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Being His Wife Chapter Eighty three
Damien's POV; I stared at her unconscious form, laid on the bed in her teenage bedroom. The way my heart raced in fear of losing her when she fell unconscious was unlike something I had ever felt before. I instantly regretted her having to find out everything, but then again, we couldn't hide it forever. I stared at the IV fluid connected to her arm as it dripped slowly. I had called the doctor as soon as she fainted and he made us promise to not stress her out after this. "What a way to end the year." I muttered under my breath, even as I grimaced after a headache hit me. "Tell me about it." Mr Delaney said from behind me and I turned to him briefly, then I turned back and said nothing while we both watched her sleeping form in silence. "I hope you two can patch things up after all this." He said in a gentle whisper. "I hope so too." I admitted. I wondered where we would go from here because I was pretty sure she hated me and no amount of material things could buy her forgiven
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Ariana's POV: I trudged down the stairs after the doctor cleared me and advised that I take care of myself always. Damien was in the middle of a video call with Amy by the time I got to the living room. I joined in and waved at her with a forced smile on my face while he handed me one of his airpods so I could hear her. "Happy new year, Amy." I responded to her. "Damien told me you weren't well. Is everything alright?" She asked a little too concernedly. "Uhm I'm fine." I answered reluctantly. "Take the airpods and move away from him, I need to ask you something." She said, obviously to his hearing and he had a puzzled frown on his face as he handed the airpods and phone over to me. "You two better not be gossiping about me." He mumbled as he went over to sit on the sofa. I chuckled. "So, Amy what's up?" I asked as I moved away from him into the kitchen. Mom came into my view and I greeted her warmly. "Amy mentioned you weren't feeling so well. Are you pregnant?" She asked wi
Being His Wife Chapter Eighty five
Third Person's POV; Aleena was drowning in jealousy even as she stalked their pages. A luxury car for a Christmas present? Let's not forget the surprise birthday party and exotic honeymoon all for that wretch. And, what's more annoying than the fact that her insider who let her in on what she needed to know from Damien's villa had been fired. Tracy and her had not talked ever since the contract fiasco and her so called friend whom she found out was pregnant had not even bothered to reach out to her. Damien. Oh her Damien had not even reached out ever since their night of passion in London few months back. It was sad that that wife of his was getting in the way of their love story but it was only a matter of time until she dropped her Trump card. She may have made the mistake of drugging him back in London when her informant had told her of his presence there. She had followed him all through his stay up until he went to the club. There, she had bribed a bartender and had him spike
Being His Wife Chapter Eighty six
Ariana's POV; It was Valentine's day. I could not think of anything to give dad so I opted for a love filled valentine card. I read it out to him. "Thank you for raising me with love, supporting me with pride and encouraging me to grow into the person I am today. I love you Dad. Happy Valentine's day." I said with a watery smile. "Thank you Miel. You really never cease to put a smile on my face." He said lovingly even as he gradually raised his hand and caressed my cheek. "You always make me so proud of you every day. I truly believe I did something good in my past life to be given a daughter like you." A few tears dropped from my eyes as he said so and he wiped them. "I love you." He said. "I love you too." I mouthed back, placing my palm on his own palm placed on my cheek. Like he had an epiphany, he said out of the blue that he wanted me to get him pickles. "Dad you don't even like pickles." I pointed out but he vehemently disagreed. To let peace reign, I trudged out of th
Being His Wife Chapter Eighty seven
"Billionaire business mogul, Damien Kingston is not only a cold businessman after all. He's turned out to be a really sweet husband too. Amid all the speculations of a separation because he and his spouse had been apart since the year began, he has once again proved us wrong with a sweet gesture for Valentine's day." The blonde entertainment news anchor said with a wide grin and turned to her partner. "Here's the tea guys. He surprised his wife at her father's hospital room in New York where she had been since the beginning of the year due to her father's unfortunate illness. He had flowers, balloons and all, just for her and you could see the love radiating from both of them." The melanin dripping co host added with a saccharine tone. I snorted. "Recall that just about two months ago, he planned a similar surprise for her birthday as well as took her on a trip to the beautiful Island of Bora Bora and gave her a sleek Lamborghini Urus for Christmas. Truly, Mr Kingston spoils his wife
Being His Wife Chapter Eighty eight
I woke up at my usual time and found Damien awake but was checking stocks on his phone like a typical businessman. "Good morning." I bade and sat up. "Morning babe. How was your sleep?" "It was good." I answered groggily and glanced at my father who seemed to be sleeping peacefully before I went to the bathroom. Minutes into doing my business, I heard a ruckus and I rushed out to see what was going on. Medical personnel had crowded the once empty room, surrounding my father and even when I asked what was going on, no one answered me. They usherred me outside to meet with Damien who mirrored the concerned look on my face. "What's going on? Damien, what happened?" I asked frantically looking back and forth between him and whatever was going on in the room via the window. "I don't know a lot about medicine but I think his heart failed." He said slowly. I clasped my hand over my mouth trying to hold myself together. 'He's fine. Everything's fine.' I told myself over and over whil
Being His Wife Chapter Eighty nine
Third Person's POV; Loss. It's one of the most difficult things to deal with. It's proof of how ephemeral this world really is. It slices into your heart and takes a piece that can never be recovered. It creates a vacuum that never actually gets filled. It is said that people never get over the loss of a loved one, they just adapt to the pain over time. The consequences of loss are lasting especially when there is a constant reminder of that loved one. But, life must go on. A week had passed since the unfortunate happening in Ariana's life and she had been pulling the strong front even when everyone saw through her. Her husband and his family had been blessings indeed. They came through for her in more ways than she expected. The last few days, she did not have to lift a finger and everything was set up for her father's funeral. She was grateful that she did not have to go through the stress of taking decisions in such a trying time. It was so hard to come to terms with the fact
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Ariana's POV; "Babe, let's not argue over this." Damien said with a frustrated sigh. "My mind's made up." I said, propping my feet up on the bedstead. "Why don't you want to come back with us?" I glanced at him who was seated on the stool in front of my vanity mirror. "I just need some more time here." "How long?" He asked. "I don't know." I shrugged. "You've been here for close to two months." He pointed out like I didn't already know that. "Yes. And now I don't feel like going back to LA anymore." He stood up and placed his arms across his broad chest, posing like he was thinking of how to put his words properly so they wouldn't sound offensive. "Ariana, we're married." He began."Yeah, so?" "We've been away from each other since the year began." He pointed out."Uh huh?" Where's this going? I found myself thinking. "We didn't agree on a long distance marriage and it's raising lots of questions." He said."Questions like?" I asked. "Questions like, 'are things okay bet
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