I was acting brave but my tears were spilling down my cheeks continuously. He didn't say a word to her, didn't stop to not use such language for me. Inhaling deeply, I stepped out of his house.
'I won't live here. I'll go away. If he can not respect me. It was his problem. I wasn't interested in his affair with her.'
The air was chilled. I pulled the hood over my head and pulled the hem to my forehead. So I could cover my face more. The silence of the night is deafening as I slowly walk down the road that’s faintly lit by tall street lamps at the one side of the single road.
The highway wasn't far from his mansion. I glanced back at the mansion. Then I looked down at me. I couldn't keep his/her father away.
Suddenly, I was feeling bad. I couldn't do this to him. I had spent my life without my parents. It was so difficult.
A line formed between his brows but he didn't open his mouth to scold me nor he talked about it. How did I walk out of his house? Practically, he should rebuke me but nothing. That was really a matter to think about. What was going in his mind? He wouldn't hurt my brother, would he? I yawned again and blinked away the laziness. I moved to get out of the bed. He stood up immediately. I stilled. He sauntered toward the walking closet and returned with cream and grass-green gown, "Get ready. You can stay home if you want." He said. His voice was calm. Now I was sure, something was definitely wrong. "No, I wanna go," I said in a weak voice. He nodded his head and spun at the door. He closed it but I saw him looking at me before closing it. &n
There was a surprising look on my face when I woke up in the morning. I stared at Agat in shock. He was standing in front of me holding the tray of food. I glanced at the clock. He was getting late for his office. "You don't have to do this." I looked up at him with my sleepy eyes. "Actually, I'm waiting for you to wake up. Can we talk later? Let's eat first." He asked as he sat in front of me. "You'll be late for the office," I said. "I can manage my work from any corner of the world," He sat at the edge and placed it on the nightstand. He cupped my cheek and inclined closer. I could feel his warm and soft lips when he kissed me, "Eat," He smiled, pulling back. I couldn't resist the smile. He meant everything to me. We had our meal looking at each other. H
I sauntered out of the elevator. Branton and his companion were following me. My eyes were looking at only one person. She was sitting in front of the desktop with a little frown. "Becca," I said out loud. "Oh my god!" Her smile replaced the frown. She got on her feet and rushed at me. She hugged me tightly, "What are you doing here? I was going to come to see you at your home." She said as she pulled back her head. "I was missing you." I smiled. She held my hand and led me toward her desk. I sat down on the chair. She wasn't going to hear me. So no use arguing with her, "I'm so sorry. I I... My mother was hospitalized. I had to go. She got a kidney transplant." She said with sadness on her face. I did not know anything about her family. She mostly talked about her mothe
I tucked my hair in a bun as I walked down the stairs. I woke up when Agat was ready to go to his office. "Good morning," I said with a smile. He turned, still grasping his file. He put it down on the table and paced toward the mattress. He glanced at me with a curl on his lips. He placed his hand on my jaw and pressed his lips softly on my lips, "How are you feeling?" He asked, drawing his head back. My cheeks felt warm to me, "I'm good," I shyly said. His head snapped at the table as it began to ring. He took long strides and answered, "I'll be there," he slipped it in his pocket. He gathered his files," Are you going?" I asked. "Yes, I'll be back soon." He said as he looked at me. I smiled and nodded. He paced toward me and pecked on my cheek before pacing out of the room.
I rolled over and put my feet on the carpet. My sonography date was coming near. My stomach was still small, but I could feel the changes in my body. I wasn't prepared for it. But I loved my baby and my husband. I could do it, I pushed away from the thoughts of pounds, I was gaining in the upcoming time. Yesterday was my appointment with my mother in law in the hospital. She declared me absolutely fine. There was a scar on my shoulder but it wasn't that bad. I wouldn't mind wearing an out-shoulder dress. My scars were my beauty. I gathered my hair in my hand and twisted it, making a loose bun of it at my nape. Clenching my phone, I walked downstairs. Victoria was already sitting in the dining hall. I didn't like this life where I had to just sit and do nothing and spend my husband's money. "Hi!" She smiled at me, "You didn't mean
My dress was matching with Becca's. She put on a white belt around her waist to show her curves. It was so sudden, entirely unexpected. If I wasn't wrong. Victoria was getting her happiness. She didn't sleep last night when she tugged me with her to her room to show me her wedding gown. I brushed my finger on the wavy strands touching my cheek. My curly hair was wrapped in a loose bun. I swiped mascara on my lashes. "Aly, I haven't told you about him." She said as she ran the hairbrush in her straight hair. I batted my eyes and put it back, "The one who makes you glow," I smirked as I glanced at her. She ran her finger on the screen of her phone. She blushed as she stared at it, "Here!" Excitedly, she turned the screen of her phone at me. A tall man was smiling in the picture d
Agat accompanied me to my first appointment. My mother in law was already present in the room. She smiled at me, "How are you doing?" She kissed my head and looked at my stomach. It wasn't flat anymore."We're doing great, mom." I placed my hand on my stomach.She nodded with a smile. I wanted to check on the baby earlier, but I couldn't ask them to hurry. Mom was a doctor and she knew better than me. I had seen Victoria's report. My baby would look like a dot, I guess.Everything was good between Agat and his family. They had seen it on the news channels.I was already wearing a loose gown. I laid on the
I shoved her thoughts away before stepping in my office. I was extremely worried about her. She was pregnant with our twins. It wasn't easy to rein my thoughts. "Mark," I said as I strode behind the desk. "Sir," He extended his hand. He was tall and slim. He always wore black leather jacket. I hired this private agent when my wife got shot. I was actually disappointed with him as he was the best in his job and he couldn't gather anything against him. I did a handshake, "Any progress?" I asked. "Yes, sir." He said with a terse nod. I exhaled, "Please," I gestured with my hand at the seat. I put the phone on the desk. I was waiting for her call. Though, the guards were with her. Still, she was fragile. She didn't want to accept it. Her body was changing. I lo