It pains Lissie to admit that she's ready to leave the lavish room she once stayed in for the last few years. She just had packed her things, ready to disappear before her wicked husband finds out. The room that symbolizes luxury, rigged out by Colton, has now finally became a painful reminder of Colton's unloyalty. Not to mention the perfect time to leave is the rain pouring hard outside matched with a thunderstorm.
The essence of her tidy and minimalist room no longer holds value. Soon, his other woman would vacate this room.
Startled by the sight of a pregnant woman across from her, Ember Wrington hurriedly came to see Lissie with her worried eyes. “What’s going on? Why are you suddenly leaving, Missus Vistagra? This is not something you should mend! Your due date is soon, it's crucial for you to stay in this manor. Mr. Vistagra would be worried about the baby!”
‘Worried? At what ground?’ Lissie’s mind was filled with clouded thoughts. She hoisted her gazes, looking at the housekeeper nonchalantly.
“You don't understand, Ember!” She fiercely affirmed, making the housekeeper’s eyes formed into an O shape. “Tell your boss that I've already sent him an electronic divorce agreement through mail. Sign it as soon as possible. Also, let him know I won't get any surgery!”
Ember tried to take the suitcase in her hand but Lissie protested. She was persistent, and determined to leave. Her eagerness to stay with Colton disappeared. Nonetheless, she doesn't have any reason to stay with him anymore.
With that, Lissie dragged her things out. Now that her room was finally vacated, she couldn't care anymore about what the odds might be now that she left. The brutal rain suddenly came pouring, and the housekeeper Lissie once treated her as a daughter was shouting and urging her to come back. But she already made up her mind.
Her duty as being an obedient wife is done. She will no longer follow any orders from him anymore.
Each rainfall that touched her skin made her shiver. It was cold, and she was drenched because of it but she had no choice but to bear it. The only way to escape Colton's malfeasance is to run away.
However, fate did not allow Lissie from making everything she wanted to transpire.
An Aston Martin abruptly came past her at full speed. The mud was splashed against her clothes and some on her face. However, the Aston Martin pulled over, a man who was wearing a bodyguard uniform stood firmly under the thunderous applause of the sky.
“Missus Vistagra,” he respectfully recognized her.
Lissie has nothing to do with him so he remained walking, completely ignoring one of Colton's clerical assistants. “Mr. Vistagra instructed me to accompany you to the hospital.” He affirmed, gently getting her things off her hands.
“Tell him I'm not going.” She asserted ballistically.
Kenneth Lim stood against Lissie. He did not allow her anymore to leave and then said, “Something happened in the hospital. The moved the surgery and Mr. Vistagra asked me to get you there safely. Please understand that I'm just following orders, Missus Vistagra.”
She knew that between those lines lies a threat. Lissie can't do anything, she just smiled bitterly before nibbling her lower lip, gently accepting her fate. She held onto her belly carefully before voluntarily came inside a million-dollar limo.
With her current condition, Lissie realized that she has no match for Kenneth. He was an ex-army, now working as one of the bodyguards under her husband Colton. Indeed, Lissie will only harm herself early before the surgery if she insists on leaving.
Silence crept inside the car. She watched the thunderous rain poured down outside her window whilst playing with her fingers. She's nervous, anxious, and overwhelmed.
“If I refuse to come, will the girl die?” Lissie softly murmured but it's enough for Kenneth to hear. “Maybe she deserves that. Don't you agree?” she said without looking at Kenneth.
On the other hand, Kenneth did not speak. He remained silent as he drove the limousine Colton owns.
She felt a hard pang in her chest. Risking the baby and her life for his mistress is something Colton had decided without her consent. Regardless, no options will be served as Colton is known for being a dictator not only in his manor but in all aspects especially in his office.
He did not like people talking back, refusing his orders, and people betraying him. He's allergic to it.
Crossing the 31st Fort Liberty Bridge, Lissie spit her curiosity aloud. “Who is the woman?”
“Her name is Andy Moore, Missus Vistagra.”
Kenneth is the only person who told her about the girl's name. She did not expect it. The shock painted a barren image in her mind. Among all the women that could be his mistress, why does it need to be her? Her blood abruptly boiled, and her mind has been poisoned with anguish.
