“How did this happen, Micheal?!” I screamed as I jolted up under the duvet that I was, hoping that it wasn’t what I was thinking “Don't look so surprised baby, it's me. Your one and only ex-boyfriend” Micheal replied with a wicked smile *** ***** ***** **** **** **** *** Flora found herself naked unexpectedly on the same bed with her ex boyfriend, Micheal, few days before her wedding!!!. When she confessed to her fiancé, Stanley, he forgave her reluctantly, but the past comes back to haunt them when Micheal claims to be the father of Flora’s baby girl Is Micheal telling lies? Or could he be telling the truth? As the truth unfolds revealing that the baby girl belongs to neither Stanley nor Micheal. Who the hell is the father of the child!!!?
Lihat lebih banyakFlora's POV
In my 25 years of living, I never thought that I would be getting married to the love of my life. While I was in high school, I had a childhood heartthrob, Michael Brooks, who I thought I would be spending the rest of my life with, but he messed up big time. I loved him with everything I had, but he betrayed me. Surprisingly Micheal cheated on me with my high school classmate, who I'm very sure isn't as beautiful as I am. I've always despised cheaters because they cause nothing but trouble in the life of their partner. Michael was not only a cheat, but also a drug addict, who tends to beat me up whenever he gets intoxicated. He forgets everything and acts unreasonably whenever he takes the hard drugs. We were a loving couple back in the days in high school even with his deportment, until we graduated from high school and the level of his delinquency increased due to his idleness. Our once loving and admired relationship turned into a very toxic one, which almost took my life. I was so afraid of leaving him back then because he always threatened to kill me if I ever left him. My life was in jeopardy until I met Stanley. Stanley was the saving grace I had, have, and will always have. He saved me from my previous toxic relationship. I can vividly remember our first contact with each other. I went to a bar with Michael to celebrate our sixth anniversary. The hangout was going smoothly with gists, laughter, and an easy flow of conversation until Michael decided to get himself high and he continued drinking heavily. Then he started misbehaving, yelling at me for no reason, and as I tried to caution him without thinking twice Micheal pounced on me heavily with several blows to my face and body. Who could have thought that the same man I was laughing with a few hours ago would end up causing me pain but because I was used to it, I didn't even flinch one bit even though the pain and fear were suffocating I endured the pains and torments he inflicted on me until I noticed a tall handsome man holding and beating Michael up. This is the first time someone actually came to my aid. Whenever Michael beats me, people only stand to look and watch the scene going on. They've never tried to stop him because they were scared of him, he doesn’t leave anyone out who tries to interfere whenever the torture starts. I couldn’t tell my mum of the suffering all because of the love I had for Micheal, I know that’s stupid but we’ve all done something crazy one way or the other in the name of love. So when I realized that a gentleman like Stanley actually helped me that day, I not only felt thankful but also, felt my heart beat another kind of rhythm that day. This man looks so handsome, rich, attractive and hottt. He introduced himself as Stanley Davis while I was still wrenching in pain on the ground. I later found out he was one of the richest and powerful CEOs in the city which rendered me speechless. He was one of the masterminds behind political activities in the state due to his influence and power in politics. "Hope you're good?", he asked me that night, his voice so deep and soothing that I nearly forgot how to breathe. He is surely a God-sent. He later drove me home and asked for my contact information. Hesitantly I gave him and he made sure Michael was arrested and tortured for his domestic violence immediately, and that was the last time I ever set my eyes on Michael again. And that was how we began a journey we never knew would come this far. It's been four years since we started our captivated relationship, and now, our wedding is in three days!!! A stranger to a Saviour, and now a soon to be husband Isn't that great?!! I thought it only happened in love movies and romance novels, but I happened to witness one myself. Stanley was everything I have always wanted and prayed to God for. He is a teacher, my best friend, my best companion, and everything I know that is good in this world. He is my consolation price sent to me from God after the numerous heartaches I felt while I was still with Michael. gurrrrrrrrrrrr "Oh my God, I can't believe I'm hungry again!!", I exclaimed after snapping out from my trance state. I just ate not quite long, and now I'm hungry again. Oh my goodness I ran to the kitchen to go prepare myself something to eat. Getting to the kitchen, I discovered I had nothing left to eat. "I really need to go grocery shopping