Elena POV Early the next morning after my checkup at the hospital I decided to go to Jessica's house. I didn't call or text that I was coming.It's been a long time since I visited her or even heard from her. When I arrived at the house as usual, I was welcomed by the friendly housekeeper, Maria. She greeted me with a knowing smile and led me through the hallway.We ended up in the kitchen, and sure enough, there as always Jessica was cooking. I wonder if in her past life she was a chef or something.Because every time I saw her, she was always in the kitchen fixing a meal or two.I scanned her from head to toe, almost bursting into laughter. She was covered with flour, her hair pinned up messily like she didn't care, humming a soft tune as she leaned over a bowl of dough. The smile on her place was warm and convincing that this was definitely her happy place of all.When she noticed me, her eyes widened, and then a soft laugh escaped her lips. “ Elena?”I walked inside smiling aft
Elena POV As soon as I sipped the cocktail, I almost choked when I heard his confession.Coughing as I tapped my chest gently “ water” I said, in a hoarse voice.“ Elena, Elena” he called out, extending the glass of water my way.I took it sharply, gulping it down till there was no more water in the cup.I tried to catch my breath blinking rapidly as my throat burned.After a while I steadied myself and then looked up at him. “ Are you ok now” he asked, a masked concern on his face.I cleaned the corner of my mouth with the napkin placed on the table. “ Yes, I'm ok ahmm…what did you say again?” I cleaned the corner of my mouth acting like I didn't hear him the first time.“ Arrr I was saying that” his eyes darting back to the table as if looking for what he didn't lose. “ we should come here often. I mean there service is top notch.”“ Oh,” I smiled softly, “ alright”“Yeah”Feeling the atmosphere becoming awkward I cleared my throat softly, “ ahmm…. Damien it was nice having dinner wi
Elena POV In a cafe not too far from the office, I sat beside Damien with a cup of coffee in my hand.“ Thank you Damien for agreeing to meet with Pete” I said smiling.He nodded, brushing it off like it was nothing.Earlier I had called him to accompany me out and even though he didn't know why he still agreed. He's really such a sweet soul and I'm grateful he accompanied me.Pete soon arrived a few minutes later with an annoying smirk on his face. He settled down opposite me staring from me to Damien.“ What?” I asked, tired of the silence.“ Another one…” he said nonchalantly.I rolled my eyes at him not wanting to indulge in any talk that's not related to the business that carried me here in the first place.“ You can ignore him if you want, just give me what I came here to collect,” I said. He looked at me for a while which irritated me and annoyed me at the same time. “ Look Pete..”“ I want to talk to you alone” he interrupted in a more serious and unarguable tone.I sighed k
Elena POV Staring at my phone screen as I sat at Nana's bedside. I read the text over and over again.My father's house. I had long forgotten about that. I had long forgotten about everything he took from me and how he deceived me.Why was he back? Why can't he just let me have my peace. Now that I seem to be happy, he just had to come back into my life and for what?For what?I felt frustrated and at the same time mandated to go. This was my only chance to get back what I lost months ago and I'm not going to let it slip from my hand.But should I trust him? No, never, I'll never trust him again after everything he has done to me. He practically humiliated and abandoned me to survive on scraps.He's the reason why I am in this situation in the first place. If only we had married, I probably wouldn't be so emotionally stressed out. If only he was faithful.Of Course I was going to collect what was mine but this time I won't be going alone. I bit my lower lips calculating how to get
Elena POV I stood still in front of the hospital room door unable to live. I couldn't bring myself to just get up and leave even though I didn't know what I did wrong.All I did was cook for her.She looked very happy eating them earlier, what changed. What?And Alex? How could he blame me that fast without even bothering about asking anything and who told him I cooked. It was meant to be a surprise for him.Does this mean he doesn't trust me?Does this mean I won't even stand a chance? What was I even thinking, being happy about my feelings? I bit my lips, tears streaming down slowly as the realization settled in that I and Alex are very far apart in every aspect.It really broke me into pieces thinking he could just accuse me just like that without any further understanding at all.Was it all that was to him?I really hope Nana is alright.“ Ma’am” a guard called me back to reality. “ Young master said we should escort you home”“ Tell him I'll wait here Instead” I insisted.The
By the time we got home, it was 3 o'clock. Nana was taking her rest after her afternoon medications. I didn't see Alex, his car wasn’t in the driveway, and I didn’t bother asking where he went. Probably work. Or maybe somewhere else, who knew anymore?I'm sure he had gone to the office. No one was around, except maids doing their usual.After dropping the items on the kitchen counter I thanked the guards and then proceeded to prepare what I needed to cook with.The maids insisted even when I said they should relax and be free.They exchanged looks—hesitation, guilt maybe—but eventually they stepped back. Still hovering nearby. Still watching. I guess no one here really knew how to relax.I rolled up my sleeves and got to work.Chopping, peeling, rinsing. The familiar motions calmed my racing thoughts. It's been a long time since I actually cooked a real meal.It's either the chefs or restaurant food. It's a good thing I insisted on making these myself. After all, I'm cooking for Nana