Yes, I know I'm hot. โWowโฆ you look absolutely stunningโ he mouthed.i Ignored him, tossing his coat at him.โStop leaving your trash in my room,โ I said, walking past him.Just as I reached the car, he stepped forward and draped his coat over my shoulders. โYou canโt walk into the company dressed like this,โ he said, his voice low while I arched my brow at him, โ I mean..the weather seems cold today. โ I stopped, glancing at the coat before pulling it off and tossing it back at him. I knew exactly what he was trying to say as I remembered he didn't like me wearing something exposing. But what about his wife that could even walk naked in the public? I bet he got nothing against that. โAnd who exactly are you to tell me what I can and canโt wear? Mr Lance Wells, I will be grateful if you can keep your concern to yourself.โ I said, feeling angry that he was here pretending to be concerned about me while still planning on secretly taking Bella's hair for a DNA test. His jaw tig
Looking out of the car window, my gaze was fixed on the cityscape rushing by. I could feel my fingers tangling and twisting together in a restless dance on my lap.The memories of how I landed in the hospital on my wedding day, all rushed in. I remembered how I woke up, the faint beeping of the heart monitor rang in my ears and the nurse's soft voice, asked me if I was alright but my eyes just scanned through the room. Thereโs no one else in this room apart from her. Then she mentioned that Kingsley had stepped out to take a call and will be back soon. Immediately she left the room to get the doctor, I yanked the IV drip from my arm, the bright red dot of blood that bloomed on my skin and thenโฆ fled the hospital.Since that dayโฆI haven't contacted him again, not even when I was back. I knew that he had the right to be angry at meโฆI knew that he must have felt betrayed when we both promised that we will stick through together but I only abandoned him, let him alone face the critics
***KINGSLEY'S POV***The tension in the room was suffocating as Maya said she was here to talk about us. About us? Did she mean the same โusโ that she abandoned because she didn't trust me enough. She didn't believe that I could protect her and she left.Maya stood right in front of me, looking at me with those pleading eyes that once had the power to melt my resolve. But not anymore. Not after what she had done to me and the humiliation she had made me go through. I became a man that wasn't only lied to but was also abandoned; as my family had no idea that I was aware of everything about her. I was sure if not because she fainted that day, she would have run out of the hall, abandoning me on the altar.My jaw tightened as I looked at her but I held it all back in, and forced my gaze back to the files in my hand, pretending to be unbothered by her presence. โWe have nothing left to talk about," I said flatly, flipping a page I wasnโt even reading, but just pretending to be busy. "No
Sitting in the meeting room with Lance and Bryan seated across from me, I lightly tapped my fingers against the polished surface of the table. My gaze which was fixed on the stack of files before me, was now starting to blur. Iโd been poring over documents since morning as weโre all desperately searching for legal precedents to block the rezoning of this building. My temples throbbed, and I sighed in exhaustion. Even, the words on the pages are beginning to dance, moving around on their own. My eyes were failing me. Who exactly would have thought this is what Iโd be doing the moment I took over Lanceโs company? If Iโd known it would be like this, I swear I never as done it. Just as I was nearing the end of the document in front of me, the door creaked open, and Janet entered, pushing a cart that was stacked high with dusty files and documents. She wheeled it to the table and began to unload them right in front of me. โThese are the last documents,โ she announced as she placed
I exhaled slowly. โI wonโt forgive you,โ I said and I could see a flicker of something like sadnessโor was it disappointment? across his face. โAt least, not yet. But if you win this case for usโฆโ I let my words hang in the air, a faint smile tugging at my lips. Immediately he heard that, Henryโs head shot up. Relief washed over his face. โIโll win it. You have my word,โ he promised. โBold of you to promise that,โ Lance interjected with a teasing smirk. โYouโll be up against one of the biggest firms in America. Do you even stand a chance?โ Henry straightened and said confidently. โIโll take your doubt as fuel to prove you wrong man.โ His tone was defiant, and the two men exchanged chuckles. Henry glanced up at Lance hesitantly. โYouโre not angry with me?โ Lance responded, looking at me. โSince she said sheโd forgive you eventuallyโฆโ He trailed off, mouthing a quiet โthank youโ in my direction. I cleared my throat as I quickly shifted my gaze away from him, clearly uncomfort
