Gwen Shivers worked as a fashion illustrator and designer at one of the biggest fashion companies in the country. Charles Emmett is the new CEO of Emmett Inc. met Gwen on an accidental encounter. They fell in love with each other at first sight. Their relationship was kept secret from everyone around them because of Charles status. Gwen got pregnant, Charles was so happy that he proposed to her. Their conversation was heard by his mother who vowed to do anything to split them apart. Seven months into her pregnancy, she was pushed down the stairs by Charles's mother and was rushed to the hospital. When she woke up from her unconsciousness, she got to know that Charles was engaged to another woman and they were planning to get married. She was devastated and vowed not love again and just take care of her child. Charles' mother told him that Gwen said she didn't want to marry him anymore and that their baby is dead. He didn't believe her but she showed him the engagement ring he gave her. He searched everywhere for her but it was as if she disappeared. He also vowed not to love again, he became ruthless and cold to everyone around him.... Six years later, they were brought together again......
View More“I'll drop you off at home.” His voice jerked me out of the thoughts that was swirling in my head. Since our ordeal the other time, I've not had it in me to sleep at all. I could not close my eyes talk less sleep. “What?” “You have made it a habit of making me repeat what I say right?” He replied me. “Oh. Sorry. But I can get myself home by myself.” I said to him. I was already planning on doing so before he said it. I stood up from the bed ignoring his presence and made my way to the bathroom. Needing to wash my face and put myself in order before I left. I felt much more better than I was throughout the whole of yesterday. Only God knows what he gave to me. But whatever it is, I really appreciated it. It was like I as never sick. I sighed as I threw water on my face. After I was done with that, I threw my hair up in a messy bun. It was strange how I was not shy around the man to say the least. There should be this level of shyness where I should feel like he should not see my
I shut my eyes immediately when I opened them. They felt too heavy. I felt as though bricks were tied at the edge of my eyes and pulled them apart. This is really terrible. After a few minutes of battling within myself, I forced myself to open my eyes. The ceiling looked unfamiliar so a feeling of fear gripped me. What was I doing in this place? Before I could put two and two together, I heard Charles' voice. “Calm down. You're safe.” Immediately I heard his voice, my frayed nerves calmed instantly. Don't ask me why, I don't know why myself. It's a reflex reaction that just happened. I looked towards the direction of where the voice came from and I saw him sitting on a chair that was somewhere in the corner of the room. He had a book in his hands like he was reading it and a pair of glasses perched on his nose. Don't ask me how I can see that too, I just saw it. But when did he start using glasses? The question found its way to my mind. “You like it? I started using it a few year
I was sitting in his arms in a comfortable silence a few minutes later. It felt like the silence was comfortable but it was nowhere near the turmoil going on within me. As much as I wanted to be in his arms, we needed to talk. Maybe I've been overreacting all of these while. Maybe it was all my fault. I can't get over the fact of what happened to him. It's exhilarating. “We need to talk.” I said simply and I felt him stiffen behind me. Here goes nothing and everything. “Yeah. We need to.” He affirmed and I nodded like I wanted his permission to actually go ahead to talk. “About Charlie, I think we can work around something. Probably get you to meet her and introduce you to her officially.” I said. It was easier said than I had anticipated or expected. I did not expect it to be that easy for me to say. Maybe I already knew that this day would come and that I'd have to talk about it sooner or later. And my mind knew that I could turn Charles away for so long. Hearing about the ac
It was like cold water was doused on me. My head was heavier than it ought to be right now and I could not wrap it around the fact he just spewed. There was no way in hell he had an accident. If he did, the media would have taken it. They would have made a run out of the story. But I did not by any chance hear this anywhere. Nothing. That was why this all sounded strange in my ears. The worst part of this whole thing was him saying that he got a call from someone that they knew where I was. “Why did you go? That's the dumbest thing you could have done. You went without verifying. You don't even know if it was all a fake alert to lure you out and get you killed.” I was suddenly mad. At the fact that he had risked his life and his well being just in the name that he was looking for me. “Can't you hear a word of what I'm saying right now? I'd do anything to find you then, which I did. I did not even care about it. I did not later reach out to the person again because it was a burner
