LOGINVarda'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 my hair in frustration and turned around to gaze at her. "The dress was right there Elisa." I pointed towards the direction of my bed. "It was right there on the bed. But now,n-ow...." I stuttered and bit my lower lip to stop the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes."Varda, relax. No one would take your dress." Elisa tried to calm me down but clearly it was not working, it only seemed like she was gaslighting me because I knew i kept the dress on the bed and it had not even been up to thirty minutes since I left the room. Someone must have stepped in and taken it."The dress is gone Elisa. It is gone! My goodness, I am so screwed." I threw my hands in the air and continued to pace the
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 this sudden excitement surge through me, anything that had to do with leaving the mansion always excited me, especially when it had absolutely nothing to do with the pregnancy."You do have a point I guess..." I trailed off, slowly nodding my head in agreement.Francis smiled at me. "Now that is the spirit. The party starts by 9 but we need to leave the mansion earliest by 7 so I expect you to be dressed by then." He said.I nodded my head firmly. "Yes sir.""Alright then. See you by 7 sharp." Francis said, then he turned around and walked out of my room.Once Francis was out of my sight, I threw myself on the bed carelessly and squealed in excitement. Yes! Something about the party excited me
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, I bet he was struggling to hide the smile that threatened to break across his face. What a jerk! Why was he acting like it was not his decision to check the gender of the baby so soon? Stephen was such a pretender! At this point, I was not sure he could be trusted."What do you mean rush Varda? Is that not what evey normal pregnant woman does? You should have been the one to bring up the idea to me if you had not painted me as the bad guy here, you think everything I do is against you?" Stephen's words were less of a statement and more of questions. It was like he was seeking for clarification and I was not going to feed him with any of the answers that he was looking for. Never!"Is that
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 Francis' side and at first, it was hard to believe it but I had already come terms with it that I would need to find my own solution to all of this, without the help of Stephen but one thing was for sure, if the child in me would be a boy, I would not let Francis fly us anywhere outside the country, and neither would I let him control our movements just because of some unnecessary inheritance and if the child in me happened to be a girl, i would not let the same thing that happened to me, happen to her. No way in hell was I going to let her stay imprisoned in the walls of the mansion. I spent the entire night brainstorming on that and once it was the next morning, I showered, changed into clean
Varda's POV"Are you kidding me right now or did you just threaten me?" I yelled loudly in frustration. I ran a hand through my hair and I could have sworn that Stephen might have actually just threatened me because why in the world did he just ask me if I had somewhere else to cater for the child when he knew i obviously did not? Who else did I know asides him and my parents? Maybe I would have someone else if I was not stuck in the mansion all the damn time but since I practically lived there most of the time, I knew no one else but Stephen and his servants!"I asked a simple question!" Stephen did not hesitate to yell back at me and was I surprised? No, I clearly was not. I knew this was his plan all long."Well, that is not a simple question. That sounded more like a threat and you know what I think? I think you were actually threatening me but guess what? I am not threatened at all. I do not fear you nor your grandfather!" I lied with a straight face, feigning confidence.Stephe
Varda's POV "He started with the future of the baby and to be honest, I told him all of that was not necessary for now. I mean the baby has not even been born yet. Why would he want to start making plans and setting goals for an unborn child. That sounds really awkward and disturbing." I said. Stephen remained quiet, the look on his face was expressionless so I was not sure if he was going to take my side on this one or if he was actually going to protest. I really hoped that he would not protest at all, I mean things were already going so smoothly. What would be the point of an unnecessary argument?"You seem offended by that." Stephen said in a dry tone. Something about the way he said it made me feel alarmed. Did he see it as something to not feel offended about? Francis was practically talking about the future of a child who had not even been born yet. To me, that felt like unnecessary pressure on both the mother which was me and my unborn child. Maybe if I mentioned the whole g







