“Oh, no. I don’t believe I can help you,” I reply to the lady as the waiter returns. He has the food that I ordered to take home. It is decently wrapped and in a fancy plastic bag. I take it from him and I put it on the table.“Thank you,” I say to the waiter, and he smiles in response as I reach for the glass of water on the table and place it in my mouth to drink.“So this is the lovely lady you have been waiting for,” He says, and I almost choke on the water.“Oh, no,” Victoria replies to him.“Gosh, no,” I add after a few uncomfortable coughs.The waiter looks slightly embarrassed by his assumption, he apologizes and then excuses himself as quickly as he can.“I would be on my way now, it was nice to meet you,” I smile as I excuse myself while taking the food with me.“I said that I needed your help, but I didn’t say that it was a request,” She says in a cold tone as she smirks. “You want your debts to be forgiven and to be free from our hold on you and your precious companies,
***Linda Wells’ POV***“She has been this way since a guy with a ponytail left,” The cleaning lady tries to explain to Chris. He looks beyond confused as to what is happening.I feel so sad but also so angry! I feel like breaking everything that I can, I have already smashed three vases.“I was so stupid,” I say to myself as I cry, tears blur my vision for a second, and then I feel a pair of strong arms wrap around me. When my vision clears, I realize that it is Chris, he is trying to comfort me.“It’s okay, you’re alright,” He whispers comforting words to me as I lay my head on his chest and cry my eyes out.“I really wish it was,” I sob.“Do you know who this guy is?” Chris asks the cleaning lady.“Me? I don’t, but she explained to me that he was the man she was supposed to marry,” She replies to him, reminding me of it all.“Crap. How did he even know she was here?” His voice raises a bit, and although he should not be yelling at the cleaning lady, she knows nothing, but I know he
***Linda Wells’ POV***IT is morning and I am getting ready for a jog. Yesterday was a very emotional day for me; Mitch visited, Chris caught meanwhile I was having a mental breakdown, I missed my date with him at the restaurant he picked out, and he and I ended up shouting in the living room like crazy people.It was like a rollercoaster, I was feeling really depressed and then Chris made me feel alive again; he reminded me that I mattered and that I deserved to be happy.After our fooling around in the living room, we binge-watched a show until 2 am. I can’t remember when last I did that, even when I was with Mitch. I can still remember how I laid my head on Chris’ shoulder and he told me that my hair smelled like roses. He can be so carefree and yet so responsible at the same time, I’m afraid that I may be falling for his charm.When I am all ready for my jog, I head out of the room after I have cleaned it and down the stairs. I then bump into Chris whose mouth happens to be full
Is Ben joking? He has to, right? “Tell me you’re joking,” I scoff as I say this to him, but he looks dead serious.“I wish I was. Mitch is on his way back to America as we speak. He says that he is going to explain it all to our parents; him cheating on you with me, absolutely everything,” He replies to me as he sips his hot coffee.He keeps adjusting his hoodie to cover his face as if he is hiding from someone or hiding a part of his face.“We fought about it last night at the hotel, it is where we have been staying since we found out that you were here in China. We came here to try to make things right with you, but something changed in Mitch when he came back from seeing you yesterday,” Ben continues to explain, and I listen to him attentively.“He was distant, and when I told him that I wanted him to be mature enough to choose between you and me, he went ballistic,” Ben says as he sniffles.“And that’s how you got that bruise on your face,” I guess, and he nods.“Yeah, he was so
“He seems…very masculine,” Ben comments once Chris has left, and I chuckle.“That’s a distinct way of describing a person,” I reply to him as I sit next to him on the couch.“I guess he does,” I say after I take a few seconds to think about it. That adjective fits Chris perfectly for some reason.“I didn’t know you were gay,” I look at Ben as I say this in a soft understanding tone.“Neither did I,” He replies to me in a similar soft tone.“You and I know that I dated only girls in high school, and at some point, I was even very homophobic,” He reminds me, and I nod slowly.I remember that Ben used to bully this one kid in his class who was homosexual. I told him to stop over and over but he never did. The kid had to transfer schools because it got too much, his name was Kelvin.“Yup,” I say in response to him.“I bet Kelvin would laugh his a** off when he finds out that I actually like men too,” He mumbles.“Maybe,” I put a rogue strand of hair back behind my ear as I say this.“You
“Shame? When have I ever brought shame to this family?”I ask him in annoyance. I feel triggered by what my dad just said. I am pissed, and I am also hurt.“I have done everything that you people have wanted me to do, I have been the most perfect child. Why else do you people want from me?!” I raise my voice.“You don’t have to keep talking to them, you could end the call right now,” Ben whispers to me, but I ignore him.“You? Done everything that we told you? Did you do medicine in college as we advised you to?” My dad laughs as he asks.“You know what? I am done with you people trying to control my life, I am sick of it. You two call yourselves parents, but is that true? Do you know the amount of time I felt like I was a stranger in my own family?” I reply to him, we are literally having a full-blown argument.“I don’t like that you’re painting us to be bad parents,” My mom joins the conversation again.“Where’s Ben? Is he hearing all the crap that his sister is saying?” She adds as
I stare at the text for a full minute before the sound of the elevator brings me back to reality. It was like time stopped, and all there was me and the possibility of getting my wife back. But the sad and messed up thing is that this is a scam.I received messages like this in the past when my wife and child had just died. I pursued them before but in the end, I realized that all those f*ckers wanted was to get a piece of the billionaire’s money.I take a deep breath and I place the phone back into my pocket as I continue my walk toward the conference room. Once I reach the room, I push open the glass door, and the eyes of everyone in the room land on me.“So let’s get this meeting started, shall we?” I say in an authoritative and confident voice that immediately places me in control of the entire room.***Linda Wells’ POV***I can not believe that my parents are making me marry a man that broke my heart and shamed me. A man that did not even have the guts to tell me to my face tha
His lips crash gently into mine and I allow him to claim me as his. I was right, his lips are softer than cotton. The intimacy we are sharing right now makes me feel so lightheaded. My heart is beating so fast against my rib cage.We finally break the kiss and the both of us stare into each other’s eyes. His eyes are full of desire and passion, causing me to bite my bottom lip softly by instinct.“That was perfect,” He whispers, and I giggle.He then relaxes on the couch by retiring from his upright sitting position and laying back.“I don’t want you to go back to America,” His words swirl in my mind, and for a second, I contemplate on not going. But I know all that is just a fantasy, I could never be brave enough to disobey my parents, though I wish I was.“That’s not your decision, and apparently not mine,” I say in a breathy way while sighing.We sit in silence for a few minutes as the horror film plays on the TV; it actually feels calming and not awkward.Just sitting here with Ch