All Chapters of His Mistake, Her Revenge: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

-- Grizelda --The wordings on my laptop screen doubled. I rubbed my eyes, fighting back the feeling of dizziness. I returned my fingers over the keyboard, proceeding to continue typing, but my head felt heavy once again. I swallowed hard, the suffocating presence of fatigue threatening to completely kick out the air out of my lungs."Ms. Williams, are you there?" My caller on the other end refused to take a pause, unaware of my struggles at trying to keep up with what we were discussing. "Your response is urgently needed. The investors might have no room for delay—""I know." My voice came out sharp, yet a thin escape from sounding weak and hoarse. "I’ll go on with drafting the final decision now and have it ready within the next hour."That was a lie. I knew I couldn't do it. There was no way in hell I could do it. But there was no escaping this. I'd told Vicky to stay away from me and my family and she'd listened. She didn't show up at work either, leaving me to handle all the work

-- Grizelda --I felt restless, although it was time for me to sleep. Everywhere reeked of past memories. Memories I never ever wished to revisit.The framed painting on the wall made everything worse. I was unable to sleep, unable to think clearly as it triggered past events to flutter in my mind and it made me all the more scared to close my eyes and fall asleep in such an uncomfortable state, lest I dreamt of the old times I spent with Alexander Kingston as my husband then. I couldn't afford to think about the past or even dream about it.I had nothing to do with the past anymore and I had no reason to revisit it. What was in the past was in the past. I had come a long way into the future now, where things were different.There was no us anymore. Hence, there was no need to be reminiscing on the days we were.I raked my fingers through my hair out of frustration and sat upright on the bed. Nothing was helping.This was ridiculous. I couldn't take it anymore. I decided to stand up

-- Grizelda --It felt as if the silence wrapped around me like a stifling blanket.Once again, I was unable to sleep. I was sprawled on the large bed, my attention practically glued to the ceiling. It became something that repeated almost every night. Either I found it hard to sleep or I woke up in the middle of the night and found it hard to fall back asleep.There was so much on my mind. I hoped Leo was alright in Margaret's house.And then there was still Vicky's betrayal. The hot disappointment I felt for Jax. My parents. How they would react when they found out about Vicky. And Jax. The Williams company. The much work I still had to do in Vicky's absence.But most of all, the fact that it was still hard to stay comfortably in Alexander’s house because it was nothing like the way it used to be when I once called it home. Alexander's mansion was now a place I felt trapped, no matter how much I tried to find comfort in the cage.Sleep wasn't coming. I felt very tired and my body ac

-- Grizelda --The night was wasting away and yet sleep hadn't come. I pushed the chair in the room next to the window and sat on it, staring out and above into the sky, staring at the stars. I wondered if I stared at them long enough and tried to count them, then it would make me tired and have heavy eyes that would make me eventually willing to fall asleep.I tried not to think of anything in particular, apart from the stars above, and how beautiful the sky looked. It was sad that I had to do this just to fall asleep. I had no idea this place would affect me that much. The only thing my body had to benefit from it was having no opportunity to skip meals and then being allowed to go right back to bed after that and doing absolutely nothing.So maybe my body was indeed recovering from the absence of stress. But definitely a slow recovery because I doubted my mind wasn't stressed. Which would affect my body too, even if just a little bit.I sighed but then a knock sounded on the door.

-- Grizelda --The comfort that surrounded me was a false sense of security. For half a second, my mind was free, and I felt wonderful, maybe even safe.Then it all rushed back to me like a train hitting a brick wall.The kiss.I opened my eyes. I couldn't breathe. I gripped the sheets like they were a saving grace in the sea of emotions threatening to drown me.I kissed Alexander back.A hideous sound escaped my mouth. Was it a snicker, or a bitter laugh? My fingers moved against his so easily. They didn't hesitate. My hands gripped the material of his shirt like I needed something to hang onto and not to let go.Pathetic. Stupid.I sat up, and put a hand to my forehead as if I could wipe away the memories. I could still feel my heart pounding in my chest, which was truly making me sick to my stomach.How could I let this happen?I threw the covers off of me and got out of bed. I paced around the room. Every step that took me forward was consumed with irritation. I made a promise to