All Chapters of Ex wife, let's give our love a second chance.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Pearl's POV.I ask the butler the way to the restroom and they direct me.I go into one of them and fortunately for me, it's empty. I drop my purse atop the porcelain sink and stare at myself.Tears fill my eyes, I blink them back, I don't let them fall, not in the moment. I have to be strong, for me, for my family, for Mom, even if I never met her. I know if she was here she'd want me to be nothing but the best of myself.“You got this, Pearl, you always have. Don't let anybody's words faze you, you're in a new stage of your life, you can't afford to cry, laugh over it and move on, show them that you are more than what they think of you, you have so much they are yet to see, they'll be surprised.” I take out my handkerchief after motivating myself and retouching my face. But in the process of retouching my face, something rumbles in my stomach, and the next thing I'm throwing up. I clean up with water and flush. Once I regain my stance, I reapply some lipstick, the door opening inte

Pearl's POV.My Dad's gonna kill me today, if he doesn't I just know I'm lucky.I put my phone on silent at the park because I didn't need any distractions, and now I've missed several calls from him. How am I going to explain that? As I fiddle with my makeup, my hand trembles. I apply red lipstick and tie my hair up in a ponytail after throwing on a deep pink gown. I put on some jewelry, I try not to dress too much but it's better to impress Dad than to not.I give myself a once over and a three-sixty in front of my big mirror, when I see everything is in place I step out.Getting to the dining hall, everyone's seated on the dining table, Philip's parents are here already.My brother and my dad are sitting close, Philip's parents are sitting beside each other chatting about what's important to them and Philip is there alone, eating his food. There's also an empty seat beside him. There's a big chandelier hanging low from the ceiling, casting a warm golden glow into the dining room a

Pearl's POV.“I was joking about sleeping in your room tonight, but that doesn't mean if you let me I'll turn it down, you have to catch some sleep so you'll be up early tomorrow for the shoot,” Philip says after ten minutes of letting me cry in his embrace.I pull away. “Yeah,” wiping my face. I try not to look at his shirt or where my tears have soaked.Philip takes me unaware by kissing me on the forehead, “I'll get you a dress for the photoshoot, so you just have to be up early,” “I'll be up early,” I tell him.“Alright, I have to go before my parents start calling, sleep tight okay? and dream about me,” He starts retreating with backward steps.I mimic his talk, “I'll try,” once he's vanished from the hallway, I place my hand on the my door and open it…“Pearl…” My body trembles with shock. I pause and catch my breath before looking to see who's calling me like that.“Dad…” I swallow the brick in my throat. Did I not impress him at the table?“You told me you were going to stay a

Pearl's POV.The photographers arrange their cameras and get us to position. When Philip's hand rests on my hips, I repress a shiver.“Are you okay?” He whispers in a low voice.“Do we really have to do this? I thought it's usually before the wedding?” “Well, it usually is but our parents, to be concise, your Dad has big plans, he said he wants everything about this marriage to be perfect and different, they want special pictures of the both of us together to use in preparing gifts for the engagement party,” “Oh, I see now,” I nod my head, and swallow, trying hard to ignore the tingling feeling of his hand.“You can change position now,” The photographer shouts.“Umm..how should we stay?” I ask.One of the photographers came forward and tried to get us into position. While he instructs us how to pose for the camera, Philip's hand brushes my abdomen. I shudder.“Did I hurt you?” worry fills his eyes as he stares at me.I gulp, “No, I'm okay, just a fleeting pain,” I lie. I can't look

Fabian's POV.“Boss, have you seen this?” My secretary says walking straight up to me, I'm seated behind my desk.“What is it?” I ask curiously.“I don't know, your mother granted a press release,” “My mother…” The words get stuck inside my throat as the video begins to play.“No shit…” I pick up my car keys and my suit jacket. “I'll be back, alright?” I tell my secretary and start driving straight to my mother's house. I find myself hissing all through the drive. Exasperated. I know my Mom is many things but why would she…My car screeches to a halt, in front of the driveway of her house. She lives in the mansion I acquired for her. She knew I'd do anything to get her to stay away from me and my wife, I didn't mind buying it for her. She was my mother after all.“Mother,” I meet her sitting on the sofa comfortably like she hasn't just caused a ruckus online. “Why did you do that?” She frowns, feigning innocence, “Do what?” “Come on, Mother, did you think I wouldn't see it? Why wou