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
The same time, many miles away in Mauritius-Emile, Abbey and Christopher spent the next two days exploring the the magical volcanic rain forest landscapes of southwest Mauritius. Whether it was the Trou Aux Cerfs which is the famous dormant volcano or the Mare Aux Vacoas, a reservoir embedded deep in the forest or the Grand Bassin which is the sacred lake of Mauritius, it was a magical experience for trio. Abbey didn’t forget to capture each beauty through her camera lens. Emile’s favourite was the Chamarel waterfall and the 7 coloured earth. While most people in the tour group went for a swim in the pool at the foot of the Chamarel waterfall, Emile sat scribbling her inspirations onto her notepad. Christopher sat by her side accompanying her quietly.Both Emile and Abbey were exhausted after the two-day trip and spent the next day lazily planning what to do next. Christopher left the planning to the ladies and spent the day catching up with all the documents and issues pending at h
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
Emile had just turned to face Daniel and didn’t expect the kick; She fell backwards onto the shards as she tried to balance herself.“Ahhhaaa…” Emile cried out in pain. Blood seeped out through the cuts onto her dress, but Daniel didn’t seem to have noticed this and dragged her back onto the bed as he forced her. He didn’t seem to hear her rejection nor her screams of being in pain. He didn’t stop until she couldn’t hold on any longer and fainted.Daniel looked at Emile in disgust as he tidied his clothes and walked out of the room without a second glance just like last night. He didn’t even bother to cover her with a blanket.Daniel left early the next morning as he had a meeting with overseas delegates without even giving Emile a second thought.Alice was surprised to see that Emile had not made breakfast again. She wondered if the young lady had become enlightened. She didn’t understand
Emile heaved a sigh of relief as she noted that Daniel was not at home. She had no idea why he turned into the devil but after two days of torture, she was truly afraid of him. She decided to send Alice back as she had been at hospital taking care of her and didn’t have time to go home. Alice cooked a few light meals for Emile and left after changing the dressing for the wound on Emile’s back since she couldn’t convince Emile. She knew the young lady had her best interests at heart and didn’t argue further. In the afternoon, after eating the meal that Alice had prepared, Emile ate her medicines and was about to head upstairs when she heard the door opening. She froze in fear not knowing what to do. She didn’t want to see Daniel if she could help it but fate wasn’t so kind. Daniel walked into the lounge room and saw Emile standing with her back facing him. He didn’t know what happened to him, every time he saw her, it was like anger would explode like a volcanic eruption. “Decided
The next month was more bearable; less torturesome, with Daniel returning less frequently. Even when he returned, Emile didn’t have to worry about endless torture…. His phone would always dutifully ring after half an hour to an hour and would almost always leave immediately regardless of whether he was frustrated or not.It would be a lie if Emile said she wasn’t jealous as she saw his indulgence towards Michelle. But those feelings wouldn’t last long, she had no longer had any fantasies or requests from Daniel; he had crushed all of them with his ruthlessness’ Now, she was patiently biding her time; waiting to embrace the endless blue skies, the bliss of freedom!Two days before their third wedding anniversary, Daniel returned in a fowl temper and tortured Emile the whole night before announcing the next day that Michelle would be returning to stay with them. He warned her not to come up with any of her tricks or else he would make sure she paid with her life. Emile’s only response w