The shrill sound of Angelina's outdated Samsung mobile phone woke her up from a deep slumber.Subconsciously, she reached for it and with half-open eyes, she swiped the phone and answered without checking the caller ID. "Meet me at the West wing. Now."Her groggy, sleepy eyes instantly became wide open. That was unmistakably her newly-wedded husband's voice. Checking the time on her phone, she frowned when she discovered that it was just four thirty am in the morning! Why is he summoning her to his part of the mansion at this ungodly hour?Slipping on her flip-flops, she stealthily opened the door and noiselessly walked out of the east wing, so as not to disturb anyone else's sleep.Upon knocking once and turning the door knob, she found out that the door was actually open so she walked into the living room, only to find a slightly groggy-looking Maxwell pacing up and down. He still had his white shirt-dress on, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the top two buttons undo
As soon as Isabella finished eating, she smiled expectantly at Angelina. Seeing that, Angelina instantly understood what she wanted so she returned the smile before saying, "Atta girl! Now it's time for you to go brush your teeth and take a bath. Should I come and run the bath for you?"Isabella instantly protested by vigorously shaking her head at Angelina before scampering to her room, presumably to freshen herself up. Making Angelina smile satisfactorily while Lucy just bit her lower lip in apprehension. She had a bad feeling about this but there was nothing she could do. Afterall, Angelina is now the mistress of the house and everything she says is an order that must be obeyed!About thirty minutes later, Angelina and Lucy were both in Isabella's study room when the young girl walked in with a huge, self-satisfied grin on her face, revealing her teeth which were now much cleaner than usual. She had successfully done everything, including combing her hair and tying it into a p
Much to Angelina's relief, Maxwell was already waiting for her in the car by the time both she and Alicia came down the stairs, all decked up for the ceremony. She didn't want her friend to witness the indifference her supposedly besotted husband would definitely show when he sees her. That would have been quite absurd, since she had just finished bragging to her!Just as planned, Alicia and Angelina parted ways as they walked out of the house, as the former was going in Ethan's car. With careful, steady steps on her six inch heels, Angelina made her way to the waiting car. And as she thanked Gregory who opened the door for her and got in, a very enticing, familiar masculine scent engulfed her senses.Subconsciously, her long, attractive eyelashes fluttered and her eyes closed on their own accord, while she involuntarily took in a deep inhale of the alluring scent. Feeling someone's intense gaze on her, Angelina's eyelids drifted apart, and her gorgeous doe-like eyes slowly opened, on
It's been a week since the eventful day their ring exchanging ceremony was held and since then, Angelina had been seeing lesser and lesser of Maxwell. He has taken to spending more time at the office nowadays and when he finally comes home around eight p.m in the night, he just locks himself up in his study, working until the wee hours of the night.Angelina tried her best to change the situation but to no avail. He never gives her any chance to see him, not to talk of urging him to step up his game since he was doing a very lousy job acting as a doting husband. Even the domestic workers and Lucy were already getting suspicious as they kept passing subtle remarks about the way the master of the house seldom stays at home recently.However, typical of her, Angelina didn't let that bother her as she spends the entire day everyday mingling around with everyone living in the mansion, most especially Isabella. Within the short period of a week, she and the young girl had become very good f
"Don't worry Mrs. Gallagher, he's stable now. But I need to know, has he been feeding well lately? Or stressing himself out a lot?" "Actually Dr. Eddie, he has indeed been stressing himself out a lot— too much infact. He's the epitome of a workaholic; he spends all day working at the office and at night, he hardly sleeps at all. And about feeding, that's the worst! He survives on protein bars at the office and at home, he mostly just picks at his food when someone is watching but if he's alone, he doesn't even bother to eat anything at all." "Alright, Mrs. M.J, keep talking about me as if I'm not here!" Angelina turned to look at Maxwell who was sitting down on a two-seater couch in the living room, looking much better now that the doctor had given him an injection. She had panicked when she saw him earlier, screaming loudly until Arnold rushed in. When he saw her trying to call the emergency line, he stopped her and instead, called Dr. Eddie Chan, Maxwell's private doctor who
Angelina was shocked at the reception she received at M.J Tech the following day when she went to deliver Maxwell's lunch. She had been contemplating on whether or not to go to her old apartment and dress up as Marcus Reed before going but when she recalled Maxwell's reaction when she suggested dressing as his little man once again, she instantly gave up on that idea. So she braced up and just took a leap of faith by going dressed in her female attire. If worst comes to worst, she could just call Maxwell on the phone so he could send someone to collect the food for him.However, as soon as she got to the massive gates, the familiar security guards bowed their heads respectfully at her, addressing her as Mrs. M.J and welcoming her to the company. Likewise at the lobby, the receptionists and all the other familiar workers either passing by or at their desks, kept greeting her with the respect due for their boss's wife. At first, Angelina was surprised by their instant recognition of h
"Alright sir! I'm ever ready to be of service!"Maxwell frowned slightly. "That's what you need to rectify first."Confused, Angelina frowned. "What? What do I need to rectify, sir?" "That word. You need to stop addressing me as 'sir'. Immediately. You can't just go and slip up by calling me 'sir' in front of Nanna. And I meant what I said about gearing up. Nanna is very perceptive and one slight mistake could blow the cover. And believe me, you wouldn't like the outcome of that. So, beware. " "Ookey dookey sir… oops! I mean, okay darling!"Maxwell sent her a glare so cold that she subconsciously retreated a step backwards. "Yikes! Chillax, si… 'not-sir'!"This time around when he sent her another icy glare, instead of retreating, she just grinned at him. "Well, I'm not allowed to call you sir and I'm also not allowed to call you by an endearment. So, what else do you expect me to call you, not-sir?"Maxwell pursed his lips. What in the name of all that's
Later that night, Maxwell was forced to retire to his bedroom in the early hours of the night, unlike before as his Nanna's hawk-like eyes were alert and keenly observing all his and Angelina's moves.However, as soon as he stepped into the large, simply but elegantly furnished bedroom, his brows instantly furrowed. It was as if he had stepped foot into a foreign territory and if not for the familiar king-size bed, chaise-lounge and grey curtains, he wouldn't have recognized his own bedroom! Everything had changed completely. Even his signature masculine scent had now been replaced with a very nice, enticing floral and vanilla scent.The dressing-table which hitherto had his designer wrist-watches, different cologne brands and perfumes, now had a neat arrangement of female cosmetics, colognes, hair care products and lots more. And when he opened his extra-large walk-in closet which was so big it could pass for a room, he just pursed his lips in annoyance when he saw the endless rows o