Trains of thoughts come to her mind. A sudden idea flickered in his mind, sparkling in hope to get away with the Vistagras, especially Colton. In a swift yet dangerous move, Lissie lunged for the steering wheel and took the initiative and drove the car off. Other vehicles have been beeping them, probably because of the chaos in the road.
“You're putting our lives in danger, Missus Vistagra!” Kenneth Lim shouted as he was trying to take the steering wheel from her.
Deaf to his protest, Lissie did not let Kenneth take over. That was the time Lissie felt her belly stinging in pain as if her unborn child could sense the impending danger.
The limousine suddenly fell off the well-known river. Lissie closed her eyes after ogling at the cold, and dark river. The car bumped with ice, leaving a crack on the screen and the water to come in.
On that night, the accident on 31st Fort Liberty bridge caught the attention of plenty of people. The Vistagra got the news and immediately came to the scene. Unfortunately, the traffic jam delayed their arrival.
Amidst the chaos on that bridge, the accident caught plenty of people’s attention. The accident has been publicly announced on television, circulating in the internet stating that Lissie Jones-Vistagra— the wife of Colton Vistagra is now dead because of a car accident.
Three years later… “Ready?” The man beside Lissie inquired the moment the car ceased in front of a huge red carpet. Lissie took a deep breath, holding her chest before smiling. “Ready.” She replied with a laced smile. Northfolk City was holding an international exposition solely for fashion designers. It is an opulent event, holding top wedding gown designs, featuring selective fashion designers all over the world. Lissie Jones— or known as Bellissima Victoryn stepped out onto the red carpet. Countless flash came across her face. She stole the spotlight, wearing her confidence whilst her hand was on the man's arm. Countless photographers had her. She was wearing a gold mermaid tail style gown, along with her bullet earrings that cost million dollars she had bought from a well-known jewelry shop. Bellissima Victoryn became a global sensation when a couple of her designs became hot in the market. She was entitled as the “Designer of the Year”, and won an award. However, never did
Colton leaned on a massive marble wall, waiting for Lissie to come out. His dark features remained visible, and Lissie was stunned to see the man outside the comfort room. She did not anticipate Colton would comfort her too soon. Colton did not let Lissie pass. He saw Lissie make a face when her eyes set at the cigarette he was holding. Colton dropped it down, stepped on it before gazing back at Lissie.“Lissie Jones,” he called her name with a swirling emotion. Desperation, and longing flashed in his eyes. Ignoring him, Lissie threw a disposable tissue near her. She doesn't want to have a conversation or engagement with Colton. Thinking and seeing him only reminds her of the painful past she had with her ex-husband. There's no way she'd throw herself to his nightmare den again. As Lissie attempted to pass by, Colton grabbed her hand. He pushed her a little towards the marble wall. “Release me all at once. This is not something an engaged person should do. Cornering a woman?” Lissi
The exposition ended when his clerical assistant found him, and the two just left, leaving Colton alone, speechless. “I've been looking for you, Mr. Vistagra,” Homer Saltouen affirmed when he saw his boss stone-still. “The car is ready. We're set to leave.” Over the last three years, only a few knew what life Colton had and that includes his secretary, Homer. Since the accident occured three years ago at 31st Fort Liberty Bridge, Colton became more distanced and closed off. None of his family can closely talk to him past five minutes. “I need you to investigate something for me,” Colton affirmed coldly. “Take me all the information throughout the three years Lissie disappeared.” He demanded with a stern undertone. “Copy, sir.” The name Bellissima Victoryn doesn't ring a bell. The brilliant fashion and clothing brand had sent ripples to the fashion industry. Each fashion of a person increased, from timid to fierce, from neat to slay outfits. All because of Lissie's hit designs, a
