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Mira’s POV “Mira!” I heard my name from my sleep. My eyes slowly opened, my head ached. My entire body ached. The dull ache in my body still hadn’t left since the hospital, but at least, my cheek didn’t sting any longer. I closed my eyes, exhaling slowly before answering. “Yes?” My voice wasn’t loud, I don’t know if Joseph heard me. “Mira! Fiona wants to eat Beef Wellington.” My eyes widened when I heard that. Beef Wellington? Now? There is no way I could prepare that today. I was aching all over and the doctor had instructed me to rest well. “Come downstairs. Now!” I heard Joseph’s voice getting louder. I pushed myself up, but every muscle in my body screamed in protests. “Can it wait?” I asked carefully, trying not to sound defiant. “I’m still resting. Maybe one of the maids can…” “They’re off today,” he interrupted, pushing the door open at the same minute. I frowned. “Off? All of them?” That was strange. It was usually rotated. “Yes.” He replied, staring at me. I hesi

Adrian’s POVSo much for another blind date. At this point, I needed Grandfather and Grandmother to stop with the matchmaking madness. Not everyone was meant to get married—especially not to someone who would eat what she knew she was allergic to just to impress me.Ridiculous.I stepped into the elevator, massaging my wrist, ignoring James who followed me inside. My irritation simmered. I had just paid the hospital bill and had to go see how she was doing. Grandfather would hear from me. This was the last straw.The door was almost closed when a feminine hand shoved it back open. I parted my lips to speak, but the woman storming in looked angrier than I was as she spoke to her partner who was seated on a wheelchair.“Did you hear me?” She snapped, “You have to be strong. You cannot break down or back out." She pushed the woman inside and hit the ground floor button. James glanced at me. I shook my head. It's not like I was in a rush to see my blind date who was on the third floor.

Mira’s POV I was already inside the car before I realised I hadn’t even taken a singlet from Joseph's house. Not because I couldn't, but because everything I own reminds me of him. I decided to go to my friend's house so I could gather my thoughts because going to my grandfather’s mansion looking like this is going to raise a lot of questions which I’m not ready to answer. I got out of the taxi, and Ann was already waiting for me in front of her building. She took a step forward and pulled me into a tight hug. “You look so skinny,” she muttered under her breath. “Can we just go inside already?” I pulled away slowly from the hug. A minute later, I sat in front of the mirror while Ann styled my hair, her expression is administration. “I’m glad you finally decided to leave that toxic marriage. Honestly, none of them deserve your loyalty, especially the baby you are trying to save while losing yourself, not only yourself but your children, Mira, seven babies…” She pa

Adrian’s POV I could say this is the first time a lady has rejected me. I feel so annoyed because it’s coming from a lady that I have an interest in, it hurts — but maybe that was for the best. She’s not like other girls. Mira’s behaviour this night just tells him she’s worthy of chasing after. “So…… is that your first rejection?” James Asked as we strolled out of the bar. “Shut the fuck up, bro,” I replied my tone on the edge of screaming. “But….” “ I said shut up.” My voice was a little bit elevatedthis time and I’m glad he knew when to shut it. I was about to skate inside my car when a scene caught my attention. It was Mira and her friend standing in front of two people whose backs were facing me. I tried to catch a glimpse of the man, and I was able to see and recognise the side of his face. “Is that not Joseph?” I raised an eyebrow. Tucking my hand into my pocket. I waited for a few seconds for James’ reply but all I got was silence. I turned back to see

Mira’s POV I opened my mouth then closed it. Then I parted my lips again, The man I had intentionally embarrassed last night at the bar was the same person grandfather has been talking about? I tried calming my racing heart but it was all fruitless. And the man made it impossible because he kept smiling at my misfortune, not taking his gaze off me. I swallowed and with a sigh, I apologized, “I’m sorry for the way I spoke to you yesterday. I don’t mean to react that way. It was just a bad day for me.” But the man just kept looking at me without saying a word which made the situation more awkward. “I guess you’re always in a bad mood then.” His voice was so low that I could barely hear what he said. “What do you mean by that?” I raised an eyebrow. “I mean, you were somehow cold yesterday and today make no difference.” He replied with a shrug. I understand where he was heading, which was the direction I’m not ready to take. I just want everything to come to an end a