Semua Bab Heart of a Betrayed Wife: Bab 221 - Bab 230

“If you know what is best, you must come to Cindaly City as soon as possible to explain whatever you have in your mind to Michael”. “And hurry up. I am afraid that Michael might drift away from us if an explanation is not given to him”. Maximus said to me, before the phone call ended. I sighed deeply, also massaging my temples after leaving my cell phone on the table. I rose to my feet and walked to the transparent wall as I stared outside the building while in my office. “Why did he have to find out about it in that way?”. I muttered. I have been with Michael for over 5 years. I had an idea about the kind of person he was. Maximus was right. If I did not show up as soon as possible to explain everything to Micheal, he might drift away from us. And that was the last thing I ever wanted to happen. After running my fingers through my hair, and staring at the unfinished schedule on my desk, it made my heart feel heavy. But it was worse when I thought about how Michael must be fee

Joanne's pov, My Daddy had settled down in the bedroom. It used to be my bedroom, but what could I possibly do? I had to transform the little room meant to be my closet, into my bedroom. It was the least I could do. The apartment was a one bedroom apartment, and it would be unfilial if I took the room all by myself and left the tiny room for my Dad to stay in. I remained lying on my bed as I stared at the ceiling above me. My mind was completely distracted and had only one person inside it. And that person was Michael. I did not understand why he was doing this to me. I never knew that he was the kind of person who held grudges against someone, especially against me. I thought he never cared for such things like that. If it were before, he would have come to visit if my Daddy called him. But, why have things become different?He kept on trying to avoid coming to the apartment even after my Dad insisted that he should come. Was he still angry at me? Did that mean he lied to me t

“We waited for her as long as we could, but she never showed up”. Jordan said, and he tightened both his fists, with his eyes looking bloodshot. “At some point, we actually thought that she had abandoned us. And since neither me nor Maximus knew the location of the villa she talked about, I could only turn to the last help she left us in case of any kind of emergency”. “The home telephone”. “I was nervous, since Maximus and I had never attempted to call her over the telephone. That was because she always showed up on time, and we did not have the need to call her. So I thought she was going to get angry at me for calling her”. “Though after thinking that she was going to get angry at me if I called her, I gave up. But after another week passed, and she never showed up, I had to harden my heart and call her, while awaiting whatever scoldings she had for me”. “But, it was not her who answered the call, but the butler of the mansion”. “The butler? Williams?”. I asked him, and he no

I rushed into my bedroom and left the baby on the floor, before I went into my closet to change clothes. The bed was high, so I felt that it was not safe for me to leave him there while I was away inside the closet. Though upon arriving inside the closet, I quickly removed my clothes and tossed them on the ground. I did not have the time to arrange them properly when I had an officer waiting outside my apartment. I picked a pink flay gown and put it on, before grabbing a pair of black slippers. {This was not the time for heels}Immediately after I finished dressing up, I took one of my doll-designed singlets which looked the smallest to me, and I went out of the closet with it, to return to the baby’s side. He was busy crawling around on the ground, probably searching for me. I picked him up in my arms and went and placed him on the bed, also removing the clothes he was wearing, except for his underwear, before I made him wear my doll-designed singlet. After wearing the singlet

“Michael”. I said, and calling him by his name has been weird for me lately, because usually, I called him babe or any other sweet name that was not his actual name.“What are you doing here?”. He asked me, and sounded very distant towards me. The cold shoulders he gave me hurt me deeply. He did not offer me to come into his penthouse, but that was the question he had to ask me, as if I was some kind of stranger to him. “Can you let me into your house first?”. I asked him, but he remained quiet. I feared that he was going to refuse me, but after staring at me for a little while, he moved out of the way. “Help yourself in”. He said to me, and I smiled. My guess was right. I knew that there was no way he was going to chase me away.I arrived inside the living room, and seeing the familiar setting of the living room, and breathing the familiar air, I could not help it and I began to reminisce about the past again.The past that I had not been able to get out of my head. I truly regr