Daniel didn’t stay long at Grandpa Holston’s place as he was in low spirits with the blow that the news of Emile’s departure brought him.
Ronald drove while Daniel sat lost in thought on the way back.
“Why did she leave just like that?” Daniel mumbled as he sat in a daze.
“Why would she stay?” Ronald retorted rudely “Did you ever give her a reason to stay in these 3 years?”
“Huh?” Daniel turned to look at Ronald feeling lost. He couldn’t explain his current state of mind. He should be happy but why did he feel lost?
“Where to?” Ronald drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. He didn’t want to pursue this topic. Although he never agreed with what Daniel did over the last three years; he didn’t want him to delve into it, especially now that there was no point.
“Your apartment or house?” Ronald asked again, since he didn’t get a response.
“House??” Daniel repeated regretfully before asking “Drop me off at my office.”
The “house” Ronald referred to, was the wedding present Grandpa Holston gave him and Emile as their wedding present. He didn’t want to go there yet! At least not until he was able to digest his current situation.
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George, Daniel’s right-hand man and personal assistant was waiting for him with a twisted expression when he arrived at the office.
“What is it?” Daniel asked in a grumpy voice as he sat in his chair behind the desk.
“The board of directors aren’t convinced with the decision to invest in medical research.” George wrinkled his forehead as he continued “Two of the old foggey’s have threatened to withdraw they funds.”
“Threaten…. Ha!” Daniel scoffed as he turned on his laptop “Tell them they are welcome to sell their shares. Buy them back at market price.”
“Anything else?” Daniel raised his head as he saw George standing still without any intention of leaving.
“Michelle called.” George had no idea why his boss was infatuated with that woman. He couldn’t see an honest bone in her when he looked.
“And?”
“She asked me where you were?” George shrugged “I figured the reason she asked me was because you said you were here.” He paused to take in Daniel’s reaction before continuing “I told her you were in a meeting and would pass the message when you came out.”
“Um” Daniel nodded before turning his attention back to his laptop.
“Oh …” Just as George was about to walk out of the office Daniel stopped him “Find out where Emile is staying.”
“Isn’t she with you?” George asked in confusion.
“We got divorced.” Daniel responded flatly before ignoring George’s gossipy eyes and turning back to work. George had no choice but to leave the room with a heart full of gossip.
Daniel sat back tiredly and closed his eyes once George left the room. He wasn’t in the mood for work or company. That’s partly the reason he asked Ronald to drop him off here; He could avoid everyone under the pretext of work. The other reason was he didn’t want to go back to the house. He needed to calm down and sort out his emotions.
He had always known how much Emile liked him. He chose to feign ignorance till he was forced by his Grandpa’s iron fist. Even so, he never gave her any false hopes. He felt he had treated her fairly and felt annoyed when he thought about how she didn’t even have the curtesy to bid a proper farewell. He conveniently forgot the last 6 months and his rudeness on the night of their third wedding anniversary.
His life flashed past him as he sat reminiscing about the last few years. Their cooperative first year, the awkward second year, his acceptance and reluctance towards her affection and his confused feelings and finally the last six months where he turned into a beast flashed past like a reel of movie. Daniel knitted his brows as he reflected on his actions but soon comforted himself that his behavior was justified. His Michelle wouldn’t have run away from him and have to live miserably overseas if it wasn’t for Emile. They had an agreement. She was the one who violated the agreement first, what reason did she have to cry victim?
“Dring…. Dring…. Dring…” Daniel’s phone rang waking up from his thoughts.
“Danie are you okay?” Michelle’s worried voice came through even before he could say hello.
“Um”
“Danie, where are you?” I will come over. Danie, I am worried.” Michelle spoke in one breath without giving Daniel a chance to speak.
“I am in the office.”
“I will come over.” Michelle hung up without waiting for Daniel to respond. Her intuition told her something was wrong with the way Daniel interacted with her during these two days. She wanted to find Emile and find out but hit a brick wall at that end.
Daniel looked at the screensaver he had saved of Michelle and smiled bleakly. What was he worried about. He was finally free… finally free to marry Michelle and give her the title that was rightfully hers. Without realizing, Daniel lifted his righthand and clutched his chest in the position of his heart to ease the stifling feeling.
He hypnotized himself saying this was outcome was inevitable; he couldn’t be unfair to Michelle’s love for him all these years. The only reason he was feeling uncomfortable was because it was abrupt.
