The ride going to the airport was long and heart-stopping. The driver did his very best to dodge the cars that were tailing them, but it was a futile attempt. The chase was rough, though those cars did nothing but chase them, it was still rough. “Damn those bastards. What do they want? They just chased us like it was fun for them.” Ryzen shook his head as he looked at the rearview mirror. The driver of the cab did a good job of keeping them at a distance. “Don’t mind them. We will arrive at the airport in less than five minutes now. Be ready. We need to run fast as soon as this cab stops at the entrance of the airport.” Simon instructed them what to do the moment they arrived. “What? Run? But what if these men have guns? I am sure they were the ones who visited us. Damn, these Chinese gangsters!” Silence took over as they sped their way in the street. The night was ripe, it was already ten in the evening, and the streets were packed with people. Addison keeps on looking at the
ONE YEAR LATERIt’s been a year since Simon proposed to her at the airport. It was a proposal that no one expected. Simon organized it himself with the help of his friend, Black Scar, one of Hong Kong’s notorious criminals. They got married the next day as Simon didn’t want to waste time. It was a very intimate wedding and only a few guests were invited to that sacred event. Simon even organized it without them noticing his activities. He was so good at hiding things. It was quite weird for Addison because Simon was really never vocal about how he feels about her. And suddenly he proposed! They are not even couples, or he didn’t even confess his love for her even once. Eve so, Addison said yes to his marriage proposal. Why would she decline him? She loves him as much as he loves her. And he had proven himself to her already so many times that Addison knew that what they had was something real and needs to be cherished. Addison couldn’t help but smile while she was checking her mak
Simon smiled as his gaze stared at the velvet box in his hands. He can’t wait to give this to his beloved wife. He wanted to please her, and as much as possible he wanted her to be proud of him. It was their wedding anniversary today and he wanted to surprise her with his present. It may not be expensive like those she had in her jewelry box, but this one came from his heart. He looked at the clock mounted on the wall of their spacious apartment; this apartment was given by his wife’s grandmother as a gift for their wedding. He frowned when he saw that it was past five o’clock in the afternoon, and Ash should have been home by now. They agreed to celebrate their wedding anniversary with a simple candlelight dinner in a restaurant. She's late. Simon called Ash but she was not answering his calls. He dialed her number a few times again but still, no one answered. Simon bit his lower lip as his heart hammered inside his chest. He's worried! He waited for another minute, then
Simon drove back to their apartment as fast as he could. He was relieved that Ash was fine, and he was excited to give her his gift. It’s the least that he can do to make his wife happy. He wanted to give her everything, and he's making it happen step by step since he’s not yet that capable. Soon, Ash would be proud of him. He’s been a subject of insult from the Steele family, and he knew that Ash was embarrassed every time his financial standing would be brought up. But everything is about to change. He parked the car outside the premises of their luxurious apartment and volted to their unit. His steps were frantic and his heart rammed inside his chest. Upon opening the door, his eyes scanned their apartment, in search of his wife. His heart skipped a beat when their eyes locked. “Ash, I was so worried about you. You were not picking up my calls, I thought something had happened to you.” Simon wanted to hug Ash, but he chose not to. Simon found Ash seated on one of the expensive
Simon just stared at the retreating back of Ash. The moment that she was out of his sight, he went to the nearest chair and sat exhaustedly. He rubbed his face a few times, in the hopes to get his mind to think straight, but he was totally confused and distracted by their arguments. Did she really went on a date with Gregory Holt? He knew the man. He was one of the richest bachelors in the country. His reputation as a playboy exceeds him. He couldn’t understand why Ash would want someone like Gregory. He's trash. There are tons of scenarios floating in his mind. And he refused to be bothered by those. Does his wife love that man? Gregory Holt was a very capable man, in terms of money and power. Something that he doesn't have. Yet. “No, I won’t allow this.” He needs to talk to Ash to clear things out. He knew she didn't love her anymore. Or did she ever love him in the first place? What they had was just an arranged marriage, she was just forced to marry him because her gran
Simon groaned as he shifted from the bed. His head hurts and he was nauseated. With eyes half-closed, he looked at the window only to find that the sun was already high in the sky. He overslept and he has a hangover. He remembered himself last night getting more alcohol than his body could tolerate. As he struggled to sit on the bed, images from last night came into his memory like an avalanche. Their arguments, the insults, the divorce papers he refused to sign, and the reality that his beloved wife had sex with another man. Simon was once again devoured by the pain of what Ashley did. He realized that he was such a loser for being cheated on like this, not to mention the discrimination he endured from her family. He got drunk last night because he can’t handle the pain and humiliation. He needed to erase that from his memory, he needed an outlet and alcohol was the easiest way. He struggled to get out of bed, he felt like his surroundings were spinning. “Damn, hangovers
Simon packed his things with a heavy heart. This apartment has been his home for almost five years. Yes, they were married for five years, and he realized now that within those five years as a son-in-law of the Steele family, they never really cared for him. On top of all, he was insulted for being penniless and discriminated against for looking shabby all the time. Looking at the empty apartment one last time, Simon left. He still can't go back to his father's house, not until he commands him to go back. Until then, his real identity should be hidden, and he has no right to reveal himself for who he truly was. He will need to look for another apartment to stay in. But first, he needs money. He only had a few coins in his pocket, not enough to sustain himself.Simon took a cab going to one of the biggest banks in New York City, The Bank of New York. “Take me to the Bank of New York.” The cab driver’s eyebrows raised mockingly at Simon. But Simon didn’t mind the insulting smirk
Simon was out for almost five hours looking for a new apartment, but he hasn’t found one yet. All the owners of the apartment he inquired about showed hostile attitudes toward him, and he knew why. Simon looked down at his clothes. They were presentable at some point, but they looked worn out and old-fashioned. Maybe those owners thought that he can’t afford to pay for the monthly rent. Simon decided that he’ll look for an inn to stay for the night if he can’t find an apartment. Luckily for him, he found one just in time. The owner was an old lady who treated him a little bit more civil than the others. “You need to pay the monthly rent in advance.” She opened her wrinkly palm in front of Simon. “It’s one thousand dollars, if you can’t afford it, don’t waste my time.” She told him frankly. Due to exhaustion and hunger, Simon immediately pulled a handful of dollar bills from his backpack and handed it silently to the owner. ''Here it is, a thousand bucks.'' Mrs. Smith look