Ximena’s POVAnother morning for another tiresome day. I dressed up to go to work. Hudson finished up and picked up his suitcase.“Wait up for me, will you?” I said, hurrying up with my shoes.“Where are you going?” he asked, facing me.“What do you mean by that? Have you forgotten I am your new PA?” I asked, getting done with my shoes.“I thought I spoke with Mother about it already. You can’t come with me, Ximena.”“I wasn’t asking for your permission, Hudson Miles Lucas,” I declared and stood up. “Also, I won’t have you starve me to death today, so you are going to wait for me to have breakfast.”“No… I will do no such thing,” he declared and hurried out. If your mother allows you out of the house without me then it would be spiffing. I took a final glance at myself in the mirror and made to go out. The door creaked open before my hand would even land on the handle and Alberto sneaked in, closing the door be

Hudson’s POVXimena hadn’t returned to the room since she angrily left earlier. Where the hell did she go to? And why the fuck do I care about that? Yet, I couldn’t sleep. I turned over on the bed. I sat up and sighed. That lady is just so dramatic and overbearing. Fuck! I headed out of the room. Descending downstairs, I saw Kate, one of the servants.“Good evening, Sir,” she quickly greeted and halted in her tracks, avoiding my eyes as best as she could.“Yeah, Kate. Have you seen Ximena?” I asked. Her eyes flitted from one corner of the living room to the other. “What are you searching for? I’m asking after my wife,” I groaned. “Uh, yeah, I… I saw her earlier. She was… going into Little Lady’s room,” she stuttered, fidgeting.“And who the fuck is Little Lady?” I snapped.“Um, Nevaeh. She went to Miss Nevaeh’s room,” she said. I turned and marched back upstairs.I knocked on Nevaeh’s room. No respon

Ximena’s POVI scurried into the room and sat down on the vanity stool. My chest was heaving up and down. My heart was following the irregular movement. I touched my cheeks, her ten fingers were imprinted on them. More tears trickled down my face. The caller earlier was Harper. I had to avoid her. I just hope she doesn’t think otherwise. How did Mrs Miles develop such metal hands? Or has my cheeks softened over the weeks?“Ximena?” Hudson called, entering the room. I quickly wiped away my tears and sniffed. He moved closer to me and I tried to avoid facing him as much as I could. “What’s with the attitude?” he asked.“Uh, you are welcome. I will just go freshen up and go to bed,” I said, feeling awkward. I stood up, facing the opposite side.“Ximena?” Hudson called, whirling me around to face him. “You have been crying? What happened to you?” he queried, checking my face. My heart skipped a beat.“Nothing happened to me, get done with this caring attitude,” I tried to snarl my way

Hudson’s POVI parked the car in the garage and looked at Ximena. She was calm, staring blankly at the windshield. “We are home,” I announced.“I am not blind yet, Hudson Miles Lucas,” she declared and stepped out of the car. With the way she was walking, I knew she was still in pain. I reached out to support her, yet she pushed me away.“I can walk,” she said and headed inside.“You have to stop being impudent. What’s wrong if a husband decides to help his wife?” I asked.“And what’s right when the so-called husband sets up his wife with another man?” she retorted. “I didn’t set you up,” I tried to defend myself.“I bet the birds will be more interested to listen to your wishy-washy defense,” she declared and walked ahead. Watching her back, we both reached inside. Mother and Eleanor were both in the living room. While Mother was moving back and forth, Eleanor was glued to her phone.“What’s wrong, Mother?” I asked, drawing her attention to us.“There she goes,” Mother groaned, tra

Ximena’s POVWe stood on the mountain, embracing the warmness of nature. It was beautiful. It felt like I was dominating over my haters. I was free and indomitable. With Hudson and Nevaeh beside me, I felt complete, like the whole world bows to me and not the other way around. I glanced at Hudson, our eyes met, and he took hold of my hand, making my stomach flutter.“It’s all right,” he leaned forward and whispered into my ear. Does he really understand me? Will everything truly be fine? I don’t think so.***“Whoa! Today was super awesome!” Nevaeh exclaimed as we reached upstairs. It was late in the night already and no one, not even the servants were in sight.“I’m glad you enjoyed yourselves,” Hudson smiled at his daughter. Can I ever replace his wife? Can I fill the void in his heart? Can I ever be the best mother to his precious daughter? What if I screw things up? What if I lose everything? Is falling in love with Hudson w