MasukVarda's POV The driver pulled to a stop in front of the gate. I got off the car and honestly, I expected Clara to get off as well but to my uttermost surprise, she remained in the car with her legs crossed and her arms folded like she was the queen of the universe. I rolled my eyes. “Are you not coming? Or are you expecting me to open the doors for you?” I snapped at her. Clara smiled and shook her head in disagreement. “Huge pass. I would rather stay in the car than listen to your boring conversation with your ex boyfriend.” “Friend.” I immediately corrected her and she nodded her head and spoke in a mocking tone. “Right, friend.”“Anyways, are you sure it is okay if you stay in the car? What happened to never disobeying Stephen because he pays your bills?” I raised a brow at her. “Well, Stephen will never find out. Unless you plan on telling him that I did not escort you into your boyfriend's house?” Clara smiled mischievously. I rolled my eyes at her again. I hated how she som
Varda's POV“Turn left.” I ordered the driver yet again but to my uttermost surprise the driver pulled the car to a stop and turned to gaze at Clara for confirmation. I scoffed at him in disbelief. “What do you think you are doing?” I snapped at him. Clara gazed at me in disbelief. “I should be asking you that. Why would you ask him to take a left turn?” She asked. “Because I need to be somewhere. Is that a problem?” I raised a brow at her and surprisingly she shook her head in disagreement, it was obvious she was trying to avoid a fight and honestly I was trying to avoid a fight too. The driver just happened to get on my nerves, how could he not take orders from me? Did that mean I did not have enough power as Clara did?“Could you at least tell us where you are headed to? You can not just give directions without at least telling us your destination.” Clara said. I shook my head in disagreement. “Do I have to tell you? Or are you trying to say I have no right to go wherever I wan
Varda's POV“I guess you are stuck with me for an entire day.” I shot dagger glares at Clara so she escorted me out of the mansion. Stephen was already standing besides the black jeep, waiting for us. Although he was currently engrossed in a conversation with the driver and it seemed to be a serious conversation. “You do not sound very excited.” Clara was smiling. I rolled my eyes. “Why would I be?” “We are going to have a lot of fun together Varda, trust me.” Clara looked very excited and I could not help but wonder why. What was so exciting about tagging along with me? It was not like we were friends or like we had anything to talk about. The few times I had spent with her were centered around arguments upon arguments. We finally reached Stephen and the moment I arrived, I noticed Stephen stopped talking to the driver almost too quickly, like he did not want me to hear his discussion with the driver. “Are you excited?” Stephen's voice jolted me out of my thoughts. I forced a sm
Varda's POVI forced a smile on my face and hastily nodded my head in agreement. “You know what? You are right actually.” I said. I paused to rise to my feet and clear my throat. “I do not know why I let it get to me.”“Right.” Stephen nodded his head in agreement. Maybe what I really needed to do was spend more time with Stephen. After all, spending more time with him make me feel more reassured and safe. “Are you busy today?” I suddenly blurted out. Stephen turned to gaze at me with his brows furrowed in confusion. “What? Why?” Then I suddenly remembered that Stephen said he would be bringing some friends over to the mansion so he was definitely going to be busy catching up with them and I would not want to interrupt that at all. I shook my head in disagreement. “Nevermind. I will just hang around the mansion all by myself.” I muttered. The goal was to make him feel guilty so he would offer to spend time with me. I just really hoped Stephen would take the clue because most of th
Varda's POV Fransisca was clearly dumbfounded by my level of confidence. Honestly, I was too. I never thought I could be this bold but then it was probably because I had taken enough of her attitude and now, it was my turn to reciprocate. She scoffed at me in disbelief and shook her head. “I can not believe this Varda. You dare talk to me in such manner. In front of my own child?” She paused to run a hand through her hair in frustration. “You really think of yourself so high, don't you?” I rolled my eyes at her. “The only reason I am holding back from doing anything worse is because of Asher. Unlike you, I actually care about him and that is actually sad because he is not even my biological son.” I said. I paused to sneak a glance at Asher, it seemed like he did not understand anything of what was going on. I mean it was obvious that he knew that I and his mother were clearly fighting but he could not tell if it was something serious. Fransisca clenched her fist tight and just as
Varda's POV I stepped back into my room. I was not sure why I was so excited to be back outside. Maybe it was because a part of me was so curious to see Stephen. I badly wanted to see him. I guessed it was because of what happened between us last night. The moment was intimate. The way he talked about love, I was not sure why but it gave me some kind of sense of hope. I squealed loudly before rushing into the bathroom. After showering, I started rummaging through my wardrobe, searching for the perfect outfit. For some weird reason, I was conscious of my appearance today. Maybe it was because Elisa mentioned that Stephen would be bringing some friends over and I wanted to look good. After so much contemplating, I finally settled on a yellow sunflower dress. I put it on and packed my hair into a neat bun. I made sure I hid my phone under my bed and locked the door before stepping out of the room. I skipped excitedly to the kitchen. Since Elisa said the workers at the mansion would n
Varda's POV"Now that is more like it Varda, just the type of look I was expecting." A mischievous smirk grew on Fransisca's face. Oh my goodness, how did she know about the fake pregnancy and most importantly what did she plan on doing with that piece of information. Of course, she was going to bl
Varda's POV Stephen jerked off his seat and pushed Fransisca away at the sight of me. He rushed towards me with a look of relief plastered on his face but I was too irritated by what I had seen to even spare him a glance.I was busy battling Francis back at the hospital while Stephen was here havi
Varda's POV "What? Till further notice? Why can't I just check the results now? After all, I am the one pregnant here." I said, if there was one thing I despised in the entire world, it had to be unnecessary suspense. Why the hell did he have to pull that kind of stunt? Just vanish from nowhere an
Varda's POV "Pregnancy test?" My eyes widened in shock. I turned to gaze at Francis with a confused look plastered on my face. I thought all he wanted me was to go through scans. Why was he then requesting for a pregnancy test? That was all too sudden and the only thing I could think of was that p







