Declan was quiet throughout the entire ride back to his apartment. A surge of annoyance pierced through him. He could not bear any more rejection that suddenly seemed to be the order of his life. He was not happy that Hannah just stood there and watched her father talk to him in the manner he did. On the other hand, he had to come to the painful realization that he was her father, and she owed him respect. As he stood in the elevator that led to his penthouse, he thought about his decision to get married to Hannah. He was not so sure that he made the right decision, but he loved her. She had such a gentle aura about her, and that beautiful smile of hers and those soft lips of hers. He had grown so fond of her and he was not sure he would come to love another woman the same way. Just as he stepped out of the shower, his phone beeped. He glanced at the screen, and there was a text from Hannah. How did she know that he had been thinking about her? "We need to talk?" her text said.
"I can't believe he asked Hannah to marry him", Patricia blurted out to Daniel, with obvious disgust, as she strolled into their lavishly furnished mansion.She had gone to get him from the airport.According to him, he was away at a business meeting, but she knew that he had just rounded up a vacation with one of his mistresses.She had employed someone to keep tabs on him, and she had photo shreds of evidence that depicted his philandering ways.That has been his lifestyle even before she married him. Women flocked around him because he was the face of his prestigious family business for a long time.Every lady wanted to be associated with him and he opened his hands to welcome all their advances.It disgusted her that despite being married to her, he continued with what he was doing. Sometimes, she wished that she ended up marrying Declan.She was always scared for her life that Daniel would infect her with some disease, but she would never confront him for his lifestyle.She let i
Declan glanced at the screen of his phone. He was surprised to see that it was Hannah calling him. He had tried to reach out to her for the past few weeks, and she had been ignoring him. He avoided visiting the hospital to see her. He did not want to cause a scene and embarrass her. "Hey babe, I've been trying to get a hold of you. I'm surprised you called. How are you doing?" Declan spoke up first, and immediately wished he had not. He was suddenly blabbing. He wondered why he felt so uneasy even when she was not standing before him. She had that effect
The family business was calling for a different kind of expansion, and Declan was willing to try out new things. If there was a right time to work on his legacy, it would be at this time. Despite his relationship problems, Declan had stayed consistent with working to sustain the family business and create room for expansion. Once Hannah complained about how she felt like a second girlfriend because he dedicated so much time to his work. He had laughed so hard and told her that he had tasted the bitter side of life, that robbed him of basic needs, and so, she had to decide if she wanted a broke boyfriend who would spend the whole day with her or a busy one who could provide for her and still try to spend time with her.
Declan drove to the hospital hastily. Hannah's distance from him was still driving him insane, but he was not going to see her.Lord Rowland had sent for him, but there was this gnawing need in him to just catch a glimpse of her at the very least.He had also decided to relate his new business idea to Lord Rowland for a sort of approval, which he did not need, but thought necessary.He swerved into the driveway and parked his convertible car in a safe spot. A knot tightened in his stomach as he entered the hospital.His nose scrunched up with the antiseptic smell that he had become accustomed to, the perks of having a nurse for a girlfriend.As
Daniel paced about in his office continuously, thinking hard. He could not help but assume that Declan was up to something, but he could not wrap his head around it."You know you can bore a hole in the ground with those endless pacing", Patricia said, her eyes still glued to her phone as she tapped away.Daniel had requested that they see and talk this morning. He had not spent the night at the house, but he had told her that he had a late-night meeting with some investors.She knew he was lying. He knew she knew he was lying, but they had a silent agreement, to always come to terms with an unspoken truth. They chose silence instead, as always."You know, I just know he's up to something but I can't pla
Hannah dialed Declan for the umpteenth time but he was not answering. Lord Rowland had sent for him earlier in the day and was unable to reach him.After so much reluctance, she had decided to dial him herself, but he was still not answering. "Good riddance", she muttered under her breath. Was he ignoring her?She tried to wrap her head around why Declan would choose not to answer her. Maybe he was trying to get back at her for the days she had been aloof.It was not her intention. A part of her yearned for him too but she deserved more from him than just mere affirmations of his love for her. She wanted to know that she could be respected around him.She finally gave up trying to reach him and wal
Declan sat quietly in the plane. His gaze had been focused on the window since they took off. Seeing his father after so long did many things to his mind and he would not know how to react.Lord Rowland had given him the details of where to find his father and if he succeeded, bring him back home."Your drink sir", the air hostess said, bringing him out from his pool of thought, and averting his gaze for the first time."Thanks", he muttered with a wave of his hand, signaling her to leave. He held the glass for a bit and soon gulped down the entire content.Soon, he picked up the files Michael had neatly packaged for him, the ones he had promised to look through on the plane.