Three months later, Today is Valentine’s Day. But to Mirabel, it's just a black day. Not a day of everlasting love, but a day of grave loss. It's her mother's death anniversary. On this day, years ago, her mother died in a car crash when a drunk driver slammed into them when they were returning from her grandparents' house. Every year, instead of spending this day with a partner, she spends it with her friend, Jones, who is more like a brother figure to her. After her mother's death, her relationship with him strengthened a great deal. Since she had no peace in her own father's house, he became her comforter. He is her soul to rely on, her shoulder to cry on, the one to catch her when she falls. Due to her lack of friends, her only friend became her brother. She has trust issues stemming from too many betrayals, and so now she doesn't trust anyone very much. But her best friend is someone she can just open up to, someone who’ll never judge her and always have her back. He’s h

"As I had informed you earlier, I wanted you to meet with my client today, the one you’ll be representing," Mr. Kane carried on. Mirabel followed him as he led her to where two men were standing, deep in conversation. Suddenly, she had an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She chose to ignore it and listen to what her new boss was saying. They reached the men, and Mr. Kane cleared his throat, and the two men turned towards them. Mirabel froze in her place as he stood before her. The man who she spent so much time hating, the one who hurt her so badly, who broke her and caused her so much pain. He was the reason she didn’t believe in love. She had hoped she would never have to see the face of her ex-fiancee ever again. And then the words that came out of Mr. Kane’s mouth were the ones she was dreading to hear. "Mirabel, meet Mr. Roman Hunt, your new client." "Hello Mirabel," said the deep voice that belonged to the tall man in front of her. She recovered and greeted Mr. Hun

Oh how Mirabel wanted to slap that smirk off his face when she noticed it.After that, they continued with small talk, but her dearest husband's aunt wasn’t done with her.Mirabel, dear, you are so flat. Maybe you should consider getting a breast implant done.I know a doctor who does it really well. I mean, I wouldn’t want my nephew to be unsatisfied. " She teasedMirabel looked at her in horror. Is she for real? What’s wrong with this woman?She looked at her supposed husband to see if he would say something to defend her, but he continued eating like nothing was wrong.Mr. and Mrs. Chucks looked at her in utter disbelief. They opened their mouths to say something, probably to tell her off, but she didn’t want them to fight on her accord, so she beat them to it."I’m not changing my body for anyone," Mirabel told her in a matter-of-fact kind of voice, with her poker face on."And don’t worry, Miss Marie, your dear nephew is well satiated."She said . But she wasn’t done with this bi

Then she doesn't want to live with him either. They can live separately, only seeing each other if the occasion demands it. She is not so shameless that she will stick around in a place where there is no respect for me, not even a little at all. Almost an hour has passed, and Mirabel still hasn’t reached home. Zane had been waiting all along, watching out for any sign of her. "Should I call her?" No, she left on her own, and I'm not supposed to care.But then, it was a lonely area. What if something happened to her? My grandparents and dad won’t leave me. Not to mention her family. She wouldn’t even get a cab over there. Maybe she called the driver? " He kept wondering. He phoned Mr. Taylor, his chauffeur, to see if she had called him to pick her up, but his answer was negative. Did she have her own chauffeur? I didn’t even know that. I haven't seen her with a chauffeur ever since she got gifted with this car as a present from her grandparents. …….. "Now it’s been 3 hours and sh

This man could scare the living shit out of anybody. He tried to come up with a response, but my tongue and mind betrayed him. "I... we... she," he couldn't think of anything to say. "Listen to me son. I am warning you, if you do anything to hurt her, anything, I will beat the living shit out of you. This marriage is serious; she is your wife. Stop messing around and take responsibility. Show me you are a capable and intelligent man, ready to handle business and family life together. Mirabel is a gem you need by your side. I’ve told you this before, and I’m telling you again. She is the one for you, not that stupid, selfish ex you couldn’t seem to get enough of. Dating her was the stupidest decision you ever made. You should be thankful I fixed that for you. Now focus on your wife and marriage, and the next time I see you, I want to hear that you’ll be making progress. " His grandpa lecture. I guess you are confused here because I said his grandfather was dead. Yes he is dead, t