Susan's POVWhen I saw George aiming the gun at Isabella, ready to shoot her, I threw caution to the wind and launched at him. I tried to snatch the gun away from him, but he skillfully turned, preventing me from taking the gun.Unable to snatch the gun, I dropped to my knees in front of George and held his legs tightly, pleading and sobbing loudly, "Please, George, kill me instead! Spare my daughter, I beg you! Kill me!"All I cared about was keeping my daughter safe. Isabella, sensing my distress, coupled with my loud cries, started crying and wiggling in Georgina's arms."Stop crying, you little brat!" Georgina yelled at Isabella, making her cry even harder.My motherly instincts took over, and I lunged at Georgina, trying to get Isabella back. I grabbed Georgina's hair and yanked it back, trying to take Isabella away but George grabbed me from behind, dragging me farther from Georgina.Unknown to him, Patrick had slowly managed to stand and threw a punch at George, making him let g
George's POVGeorgina, my mistress, and Susan, my savior, had two different personalities.Georgina never spoke kindly to me like Susan did, and she never promised to love and care for me.I got so attached to Georgina that I couldn't tell if I loved or hated her.Ever since our mother died due to our toxic father who got so drunk and beat her to death, I had never truly healed.Georgina wasn't at home when the incident happened, I was the only one who witnessed my mother being beaten to death by my drunk and abusive father.I kept the truth from Georgina to spare her the pain of knowing that our father killed Mother. She thought Mom died from an illness.I missed her so much and began to see her in Georgina. Her absence in my life made me hate our father so much.After our mother's death, Georgina was all I had. She was the only one I could talk to comfortably. Even though she made me do things I was not proud of, I had no one else to turn to... until Susan came into my life.That fa
Patrick's POVSix months later…."And the Staff of the Year award goes to Miss Trisha Camwood."Trisha beamed with smiles as she made her way to the stage to accept her award.It was our company's end-of-year party, and I had the honor of presenting the award to the best staff of the year."Congratulations, Trisha, you truly deserve it," I said, handing her the award with a smile."Thank you so much, Sir," she replied, taking the award happily.As the party was going on, I went to get a drink and found Sebastian and Mr. Stephen deep in conversation."You never told us how you managed to gather all that fnal evidence against the Godfather. Come on, tell me, I have been dying to know," Sebastian asked eagerly.“That's true. We never got to know how you managed to do it, Mr. Stephen, tell us,” I added.Mr. Stephen grinned proudly, "You boys still have a lot to learn from me. Don't worry, I won't charge you if you decide to be my disciples. Or would you rather ask the Godfather himself, w
Susan's POVI paced back and forth, clutching my phone tightly. I tried to take deep breaths and steady myself. How could he do this to me?Hey, my love, how was your day?" Patrick, my husband, suddenly entered with a warm smile on his face.I wanted to wipe that smile off his face, but I kept calm and told him, "We need to talk, Patrick.""What's wrong, Suzy? You look upset, what seems to be the problem?" He asked when he finally noticed that I did not welcome him home in the usual manner or smile at the way he shortened my name like I normally would."I received a message today. An anonymous message at my place of work""Okay, what was the message all about, Suzy?" He asked."Pictures, Patrick! Pictures of you with another woman in a bar!" I shouted and locked eyes with him,my voice trembled with hurt and anger."Pictures of me with another woman? How is that even possible?" He looked so confused and guileless. If I didn't have evidence, I would have believed him.I narrowed my eyes
Patrick's POVI had always wanted a good life for Suzy, the love of my life. I only wanted to provide the best for her. How did things turn out this way?I became so distracted by making money that I didn't know I was pushing away the very person that mattered most to me.I often hung out with my new friends, and I must confess, they badly influenced my life. When I started hanging out with them at the bar, I became so careless and made the terrible mistake of sleeping with Rose, the bartender.Who sent those pictures to Susan? I couldn't even remember when they were taken. Was it Rose who planned all this? For what purpose exactly? If she wanted money, why didn't she come to me for that?I felt so terrible that Susan had to leave me. I deserved it, though, because I betrayed her trust.I sat on the floor, thinking about my mistakes. Shortly after, there was a loud knock on the front door.The knock came again, louder and more urgent. Who could that be? I hesitated for a moment before
Patrick's POV"Talk to me, Sebastian, you are scaring me. Did something happen to her? I hope she is fine?" I asked worriedly, anxious to know why Sebastian was reluctant to talk."Concerning Susan… I went to see her, and she filed for divorce. I am sorry, Patrick." Sebastian finally confessed."What! No, Suzy can't do that to me! I thought she said she needed some time alone! What happened? Did she find out about all these?"My eyes welled up with tears, and my heart broke at the thought of losing Susan. The worst thing I feared was finally happening."I don't think Susan knows, I spoke with her, and she seemed ignorant of what was happening. She only handed the divorce papers to me and told me to give them to you. I wanted to tell her you were in prison, but I remembered you warned me not to," Sebastian explained."I don't want her to know, Sebastian, she has been through so much lately." I said as I slumped back in my chair, a mix of defeat and frustration etched on my face.This w
Susan's POVFive years later..."Finish your breakfast, sweetie, you don't want to be late for school, do you? And you know we can't skip meals, especially when you have to see your doctor later," I said, urging Isabella, my daughter, to eat."Darling, can you help me get Isabella's lunch pack? I left it on the kitchen counter," I said to George, my husband."Right away, honey," he answered.I looked at him and smiled softly. I was so lucky to have gotten married to a caring and peaceful man like him. He was always attentive, loving, and understanding."And here you go, honey," George said, handing me the lunch pack I had packed earlier for our daughter."Thank you, darling, don't forget that Isabella has her doctor's appointment with Dr. Georgina right after school today," I reminded him."Ah, that's right! Thanks for reminding me, honey.""You are welcome, darling.""Alright, sweetie, time to go to school. Be a good girl, okay? I love you." I kissed Isabella on the cheek, and she gi
Susan's POVI was overwhelmed with mixed emotions when I saw Patrick. I was at a loss as to what to say or do. The pain and agony from five years ago suddenly flashed in my mind, and I flared up."What do you want, Patrick, and how did you find me?""Suzy, it's nice to...""Don't call me Suzy, I don't go by that name anymore. Call me Susan, and you still haven't answered my question!" I questioned.Patrick was the only one I knew who called me 'Suzy'. When I met new friends and they tried shortening my name to 'suzy', I warned them against it because it reminded me of Patrick.Okay, Susan, please hear me out. I know I am the last person you want to see, but can we talk? There are a lot of things we need to discuss," he said."We have nothing to talk about, Patrick. Please leave this instant and never come back!" I shouted angrily."Susan, I am truly sorry for what I did to you and for destroying the love and trust we once shared, but give me the chance to talk with you," he requested