LOGIN"I haven't done anything, and there's no need for any apology, there's no need for any of her games anymore,"
Nathan dimmed her words as crap and began leaving until he heard her last statement.
"I want a divorce."
He halted in his steps.
"What did you say?"
"I'm letting you go Nathan, I want a divorce." She muttered once again in a firm tone.
He let out a scoff.
"You did something wrong and instead of apologizing you're trying to make a fuss?"
"I'm making a fuss??." She was shocked at his reaction.
His head was tilted aside.
"Drink some water, sleep and then do the right thing tomorrow by apologizing to Andrea."
"I'm doing nothing! don't you get it?? I'm done with you!"
"Alicia you must do the right thing tomorrow and I'll pretend I didn't here you say that"
Alicia couldn't believe it, she bite her lower lips in anger. Nathan had never took anything she said serious and this was also part of it?
She was so angry that she felt she couldn't stay at the house one more minutes.
Then she brought out her phone and dialed a number who picked almost immediately.
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Andrea who was almost ran over by a car at the Paddington's residence was now admitted at the hospital as she secured a graze on her arms.
When Nathan got to her ward at the hospital, he had lots of thoughts running through his mind.
He wondered why Alicia who had done nothing but adored him for the past four years of her life, even when he maltreated her suddenly wanted out.
She had loved him through thick and thin and continued loving him even as he never reciprocated for once.
He was often disgusted by her until he had an accident that almost took his legs three years ago, while he was confined on a wheelchair and she was doing her best taking care of him, he tried to looked for a means to not feel frustrated at her sight, then he found it. Alicia had a delicate voice as Andrea and the shape of her lips was almost the same as that of Andrea's, hence he often picture Andrea in her and was beginning to feel soften towards her until Andrea returned back from her studies. The original was here, why was there any need to continue suffering? forcing himself to love who he doesn't even fancy for a bit? He was already better, what was the need?? He began giving Alicia the cold shoulder and became even worse than he ever was.
He was lost in thoughts until Andrea called his name.
"Nathan?"
"Do you have something on your mind?"
"No Andrea." He stood up and went close to her side, just few minutes, he went in a daze again while caressing her hair.
"I'll be right back." He muttered and sprung off.
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In a bursty club filled with girls on skimpy dresses and dancing on a pole was Nathan seated at the bar with someone he has never met in his life.
"Can I ask you something??" He wasn't drunk but his head was too choked up to realize he don't even know this person.
"Go ahead my man!" The man who was drunk and almost sleeping off shouted.
He shuddered but still continued anyways.
"My wife suddenly wants a divorce."
"Hahaha, so sorry my man, did she find you cheating?"
Nathan was quiet for sometimes, out of any reply to give him. What was cheating, was it loving the woman he had adored since his childhood?
"Answer me man! Did she find out you have a girlfriend??"
"She have always known I have a girlfriend whom I loved so much and she had never have any trouble with that."
"What?? should I tell you something?"
"Yes go ahead.."
"You're such a jerk!"
Nathan had his head tilted aside.
"How can you treat a woman like that! I just talked to a lady and my wife had nearly choked me to death, I had to run away from home., you're worst than an alien."
"How?? I just love Andrea and doesn't love my wife what's the big deal?"
"Then Grant her the divorce and bring in your mistress, hahaha by the way are you seeing that chick on the pole??"
He chuckled blinking vigorously at the girl.
Nathan had his back turned to the dance floor and didn't listen to him, he picked his drink, and had a scowl on his face confused at what to do.
Just then the guy stood up.
"I need to get that girl, she's my type."
"Thought you said your wife will kill you?"
"Yea, I'd die for this one!" He smiled sheepishly finding his way to the dance floor.
There, Nathan's eyes squinted at the girl rolling and dancing happily at the pole.
He stood up immediately wondering and hoping it was not who his eyes was seeing.
When he got closer, his words left his throats.
"Alicia?? What is she doing here." He scowled and dashed off to the stage.
Before he got to her, his new friend already grabbed her hand.
"Get your hands off her! You scandalous thing!!"
"I got her first, let go alien!" He yelled in his drunk voice.
