Wynn's heart pounded as she approached Derek's house, the sight of his car made her calm down knowing he is fine. She hesitated for a moment before mustering to see him. Opening the gate, she walked towards his car and saw Derek with another woman, the woman had her hands on Derek, touching him intimately . It was obvious that they had something between them. Shock and hurt gripped Wynn's chest. "Derek?" Her voice trembled as she called out, and his head snapped towards her, guilt flashing in his eyes. "What's going on?" Derek stammered an apology, his tone desperate. "Wynn, it's not what you think. I can explain." He ripped the woman’s hand away from his chest but the damage was already done. But explanations were meaningless when actions spoke louder than words. Wynn's disappointment hardened as she schooled her expression, "Explain? Derek, how could you?" She turned away, her eyes stinging with unshed tears. He followed her, his voice strained. "Wynn, please. I messed up, bu
Still standing with his phone in his hand, Kraig’s concern quickly turned to frustration as he repeatedly dialed Wynn’s number. Worried that something might have happened. His phone vibrated and he looked at it, he sighed when he saw Carolene as the caller. He grabbed the phone and then stared at it for a moment before he answered. “Hello?” He answered. “Mr Deville?” A husky unfamiliar voice asked. Kraig listened carefully as he wondered who was the person. “Yes, that’s me.” “We have a Miss Carolene here in our hospital and you are listed as her emergency contact,? “Hospital? Which one?” Kraig asked urgently. The caller provided him with the necessary information and Kraig forget the deep urge to panic. Without thinking, he rushed out of the shop and headed to the hospital to be with Carolene. Arriving at the hospital, anxiety etched across his face, Kraig inquired frantically about Carolyn at the front desk and the nurse directed him to the doctor, who wore a somber expressio
The class was scheduled to hold in the morning and come to an end in the early afternoon. With that information on his mind, banging against his reality repeatedly, Kraig made his way to the said class. With what had been going on in his life, it was enough to make him a zombie as he sauntered to the building where the class would be held. This was one of the classes he shared with Wynn and the thought of seeing her was the only motivation he needed. In this gray desolate land, she was the sunflower sitting peacefully. Kraig smiled. He walked into the class, he was almost late, in the sense that the room was already packed with students, what was left was for the professor to come in. In the crowd, he spotted Wynn, headphones on and her eyes pinned on a book she was reading. He approached. Kraig announced himself by waving a hand over her eyes. He succeeded in getting her attention and by seeing him, she smiled. "You're late". She removed her headphones. Kraig sat down on
Kraig's heart skipped a beat as he read the text message. He was not scared of him because he had no reason to be, he was just simply uncomfortable with Juan learning of that particular information. This was because he knew that Juan would want to, in any way possible, use the information for his own benefits. He wanted to understand that it wasn't Juan's fault for ending up in such a position. It had been Wesley who had guided him into this messy state he found himself. And so, Juan's situation was more or less understood. However, it was Juan that called this misfortune upon himself. If only he had given Kraig the opportunity to tell him that he had been there for the meeting. If only Juan had not been such a cruel person who for no reason hated Kraig, then maybe they wouldn't have been in this situation. There was no way to go around this, whether he liked it or not, he had no other choice but to actually meet Juan and then he could hear what Juan wanted from him. After the
Jade could hardly believe that this was real. She was getting married to the heir of the DeVille empire. To the people that knew her, she was a cause for envy. She had her parents' wealth and now she was going to get her man's wealth. It was as if life couldn't get better for her. Everytime she peeked from the book she was reading to stare at the man sitting in front of her, she felt jittery in her stomach. They called it butterflies but this wasn't butter. No, they were dollar bills flying around her stomach. She had known happiness so many times in her life but thinking back, surely nothing can top this. The man sitting down reading a magazine under the shade in the back garden of her house, was a dream come true for her. "I think you should organize a family meeting,'' Jade suggested, "so the relationship between our families can be better". If Jade's eyes weren't shrouded in the pursuit for wealth then she would've been able to see the slight change in Wesley's expressio
The following morning, jade woke up with a frown on her face. This was because she had checked her phone but there wasn't a single text message from Wesley. Her thoughts were running wild and there were so many scenarios playing in her head. And the most vivid one was Wesley running for the hills. She had been told by many of her exes that she was too intense, too into things. Sbe badly dismissed those words and thought they were being too melodramatic. However, seeing that there had been no news from Wesley, and that she was the only one putting in efforts in the relationship, she feared that he was going to say the same thing about her or even worse, he wasn't going to say anything but just simply abandoned her to remain in the relationship. Jade feared for the worst that she couldn't sleep a wink the night before. She decided to send another text message to inform him that she would be at the DeVille company headquarters in a few hours. She waited for a reply but none came. Sh
Without wasting time, Kraig took Carolene away leaving jade standing there. He drove straight to the bank where he had to take the money from and then went back home. It was all over the news that Wesley had been kidnapped and so when Kraig showed up at the bank, he was attended to in a heartbeat except he was informed that the money would need a few hours to be prepared. Kraig thought back to what the kidnapper had said, the next day would be the last. He had been thinking of coming back to the bank the next day but as he recalled, he figured that there wouldn't be enough time and so he waited. The bank finally gave him.the amount he requested when the sun was ready to set. He called the number again: "I have the money, where should I meet you?" He asked. THe call dropped immediately which got him very confused but in less than a minute, his phone vibrated with an address. The person who had kidnapped him was making such demands knowing that if he gave them more than a dayz
The instructor was gripping Carolene's waist too tightly. The groom was expected to be outraged but he wasn't, he was staring at the scene with his head far away from what was happening. He did see what was going on, but he was too deep into his own problems to care and moreover, Carolene didn't really seem to mind the needless touches. She actually seemed to be enjoying the attention. Because why else would the instructor have his hand around her waist as he led her to practice her bridal walk? And there were also the smiles she was throwing at him which vaguely reminded him of the night he had gotten her pregnant. He wondered if her smile had been anything like the one she had on. The instructor was intrigued, probably because he could hold another man's wife in the indecent way he wanted. Yes, his hand was inching towards her butt. Kraig finally couldn't stand it anymore, he loudly cleared his throat. "Do you have to hold her while she walks? I'm not getting married to a cripp