Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claudette Reed : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

I woke up feeling sore and groggy. The last thing that I remember is the flashing lights of the emergency vehicles approaching the car and Dominic getting out. Did he run? What happened after I passed out? I felt a hand on mine and gently squeezed it out of reflex. “She’s awake,” I heard a familiar voice say. “Isaac?” “It’s me, Steph. I’m here.” His voice got closer and I heard him stand up from a chair next to the bed I was laying on. He kissed my forehead and I heard some more steps approaching me. “Steph? Baby?” My mom called out to me. I felt her soft hand grab hold of mine and give it a squeeze.“I’m okay, mama.” “I’ll go tell the doctor that she's awake.” I recognized that voice as Isabella's. A hand brushed my forehead gently and pushed some hair back on my head. “You&rsquo

Isaac hadn’t come back into the hospital room after he excused himself to get a drink, and I learned from his mom the next day that he went out to a pub and got drunk that night because he was so upset. Whether he was upset over the accident or the fact that I’m pregnant, I couldn’t tell you. I wasn’t in the hospital long, and apparently, my parents had arranged movers to bring my things from my condo to their house the very night of the accident, even before I had agreed to move back in with them. I’ve been here a week now, and I left the hospital with a black eye, among other various bruises, three cracked ribs, a strained neck, and a severe concussion. I’ve had nightmares of Dominic coming after me every night since the accident, and sometimes I wake up screaming and covered with sweat. I’ve woken my parents a couple of times, especially the first nights back home.&n

Later that day, I pulled out a piece of paper and decided to make points of things I knew about Dominic so that I could begin my plan of revenge. He tried to kill me, and he’s now haunting my dreams, so it’s time to make his life hell. The only issue is… I have to do it entirely incognito. Here were the points that I currently had:• Has a poor reputation for how he treats women• Is a sexual dom• Misogynistic• Cares highly about profit• Lacks contacts in Asia (unknown where)• All ads are of him - no models used• Gets off when called out on his shit• Uses only high-end fabrics• Oversees the entire process Then came the things that Isaac and I had decided on in the hospital:• I will fake a miscarriage so he doesn’t come after me again• Tear up the contract

3rd PERSON POVMatthew Greene has been seething in his office for hours now, plotting with his wife the revenge for their daughter, who was upstairs, 3 months pregnant, with bruises and cracked ribs, along with a concussion that caused her to faint just hours ago.  His wife and he learned that there were only two people in the world who knew about Stephanie’s pregnancy, and that was her assistant Louisa and her best friend Isaac. Those were the people that they had to work with, along with the entire family who agreed to help them out. His brother Ben agreed to stop by the house and brainstorm with them, but so far, Matthew had his own plan to destroy Dominic Knight and his company.  The list of ideas that his daughter had jotted down earlier was a good start and gave him and his wife some good ideas of where to begin, but they needed some help to put their ideas into action. Ben would also be able

We had no issue getting to the Taylor residence without any paparazzi, and I breathed a breath of relief once we were inside and I was able to take the itchy blonde wig off.  “He’s upstairs in his room,” Isabella answered my unasked question with a motion of her hand to the steps.  I nodded my head to her and began walking up the steps and towards Isaac’s room. I could hear my parents and Isabella make their way to the living room to sit and have a chat.  Once at his door, I knocked hesitantly at first, nervous about how he would react to me showing up out of nowhere. Then again, he has done that to me numerous times before.  I knocked louder this time but still got no response, so I slowly cracked the door open and peeked inside.  Isaac was laying on his bed topless with his back facing me. His hair was a mess on the pillow and he