ARIEL POV Today's episode was enough to make me to ugly cry, emotionally down and stuck with overthinking, but here I am here folding the clothes of the man who hurt me this morning. His words, like daggers, pierced my inner self. I was shocked and utterly bewildered. I thought we were husband and wife. Where was the trust? I packed the last set of his clothes into the closet. I turned abruptly, a little stunned at the presence of Ryan. I turned left, trying my possible best to ignore him. He reached out to me, as his hand gripped mine, not roughly but lightly. I felt a wave of sensation down my body at the contact, his warm hand doing justice to blocking how angry I was. "Milady, I know you are angry at me, but can you at least look at me?”As if I were under a spell, I was still in the same position. His palm grazed my chin, lifting it up, as our eyes met. I blinked, trying not to give way to tears. All my previous decisions to ignore him went down the drain, as the urge to

I sighed for the umpteenth time today, as I finally got to update my novel anonymously after a long period of time. Every time I felt so filled up, my mind was always wandering. Being a writer wasn't easy for me because my personal life interfered with my writing. I've been emotionally down, with different thoughts waging me day and night. It felt like my peace of mind was being thwarted. I wasn't happy. Ryan wasn't doing a good job either. He avoids me, and it only makes my heart ache. Even when I made the decision to keep him at arm's length, I felt it was a wrong move, so I will keep enduring, at least for the moment. I checked the comment section after I had pointed out the love story of Ryan and I will be ending in a sequel. The comments were lovely, as most encouraged me to upload on time.I was delighted and appreciated them. Readers who comment are the best. Kathleen and Eva are still the set of individuals who uplifted my spirit almost every time. They still try to convi

RYAN POV I hastened my footsteps, trying as much as possible to get to the 2nd floor of the hospital. I was tense slightly, worried about Evelyn, who had been hospitalized. It was my lunch period when I got a call that she was in the hospital as a result of food poisoning. How was that even possible? I made sure all the food and fruits provided to her were good and safe to consume. The doctor had given me a report on what the issue was, but I was least bothered about that. My legs halted on stepping on the room, as she was sitting on the bed, the nurse helping with the removal of the drips which seemed to have been passed through her body. She looked pale, a veil covering her face. Her gaze met mine, as the nurse left, leaving just her and me in the room. I took a few steps closer, as I let out a sigh of relief. "How are you feeling?”I asked, as she turned sideways. "I am fine now. I had a stomach ache early this morning. I thought it was just a normal one, not until Claudia

RYAN POV One of the bedrocks of marriage lives is the sexual part. It plays an important role, often as a means to express love among couples. It is mutual and loving, especially when enjoyed by both marriage partners. Last night happened to be the best I had with Ariel. It was phenomenal, and words alone can't explain it. Her hands lingering at the right places, coupled with her soft moans filling the air. Our bodies moved in rhythm as we consummated. I twirled around on my chair, imagining the scene from yesterday. I left the house early this morning, while watching Ariel sleep soundly, her hair plastered on her face, making her look like a sleeping beauty. The knock on my door jolted me out of my numerous thoughts on Ariel's ravishing body. I stared down, realizing I had a throbbing down there. I groaned slightly, dissuading off my thoughts, as I leaned close to my table. "Come in.”I spoke, as my gaze fell on the person appearing through the door. Her stare cut to

RYAN POV I yawned for the umpteenth time, resting my head against my palms, as I tried to rob off the fogginess that filled me. I haven't been able to have a proper sleep since Ariel left. It was frustrating to know that her presence served as an easy way of dealing with my insomnia. The light, soft fragrance that comes from her body often drew me to sleep land in no time. But now, I end up staying almost through the night, tossing and turning. I missed her. I shook my head, typing the remaining set of instructions to my new Secretary,Josh,who replaced Chloe. He had been good so far. Punctual and up to the task. He was a good replacement. I hit the send button as I rested my head on the chair. I ruminate over the investigator's information, feeling every part of me in turmoil. Was it possible Evelyn knew about this all this while? What if she doesn't actually have amnesia? I swallowed once, trying not to overthink or make a conclusion. I had the necessary health documents an