"You both get your hands off me! leave me alone nasty things!" She yelled in her drunken state.
"Alicia, what do you think you're doing? why are you here??"
"Ow wow, how did you know my name? you're such a sweet thing." She smiled sheepishly.
"Let's get out of here."
"I'm not done yet, where am I going??" She never stopped smiling.
"I'm enjoying myself to the fullest today, you know why? I just got a burden off my mind today. I told that heartless, wicked, selfish Nathan that I was done with him today! Isn't that exciting??" She smiled sheepishly which turned swiftly into a drunk wail.
Nathan figured she wasn't going to comply easily, he bent down and swept her off her feet, placing her on his shoulder.
"Sweet little thing, put me down now! I'm not done dancing, after that we can go to your room! but wait, Lily had said she has someone in mind for me this night, where are you taking me??"
She kept blabbing until they were out of the club.
Nathan hadn't come with a car hence he called his driver who came almost immediately.
He tried to shove her into the car but Alicia wasn't ready to leave yet, she forcefully dragged herself down his shoulder and ran in zigzag as fast as she could.
Then her phone came ringing.
When she picked up, the voice almost blocked her ears from yelling.
"Aly where the f*ck are you!"
"I think some people wants to kidnap me, Lily come and rescue me!" She screamed and kept running which wasn't even running at all.
Her leg slipped and she fell to the floor wincing in pain.
Even though she thought she have been running, she was just few meters away from Nathan.
He walked vigorously to her side.
"Alicia, are you okay?"
"I told you to leave me alone, Lily already have someone for me this night!" She screamed to Nathan's ears.
She opened her eyes widely staring strongly at him.
"I can never go with you! You look like Nathan, you have a handsome face as him and looks cruel too, I hate him, even though I love him so much! Nathan had took me to hell and brought me back and then put me on frying pan! haha, he's a heartless punk. I can't wait to have a steamy night tonight, where's is Lily!" She yelled and began crying once again.
"Lily don't let them kidnap me." She wailed.
Nathan breathed deeply.
"You're such a weak drunk, now lets get out of here."
"Are you as dumb as Nathan? Cos Nathan doesn't take anything I say seriously and.. and that hurts my heart," She hit hardly on her chest.
"I said I'm not going with you."
Then her phone began ringing again.
"Can you have your phone close to you and be taking your calls for goodness sake??"
"Lily they'll kidnap me." She wailed.
"Where are you."
She looked around vigorously.
"Where am I??"
She looked up from where she laid down.
"Wait what?? Why am I seeing heaven?? am I dead? Lily I think I'm in heaven!" Her eyes never stopped rolling at the sky.
Nathan scoffed at her drama.
"You're outside, that's where you are." He muttered.
"Lily he said I'm outside! Not heaven hehe." She muttered.
"Outside where, the club? Answer me!"
"I don't know.. he said outside, come quick and get me, his face looks scary like Nathan." She wailed.
"I'm coming, don't leave there.
She muttered and hung up.
Few seconds into it, Emily ran to where she was scattered on the floor.
"Aly what happened?"
She began crying into Emily's chest.
"You're the only one I've got, my own knight in shining armor. I almost got kidnapped by that heartless punk." She pointed at Nathan.
Emily looked back at who she was pointing and a scowl appeared on her face.
