"Mom, she's awake?" Paris shouted as Everlee opened her eyes. Everlee looked around the room seeing she was home. She tried to get up, but Paris stopped her. "You gave us a fright at the celebration," said Paris gently touching the right side of her sister's face, worried. "I'm sorry," apologized Everlee. "You don't have to apologize, but don't worry, the doctor is coming here to give you a check-up." "No, I don't need a doctor, I was just a bit tired of not sleeping well last night," Everlee told Paris as she sat up. "Please tell mom, she doesn't need to call the doctor," Everlee implored Paris. Paris nodded and left her room. Everlee laid back down in bed, her mind soon went on Archer. Her eyes closed unhappily and stressed, recollecting Archer and her sister today. It was very depressing to see them so close, knowing she had to give him up for her Paris. Paris returned. "Mom had informed the doctor not to come again," Paris told her sister. Everlee nodded. Paris sat besi

After the wedding, Paris thought Archer Wealth would have broken off the stern rule he had offered her to proceed with their arranged marriage, and learn to love her as the only woman in his life, but he didn't. He left her a day after the honeymoon, untouched and still a virgin. Paris Wealth was hurt and heartbroken but still believed he'd love her one day. She waited patiently for him to return. Two years after her husband had returned home, Paris was elated and thought he had come back for her, he didn't. He ignored her and focus only on his business as always. Knowing what had caused him to be so cold-hearted towards her, Paris was not going to relinquish the love she had for him, she is persistent to fight for her husband until he has the heart to love her and accept her as his wife. Will Archer Wealth ever love his wife? or will Paris Wealth move on seeing her husband will never love her?

The morning Paris woke up early and got ready for work. She drank some coffee and Mandy packed her lunch and wished her a great day at work. Paris walked happily to work. She felt good leaving the house and being around people. On her first day at work, she did great, her boss was quite impressed with how she worked. Paris made a friend Suzy, who was the same age as her, 27. They had lunch together and talk about girl stuff. Paris soon began to feel unhappy with their conversation. Suzy talked a lot about her husband and how he treated her. Paris lied she needed to use the bathroom just to get away from her. Her job was soon no longer a happy place for her anymore, it had started to become as sad as her home and it started to remind her of her younger days. Lilly, the youngest female, a blonde-haired and green eyes female who was just about the same age as her sister, Everlee, 25, was the main attention of all the 4 unmarried men in the office. Paris wished she was as beautiful as her

Paris went into her shower to take a bath. She dried herself wrapping a white towel around her naked body. She went into her room and slipped into her white nightwear. Before getting into bed, she sat before her mirror and brushed her long, curly, red hair. She paused looking at her reflection in the mirror, sullenly. Paris blamed her hair and freckle face for making her life so miserable. She imagined things would have been much better if only she looked like her sister, Everlee, probably Archer wouldn't be so distant from her. She placed down her brush and went to lay in her bed. Paris was eager for the next day, Archer would be wellrested and he'd have time for her. She sat up not being able to sleep without Archie, ever since she had Archie, he'd always slept beside her every night. Paris got out of bed and went to open her bedroom door to search for Archie. She went downstairs and into the living room."Archie," she called.Archie wasn't in the living room. She went into the kitc

Paris had given her husband some space to resume his work. She pondered on ways to win over his heart. She knew it was not going to be an easy task for her, Archer seemed to be a workaholic and she could never get close enough to him if he was always working. Pacing around the hallways, she saw Mandy about to pass her with a tray of food."Is that for Archer?" Paris stopped the maid."Yes, Mrs. Wealth," answered Mandy.A large smile appeared on Paris's face. She informed the maid to give her the stray. She carried it herself to her husband. Paris had a plan to be her husband's own personal maid. It would allow her to get close to him. She knocked on his door. Archer instructed her to enter. Archer's eyes paused, seeing it was Paris and not his maid, Mandy."You don't have to carry around any weight, that's why we have maids and workers," Archer told Paris."I know but I don't mind being my husband's personal maid," Paris told Archer as she took his food from the tray and placed it bef