The doorbell rang over and over again. I did not want to answer it. Probably to pretend that I was not in the house. But it's been persistent for five minutes now. So I dragged myself out of my chair and walked out of the office. When I got to the door and saw who it was through the tablet on the wall, a sick smile made its way to my face and for once, I was thankful that Mag was not around the house. I opened the door and stayed back. It was not surprising that she was allowed to enter here at all. I made sure that once my security team downstairs saw she was the one, they sent her up. It started from the last time she was here and that seemed to be like ages ago. Stepping back did not do justice to what happened next. Immediately I opened the door and she walked in, my head swung to the side with my face blaring in pain. “You fucking bastard! How dare you?” Anger was evident in her tone. But I did not care. Not even a little. “I think we need to have a little talk about you rai
It was weekend fast. The week ram by so quickly, I was dazed. Well, that was actually a good thing. I'll get to see Charlie. That was always the highlight of my week. I picked up my phone to call Adeline if Charlie was home with her already and she said yes. Okay, there was no need going to her school again. If tired had any other name, it was me right now. I was tired to my bones. It felt like I'd break down soon if I do not get any rest. My body ached all over, but I had deadlines to meet. Some where easy while some where pretty hard. “There is no way in hell you'd tell me that you are okay.” Tam's voice interrupted my thoughts. I did not even know when she walked into the room. “When did you come in?” I asked. “Like five minutes ago. And I knocked for about ten minutes before I open by myself? How about that?” She was being sarcastic. I knew it. I sighed gently, running my hand through my hair. “I'm tired that's all.” “To the point where you didn't hear me knocking?” She
I told her it would be wise if she did not underestimate me. But, Gwen being who she was, declined. That is why two days after our last encounter, I am in front of Charlie's school. Determined to introduce myself to her today. Since Gwen was not ready to tell her about me, I might as well do the bidding by myself. Get the headache out of the way. I was hurt when she told me that Charlie thought I was dead. I mean, how could she have done that? To me? To her? She deserved to know that I am alive. That she had a father like her other school mates. Given what happened with us, I did not blame or fault her for keeping me away from her life. But now that she knew that what happened didn't exactly happen even though she did not want to admit it to herself, she should have told me about her. Kayden had advised me against this idea of mine that it might eventually blow up in my face. But I was not having it. Gwen will not do anything. She has said she won't and knowing her, she won't. I
“It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr Edwards.” I stretched out my hand for a handshake in which the man in front of me grabbed and shook gently. “Thank you. I have high hopes. And I hope you do not disappoint.” He said firmly but in a kind way. It would be obvious to a blind person that the man was attracted to me. Ever since he walked into the conference room, the way he looked at me and how he listened to everything that I said word for word. Every move I made was under his scrutinizing gaze and I could say that made me feel a little uneasy. To be honest, he was not a bad looking man. Any lady would find him attractive and fall at his feet. But the part where I beat myself up for was the fact that I found myself comparing him to Charles. I hated myself for that. I should behave like every normal female in this room right now. One could tell from the dreamy look they had on their faces that they would do anything that he wanted them to do. He was every woman's dream man.
If I thought I got rid of him after that night, I lied. Deep down in my mind, I knew that it would not be easy to get rid of him. I mean, he was him. After two days, he did not say anything to reach out to me or make any signs. So I thought he took what I said with seriousness and decided not to reach out to me and stay away from my child and I. Little did I know, I thought humorously as I settled in the chair in my office properly and looked outside the door that my secretary just walked out of. He just told me not that he was outside and waiting to see me. Which was definitely not like him. The Charles I knew would literally have barged in by himself not minding the fact that there's a set down rule. Not like he cared about anything like that. And me being me, I told him to let him in. The more reasonable part of me told me to turn him away but I knew this conversation would happen sooner or later. So it's better to get it over and done with. After a few seconds of anticipating
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