LOGINVarda's POVI got off my bed and pulled Clara by the wrist. "Come on, I need to take permission from Stephen." I pulled her out of my room.I shut the door behind me and let go off her wrist so I could fast."Ma'am.." Clara called out but I was so excited, for the first time since today, I felt glad to have Clara by my side. Maybe with her around, it meant I could finally leave the mansion whenever I wanted to, as long as she was going to be following me."Ma'am.." she called out again. I turned around to gaze at her with a raised brow. "Is there a problem?"Clara shook her head in disagreement. "None at all. I just think you should not leave the mansion, I mean there was a reason Stephen hired me to protect you in the first place." She said.I scoffed and shook my head at her in disappointment. "Are you saying you are not sure you can protect me?"Clara shook her head yet again. "Of course not. I am only saying you should listen to your husband, asking you to stay in the mansion is f
Varda's POVStephen yanked me by the wrist and pulled me out of his office, slamming the door behind me."What is wrong with you? Why do you keep talking about Gabriel Fernandez? I already told you he is nothing but a mere reporter!" Stephen snapped at me, letting go off his tight grip on my list.I scoffed. "Then why are you getting me a personal bodyguard?""Assistant." He corrected me. I rolled my eyes and groaned in frustration. "I do not need her, you of all people know I do not." I snapped at him.Stephen ran a hand through his hair. "You do! Moreover, you said you sometimes feel lonely. I got you a woman, you can share your pregnancy thoughts with her or whatever it is you females do." Stephen mumbled in a dry tone.My eyes widened in shock at his nonchalance. "That woman is probably over fifty Stephen!" I whisper-yelled at him, I did not want Clara to listen to our conversation."She is forty five Varda and why does her age have anything to do with all of this?" He snapped at
Varda's POV"Yeah, why do you look so surprised? Do you know him too?" I asked, my brows raised at her.Elisa suddenly chocked out a hysteric laughter. "Me? Surprised? No." She waved it off.Her attitude was even more suspicious, it was clear that Gabriel Fernandez was more than just a reporter or he was probably not even a reporter at all. Maybe someone else, someone that they all feared."Yeah. You seem off. Who is this guy?" I asked her even though deep down inside of me, I knew Elisa was going to lie, just like how Stephen had lied to me.Could I blame her though? She was loyal to him."He is just some reporter like you said." Elisa smiled at me. She paused to clear her throat. "A really popular reporter who is known for snooping into people's private lives, that is why I was shocked to hear his name. I really do not like the idea of you get involved with him." Elisa said."Oh." That was the only thing that managed to slip out of my mouth. Why were they lying? If this guy was some
Varda's POV"Did you just say Gabriel Fernandez?" Stephen rushed towards me, he settled down on the tip of my bed and just like that, it was like all the anger he had been feeling earlier had completely vanished.I nodded my head. "Yeah, I confused his name for Fernando. I suck at remembering last names." I ranted.Stephen gulped a lump down his throat and for a few seconds, it was like I saw a hint of fear written on his face but he immediately masked it with his usual expressionless face."Are you sure? You saw him at the gala?" He asked.I nodded. "Yeah, right after our argument. I stepped out for fresh air and he offered me a bottle of alcohol but do not worry, i refused." I raised my hands in mock surrender because at this point, the last thing I wanted to do was get Stephen annoyed again. Although, why did he look so surprised? Was he not friends with Gabriel Fernandez?"He knew about the pregnancy too?" He asked.I rolled my eyes at him. "Stephen, why are you asking me all thes
Varda's POVI knew going to that stupid gala was a really bad idea. I should have listened to my inner thoughts but no, I allowed curiosity overwhelm me and drive me into making a really stupid decision. I mean, what was I really thinking? Varda! I ran a hand through my hair in frustration and let out a loud groan that probably echoed in the hallways well enough for anyone in the hallways to hear.I buried my face in my palms and threw my legs in the air. Just the thought of the gala made me feel even more embarrassed.Thank goodness I left the gala earlier than Stephen and Francis. If I had spent another second there, I would have probably lost my mind. Plus, the party was literally so boring. Just slow music and rich people pretending to like each other. It was unbearable to watch Stephen greet every single wealthy person he came across, even worse for me because I had to pretend like I knew them too.Although, there was one person I could not stop thinking about. Gabriel Fernando.
Varda's POVI stepped out of the hall, fortunately for me, I was able to tiptoe to the back of the building where there was no paparazzi, no music, no Stephen, just me.I sat on a small block and allowed the cool air hit me. The feeling of the breeze on my bare skin sent chills down my spine and calmed my spirit. I just wished I could vanish from the earth for a while, at least for enough time to clear my head from all of this.Stephen was being a jerk and I certainly could not keep up with it. It was draining but maybe he was right after all, I should have just stayed at home. For the first time in my life, I actually wished i had just stayed in that stupid mansion, I mean it would be better to be stuck with annoying Fransisca who made it obvious that she hated my presence than Stephen who acted like a light switch, he could be cold sometimes and he could really warm some other times, although these days, he had done nothing but be really cold around me."Do you not think it is a lit
Varda's POVThe dress. It was right there on my bed. How did it disappear all of a sudden? Who took it? My heart began to race extremely fast in fear as I began to pace the room."Varda? Is everything okay? You said you wanted to show me the dress." Elisa said from behind me. I ran a hand through m
Varda's POV"What? Me? Why?" I yelled in surprise, I dropped the box carefully on the bed and stared at Francis with my eyes wide open in shock."You are the wife of the CEO? What other reason could I possibly give to you?" Francis asked with a raised brow. Wife of the CEO, he was right. I felt thi
Varda's POVI scoffed at him in disbelief. "Really? Are you kidding me? Why can we not just wait until the baby is actually born? What is with the rush?" I snapped at him. Stephen's face remained poker, expressionless but I could tell he was enjoying all of this, delivering news that benefitted him
Varda's POV Elisa's advice was still fixated on me talking to Stephen and to be honest, I did not feel up to that at all. The last thing I wanted to do was try to air my opinions to that big head again. It was obvious he had already picked a side and that side was clearly not mine, he was on Franc