soon", I murmured to myself while I was confused and exhausted from the preparation of the wedding ceremony. “What do I eat now that the kitchen is empty” I thought with a regretful face While I was still deciding on what to eat, my phone rang and when I checked who it was, Lo and behold, it's Jessica, my best friend who traveled overseas six months ago Hastenly, and happily, I picked up the call "Heyyy, Jess, how're you doing?", I asked, my voice tinged with happiness "I'm good Lora, how about you?", she said From her voice, it shows a little bit of guilt and happiness simultaneously "I'm fine", I began. "You haven't been picking up my calls since you left. It's unfair you know", my voice laced with sadness "I'm very sorry sweetie, work has been hectic over here but don’t worry I'll make it up to you. I promise", she said "And how exactly do you intend to make it up to me?", I asked her, my voice tinged with curiosity and eagerness to know what she was planning. She was quiet for a while before she dropped the bombshell “Guess what baby, I'm back!!" She must be joking right? "What? Seriously?", I began, my voice sounding so doubting. "You said you'd only come back once you're done with your project, and that's like, 6 months away from now" "Well, baby, how do you expect me to miss your wedding? ehn?", she said. "Of course, I have to come back to celebrate with my baby Lora on her big day!! “Silly" I really can't believe this! Wow! "Jess you're surely the best!!, you're such a darling, sincerely speaking", I said , my voice cracking because I was on the verge of shedding tears, “this has to be the happiest news today” I thought as I used my hand to wipe away the little tear coming from my eye I felt so emotional, because I never expected her to come back to attend my wedding. Of course, she's supposed to since she's my best friend, but coming all the way from another country just to attend my wedding was really heartwarming for me. She traveled for business reason, and I'm very sure she must be very busy with that, but she still took out time for me "You're the best!!", I told her again "It's okay please, You're making me uncomfortable" "Oh Jessica, you're really unbelievable", I chuckled while sniffing I've forgotten Jessica doesn't like it when I thank her. She always says 'Thank you and Sorry isn't necessary in a very close friendship' But, I must say, in this context, it is very needed. "So, it's decided. I'm your chief bride's maid", she concluded herself, making me laugh out loud I'd choose Jessica as my chief bride's maid over anybody, but since she traveled, I had to choose someone else. But, now she's going to be present, the role must surely go back to her "Of course, you are!!",I told her, my voice tinged with lots of happiness "Good then", she chuckled "So baby, let's meet up", she said. “I would be waiting for you at the Skyline bar. Let's celebrate your last 3 nights as a single bitch like me!!" "Yeah, sure. I'd be there in 30 minutes", I informed her hesitantly "Alright baby, love you", she told me, her voice laced with happiness "Love you too", I said then ended the call Thank goodness, now I would eat out and enjoy myself with my best friend. There is no point going to the grocery store any longer I rushed to the bathroom to freshen up and went to select the clothes I'd wear to meet up with my darling Jessica After ten minutes of preparing, I stood in front of the mirror to look at myself with a beautiful skimpy blue gown I wore while humming to one of Sia's songs; Unstoppable. I looked at myself one last time before I sent Stanley a text message, telling him that I'd be going out with Jessica and I would be back by 11 PM with a love emoji. I'd have loved to call him, but I was very sure he'd be very busy at work. There’s no point disturbing him with calls when he would still read the text. I left the house in a happy mood once I was very sure I had locked everything properly. If only I had known that my action that day would descend into a living nightmare, I would have never stepped foot out of my house but fate had other plans for me, in an instant, my once admired world was shattered and crushed. My life once filled with laughter, joy and happiness was turned into a miserable one filled with nightmares that left a big scar on my life and dignity.ANONYMOUS POV The room reeked of stale cigar smoke and cheap whiskey, a scent so thick it seemed to cling to the air. My preference and I love the way the room is dark, with little light not daring to penetrate the drawn, heavy velvet curtains. It wasn’t just a comfort room but a lair. “Senator Jones, glad I caught you,” my voice crackled through the phone, a hint of a smile in my tone. “Just a quick, shall we say, ‘friendly’ check-in regarding our mutual… understanding.” I heard Senator Jones sigh, a sound that conveyed a deep exhaustion. “And to what do I owe the pleasure of this unscheduled discussion?” “Oh, you know, just making sure all loose ends are tied up” I chirped. “That little incident with Stanley’s mother. Nasty operation. Especially with Chloe involved.” “Chloe acted under constraints,” Senator Jones interjected, a defensive edge to his voice. “She was threatened, you know that.” “Of course, of course,” my voice soothed, though it had no real empathy. “And we wou
