"I have been standing for a long time, I am so tired. Do not tire me the more with your questions," Agnes said, glaring up at him.Ethan smiled at her, "were you not the same person that said you didn't mind waiting for me? You had better stop with your pretence or I might be forced to prank you before the day ends."She laughed. "I challenge you then." She put on her seat belt, "you had better start driving or else the night might just reach us."He equally put his on seat belt, "you are right my darling, I was late," he said and started the car."So why were you late?" Agnes asked."I had something important to attend to," he answered."So for being so late and keeping me standing for over twenty minutes, you have to buy whatever I want," she said in a sweet tone.Ethan smiled inwardly, "gold digger," he thought of her inwardly. "Your wish is my command," he voiced out.She smiled at him. "You ain't being formal," she commented.Ethan smirked. "So to where miss?" He asked, his eyes
.....All Clinton needed to do was to discourage Agnes from ever getting Ethan's love."Listen to what I am about to say carefully," he voiced out, looking a bit sad.Agnes nodded her head in agreement."I know my cousin. I have always known him. Trust me, the day you will not expect, he will throw a divorce paper at your front and force you to sign it. Then he will slowly take everything he gave to you, back. I can even my life on this," Eric snarled ferociously."Why would Ethan do a thing like that to me?" She asked him, with so much boldly written in her eyes."It's because he had never loved you. He only wants to have you as his pawn," Eric paused. "I guess I should stop here," he considerately said to her, after seeing the sorrowful expression on her face. "Let's go out and have lunch," Ethan added.Agnes accepted his offer, this was what she needed more, "I will go through my schedules, if it's free, I will come with you to lunch."Eric nodded, "alright, if there is anything I
Agnes woke up. She stretched her hand to the other side of the bed and whispered. "Ethan."The bed was empty. She got startled. "Ethan," she called in a haste voice."I am the right here," he said faintly. He was seated on the bed and drew the blanket to cover her half naked body.x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x xx x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x xx x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x xx x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x xx x x x x x"What happened yesterday night?" Ethan asked.The bombshell dropped.Agnes's face turned sour. "You do not remember?""Remember what?" he asked."I was so drunk yesterday right? My mind is blurred. I need an answer.""Yes, you were drunk," she said in a fierce tone."Tell me something. Did I touch you?" he asked."Yes," she answered, with a hideous smile on her face. Finally her husband had touched her sexually. "I thought you didn't love me Ethan but yesterday you proved just how much
Ethan went back home with a lady. The lady was taller than Agnes, older than her in appearance, fairer than her, fatter than her but not as beautiful as her...Agnes was sitting on a couch and she was also reading a book."Agnes," he called in a high pitched tone. " Can't you see I am back. Get something nice and warm for this beautiful lass beside me and be quick with it." She did not move neither did she say a word." Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me?" Ethan asked angrily.She stood up immediately.Ethan turned to the lady beside him." My love make yourself comfortable. And I am apologetic for not offering you a seat. Please have a seat and like I said make yourself comfortable.""Than," Agatha, the lady called." You are such a rich, lucky and handsome guy. You are damn rich and I do not think anything or anyone in this world can ever strip you of your wealth. Your castle is such a beautiful and massive one. I feel it is the best in the whole wide world. I am so lucky to have foun
Ethan was seated in his study room. He was examining some files, sent home to him by the Moore's company. He barely went to the company and his scarce appearance left his duty piled up. Sometimes he would pay some people to do his job while some times his personal assistant would handle his works. The files had something about the deals proposed by rivals and neighbouring companies. What had he to do with the files? He did not know. Seeing the pile of files on his desk, it got him disturbed and a bit uncomfortable.A knock sounded on the door. He already guessed that the person who was knocking was the woman he loathed so much. The knock persisted and he wondered why Whitney would be disturbing him at this ungodly time of the day.Infact the knock became too unbearable for him."Come in!" He shouted, after he had cleared his throat.The door slightly opened and a maid walked into the study room.Ethan turned at once to see the person that was disturbing him. There was this type of loo
Ethan woke up. The vision awaiting him, left him short of words. His wife stood in front of the room mirror, her back turned to face him, as her eyes gazed deeply at the mirror, while she admired herself. Her instinct told her that her husband had woken up."Agnes," Ethan called out to her, slowly and lovingly."Good morning," she said, turning to face him."Good morning to you too, my darling wife," he said, pretending to admire her beauty.She looked like a heavenly apparition.. a radiant silhouette, with the moon behind her.Sincerely, Ethan felt widely drawn to her... More than to any woman in his life.Quietly he sat up and removed the blanket covering his body. There must be an explanation for him, he thought. He climbed out of the bed and walked to his wife, who was beaming with smile.Why did she look more than excited to see him, like it were her first time to see him?"Finally you woke up," she said in a coy whisper. "Finally."He shaked his head in a confused way. "Is the
"He did not say he would not. He only meant that he wouldn't make it right in time before the party begins. That means he wouldn't come before your father, the celebrant," Agnes explained to her husband."He wouldn't come before the celebrant," he repeated and let out a low laugh."Why wouldn't he be able to come? Did he give you a justifiable reason, as to why he would not come or does he expect to wallow in his blatant lie without any reasonable excuse?""Ethan my boy," a familiar voice called from behind them.He hesitated before turning to see the person."Hello, uncle.""My only nephew, why are you so tensed up about the presence of my son? Whether he comes or not, that should not bother you, besides you and I know that you hate to see him," Marcus's dad said.Agnes looked at her husband but after a little while, her eyes darted to the face of Mr. Arnold Moore, Marcus's father.Ethan smiled faintly, "if you can explain to me what you just said, then it shall have a meaning to me.
Agnes's face was bruised with hatred and anger for the man, she thought loved her. She had easily given to emotions, hadn't she?It was nearly two years of their relationship and Ethan was striking the last shot.What's worst, with a divorce paper? And right now she was surrounded by hate, dislike and anger, which she bore for Ethan. It was at that moment that Marcus's words began to resurrect. They were numerous and all of his words were correct. Marcus was right with his words, now the reality unfolding before her, burrowed back in her sagging brain.Inside the four walls of the castle, she knew she had only but an hour to sign the divorce papers. As a matter of fact, she was oblivious of the fact that it was only after three months that the divorce would be fully accepted, recognized and lawfully legitimate, just as Marcus had once explained to her."Sign the documents," Ethan instructed."You have already destroyed me enough, the least you could do is let me sign them in peace," s