~ 5 MONTHS LATER ~
~ HAMES ~
My poor heart was beating really fast as Imogen was struggling to get Tristan's head out of her tiny hole, groaning and sweating. I felt helpless. I wanted to help her with the pain but all I could do was hold her hand really tight, muttering soothing words to her.
Her fingernails were digging into my skin. It was hurting but I knew the pain was nothing compared to hers. It felt like I could feel her pain, my heart was aching, I was very sweaty.
"Don't worry, baby. Please stay calm." I continued to comfort her
"Hames," she cried, breathing heavily.
~ IMOGEN ~"Isn't it weird that they are getting married so soon?" I asked Hames as he helped me with the zipper of my gown."So it wasn't weird to you that we got married a week after we announced our wedding?""Oh yeah, that's true. I almost forgot how my husband forced me to marry him when I didn't love him yet.""You know that's not true." He hugged me from behind, kissing my cheeks. "I didn't force you to, you could've backed out of it and paid the forty million dollars on your own.""You made it seem like I was helpless." I held his hands."You weren't helpless, you could've also gone to court
~ HAMES ~"My baby," Imogen dropped to the floor, breaking into tears. "Nothing must happen to my Tristan.""Don't worry, nothing will happen to our son." I crouched beside her."If anything terrible happens to him, I swear I'll kill myself." She cried."Stop saying nonsense! Nothing will happen to him and you're not going to kill yourself.""I will," she buried her head in her palm. "Do you know how hard it was to survive through those months to have him?""Daisy, please take her to her room. I'll try to find Tristan.""Don't you dare touc
EPILOGUE~ 10 YEARS LATER ~~ IMOGEN ~"Mom, I feel like a really big boy now." Tristan said, flexing his biceps.I burst into laughter. "I guess you should.""When are we going to Aunt Lila's, I miss Indy so much.""Didn't you see Indy last week?""Yes, to give her a pre-birthday gift but today is her birthday, I can't wait to give her her original birthday gift. And did you know she's now in the first grade?""Yes, I know that, Tristan.""Can you believe that? She's such a child." He shook his head while I laughed again. "When are we leaving?""Very soon, after your father returns.""Okay, I'll start getting ready. I love you, Mom."
IMOGEN MARK"Ouch," I whined, rubbing the bump on my forehead. "Nikita," I called my best friend who was sprawled carelessly on the bed.Nikita Bend obviously heard me but chose to ignore me; she winced and turned around, covering her ears with a pillow."Nikita!" I snapped, wearing a frown.She groaned, muttering cuss words to herself before she succumbed to roll over again and sat up straight, pulling her knees to her chest. "What the heck is your problem?" She frowned, raised her arms above her head to stretch, yawning loudly."Is the bump on my head so noticable?" I asked, rubbing the bump gently.
"Transferring me? That's… I…" I was totally lost of words to say."Now stand," he smiled.In an instant, I rose to my feet, picked my bag from the floor. "You mean Hames Hendrix, CEO of 'HamIX International'?" My eyebrows furrowed unintentionally."Yes," he nodded, narrowed his eyes at me. "Do you have a problem with that?""Yes!" I didn't mean to snap at him but I did. "He's been here a couple of times and I swear he doesn't seem like a nice person at all. He's always so arrogant, rude and—" I was cut off."It's okay. You'll have to adapt to him." He shrugged, opened the drawer of his table and took out a brown e
Quick A/N: I made this chapter long, which means more words to read. I'll try to update it sooner. Don't forget to leave your comments, they're really motivating 😊***"Nikita, are you crazy?!" I snapped at her."What's your problem? I can't drive you to work everyday, I also have things to attend to with my personal life, now get out of my car." She unlocked the doors."Why'd you stop driving mid-way? HamIX International is still way far away from here." I grumbled."That isn't my problem, you know?" She smirked at me. "You can walk to the nearest bus stop which is twenty minutes away then go with a public bus."
~ HAMES HENDRIX ~"Can I leave now?" Miss Mark asked, obviously looking so stressed out from the day's work.I glanced at the wall clock. It was 2 hours past working hours. It wasn't my fault I had tons of things to do than close so early."Have you planned my schedule for next week?" I raised an eyebrow at her."Uh— I'm almost done with it. I'll submit it tomorrow." She said, scratching the back of her neck and avoiding my gaze. I was glad she adjusted to my style of working, else it was going to be a huge problem if she still continued arguing with me."Okay. You've postponed my appointments for tomorrow, right? It has to be a free day for me."
~ IMOGEN MARK ~I had woken up this morning as early as I could. I couldn't bear to get into trouble with that asshole of a boss.I had worn a knee-length grey pencil skirt with a black shirt tucked into it and a grey blazer, with a pair of matching white stiletto heels and a white handbag which had fake diamond designs around it. My shoulder-length blonde hair had been dyed into black last night with hair extension to make it fall all the way down to just above my butt. My thin lips were covered in thick wine lipstick, making my electric blue eyes seem like they were shining brighter than ever.I didn't bother to depend on Nikita for a ride to work but hired a taxi driver to pick me up every morning.With a grin on,