“I want her fired. I don’t care about the nasty things she said to me but for her to call Aunt Abigail a housewife, enjoying Uncle Tony’s hard-earned money as a stay-at-home wife, I can’t bring myself to forgive or see her working in this company ever again,” Kisha explained painfully. Abigail was one of the women she respected so much even when she didn’t know that she would one day be getting married to her son. Seeing the seriousness and anger in her tone, Brian was upset that Linda had the guts to speak to Kisha like that but also, she involved his mother. From the chilliness emitted by the president when he was addressing Linda, even the managers were on edge in their seats. “You said that about my mother?” Brian asked in a low growl, staring daggers at the battered face that had turned extremely ugly. “And what did you call my wife?” His voice tone was becoming dangerous, as he tried to suppress his fury. “I…. I…. Mr.….” Linda was finding it hard to form a sentence from Brian
Brian chuckled and explained, “No. I’m just afraid. What if she had fought back or hit you with something?” Kisha was about to say that no one could defeat her in a fight but then, Brian added, “Or what if you got injured or fell? Don’t forget that you might be pregnant and not know it.” Seeing the direction of the conversation and the level of care in his voice, she was filled with remorse. Indeed, violence never pays. “I will control my temper better next time,” she vowed but Brian shook his head, extending her yard of confusion. “I’m not saying that you should not defend yourself or let people walk over you. What I mean to say is, if you want to hit someone, call me to do it for you. I will hate myself for you getting injured because I could not protect you,” he said with a sad countenance. Kisha smiled and replied, “I get it.” A month later, Brian went with Kisha to Kalen’s wedding. A day after, they were invited to dinner by their parents but it was hosted by Tony and Abigail.
Isaac adjusted Tony's bow tie for the last time, his mind heavy from the memories they shared, his heart braced with complicated emotions. "At long last, you are getting married. Now I'm going to be the only Bachelor in M city."Tony was rather neutral. Marriage to him wasn't a big deal. It was just two lovers announcing to the world their intent to live the rest of their lives together, nothing special. "Don't get emotional. We are still best friends.""But now, Ashley is going to have all your time," Isaac expressed his fear. He understood the essence of marriage that ones' partner came first but Tony the groom, had a rather weird notion."Most of it but not all," he stared at himself proudly in the mirror and said. He had the looks and the playboy vibe all over him, even on this special day."There can't be any more strip clubs," Isaac reminded him but Tony thought otherwise. He shook his head."I don't think that can be erased. You of all peopl
Three Hours Earlier Ivy arrived at the wedding venue earlier to put things together. Overindulgence and quintessence was the trademark of the Wrights family and all designers had assembled to give the event the explicit venue it deserved. Walking to and fro to ensure that everything was up to the Wrights standard, the corner of Ivy's eyes caught a familiar figure. From her model figure, poise and etiquette, it surpassed no other than Ashley, who was supposed to be with her bridesmaids. Instead, she was responding to the flirtatious advances of Richard Wood, the eldest son of the Woods family in the corridor of her hotel room. The wedding was being held in the auditorium of the Wrights luxury hotel in M City. At first, Ivy took no interest but when Richard Woods kissed her sharply on the lips, she couldn't hold it anymore. She had seen them a couple of times throughout the wedding preparations but now, she felt even more unsettled.
"Tony, the priest is waiting," Isaac tapped him for the umpteenth time before he came out of his trance. He was deflated and lost the courage to do this. One moment, he was going to marry the love of his life and the next moment, he was getting married to a stranger. It wasn't how he imagined his life with his future wife. He tried to put up a good show but the pain was simply hard to miss. He was broken. The auditorium had blown up in murmurs and not only was Abigail's palms sweaty but her stockings felt wet from the nervous heat christening her. Her body seemed to not feel the low temperature of the air-conditioner anymore. She couldn't meet the mocking eyes around her, bowing her head slightly in embarrassment. She never wanted this but she couldn't watch her father die. A burst of mocking chuckle closed up on her, sucking the only strength she had left. Not having enough energy after being malnourished for a long time, she felt weak. How could she not have known that her stepmot
Ivy spurt into a peal of nervous laughter. "What do you think is wrong with her? She's just twenty, never been under so much pressure. She's overwhelmed with everything. It's nothing serious," she assured him.Tony frowned. "Twenty? She looks like she's twelve. Too thin."Ivy was taken off guard, not expecting Tony to make those observations in a woman he didn't like but the fact was staring her in the face. Tony had had too much experience with women and didn't need a doctor to know that something was wrong with the woman his mother brought for him. Ivy couldn't tell Tony the truth. He would despise Abigail. "She is petite. Nothing serious. Everything happened so...ehm…I mean so fast, she's being nostalgic," she tactfully said but her actions spoke otherwise and Tony was too smart to not notice."Then why are you nervous and stuttering? I never heard you stammer before. Besides, she is the lightest woman I have ever carried. Doesn't she eat? She seems to
The driver didn't opt to open the door when they arrived. They were in the public eye. Abigail nervously draped on her fur coat, which had been given her by Ivy to fight off the chilly autumn wind. Tony alighted and walked over to Abigails' side. A small smile lined his lips when he opened the door but his eyes were distant when he extended his hand towards her. Ivy's car had pulled over behind them but she couldn't offer any form of help at the moment. The couple had to solve their own problems.The camera flashes, brighter than the sparkling lights illuminating the luxurious hotel, blinded Abigail when her side of the door opened. She could feel a thousand gazes on her, making her stiff and cramp. As if given permission, the microphones and cameras were all around her, she felt hot from their closeness and the blinding camera flashes as soon as the sole of her stilettos touched the red carp
Back in the conference room where the documents were being signed and the transition ongoing, the event was interrupted by a live video on the screen. Richard wanted to prove to his father that he could separate Tony from his newly wedded wife in just a few minutes therefore, everything happening in the garden was being played. He had forgotten to turn off the secret camera when things began moving antithetically.Now, everything had turned in Abigail's favour. His shame was displayed in the open. As the saying goes, when you throw a ball against the wall, it will bounce back to you. Tony had left to the garden at a stroke, while Ivy took over the remaining details. Isaac tried to keep the media in check but he seemed to be failing terribly since they kept following Tony secretly till he stopped a little away from the pair.His fiery