Daniel didn’t have to delve in introspection for long as Michelle arrived 10 mins later.
“Danie, baby, are you okay?” Michelle asked in concern as soon as she entered. She walked straight to his desk and sat in his arms hugging his neck without waiting for a response.
“What’s wrong?” She asked again in concern as she lifted her chin to look into his eyes as he didn’t respond.
“I am divorced.” Daniel’s eyes darted trying to elude her gaze.
“Really?” Michelle’s face brightened with excitement, not realizing something was wrong with Daniel.
“Um” Daniel absent-mindedly twirled his finger on her hair.
“That’s great.” Michelle clapped as she sat upright “Now no one will stop us from being together.”
“Um” Daniel hummed against his will. Emile never stopped them; instead they were the ones overindulging in her acquiescence. Now that he had time to think, Emile never once voiced her opinion or requests in their relationship. The only thing against her was Michelle word that Emile threatened her.
He still remembered Emile’s shell-shocked expression and outburst when she heard this. At that time, he had put it down to her trying to cover up her guilty conscience. But now that he had time to calm down and reflect, he was not so sure. Emile’s nature was straightforward. She never had qualms owning up to anything she did.
“Baby, are we going home together today?” Michelle asked as she looked hopefully towards Daniel. She was finally able to get rid of that bitch.
“Let’s go my apartment.”
“Why? Is she there?” Michelle pouted “Does she want the house?”
“Baby, I like that house.” Michelle continued to act like a spoiled child and flirted coquettishly without giving Daniel a chance to speak.
“She didn’t ask for anything.” Daniel knitted his brows in frustration.
“Huh?”
“I don’t want to keep the house. I am planning to dispose it.” Daniel didn’t want to continue the topic.
“Why? Baby, I really like the house.” Michelle drew circles on his chest as she insisted with a pout.
Michelle sat up from her coquettish posture and looked at Daniel with caution when she didn’t hear his agreement. He always agreed with her.
“Do you have feelings for her? Are you regretting it?” Michelle lowered her head with feigned sorrow “Then… then…”
“Don’t .. it’s not like that.” Daniel hurriedly stopped her. He hated seeing her aggrieved look the most.
“I was only thinking about you.” He hugged her close “I thought you wouldn’t want to stay there.”
“Really??” She looked at him skeptically before leaning into his embrace “Then you don’t have to worry. I like that house.” Michelle continued in a soft voice with deep feelings “Although she lived in that house, it was also the house where we officially lived together. There is too many of our memories there.”
She would never tell him the truth. This was the house where she got to trample on the rich miss perfect everyday…. The house where she could affirm her position in his heart was untouchable. To add to that, the house was located in a prime location and was a symbol of status and unshakeable power.
“All right...” Daniel sighed “If you like it!”
Michelle took the key from him and decided to head to the house to make the changes she wanted as she would be the mistress of the house from today onwards.
Emile sat in the airport lounge waiting for her flight. This was the first time in three years that she felt peaceful. She took a deep breath and exhaled … in an effort to exhale the last three years of her life as a bad dream. She didn’t want to be resentful; She chose to forget and start anew. That was why she wanted to travel somewhere new… somewhere she didn’t know anyone. She wasn’t running away. She would eventually come back. This is where her most cherished people .. her parents and grandfather rested. She would not give up on them for the sake of someone who didn’t cherish her. She needed to heal. She would come back when she was ready to face this place without resentment and regret. “Dring… dring… dring…” Emile’s phone broke the tranquility of the moment. “Girl, where are you?” Abbey screamed as soon as the call was answered. “I am in the VIP lounge of the airport.” Emile responded with a smile as a warm feeling crept up her heart. Some friendships never change. No matte
Emile and Abbey reached their first destination, Mauritius around midday. Having no plan was the best plan. The two best friends decided to chill at the world class hotel they booked into on the first day before getting into touristy mode and booked themselves into an indulgent beauty saloon for a relaxing massage after a sumptuous feast. The next five days were jam-packed with activities starting a luxurious catamaran cruise of the northern islands. Abbey’s camera lens snapped away at the breath-taking views while Emile immersed herself in the experience. This was her first time travelling away from home, away from comfort zone; She had always lived a protected life with her grandfather and cousins where university was the furthest, she travelled away from home. Every experience was new and invigorating, opening a whole new world, whether it was admiring the vibrant colors of the ocean or the magnificent mountain views or snorkeling at one of the beaches, diving with Emperor Angelf