STANLEY’S POV The scent of the expensive leather of my Rolls-Royce and the distant thrum of the engine was usually a balm and a familiar comfort that signified my daily retreat from the different chaos of the world to the sanctuary of my family mansion. Well, not today. Each turn of the wheel, and the realization that we were almost home, only amplified the frantic drumming of my heart. “Poisoned” The word kept echoing in my mind, sharp and cold Ma. The wedding. My wedding was supposed to be a happy one for me but it was twisted into a gruesome stage for my mother's murder. And Chloe. My sister, my only remaining blood relative. She was with mother all night, tending to her. A cherished daughter and a loyal sister. Or a cold-blooded killer? This accusation felt like sacrilege and a betrayal of the bond we’ve had with our mother. But the autopsy, undeniable and indisputable facts screamed a different truth. The driver pulled up to the grand entrance of the mansion, the securit
STANLEY’S POV It had been a long time since I returned to work. The familiar sterile scent of disinfectant lingered in the air, barely masking the faint aroma of old paper in my office.As I looked through some paperwork, my secretary entered after a gentle knock on the door accompanied by Officer Collins.That was unexpected. We hadn’t scheduled a meeting, and there was no prior notice.I gave my secretary a subtle nod, and she quietly exited, closing the door behind her. I gestured for Officer Collins to take a seat.Sunlight filtered weakly through the grimy window, casting long, uneven shadows across the floor. I had an eerie feeling that I knew why he was here. My eyes fixed to the framed photo of my late mother on the desk. I stared at it for a moment, then looked up with dread in my eyes.“Mr. Stanley,” Officer Collins began, his voice unusually gentle, lacking the usual formal edge of law enforcement. He carried a Manila folder, thick and ominous, clutched in his hand. “We
JESSICA’S POV “Stanley, you are back,” I said, my voice tight, the moment he walked through the door without a greeting. The scent of stale police station coffee still clung to him, a bitter shroud. His usual confident stride replaced by a weary shuffle, his face was etched with exhaustion. “Yeah, I’m back” he mumbled sluggishly, dropping his phone onto the small table by the sofa. He didn’t look at me.“And?” I pressed, my arms instinctively crossing over my chest. “Tell me you didn’t just let her walk away, Stanley.” “First of all, how did you even know she was released?” he questioned, a hint of curiosity in his weary tone. “Someone there informed me” I defended, dismissing his question with a wave of my hand. “That’s not the main thing! How could you, Stanley, the woman responsible for the death of your beloved mother, be released like that, and you, her son, couldn't do anything?” I barked, my voice began to rise, cracking with anger. He shot up from the sofa, his voice no
FLORA’S POV Accompanied to the living room by my personal guard, I met my mom seated on one of the sofas. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes spoke volumes. I knew she wouldn’t let go of me if I don’t explain everything that happened to her “Where have you been since last night, Flora” her voice finally cut through the deafening silence in the room I pretended like I didn’t hear what she just said and walked over to Aurora, gently picked her up in her little crib. I patted her softly, clinging to her as both comfort and excuse to ignore my mum's question. But before I could escape to my room, she stood right in front of me, our eyes locked in. There was no way around her this time. No escape route. No excuse. The only way out is to tell her the truth. “I just saw a news report on the television now claiming that you were detained for the death of Stanley’s mother” Her voice cracked. “Do you know how worried sick I have been?” “Relax mom. I’m fine. Just… calm down, plea
STANLEY’S POV The police station was dimly lit, with a sense of urgency in the air. I sat across Officer Collins answering questions about the investigation of the death of my mum “Are you certain the scarf we obtained belongs to Flora?” I nodded “Yes, I’m positive. I’ve known Flora for years. That scarf is hers.” Officer Collins made a note on his pad. “We’ll look into it, Mr Stanley. But can you tell me more about your relationship with Flora” Hesitantly and unsure of how much to reveal “We used to be couples before. A legal one but things ended badly between us and we had to divorce each other” “I’ve moved on, but I guess she hasn’t” I lied “And if I may ask, what was the reason for the divorce” Officer Collins asked “The divorce was due to the pressure from the press, the stakeholders at my company, and my family as regards the paternity of our child. Aurora” I sighed Officer Collins's eyes narrowed “Well, we will definitely consider that in our investigation” After we s
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