Just when Eloise had thought things would get better in her marriage, her husband divorces her and she’s back to having nothing but the seed he’d left in her, his heiress. She’d changed her identity to move on from him and to stay away from him But three years after the divorce, Eloise uses the black Amex card her billionaire ex-husband Edward Bassett had left with her for a medical emergency and there he finds her. Edward wants her back and he’d do anything to have her, even if it meant playing tricks.
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“So what? You’re just going to walk away from my life like we hadn’t spent the last two years as married couples?” “Yes.” His voice plain like this was just some mere question. “Is this what you want? A Divorce?” I asked. “Yes.” “And what about last night?” I flung my hands in the air, my eyes staring at my Adonis of a husband as he knotted his tie. “Eloise.” He paused, his eyes taking me in. “That was just a mere night Elle, you couldn’t have counted it as anything serious, could you?” The causality in his voice was torn to my flesh, I hated it. I looked at him, so many words to say but it felt like my tongue was caught. He nodded negatively, “you did? It was just a night Elle, you didn’t have to savor it.” “I did Savor it, it was my first time and our first time as married couples in two years of being married. How could you think I would take it as a joke?” I asked but was answered with his silence. What did I expect from an emotionally unavailable, self absorbed man like Edward Bassett? He stopped what he was doing and looked me straight in the eyes, as he slowly made his way towards me. He reached where I was standing and stared at him. “You knew a day like this would come, Elle.” He smiled at me and I wondered why. He was divorcing me and he was smiling like there was something fun going on. He gently grabbed my face and I looked him in the eye, he was serious. “Then why did you do it?” I pressed my lips together trying to hold back the tears. “Do what?” He asked and I realized he was still holding me so I pushed him away from me. “All of the time we spent together lately, the date nights, the movies, how you made me feel, we had sex, Edward. Did that not mean anything to you?” He nodded negatively, a smile on his face. “No, Eloise. I was just trying to fulfill my duty as your husband before divorcing you. You knew this day would come. We signed a contract.” “So all of that was to fulfill your duty?” I wiped my eyes and watched as he nodded without any remorse. I was a fool to think that he loved me. I was so stupid to think that things could finally work out and we would be a happy couple. “These are the papers, sign them and I promise to keep to my ends of the bargain and give you your payment.” “I do not want any stupid payment, I want you,” I yelled. “I’ll head downstairs, our guests are waiting for us. It’s the last day of us being a married couple. We should enjoy it. I’ll be waiting for you downstairs.” He patted me on my shoulder, still smiling as he walked out. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I picked the papers up from the bed and read them line after line, word after word. He really wanted things done with me. He was serious about it. I hadn’t expected this, this wasn’t what I thought would happen today of all days which happened to be our second anniversary. Yes, the only reason why Edward Bassett, who was my boss two years ago, had asked me to marry him was because he needed to save his father’s legacy, it was just a contract and although our marriage kicked off roughly, things were slowly looking better. Not until months ago, Edward hadn’t had my time or cared that he had a wife, he’d been too carried away by work and I barely saw him but then he changed, always wanting to be sure that I was okay, being around me and trying his best to make time for me. For the first time yesterday, we had sex to celebrate our two years of being married, I could remember every stroke of his hard cock against my wet pussy. The way he made me feel, that couldn’t have been fake, that couldn't have meant anything to him? His little whispers of nothing. The way he clung to my skin. How could he? I looked at the papers again, my name boldly written on them. Eloise Vanessa Bassett. Was this real? No, it couldn’t. The sound of soft music from our anniversary party played gently, making me feel weird about everything. Something was wrong somewhere, he had been the one to coax me into having an anniversary party, he had been the one to make all of the plans, he told me he had something special to tell me, he couldn’t be the divorce, he sounded too happy for it to be a divorce. I needed to see him, if he needed space, then I would give him space, but he needed to tell me what was wrong. I picked myself up from the chair and stormed out of the room. I reached the main room where the party was being held. Businessmen roaming around, meeting up with other people of their caliber while my eyes ransacked the entire room for my husband. I had searched for a few minutes and hadn’t seen him. As a maid passed by me, I stopped her and asked for the whereabouts of my husband. “Have you seen my husband?” I asked, my hopes high that talking to him could solve things. “I saw him go to the guest room. Mrs Bassett.” “Okay, thank you.” I gave a fake smile and immediately headed for the stairs but as I walked by I was stopped by an older lady who looked so stunning and also looked like she had a million things to say. “Darling, congratulations on your anniversary. I wish you guys many happy years as a beautiful couple.” I smiled. That would only work if I could talk to my husband right now. “Thank you, I smiled.” “And it looks like there’s a little one coming soon.” She looked at my tummy and I smiled. Fuck I wanted to be out of here immediately. The woman, who I remember her name to be Mrs Huston, is a family friend and I didn’t want to be rude to her but I had to see my husband before he made a mistake that could ruin both of us. “Thank you so much. If you could please excuse me I have something urgent to attend to, I promise, I will be back soon.” She smiled at me and patted my hand warmly. “Sure there.” I nodded and gave one last fake smile before climbing up the stairs and heading to the guest room. I reached the guest room and without wasting a second, I pushed the door open, barging into the room. “Edwa….” I gasped at the sight in front of me, my jaw dropping, my legs suddenly forgetting how to stand and every bone in my body letting go of me. The sounds I heard were horrible and I felt faint.Eloise’s povPresent dayI woke up that morning to my daughter’s soft breath. The sun was rising through the curtain of the small but clean room they had given us. It wasn’t Paris, but it was quiet—a new beginning.I looked at Selena; her little hand tightly gripped the side of her blanket. She looked so still. So pure.I sighed and touched her face as I brushed her hair out of her face.