the cruelty of what Trisha had made him go through. “I am so sorry, William. Really. That was an awful thing to go through and I hate that you experienced all of that pain alone. I am so sorry. I am very sorry,” Nicole apologized as she hugged him, and for a moment, Wi
THREE YEARS AGOWilliam's heart raced as he rushed back home. He had gotten a call from Trisha, telling him to leave the office and come to her immediately because it was an emergency. William, who had been in the middle of a meeting, did not think twice about her request. He excused himself and drove home as fast as he could. Ever since Trisha told him that she was pregnant, William had been treating her like an egg. He made her sit at home and ordered her to do nothing, hiring a maid to do all the chores and a chef to cook all the food she wanted. His brother said that he was spoiling her more than she already was, but William did not care. Having a grandbaby would soften his parents heart towards Trisha, and maybe being a mother would make Trisha herself learn to be patient. Which would be a win win for both sides.When he pushed the door open and rushed inside, William met Trisha on the couch. Her pregnancy was now slight
The silence that stretched between Nicole and Williams as she waited for his response to her question became almost indeterminate. It stretched and filled all the empty spaces in his heart, and Nicole could feel herself getting disappointed.She desperately wanted to believe him. To give him a chance to tell her the truth. But apparently, he didn’t trust her enough to let her in. When the silence grew painful, Nicole cleared her throat and spoke. “You can leave now, please. I have a lot of work to do and I would like to get started on them as soon as possible.” Her voice was calm, and she liked that it gave none of the heartbreak and the turmoil in her chest away. William had been lost in his head, who, in an attempt to tell Nicole the truth, had gotten lost in the memories of all the awful things he faced while he was still in love with Trisha. At Nicole’s curt words though, he snapped back into himself. Taking a step closer, William’s lips pa
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
“What was that for? What you saw was nothing. Zara needed my help and I offered to drive her to the company…” he blurted, his cold gaze on her as if she's committed an offence. “I don't know what you're talking about and I didn't see anything either” Nicole snapped back at him. She tried to
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







