All Chapters of Wedcuffed: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Sarah POVThe drive to the office is uneventful, even though calm in my mind is anything but. Countless scenarios replay within me as chaotic thoughts occur. In these kinds of scenarios, Alessandro rejects me while also saying that he does not want anything to do with me anymore, telling me that he is done. I attempt to banish bad thoughts now, but thoughts stick close as my own shadow.Streets consume me since the city buzzes ignoring all my internal chaos. Their glass windows reflect every bit of morning sunlight as skyscrapers loom, yet the city's energetic energy soothes my anxiety little.I take a moment for collecting myself when I finally pull into the parking lot so I rest my forehead against the steering wheel. I softly tell myself “Get it all together”. I reach for my bag, step outside from the car, and straighten up with only a deep breath.When I enter the building, the sound of my heels echoes against the polished marble floor. The scent of the coffee and that familiar off

Sarah POVIt was a quiet Sunday evening, and I relaxed calmly upon the sofa, enjoying my third container of chocolate fudge ice cream. The creamy sweetness melted right upon my tongue, and it gave a short escape from the many thoughts that swirled in my mind. The living room was now entirely bathed in a warm glow from a lamp that was near that corner. Long shadows were stretched all across the walls, and another Friends episode flickered on the television. Chandler spoke with some witty sarcasm, and that barely registered within my ears. I spooned one extra bite of the ice cream absentmindedly.Pregnancy cravings were serious. Though I had read countless articles, living through the experience felt entirely different. At one moment, I craved some tangy pickles, and in the next, I indulged in all of the sweet things. Considering the way that things went, I felt sure that I'd gain weight soon, and honestly, I didn't care at all. My baby’s well-being arrived first.Drifting from the kitch

Sarah POVI immediately dove right in, savouring the sweet treat. Alessandro sat beside me. His face showed some amusement.Although he managed his companies throughout Italy and the U.S. and was incredibly busy, he always made time for me. I always felt special next to him.I got up so I could put the leftovers in the kitchen once that doughnut was finished. Upon my return, Alessandro had already made himself comfortable. He had taken his tie and blazer off. “Friends” was the TV show he was watching.He drew me near, holding me tight, and I snuggled right next to him.“I missed you, Alessandro” I said with just a whisper.His voice was very low when he then replied, “And I missed you even more, Sarah.”I gazed up at him as his tired face studied. Did you have a day that was long for you?He did say, while caressing my hair, “Yes, but having you in my arms makes everything better for me.”Being with him made me feel safe, a feeling unknown to me prior to even with Adrian or my father.

Adrian P.O.VI was so very excited to tell to her that I desired this child.I quickly completed my work in LA within a week. I finished meetings, signed papers, and called people to be certain all was handled while I was away. Upon completion I booked the earliest flight back to New York. My heart raced in anticipation. I wanted for us to try it again I wanted to have this baby I was ready to tell Sarah that I couldn’t wait.But all of my hopes crushed the moment I arrived and saw my wife within someone else's arms. As I watched as she kissed another man, my breath caught there in my throat, and my feet felt nailed to the ground.That small bit of hope I held broke so suddenly then.She had moved on.She had replaced me.As a freight train, the realization hit me, sucking air from my lungs.I guess she did not want to work on our marriage anymore because of him. Perhaps she wanted me out of her life. His presence could very well be irrelevant to that.Fu*k!!!!!In frustration, I grabb

Adrian POVBrrrrrringggg…Brrrrrringgggg…The persistent ringing of my phone shattered the silence, just like how an alarm can screech in my ears piercing through my sleep. Exhaustion bore down upon my heavy body, but still the urgent sound did force movement from me. I was groaning, and I reached blindly out. I fumbled for my phone on the nightstand. The call had already ended also, and with my fingers finally grasping the device as I lifted it.I sat up with a frustrated sigh, and I immediately regretted after the sudden movement. I was slammed with a splitting headache, a pounding, dull ache that felt like hammering inside someone's skull. The pain was strengthened, even though I rubbed at my temples, as I was trying to ease it. For just a moment, I squeezed my eyes shut. I then made myself focus on my phone’s screen.My heart dropped as soon as those notifications had been seen.Noah called 30 times. All of the 30 calls were in fact missed.Dad called 20 times.I missed 7 calls Jes