Bryan's POV. I clicked on the video Mark sent. I watched the footage. I gasped after seeing a familiar figure. I predicted it, but I didn't expect Ivy to stoop so low. I went straight to the Dean's office. Knock knock. “Come in,” I heard. I went inside. The office was spacious, and gorgeous. It wasn't a regular office for any staff in the school, after the working chair and table there were three leather sofas in his office and a table that was shining. I wondered when they renovated it that much. ‘It was never like this before' I thought. I saw the man in his late fifties sitting comfortable in his chair with his legs crossed. His eyes were focused on his phone. He was wearing prescribed glasses. “Good morning, Sir,”I greeted politely. “Good mornin__ Mr Lopez,” he wanted to greet me, but he was surprised when he noticed my presence. “How have you been, Sir,” I smiled. “I've been well, trust you are doing well yourself,” he stood up from his chair. “Of course,” I nodded. “Wha
Giselle's POV. I ran out of my office immediately and hung up the call. I rushed to the hospital in my car. Donald wasn't in the country, so he asked for my help instead. His mother got hurt when she was on vacation in the countryside. But she was rushed to their family hospital in the city after she was attended to with some first aid treatment. I didn't know the reason why I was panicking for someone that hates my guts. I guess I could say I was still in my soft girl era. I had a lot on my plate already. I shouldn't add another thing to it. The traffic was bad enough that I almost got out of my car. I got to the hospital after some time. I got down from the car, and rushed inside. I started dialing Donald's number while working towards the ward, but he didn't pick up. I got to the front desk inside the ward. “Good afternoon, nurse,” I greeted. “Morning ma'am, how may I be of service to you?” the lady in her late twenties asked politely. “Which room is Claudia Martinez admi
Giselle's POV.The next day, I woke up early as usual. I started preparing for work. I got dressed and went downstairs. “Good morning, ma'am,” Susan greeted. “Morning, Susan,” I responded. “Hope you slept well,” she inquired.“Of course, what about you?” I asked. “Same here,” she replied. “That's great to hear,” I remarked.“Your breakfast is ready,” she informed me. “Oh okay, thanks,” I appreciated. I walked towards the dinner hall. She followed me. She served my meals personally. It was suspicious because that wasn't her job. She finished serving my tea, then she cleared her throat.I smiled knowing she wanted to discuss something. “Susan, what is it?” I queried her. “I am not sure if I can ask you something,” she proposed. “Ask away,” I gave her my permission. “What happened to the boss's mother? I heard that she's back in town, but she is not here yet,” she said curiously.“Oh that, I forgot to tell you guys because I was tired last night, so the thing is that she is in the h
Giselle's POV. Throughout the week, I struggled mentally on each epic day I experienced. I confronted Bryan that day. He confessed and revealed how much his coursemates helped me. I went to their lecture hall the next day. I was so grateful for their help and support. I got to know a few names among the students and recognized some faces. My working life went back to normal. Everything was going smoothly at work, but was it at home? My mother-in-law was discharged from the hospital. She has been an attention seeker ever since she got back home. Even the maids got tired of her constant insults. And I wasn't excluded. She could barely do something herself. She always plays the victim act anytime things happen. Donald only called me whenever he wanted to ask about his mother's health or welfare. He was never curious about my well-being or my work. I was told that he always drops by the house whenever I am at work. I was a little bit depressed that I was losing focus at work, but
Bryan's POV.I got to the hall earlier. I started preparing for the game. After some time, I checked my wristwatch. “She must be here by now,” I muttered. I left the hall and went outside to pick Giselle up. “Miss Giselle!” I called, after seeing her, but she didn't reply. I walked towards her, but when I saw a bike that was riding recklessly in her direction. “Giselle!” I screamed, running to her. She turned around looking surprised. I pulled her from the way. “Are you okay?” I asked, breathing heavily. “I'm fine,” she muttered.“You should be careful next time,” I said worriedly. “Thank you,” she mumbled slowly.“Let's go inside,” I urged her. “Of course,” she followed me inside.************************************“Wow! That was cool, you are so skilled,” she flattered me. “Stop it,” I playfully told her. “Why?” She arched her eyebrows.“You don't even understand anything about the game, you are completely clueless,” I teased her. “Well, you won, doesn't that mean you are skill
Giselle's POV I was stunned when I heard Bryan confessed his feelings for me, but I tried not to be swayed by his words.I honestly had the hint that he may like me, but I didn't know he was that bold.I left the place before I embarrassed myself. I got into the car, and zoomed out without checking the direction.I started thinking about his confession, but I kept reminding myself that I was married.Even though I was having issues with Donald at the moment, I still didn't think of cheating on him. I got to a point where the direction was confusing. I immediately checked the GPS in my car, but it wasn't working. I took my phone, and tried to use the GPS. The signal didn't work. “What? Why now? I didn't know anywhere around here,” I muttered looking around.There weren't any shops open around the area; it was so silent. “How did I even get here?” I asked no one in particular.I knew I wasn't in my right mind when I drove out of the place, because I was flustered after hearing such a
Kevin's POV.Kevin's Villa, It has been a week since I have been living with Audrey. We haven't talked about what happened at the house since that day.We went to school differently. I always offer a ride but she always refuses. She asked me to keep her stay a secret from our course mate. I didn't have any friends in our department so I wasn't baffled by it, but I was being careful so that people wouldn't notice.She always comes back home late. I confronted her because I was worried, and she told me about her new part-time job.I mostly stayed up till she arrived and made her something to eat even when she refused.**********It was the weekend, but she wasn't home. It was already late. I got worried and decided to call her number.I called her, but she didn't pick up. “It's getting dark,” I muttered worriedly.I tried her number multiple times, but she didn't pick up. I left my room with my car key.I got into my car, and went to her workplace. I got down from the car looking aro
Giselle's POV.“What is wrong with you!” I yelled at Donald.We have been arguing since I got back home. I couldn't understand why he was acting like that. He was acting like I did something which seemed abnormal to me.His mother treated as a crazy barren everyday and he would not take my side.And he wanted to play a son role because of his pretentious mother. “Giselle, don't make me angry!” He lamented. I was still shocked by his sudden change. Donald wasn't like that before, even though he didn't support me whenever his mother lashes out insults on me.But the way he was raising his voice at me made me realize how stupid I was when I married him. I sneered at his words. “Do I look like I care?” I snorted. I stood in front of him with confidence.“Well, you can perform your craziness as much as you want, but I will leave this house now,” he made himself clear.Truly, his presence in the house was useless, but I just don't feel comfortable with him leaving that night. “What if I r