Louis dropped Lissie at Enclaves Harbor, alone inside the vast residence. The night made her drained the moment she woke up in the morning. Lissie prepared her breakfast, and whilst she's in the midst of driving, Lissie's phone rang. Louis' name registered as the caller. Lissie hurriedly and picked up the call. “What’s up?” Lissie affirmed whilst driving. “I've been calling since 7 o’ clock in the morning,” Louis' voice sounded stoic. “Have you seen the news?” “Oh, I'm sorry. I was busy earlier. What happened?” Louis took a deep breath. “I think you should—” Louis failed to complete his sentence when a car bumped at Lissie's limited edition Lamborghini. Fortunately, Lissie was wearing her seatbelt, protecting her from getting any injury. Good thing, she's just driving at a moderate speed. If she goes any faster, surely she'd die. But indeed, people were right. Fortune favors the brave. Glancing beyond the windshield, Lissie's eyes set at a limousine that weighs a million-dollar
The dead air inside circulates around the car. Lissie's breathing hitched as Colton's nasty stares remained on her. In response, Colton lit up a cigarette inside his car, deliberately irritating Lissie's nose. “Are you happy now that you've annoyed the sh*t out of me?” Lissie asserted in an annoyed voice. Frustrated, Lissie pushed the driver seat a little using her right foot whilst fixing the button on her top. A sly smirk appeared in Colton's face. He seemed proud of himself. He opened the window a little and threw the cigarette away. “Give me all the relevant information you have for Louis. Make sure to delete all the copies otherwise—” She was cut off shut when Colton leaned a little closer near her. “Otherwise what?” Lissie was stunned momentarily. Seconds later, Lissie pushed Colton's shoulders off him with an annoyed look. She boldly took out a tooth pick she accidentally saw inside her purse. A playful smile crept on Colton's face, teasing Lissie with a menacing look. “
The blazing fury of the sun bore down her head. The intensifying heat gave her a headache. Colton's threatening, nasty words echoed in her mind, repeatedly flashing Louis’ deepest secret. A sleek BMW pulled over. The door swung open and a woman polished with her luxurious clothes stepped out. Andy Moore, cloaked in her limited edition YSL dress whilst holding her small baguette bag, took off her oversized sunglasses. “Mind spending five minutes with me Lissie?’” Andy inquired, slipping her sunglasses inside the pocket of her coat. Lissie clenched her jaw, the wind oozed and the strands of her hair had been blown by the wind. Lissie hoisted her hands and fixed the strands that came off the border. “I don't want to waste my time with you. We have nothing to talk about.” Lissie attempted to retreat, urging to leave the scene but Andy's harsh words caught her off guard. “I know you showed up yesterday to make me a laughingstock! Really? You claimed the spotlight that should've be
Louis dwells on accompanying Lissie. His mind is not at peace given what happened earlier in the morning. Louis didn't want him out of his sight, it makes him anxious each time he’s thinking of her. A small chuckle comes out her lips. Lissie reassured him, “Relax, Louis. I'm fine, okay? No goons will randomly show up to ruin my day again.” “You're not sure, Lissie. You can't just disregard this thing. Being with Colton Vistagra isn't safe.” He said with his warmth voice with a little touch of warning. “How about I'll handle your grandma's death? Just go back and—” Lissie didn't let Louis finish. “This is my own affair, Louis. I appreciate your help but I suggest you focus on yours and I'll do the same thing.” Lissie affirmed, showing him her huge smile. A tense situation inclined the two. He clearly doesn't understand the bond Lissie shared with her grandma. Loraine Jones loved Lissie all her life. She was the one who raised her, and taught her many things in life. All the wisd
The door creaked open and an astounding figure from Lissie Jones made Colton Vistagra drift his eyes on her. He put his pen down, along with shutting his computer the moment she came inside. Bearing her icy glares, Lissie narrowed her eyes at him.“It's a surprise you came here,” Colton smirked. “How may I help you?”Lissie made a sound. She clicked her tongue before scoffing. “Are you in the middle of doing something with Andy?” She inquired. Colton raised his eyebrow. “Andy and I—” before he could finish his statement, Lissie cut him off. “I want to ask you something,” Lissie affirmed— disregarding the topic about Andy. She doesn't care about her, why would she exert an energy to tackle Andy? However, the importance of Andy in Colton's life made Lissie realize it. Colton can't hide the annoyance in his face due to Lissie's quick change of behavior. She's far from the Lissie he once married five years ago. Her charm evolved into becoming more regal, ballistic, and her icy indiffe