تسجيل الدخولVarda'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 POVOnce Stephen left my room. I could not help but feel uneasy, mostly guilty because everything I told Davis was a lie and now Davis had probably gotten a worse impression of Stephen.What was I even thinking? Why did I say such a thing? I groaned in frustration and buried my face in my pillow. I mentally scolded myself for all of that. Why did I let my emotions get the best of me? I could have at least calmed down before speaking to Davis. I should not have reacted immediately and now I could not help but wallow in complete and utter regret. I spent the entire night regretting over and over again until I eventually dozed off. The next morning, I was woken up by loud music echoing from outside. I groaned in frustration, refusing to snap my eyes open but the music only seemed to get louder in my ears.I eventually snapped my eyes open and I almost got blinded by the rays of sunlight reflecting from the window. I groaned loudly and rolled to the other side of the bed, almos
Varda’s POV Stephen's smile disappeared. He cleared his throat and rubbed his shoulders. “Can I at least come in? It is cold out here.” He mumbled. I nodded slowly, it was not like him coming into my room could cause any harm at all. I moved out of the way of the entrance and gestured him to step inside. Stephen stepped into my room, his eyes roamed the room as if searching for something. I shut the door behind me and raised a brow at him. “So tell me, what is going on?” Stephen cleared his throat again. He had been doing that a lot since tonight, it was like he was nervous which was so unlike him. “Sounds like you are in such a rush to kick me out of your room.” “Well yeah, you sort of did interrupt my sleep so very valid reason.” I said in a joking tone and fortunately for me, Stephen actually got the joke. I was afraid he would not get the joke and end up making trouble over it. Stephen chuckled and raised his hands in mock surrender. “Okay okay. Fair point.”I settled down on
Varda's POVDavis's words were soothing and kind but it was not enough for me. I still could not leave the mansion, maybe I could not pinpoint the reason why but all I knew was that I could not leave the mansion for now. “Thank you Davis, I really do appreciate you. For caring for me and all. Thank you so much.” I said. “But…” Davis trailed off in a question tone. I guess he knew me way too well or maybe it was very obvious that I was going to refuse his proposal. Plus living with Davis was not really a good idea, I had not spoken to him in a really long while so there was a chance he was no longer the same person I used to know. I had seen a few signs that he had changed. The Davis I used to know would have never quit his job. “You do not have to be afraid of hurting my feelings Varda. I am a man, I can take no.” Davis choked out a hysteric laughter. His laughter was clearly fake and I could sense hurt in it but it was way better than leading him on or making him assume that there
Varda's POV I walked away from Elisa's sight because there was no point trying to prove to her that Stephen did not care about me. Even if I tried to prove it to her, she would not believe me because it was Elisa for goodness sake, she liked to see the good in everyone, even in the most horrible people to ever exist on the planet. On a normal day, it would not be that much of a horrible trait but right now, I needed her to be on my side, even if it meant seeing the bad in people. I pushed my room door open and stepped it into my room. I shut the door close and made sure to lock it so I would not have anyone disturbing me because the last thing I needed right now was someone bugging me. I picked out my phone and dialed Davis number and as always it answered on the first ring. At least, that was one person that was constantly on my side. “Hi Varda. Do you not think it is too soon to be calling?” Davis paused to clear his throat over the phone and whisper. “Missed me?” I rolled my e
Varda's POV Stephen turned around and walked away but this time, Francis did not try to stop him. I clenched my fist tight and gritted my teeth in anger. I attempted to walk away but Francis's words caused me to halt in my steps. I turned around to gaze at him. “What did you just say?” I raised a brow at him. “I said I know Fransisca is the one behind the kidnap of her own child.” Francis said nonchalantly. I scoffed and stared at him in disbelief. “You knew that yet you could not tell Stephen? What sort of game is this?” “What do you think telling Stephen would change Varda? Or you think Stephen does not already know how evil Fransisca is?” Francis raised a brow at me. I knew it. I knew Stephen had a clue that Fransisca had evil plans. I remembered catching her on a mysterious phone call with someone, I also remembered telling Stephen about it yet he did absolutely nothing. It was like he already knew her plans and he was somehow not bothered about it. “Is it because of Asher?”
Varda's POV I froze at Francis' words. I pondered deeply on it and I could not help but wonder if Stephen had discussed things with Francis too, things that had to do with my child. I turned around to gaze at Francis with a raised brow. "What are you talking about?" I snapped at him. Francis smirk
Varda's POV "Everything is fine Elisa. I was just leaving." I announced. I casted one last glance at Fransisca and she already had her eyes on me. She shot dagger glares at me right before I turned around and walked out of my room. Hopefully Elisa would be able to escort her out of my room because
Varda's POV "Mr McCall. A pleasure to see you again." Fransisca mumbled. She bowed her head low at him in respect. Who would have thought Fransisca could show respect to anyone? I equally bowed my head at him but I did not say a single word, I was mostly concerned about what he was doing here and
Varda's POV This was the first time I was being addressed officially as Mrs McCall and i could not even deny the fact that it felt really awkward being called that. I gazed at Stephen and as usual, it was hard to tell what he was feeling or thinking because of his usual expressionless face. I fla