Standing in the corridor of the courtroom on the first floor of the tall building, I let out a soft sigh as I intertwined my fingers nervously. I was trying so hard to convince myself that I wouldnโt embarrass myself in court today especially since it looked like I would be appearing without my lawyer. "Iโve really underestimated my opponent. I should have foreseen this," I muttered under my breath as I was already feeling frustrated. Behind me, Lance paced back and forth with his phone totally glued to his ear. He had been trying to reach Henry for the past hours, but there was no answer. Many bad thought had already been playing on my head. Each time I heard the automatic response from the network provider, my frustration grew as I thought what I actually thought had happened. "Where the hell is he?" Lance growled, ending another failed call. I leaned against one of the stone pillars, watching the steady stream of people going in and out of the courthouse and deep down
We turned in unison, and there she wasโAshley. Her radiant smile beamed as if sheโd just won the lottery. She waved enthusiastically, her left hand high in the air, drawing every ounce of attention toward herself. My fists curled into tight balls at my sides, anger surging through me like a storm. And what the fuck is she doing here?In anger, I glared at Lance, who also looked a little bit surprised by her presence. He gave me that โIโm sorryโ look, but thatโs not what I wanted from him. I wanted him to tell me why she was here.Ashley rushed toward our side and then stormed into the midst of Lance and Henry, pushing Henry away from Lance. My stomach churned when she flashed him that annoying smile and looped her arm through Lanceโs. My patience thinned. โWhat are you doing here?โ Lance growled before I could say a word. His voice was low but sharp. Ashley tilted her head coyly. โOh, honey, donโt be like that. Have you forgotten that I told you I would support you no matte
****KINGSLEYโS POV****The civil court was a circus today, as there were far more people than I had expected to be here and reporters were even present, but they were not allowed to record anything and could only take notes on what they heard and saw.I had a front-row seat, sitting in the defendantโs chair. My lawyer, Ethan Shaw, whose brow furrowed as he flipped through stacks of documents, was seated on my left, with his assistant on my right.And across the room, Maya sat with her lawyer, her face was a mixture of determination and anger, as if she were upset about something. Was it because I had snubbed her earlier? I don't think so.I looked around, and my gaze landed on Lance Wells, who lounged smugly among the audience, the expression on his face was that of sadness as if he was separated from something important to him . Then, when my eyes shifted to the person next to him, I immediately understood why Maya seemed so angry and why his own expression wa alos like that.I sigh
Kingsley could not help but chuckle as he lifted his head away from Lysolโs shoulder and took his hand into his, intertwining their fingers. โYou see, Dad, Iโve become a bird.โโA what?โ His father sounded thoroughly unimpressed.โA bird,โ Kingsley repeated. โIโve spread my wings, taken flight. And now, Iโm soaring through the skies, traveling the world around freeโฆโA deep, frustrated sigh came through the speaker. โKingsley, enough of this nonsense. Come back home. You have responsibilities!โKingsley hummed in amusement. โResponsibilities? Oh, you mean the empire? Donโt worry about that. I'm sure you have everything under controlโฆ just like you always have.โHis father sighed heavily, realizing that Kingsley had made up his mind.โOkay, Iโve given you my blessings. You are free to do whatever you want. Even if you want to hold a grand wedding with him, I will organize it right away. So come back.โKingsley smiled. โReally?โโYes, I will do it. In fact, I will make sure that your we
~~~~AUTHOR'S POINT OF VIEW~~~~After a long trial.After alot of heartbreaks, losses, and even pains, Lance and Maya finally found their way back to love.And in six months' time, Maya would welcome their second child, a new addition to their small but blossoming family.And today, beneath the watchful eyes of many guests who were invited from all across the globe, they would make another vow to spend forever together.Lance could be seen at the altar, dressed in a white suit with a neat black bow tie, sitting at his collar. A small flower was pinned to his suit. His hair was neatly styled, not a strand out of place but his usual charm was replaced with something deeperโan overwhelming anticipation that made his hands slightly sweaty, and he kept rubbing them together.Behind him was Kingsley, his best man.Oh no, it wasnโt Henry but Kingsley.Lance had asked Kingsley to be his best man. And Henry, of course, could be seen sitting in the front row with his arms folded over his chest.
