~Queenie~"Congratulations Mrs. Aspen, you're four weeks pregnant." The doctor said with a broad smile, handing me a report, I was dumbstruck. Subconsciously, I reached out and took the report, and my other hand subconsciously went to my stomach to feel if it was true. Unlike before, she felt a faint heartbeat. "Are...you sure about this, doctor?" I asked, flustered. The doctor smiled at me. "I am very sure, Mrs. Aspen. In fact, I conducted the test three times and I still had the same result. If you're still not convinced, you can pay a visit to another hospital." I nodded with a smile. Biting down on my quivering lips, I stood up and walked out. I visited three more hospitals and got the same answer. I was overly excited as I tucked all the results into an envelope before walking home. I got home by seven in the evening. The gloomy house welcomed me once again. I glanced at the dining table and shook my head seeing the foods untouched. Nevertheless, I didn't let it spoil my m
I was beaten the day before and was still in pain. And now, I am being beaten again. As Velon's leather shoe landed on me, I held my stomach tightly praying within me that nothing would happen to my child. "You shameless woman! Not only are you barren, but you also want to get rid of other's joy!" By the time he was done with me, I was half-dead. He walked towards Alicia and asked affectionately. "Are you and the baby alright?" Alicia nodded weakly, holding her forehead. "I'm fine but I do feel a little dizzy. Can we go do a checkup just to be sure?" He nodded immediately. He had been without a child for three years. Not only had it given people the impression he was impotent, it had also made him a subject of scorn. Because of his frivolous behavior before he got married, a few people concluded it had led to his inability to have a child. After Alicia informed him of her pregnancy, he had been so excited that he no longer tried to hide their relationship. Due to his happiness
Velon's eyes dimmed, but his countenance remained the same as he signalled for a maidservant. "Get her her things!" The girl who had been waiting for his order, nodded and walked up the stairs. She grabbed me things from the guest room I stayed in and walked back downstairs. I stared at my belongings which the maid held in her hands like some little girl's plaything and shook my head. "I don't think there's any need for that. You can toss them away. The compensation I have will cover my expenses."After saying that, I cast the couple one last glance, my eyes reddened literally holding back the tears from pouring down. It was nighttime when I left the house. Velon was rather in a daze as he watched as walk away pitifully. Seeing his gaze, Alicia's eyes flashed as she walked towards him and hung a hand on his shoulder. "I felt the baby kick just now!" Just like she thought, he snapped out of his thoughts and turned to look at her. ~Velon~I directly held her waist tenderly as I l
~General POV~ The next day, which was a Thursday, Velon received a wedding invitation from Verlice. His heart hammered against his chest at the thought Pierce had finally taken interest in him. Although he was a wealthy man, his wealth and influence was like a drop of water into a water filled ocean. In other words, in front of people like Pierce, he was nothing. He quickly tore open the invitation and his chest tightened at the name of the groom. Alicia who was beside him also peeked at the letter. However, unlike Velon, she was quick to wave the thought away. "You really don't think it's Queenie, right?" "I don't know. It's just a speculation I'm having." The man replied with a sigh. "It can't possibly be her. I mean where did she meet him? Besides, Pierce Verlice doesn't seem like someone with a bad taste." She added. Velon wasn't bothered about Queenie, he just thought it was surprising if she was really the bride of Verlice. Turns out he was overthinking it. Saturday, th
Next morningWhen Queenie woke up, she was first astounded with the sight of a new, beautiful ceiling. Just when she began admiring it did she hear a voice beside her. "I've been waiting for you." Startled, she turned slowly to look at Pierce. The scenes from the days before flooded into her head. She was now Mrs. Verlice and the tanned man beside her was her husband, the legendary Pierce Verlice. "Good morning." She greeted, after she regained her senses. The man chuckled and got off the bed. She noticed he was dressed in casual clothes and asked. "Are you going somewhere?" "Yes." The man replied curtly and smiled. "I'm going shopping for the child's clothes and food.""If you do that, what else do I do?" She asked, perplexed. "I don't want you to stress yourself. Just stay at home and keep yourself healthy until you're due." Before she could say more, the man slipped out of the room. She lowered her head while her hands grabbed the bed sheets tightly wondering why the man ca
As soon as Pierce left the supermarket, he was immediately surrounded by a lot of reporters. His brows furrowed tightly and his eyes darkened. Obviously, he was annoyed. Seeing it, some reporters backed off while some new ones who were eager to gain a foothold and get a raise in salary, still questioned him crazily. "Mr. Verlice, a video was released to the general public just a few minutes ago. It was an expectant mothers' instructor, Anna Brendon, is she perhaps, your wife?" Amidst all the numerous questions being hurled at him, that was the only one that captivated his interest. He tapped the bodyguard who was warding the reporters off and gazed straight at the name tag of the lady who asked him. Sucking his teeth, he asked. "Veronica Vendell, did Anna Brendon put you up to this?" The question caught the lady off guard. However, it was not her first time of doing such a thing, hence, she wasn't so flustered. "No, Mr. Verlice. Questions like these are what the netizens are in
When Pierce got home that day, he learnt from the maidservants Queenie had gone to sleep. So as quietly as he could, he slipped into the room, into the bathroom, had his bath and quietly climbed onto the bed. Before he slept, he contemplated on whether to hug her to sleep or not to. With a sigh, he turned to the other side and slept off. Next MorningWhen Queenie woke up, Pierce was long gone. She rubbed her head nervously wondering if her words had upsetted him so much. She heard a knock on the door and got off the bed to answer it. "Good morning, Mrs. Verlice." "Good morning, Mrs. Verlice." The two maids who were outside the door greeted, lowering their heads as they spoke. Queenie was first startled by their behavior before she realized she was no longer in Velon's house where the servants treated her like trash. She smiled at them and said. "Morning. What do you two want?" The two maidservants consisted of two teenage looking girls who didn't seem to be more than 18. One
Queenie decided to go first meet Jessica before going to Glamour Entertainment. When she got outside, she met a man putting on a suit, patiently standing beside a black Bentley. When he saw Queenie, he walked up to her and bowed down a little. "Good morning, Mrs. Verlice. My name is Vincent and I was tasked to take you anywhere you wish to go. In other words, I'm your assigned driver." Queenie looked back at the car and nodded, but she had a complaint to make. "Why does it have to be such an eye-catching model?" Vincent glanced back at the car and grimaced. "Mr. Verlice knew you'd say such, which was why he gave this Bentley. It is, in fact, the lowest model in his garage." Queenie clicked her tongue. "Rich people sure know how to spend money. I'm going to meet a friend in a café." "Okay, ma'am." Said Vincent as he walked back to the car and pulled the door open. "Please." It had been a long time since she was treated in such a respectful way and as such, her cheeks burned