Nathan's POVI walked toward the private lounge cautiously, my footsteps soft against the polished floor. Steam still clung to me, my bath towel clinging to my chest, but I ignored it. I didn’t want to announce myself yet. I needed to see. I needed to hear.Through the slightly ajar door, I caught fragments of their conversation.“…Nathan has to forgive you,” my mother’s voice floated out, calm but insistent. “He must see this as a blessing. You’re carrying his child, he cannot turn away from that.”Andrea’s voice, low but tense, answered. “…I know, Mother. I just… I hope he doesn’t make this harder than it has to be. I… I want him to trust me.”The words were smooth, rehearsed, like a script delivered to convince someone who wasn’t fully buying it. My stomach turned.I pressed myself closer to the wall, my heart was hammering, my instincts screamed: She is hiding something. That quick twitch of fear in her voice, the way she said hope he doesn’t make it harder— it wasn't a worry over
Nathan’s POVHer words froze the room.“I know something,” Celine said again, her voice steady though her eyes betrayed a weight she carried.Andrea’s sobs faltered. My mother turned sharply toward Celine, her expression hardening. “What are you talking about?” she asked quickly, almost defensively.Celine stepped further into the sitting room. She was dressed plainly, her black gown hanging loose on her frail frame, but she carried herself with the same quiet authority she had when I was a boy. “Master Nathan,” she said softly, her eyes never leaving mine, “not everything is as it seems here.”Andrea shot up from her seat, her tears forgotten. “What nonsense is this? You come back from your leave and the first thing you do is try to poison Nathan’s mind against me? How dare you!”“Enough, Andrea,” I snapped, though my eyes stayed locked on Celine. “Celine, if you know something, say it.”My mother raised a hand, cutting in sharply. “Celine, this is not your place. You’re only making
Nathan's POVI stayed back in the office till past six. I told myself it was work, but really, it was the weight in my chest that kept me there. I thought about every move Alicia could be making, every decision she thought she would take without me, I felt it. And my greatest worry was planning a way to bring her back, even if she didn’t know it yet.The silence of the office felt safer than going home to questions I wasn’t ready for. The office had emptied hours ago. Cleaners were already done and the corridors were silent, the only sound was the dull hum of the air conditioner above me. I should have gone home, but I couldn’t. My desk had nothing new on it. My laptop screen glowed with reports I had read twice already. Still, I stayed, staring at the numbers without seeing them, letting the silence wrap around me.The truth was simple. I was overwhelmed. The weight of everything pressed down until I could barely breathe. Every time I thought of walking through my front door, my che
Andrea followed suit, her steps were slower and hesitant, but she didn’t stop. She entered his office after him, trying to read his expression and searching for some sign of what he was thinking.The murmurs from the boardroom followed them like a shadow, carrying whispers of speculation and curiosity. No one dared speak too loudly, but the tension in the air was thick. Everyone knew something had just happened, and all eyes were waiting for the storm to break.When Andrea realized Nathan wasn’t ready to listen, her face hardened. Without another word, she turned and left the premises, anger simmering beneath her calm.”In the back seat of her car, Andrea dialed quickly. Her voice dropped, in a cold and deliberate manner. “Lay low, Jack. Do not let Nathan suspect you as an accomplice to Camila. Is that clear?” “Yes ma'am.” Jack responded as he sneaked into the restroom at the office and he hung up immediately he heard footsteps approaching the door.Nathan sat at his desk, files spr
“Camila?”Nathan’s lips tightened as he leaned closer to the monitor. His office secretary. The one he had always trusted to be loyal, or so he thought.“Why would she steal from me?” he muttered under his breath, disbelief twisting inside him.On the screen, Camila moved with precise and controlled motions. She dragged boxes of Italian marble tiles across the floor, stacking them neatly in a duffle bag, before crouching by another crate. Everything about her was too practiced and felt too confident. She knew this warehouse like the back of her hand.Nathan’s hand hovered over the phone, ready to call security, but instinct held him back.He switched to another angle. The camera caught her from the side, giving him a full view of her movements. Camila rifled through crates of gold-plated bathroom fittings, inspecting each piece before sliding it carefully into the bag. She moved quickly but cautiously, her every step measured. One mistake and it would be over, she thoughtHer phone b
Nathan slowed the car and eventually halted by the side of the road. For a fleeting moment his heart surged. The thought of stepping out, of walking up to her and demanding answers, even of confessing that he still loved her, flashed through his mind. But then his gaze shifted, and everything inside him hardened.A man in a sharp suit, tall and self-assured, the kind of man whose presence filled the space around him, walked out from a hilux and stood beside her.Nathan’s hand froze on the door handle as he watched the man lean closer, his arm brushing against Andrea’s shoulder. She tilted toward him easily, laughing at something he said, and the sound of it— even muffled through the glass, cut straight into Nathan’s chest.His jaw clenched, the muscles in his face tightening as a dull ache spread through him. He stayed where he was, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles whitened. Every movement of hers, the way she turned her head, the small smile that curved her l