I blinked. โYouโre quitting? Why?โThen Diana hesitated, her eyes darting toward Lance, who was on the ground, for a brief second before looking down. I could see something like embarrassment on her face.โIโฆ I just think itโs best if I go.โI frowned. โNo, thatโs not a real answer. I asked why you suddenly want to leave. You told your fans and everyone that you were volunteering for six months, and youโve hardly even spent two weeks. Now youโre leaving?โShe smiled weakly. โYes, thatโs true. Itโs just that I need to do some things for myself too. Please donโt take it personally. I actually came here to create a good impression on my fans, but nowโฆ I have realized many thingsโฆโThen she burst into tears, using her hand to wipe them away as they streamed down. I just watched with my mouth open.She then bowed her head. โI am truly sorry. Really, really sorry. I promise never to do that again. In fact, I will never cross your path again,โ she said quickly.โHuh? Sorry about what? Why a
The workshop was at the back of the orphanage's main building. It was a small house built for storing things, but Lance decided to make use of it as a workshop. Lance made small chairs and tables for the kids and he also made swings and so many things around here with the use of wood. They were all amazing. Had no idea he had that in him. But what I like most when heโs doing his job here is when he's shirtless and working. I giggled at the thought of that.I liked watching him cut the woods as he looked so hot during that timeโhis hair falling over his face as he rise and fall, picking things up. His abs. And sweat streaming down his well-chiseled body as he focused on his workโฆ I loved it all.As I wanted to enter the workshop, I saw the flowers planted outside. So I walked closer and picked some, hanging around my hair and putting some behind my ears.Stepping inside, I saw Lance picking up a bottle of water from the freezer. He opened it and began to drink, turning around at th
We were in the middle of gisting when a horrible wave of nausea hit me. It crawled up my throat like a monster trying to escape.I quickly covered my mouth, trying to hold it in, but it was like my stomach was flipping itself inside out.โMaya, are you alright? Should I get you some water?โ Morgan asked in a concerned tone as she quickly stood up from the bed, trying to get some water.โNo, it's fine,โ I said, stopping her. โIt's just something I have been feeling for a while now, but it's temporary.โTaking her seat back, she asked, โAre you sure you are alright now?โI nodded fast. โYeah, yeah. Iโm totally fine. I justโโBut before I could finish my words, it happened again, and this time, it was stronger.I covered my mouth with one hand and used the other hand to hit my chest, trying to make it stop, but it wasn't stopping.โI think I need to call someone. You need to go to the hospital as you definitely don't seem okay.โMorgan turned again to call someone, but I wasn't able to h
I listened as she slowly began to tell me how her mother-in-law and sister-in-laws were treating her the same way she and her mother had treated me when I was married to Lance. And she had two sister-in-laws. Twins.No matter what she did, it was never enough for the three of them. They insulted her for every single mistake, criticized her for every bad thing that happened to her husbandโeven if it was his job that had problemsโand always made her feel like she wasnโt good enough. Every bad thing and misfortune that happened to her husband was blamed on her.โAt first, I thought I could handle it." She continued. "That as long as I was good to them and made them happy, they would like me more and stop treating me like that,โ she let out a bitter laugh. โSo whenever they were angry, I would buy them expensive gifts like designer bags and shoes, just to appease them.And for a while, it worked. They smiled and all started acting nice. But then they always wanted more. But after sometim
SIX MONTHS LATER ~~~MAYAโS POV~~~ Looking up into the sky, I used my hand to cover my eyes as the warm morning sun shone on me. Seeing the sky so clear and bright, I think today will be very, very great. Something good is going to happen. I smiled and then continued my work, which was spreading the freshly washed bedspread on the rope. It is a weekend thing for meโor should I say for every woman in this orphanageโand I like doing it as it gives me time to think, to breathe, and at the same time, to watch Bella while working. I wasnโt the only one washing the entire bedspread alone in this orphanage, as we had other women who were employed and those who also came to volunteer for a few days. Some even spent months with us, helping with the kids and other work in the orphanage. The orphanage was always lively and busy, especially in the mornings when all the kids woke up at the same time. It was filled with the sounds of children running down from each of their rooms, having morni
The hall was quiet, filled with the soft murmurs of people talking in hushed voices. The only loud sounds were the occasional sniffle or the rustling of fabric as someone shifted uncomfortably in their seat.A few candles flickered near the large framed photo of Mia, casting shadows on her smiling face. It almost made it look as if she was watching us.But she wasnโtโshe was right in front of all of usโฆ in the coffin.I took a deep breath as I looked around from where I was standing. I just wished that this would end soon and that all these passing storms would go with it.There were few people here, as the burial was private. Mayaโs parents were seated in the front row on the left side, with Bella sitting between them.Kingsley also came with Lysol.Henry was also here, but the monkey could be seen leaning against the wall at the back of the hall, arguing with his client. He couldn't even spare time to pay respect to the dead.Betsy sat with Maya in the front row, in the middle of th
~~~~LANCE'S POV~~~~I stood in front of the mirror, wearing my tie while also looking at Maya's figure on the bed. I sighed heavily as the black suit I was wearing felt heavier than it should.Maybe because today wasnโt just any other day but the day we were laying Mia to rest. And as much as I wanted to be strong, I couldnโt shake the weight pressing against my chest because Mia's death had caused a lot of damage to my familyโboth to Maya and to Bella.Maya had completely changed in ways I couldn't understand. It was as if she carried a guilt too heavy for her to bear, and she wouldnโt talk to me or anyone about it. If she wasn't sitting on the balcony and gazing out into empty space, she would be staring at or holding Miaโs picture, pressing it tightly to her chest as if letting go of it would mean letting go of Mia.And no matter what I did to bring her to her senses and make her understand that we were losing Bella, she just wouldn't come to her right mind. I am the one trying to