Michelle came to Daniel's office after shopping to her heart's content and accompanied Daniel outside for dinner to celebrate his freedom. Later she took him to her place and told him that they would stay here for the time being. Daniel didn't have any objections and assumed that she was considering his feelings, knowing that he wasn't ready to go back there. On the fourth day, as Daniel was getting ready to go to work, she informed him that they would move back that day. "Danie Baby, I will pack and move in the afternoon. You should come back early." She twirled her fingers on his chest "I will be waiting." "Why are we moving so soon?" Daniel was stumped. She didn't ask him if he was ready to go back. No matter how you looked at it, he had lived there with Emile for 2.5 years, on their own. Even if he swore, he didn't have any thoughts towards her, he would be lying through his teeth if he said that there were no instances when he wasn't tempted or moved. "Why?" Michelle pouted a
Daniel reached back at the villa around 6pm; The chat with Ron helped resolve his dilemma. He managed to convince himself that he knew what he wanted and there was no need to be confused.Michelle was watching television in the lounge room when he arrived.“Your back.” Michelle smiled happily as she saw him and hopped into his embrace but soon wrinkled her nose “You drank?”“Just a social meet.” Daniel smiled as he hugged her “Were you bor…” He didn’t complete what he was about to say as he was shocked by the interior. It had totally changed.“Do you like it?” Michelle smiled mischievously as she looked at his face waiting for his approval. Sadly, the approval never lit up on his face. What Michelle didn’t know was that although this was the wedding house that Grandpa Holston gifted Daniel and Emile, Daniel had personally designed it as it was always meant to be his and Michelle’s house in his mind. The only place he asked Emile’s input was the guest bedroom, even the kitchen was desi
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Christopher sat at his desk trying to calm his mental faculties as he ended the call. He had no idea why Emile wanted to talk but he was sure it wouldn’t be anything good. He hoped that this wouldn’t be the last conversation they had. He didn’t wish for much. He was happy to stand behind and watch her smile. He hoped to heavens that he wouldn’t be denied that right.As he thought of the many reasons for ‘Can we talk’, a face flashed by his mind’s eye. He clenched his fists as he thought of whether the reason was Daniel. Were they going to reconcile? He sighed deeply as his lips curled up in a derogatory smile. Although he felt a painful tug in his heart, he realized that it didn’t matter as long as she was happy!Reigning his thoughts that were racing around like mad horses, Christopher left his room to meet Emile at the Café downstairs as they agreed.Emile was waiting at the café downstairs when Christopher came down.“What’s up?” Christopher asked with a calm and casual façade as h
“I, the heiress of Burke industries was reduced to living the life of a lowly prostitute” Emile’s sobs became more heartbreaking “By day, a tool to vent his anger and by night, a tool to douse his sexual needs. In society, I became a joke, a notorious woman who used despicable means to steal a husband but incapable of keeping him; who was not even worth mentioning in front of an evening partner of my husband.”“I had to stop work and cut-off contacts with all my friends…. Living my nightmare day in and day out, without even knowing the charge I was guilty of.”“Every day from then on was a living hell till 2 months ago when Michelle came back.” Emile managed say these words between sobs.Christopher’s knuckles were white from being clenched; the veins on his temples bulging from anger. Although she hadn’t used so many words to explicitly say what she went through, hearing the pain in those
Emile seemed to have been suck in a vortex, relieving the moments from six months ago. She knew that she should get as far away from the vortex as possible… but she couldn’t; It seemed like someone pushed her in… into her worst nightmare!She was sitting at her desk chatting with her Grandpa’s photograph. This was a habit she developed ever since Grandpa passed away. Whenever she had something pressing on her mind, she would sit at her desk talking as she stared at a picture of her Grandpa’s picture. He had a serene amiable smile that it would calm her mind and somehow had the magic to put her worries back in her stomach.That day, was no different from any other except that it was his death anniversary and she had just lighted a candle and was offering a remembrance prayer when Daniel barged in –“You witch….”“Daniel???” Emile stood up in shock. He had never been rude towards her in all these years; moreover, they seemed to have been getting on well these past months. He had even to