“Chloe, you…” Blake’s voice trailed off as he wasn’t sure how to reply. Chloe walked closer and took a seat beside Blake, her hand holding Blake’s hand gently as she began to explain. “I know it was a very stupid thing to do but all those chatting, sexting and even kissing were just an act to corner George into signing the document. At first, I tried to sway him just to make Jamie pay for cheating on me but then…I decided to use it for a greater goal. I pretended to love him and I messed with his mind into believing that I wanted a fresh start for us.” She paused and swallowed hard before she continued.“That kiss wasn’t part of the plan but when we met up a day before the divorce, he kissed me out of the blue. Pushing him away would have made me hella suspicious which was why I just let it happen.” She concluded and she could finally see a sliver of understanding in his eyes. Victoria decided to chim in to support her, “I brought up the idea of stringing him along. I just needed
"Keep your eyes open! Keep 'em open!" He panicked as he pushed the stretcher into the emergency room. Even though there were three other nurses besides the patient, the doctor looked extremely worried. The patient had just encountered a car crash along the way and fortunately, the doctor who was riding behind her quickly drove her to his hospital. Several hours later Chloe opened her eyes and the first person she saw sitting next to her was–"My Prince, you…" "Just Blake." Blake corrected. 'Of course, she will never say that,' he thought to himself. "Ouch…" She whined as she gently massaged her forehead where she noticed a bandaid. He leaned forward and gently grabbed her hands, "Are you alright? Is your head still hurting?" He slowly withdrew his hands, embarrassed by his overly display of concern, "You shouldn't massage it like that. The stitches will…reopen." "I'm fine Doctor. I'm…I'm–not fine." She burst out crying. Chloe was just on her way from another hospital after suf
"Geo, tell me this isn't happening! You love me to the moon and back, what happened?" Chloe asked. George was now in his trousers as he stood up to his feet and walked towards her, his eyes ridden with guilt. When he was close enough, he grazed his palm gently against her right cheek as he wiped out the tears on it. For a moment, it looked like he really regretted what he had done and Chloe was going to fall for it until he spoke up, "I– I…loved you to the moon and back " He burst into a contagious laughter and Jamie couldn't resist but join him. "Past tense, Chloe! Past tense!" He repeated. Chloe felt her whole world crumble before her eyes. Every sound of their laughter made her heart thump widely in her chest as if it was going to fall into her stomach. "You asked what happened," George finally caught his breath. "Love happened, Chloe! I fell in love all over again, this time, with Jamie!" "To be honest you were the sexiest person alive back in college! So sexy that even Blake
"Have you ever seen me meddling in George's business? You had the most fun in the family, so rest in peace quietly, and don't ruin my sleep." Sebastian's remorseless dismissal sent a chill down Chloe's spine. Of course, the brothers were always at war with each other over power so no one meddled in the other's business except when their father was involved. Hearing his wife, Hilda, giggling in the background, Chloe remembered one of George’s several confessions. The feast was planned for her death so it’s obvious everyone already knew of it. “Try Ruby’s room. She’s the only one who would want to help.” He suggested, banging the door behind her. “I guess it's time Ruby stops being so clueless.” Hilda’s mumble echoed right before the door closed. Disheartened, Chloe trudge towards her room and quickly locked the door behind her, relaxing her back on the door. From George's confession and Sebastian's statement, Chloe realized she would be doomed if she ever sought help from any mem
Chloe jerked off the recliner panting and sweating profusely while gasping for air. “Glad to have you back again, Chloe. You’re finally embracing your healing.” A soothing feminine voice interrupted her thoughts, pulling her attention to her. Chloe was confused as she frantically navigated her environment when she noticed she was standing on her feet and she noticed her hands moving freely on their own. Chloe stared at her hands in disbelief.“Woah!” She gasped and almost immediately covered her mouth with her hands because her voice shocked her. After all, she was dumb. “Chloe, please be seated.” The young lady with ombre straight hair and gray eyes suggested as she gently held onto Chloe’s arm and helped her seat up on the recliner. Everything was seemingly strange to her but as she sat up and looked closer, she remembered exactly where this was.“Dr. Carmen Lopez?” She asked in disbelief. “I think you’re too worked up. Let’s talk at our next session.” Dr. Lopez suggested as sh
Up until the next morning, Chloe strategized. As the day brightened, her fears increased and she realized just how helpless she is. If she was ever going to go up against the Marlowes, she'd need a more powerful alliance. Someone more powerful than the Marlowes and the only family above the Marlowes was the Royal Family! "Blake…" She mumbled thinking about the man that was by her deathbed. As soon as thoughts of Blake flooded her memories, she remembered George's confession and she quickly ran towards their walk-in closet. She frantically searched through her wardrobe, scattering her clothes all around the closet until she came across an old box she had brought with her. With a heavy heart, she opened the box, staring at all the love notes and cute teddy she had received back in college. She had always cherished them, thinking it was from her husband but after knowing the truth, she began to cherish them even more. She went through a few of them, tears streaming down her eyes an
Blake was completely taken aback by Chloe's statement because this was the first time he was having a real conversation with her. Aside from the periodic family dinners the Kensingtons and the Marlowes share, they have never had any personal business and hence, Blake's shock. "What business could you possibly have with Blake?" Ruby asked, baffled. "And why ain't you with George? I thought you were starting your anniversary countdown today?" She asked further. "Some things are much more important than others." Chloe announced, locking eyes with Blake who has now become uncomfortable with the conversation, his discomfort obvious in his darting gaze. "Chloe, you don't mean your meeting is more important than your date with brother, right?" Ruby asked, confused. "Ruby, you already had lunch, right? Your date is over, why don't you excuse us? Or better still go home and rest." Chloe suggested, making Ruby sad. Ruby was a lot younger than Chloe and she had been friends with her long be
Chloe didn’t return home until very late that night and as soon as she walked into the compound, George ran up to her and immediately noticed her now-bandaged forehead. “Goodness, Chloe! Where have you been all day and what happened to you?” George asked, his voice filled with concern. “I accidentally hit my forehead on the car door. Sorry for making you worry.” Chloe lied effortlessly. Throughout the day, Chloe have cried, bled, and eventually taught herself a very big lesson. How to play the player. Everyone in her life seemed to be so great at lying and pretending and Chloe decided she’d win them in their own game. George made sure they got back to their rooms before he continued questioning her. “Chloe, how could you do this to us? We planned a date but you left the house without even informing me of where you are going only to return home with an injury. Do you know how worried I was?” He complained worriedly. It took all the courage Chloe had not to grab his lying lips in