All Chapters of Bargain: An Object of Desire (+18): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Knox's POVI thought she had completely lost her mind with all the speech until she stood to leave. Yolanda held me by my wrist before I could get her not to leave.Turning to Christopher and the root cause of this entire disaster— my Grandfather, Jacob, my chest tightened from the hate I felt towards them. Not that I'd bank on Christopher, but Jacob was my mum's father and I expected him to at least show the slightest regret and speak the truth for the first time since he orchestrated the marriage between her and Christopher.Just when I had almost given up, he cleared his throat."I expect you to be more cautious with your private affairs, Knox Luther. Give a speech, whatever, but find a way to stop drawing such attention to yourself," he spoke from suppressed exhaustion then turned to his son-in-law. "I expect much better after the investigation is done—""In my private life?!" He snapped."On your private life which was never yours after choosing fame and camera over everything. T

Yvette's POVAll I could sense since leaving the company was that Knox was up to something big. He hadn't informed me what it was and I hadn't asked either, at least that way, I'd be sure there wasn't going to be a friction between our viewpoints and more delay over what needed to be done.I invited Mira to spend the rest of the morning with me and hear her thoughts about what had been happening since I joined the company."I don't know what it is you expect to hear exactly. As you already know, Christopher wouldn't dare to show up and Evelyn… she also never would.""That's understandable," I mumbled, reaching for my phone. "Has Knox's grandfather been a part of his childhood or was he some distant family relation?"She blinked, adjusting her gown."Why all of a sudden?""He showed up at the anniversary," I confessed. "Christopher was so confident from merely standing by his side while Knox… you could just see it in his eyes how uncomfortable he was

Knox's POV We ended up watching the night sky together until she fell asleep. She really didn't know how to hold her liquor for someone who did the kind of work she used to do, although letting her have some of my liquor tasted good on her lips. I pushed back the strands of hair from her face and climbed down from the swing chair where I had held her close to my chest. She looked… radiant and so at peace in her sleep. So much that I felt a pang in my chest for having put her through the struggle. Would she have preferred this life next to me if she had nothing to gain? I asked myself similar questions while tracing the freckles on her skin. The way she moved under my touch… her brows furrowed and her lips curled like she was about to curse. Perhaps I should stop and just let her be, but I didn't want to so I didn't. I moved my thumb in small circles over her cheeks until they were bright red like when she had said the most embarrassing thing tonight. She slapped my hand away

Yvette’s POV I woke up with a faint pain around my neck as well as my arm. I carefully sat up and stretched my neck then rubbed my arms in the areas where it hurt. The door creaked open on reaching for the glass of water beside my bed.“Good morning,” Mira greeted.Her voice wasn't as lively as it used to be, so I put the glass down just to take a close look at her.“You don't sound good.”“What happened last night? I didn't see you in your room so I guessed you went out maybe to the garden to get some fresh air, judging by how worried you were during the day,” she ranted. “I did check Knox's room later when I still saw no sign of you. Guess what?”“What?”“There were shards of broken bottles and glass. The entire room stunk from the smell of liquor which meant something really really really bad must have—”“Nothing happened,” I completed her sentence for her, reaching for the water the second time. She let me drink before asking what I meant.I told her the necessary stuff and fil

Yvette's POVThe rest of the day went by with him telling me more and more about his grandfather, except he was mostly absent in his life and barely spent time with him or his mother. The bungalow was his gift to his mother in an attempt to convince her to marry Christopher.According to Knox, she had loved the place because of its site and serenity. He could think clearly and temporarily escape reality the way she did whenever she came here. The old man was also the housekeeper and one of the people his mother had helped when they never thought they'd see the break of day.I loved the house for the same reason too… its serenity and site. For the view… the view of Knox being a bit more unguarded here than anywhere else. I treasured the fact that I got to know about this place from him as well. That he thought he could let me know and let me experience it myself.Because of that, I longed for a day like that ever since we left the bungalow. I could be silly and helpless, but I longed f