“Hey baby,” I smiled as she stretched awake while blinking. “You should get up. We need to leave for work.”She blinked multiple times. “Are we going someplace, Mama?”I smiled back and kissed her forehead. “Yes, baby. I have work today. But don’t worry. You’re coming with me.”She clapped her hands and sat up quickly, her excitement making me laugh. “Yay! I want to see your new kitchen!”“Not today, my little chef. But you’ll see where Mama works.”We both got ready. I wore a soft cream blouse and simple black pants, and my hair was neatly packed up. Not too dressed but serious was my aim. It was my
Edward’s povI sat down with a calm note on my face as I saw the doctor walking in.Wearing his white coat, his glasses balanced on his nose. He looked at me with a faint smile.“Good evening, Edward,” he cooed. “I trust you’re well?”I met his gaze with frosty eyes. “Just do it,” I snarled. “Give me what you brought.”I was impatient and it showed. But I didn’t care. I needed this done so I could start pressing out my judgment.He gave a slow nod. “Of course.”He kept his back to me as he walked across the room and put a black medical case on the table. When he’d opened that, I knew with absolute certainty what he’d take out of it.But I had to have it confirmed by somebody else. He glanced up at me, then over at Charlotte who was standing hard and tight in a corner as if she were a schoolgirl who’d been caught stealing. She wouldn’t look me in the eye.Dr. Harris opened the folder, skimmed the first page with his eyes, and then he coughed softly.He looked straight at me and proclai
Edward’s povIt was late in the evening. I was in my study. The golden lamp on my table was throwing a soft beam on the sparse documents and the unattended cup of coffee. The house was dead silent, too silent to my liking. Charlotte had taken Carmen with her to the room and I had got some time for myself after a long time, to sort things out in my head.I tilted against the hard back of my leather chair and pressed both hands against my eyes, rubbing them slowly as if by doing so would help alleviate the problem I was having.But then before giving up; before everything went black inside me, there were two buzzes from my phone.For a second or two I blinked at it nonchalantly.It was an unsaved number.Not waiting for a second ring, I picked up, I got up from the chair, and shuffled to the door. Slowly I turned the lock. It was essential that no one came in, especially Charlotte. I had to have this call alone and for some reason, I felt like it was an important one. A very important
Edward’s povWe got back home that evening. I was so mad at her that I couldn’t even say anything to her.I could feel her staring at me but I didn’t care.I got back and heard Carmen playing in her room but I walked to the living room and turned to face Charlotte. I was mad.I started to laugh at first while the pain hit me.She was confused as to why I was laughing.“You know the funny thing is that I actually believed… just for a moment… that perhaps you had changed.”Her face drained of color. “Edward, don’t—”I held up a hand to stop her. “Don’t beg. Don’t explain. Just listen.” She swallowed and nodded her head.“Bloody fool,” I said, and paced a bit. “A complete bloody twit to let you back in—back into my life. To think maybe. Maybe time had made you better. Wiser.”She tried to tooth me as I stepped back. "Don't touch me. Don't come near me." She started to cry. “Edward…”“I want you to get out of this house and my life at once.”“Edward, please—don’t do this. I’m pregnant… a
Edward’s povI stood outside the office door, just about to head into the hallway when I heard voices. Charlotte’s voice. And Dr. Lennox’s.At first, I didn’t want to listen. I was tired, angry, and confused about my illness. But then I heard my name—and I paused.I leaned in closer.As much as I was confused as to why she was here, I didn’t like the part where she had to be here. It wasn’t her business to be here.I tried to tell myself that she was here to see my doctor but I kept my calm.I would just listen to what she would say and know if she was truly as good as she said she was. Maybe she had changed.My mind tried to tell me she had but I guessed she had.However, the words that followed made my body freeze.Charlotte was telling him to increase my medication.Not because I was getting worse.Not because the treatment had changed.No.She wanted me to be weak. Sick. Helpless.Her exact words were, “I need him sick so he’ll depend on me.”I didn’t breathe. I couldn’t even move
Charlotte’s povThe moment I got to dr Lennox’s office, I knocked as he opened up and panicked when he saw me.“You shouldn’t be here,” he muttered as he looked around, looking for someone or anyone to be afraid of.“What are you talking about?”I entered and shut the door behind as he went to stand before me“Charlotte, what do you want?” he snapped.I smiled and rolled my eyes.“Oh relax. I am not here to threaten you. I’m only here to know how his treatments are going?”“Since when did you care about Edward?”“Since I knew that killing him would leave his money to me.”“You shouldn’t be here,” he repeated. “Edward is in the building right now, if he or anyone else sees you I can only imagine the questions it will raise.”I looked away for a moment and thought before turning back to him. “I know but I’m smart about it. I made sure he didn’t see me. I just need to talk to you.”He sighed and finally sat back down, rubbing his forehead like I was actually giving him a headache.“I ho
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