LOGINJESSIEEvelyn fell back into her chair. Tina was grinning too widely; it was a wide contrast with the ghostly look of her mother’s face. "Father, didn't we agree that Isabella is a better choice for the image of the Harrington family?” Evelyn managed to say. “Isabella?” Arthur grunted. “After all the trouble she caused?” “But she has been waiting her entire life for this," Evelyn shot back. “If she knew she wanted this opportunity, then she should have stooped that low," Arthur responded. I stared at the old man. It was obvious that he was not taking my side. To him, all this was about the family and legacy. I fit into the plan he had now; if things changed, he would change just as easily. "Congratulations," Tina said over the table. She reached out to me, and I took her hand with a smile. “They are already legally married; let's just finish things off this way." He cleared his throat and got up. “But father…” “Enough, Evelyn." He struck his cane to the ground and hooked his
JESSIEDaniel had found a tailor who was willing to recreate the style for a lot of money. Stephen kept her in the annex of the house and instructed Rose to ensure she had all she needed. “Of course not," Tina shook her head. We were having dinner, and Stephen came with news. His grandfather wants us at the main estate for dinner tomorrow night. “Tina, we don't have a choice." “We do," Tina retorted. “We have been playing by their rules for too long. If they are curious about us, then they should come here." She blinked rapidly with her lips in a thin line. “But you know that…" “If I am going to be dragged there, then Christopher must come with me." “Is that what this is about?” Stephen groaned. He dropped his cutlery, and it clattered to the ceramic on the table. I was cutting through my chicken, enjoying the banter from the duo. “You would have Jessie there with you. It's only fair I have someone too.” She stabbed her chicken and turned to him with a slow smile, stretching h
STEPHEN“Please, just save me. I don't want to live like this." I looked at Tiffany from the window of the room. She was not the kind of person to do a full 360. This had to be some kind of play from Isabella. She was trying to plant a spy here. I pushed the door open, and she tensed up. I stopped right in front of her, studying her for a moment before I sat beside Jessie. I pulled her closer to me. “For all we know, this could be a ploy for you," my voice filled the perfectly quiet room. Her head snapped up to me. She shook her head gently, whimpering sounds escaping her lips. “I…i… I know you won't be able to believe me because of what happened before, but…” “Are you saying I should believe you aren't here on Isabella's command?” I asked. She shook her head. “I can get the evidence to show you met with her before coming here." “No, no, no," she shook her head. “How could you?” Jessie gasped. I didn't know what to do with her. I think she would have believed Tiffany if I didn
JESSIE"Don't touch it," Stephen’s voice, stiff, said to Tina. She had been so curious as to what he could have sent.She took a step back. A guard took the bags from Rose. Rose glanced between us before she excused herself. The guard was out of sight. From the look on Stephen's face, he was sure there was something wrong with the dress. He walked to me and searched me. His eyes dragged over every part of my body and settled on my necklace that contained a GPS tracking device. He must have been looking at it the entire time we were out. I threw myself into his arms. I wrapped my hand around his waist and buried my face in his chest. The entire day, all I could think about was him. I knew he would have spent the entire day worried about us. And the worst part was that he could not do anything about his worry. “Are you okay?” his chest rumbled. I pulled away, arching my head back just enough for me to see him clearly. I pouted and nodded, feeling myself relax. It felt like I could f
JESSIE“I can't believe that jerk.” Tina slammed her fist into the dining table.After she had given us the full breakdown of her day—Christopher showing up with flowers and being the perfect gentleman to swoon her—she couldn't stop talking about him, the date, and the time she had.She was blushing so hard it was fun to watch. Stephen didn't seem happy about the development, but there was nothing he could do now.Tina had fallen head over heels. It was too late to do anything.“I know, right?” I said, matching her tone.She looked to her brother. “I am still angry with you, but what are we going to do about this?” she asked.He rolled his eyes at her and turned to me. “Jessie will be meeting with him tomorrow.”“What?” she screamed. “Are you going to let him have his way? Just send Jessie to meet that monster?”“Of course not.” Stephen leaned in and smiled; she reeled back and pretended to gag, narrowing her eyes at him. “You are going to go with her… and keep her safe.”“Am I your b
JESSIEMrs. Aulin was already waiting for us in the private room of the restaurant. She got up when we entered and pulled me into a hug.“It's so good to see you,” she whispered, as if she were happy. She pinched my cheek with a smile. “After all you went through, I am happy you are finally getting the recognition that you deserve,” she added.I could feel the genuineness from her. So it meant that she might not be aware of Mateo’s ghostliness either. I pulled Stephen forward to introduce him.“Your husband, right?” she asked with a smile. I nodded. Of course, everyone knew about our relationship. Not only did Stephen announce his identity, but he also solidified my status beside him.“Mr. Harrington. It's nice to finally meet you,” she chuckled slightly, throwing her head back. “The lucky man to steal Jessie’s heart, aren't you?”“I really am lucky. It's nice to finally meet you. I have heard a lot about you,” Stephen responded, taking her hand that was stretched out to him. She held
JESSIE“How dare you…” “This is not the place for your petty fights.” Lauren’s voice cut through the air, stopping Allen from stroking his fragile ego. “I am only allowing you here because you are a friend of my daughter.” Lauren knew firsthand what Allen did to me, but she still allowed him her
JESSIE“Okay, but you need to be careful; I still want my wife in one piece at the end of this.” The word 'wife' lingered in the air. I was his wife, but still, it made me feel conscious that I had taken the Harrington name somewhat overnight. “I can take care of myself,” I replied. “You don’t ha
JESSIE“Who is that handsome man?” Sarah stopped right outside. I strained my neck to see who they were talking about, and an unknowing smile crept on my face to see Stephen leaning against his Benz. He was dressed in a white button-up shirt that was rolled up and neatly tucked into his black tro
JESSIEI am pinned on Stephen’s chest, his hand wrapped firmly around my waist. My heart is hammering in my chest as I try to keep my eyes on everything else aside from his lips staring back at me. Every chaos, from the Aulin project to Tiffany’s madness, was suddenly relegated to the background a







