Sara Owen soon arrived with the special dish for Scarlette Reddy. They all started talking and eating. Everything was pleasant until Samira Reddy suddenly choked. Her face grew pale, and her eyes turned crimson. She sneezed. "She is ill!" Scarlette Reddy kept rubbing her back. "What's the matter with her?" Natalie inquired. "I believe she ate butter." Rudra Reddy examined the plate. Everyone stared at Sara Owen. "Didn't I warn you about not using butter in her food?" Scarlette Reddy yelled. “I…” Sara Owen couldn't figure out what had happened. She didn’t use butter. “I think… The plates are replaced.” She added. Yohan Dixon glanced at Bruno’s plate. He jerked off the plate angrily when he found butter in it, too. Sara Owen shuddered due to his reaction. "Let's go to the hospital." Rudra Reddy hurried out of the villa while carrying Samira Reddy. Yohan Dixon scowled at his idiot wife. “Yohan…” He tightened his fists and stormed out of the villa. Sara Owen's anguished eyes re
“I do not know what was between you two and what is now. I just know how to make him sleep peacefully. Do you know this?” Hearing Sara Owen’s courageous response, Samira Reddy again slapped her. For a moment, Sara Owen felt dizzy due to weakness. “You bitch!!” Samira Reddy pushed her with all her strength. Sara Owen’s back collided with a strong chest and her shoulders were held firmly. She was saved by stumbling on the ground. Tears welled up from the corners of her beautiful eyes. “Get out, you bitch.” “Samira.” Rudra Reddy yelled at his mad sister. He had been standing near the door and listening the conversation. He didn’t want to face Sara Owen, but he could not stop himself when she was slapped by Samira Reddy. “Mind your tongue.” He glared at her. Sara Owen sobbed. Her knees became weak and she couldn’t stand up strongly. She didn’t come here to fight. She wanted to clear up the misunderstanding about last night. “She wants to kill me.” Rudra Reddy glanced at Sara Owen’s
Rudra Reddy yelled at Scarlette Reddy, "What if something had to happen to her?" "However, nothing happened to her. She will be returning home in a day." Scarlette Reddy smoked leisurely. "What were you supposed to do?" He glared at her. "She returned and Mr Dixon... I would have gone to Mr Dixon one day if she hadn't come." "Are you gone mad? He is married. Samira is your sister. You know how they both are trapped with each other. Why do you want to…" "Nobody will care if she dies.” She interrupted. “She had recently passed away. Did it make a difference? She was gone, and we had to learn to live without her." "Sara would have been blamed if anything bad occurred to her as a result of your foolishness." His noise decreased. "That's exactly what I'm looking for. Samira's condition will influence their relationship. She would have died, Sara Owen would have been imprisoned, Mr Dixon would have left her, and I would have had him for the rest of my life." Seeing Scarlette Reddy's
Everything was a plan. That evening, he was convinced that Sara Owen was a sly woman. He understood that it was justified for Sara Owen to hate Samira Reddy. But he could not able to accept that Sara Owen would be so vicious as to kill anyone. She was talking to Neel Dixon behind his back. After that retirement party, he came to know she was meeting Rudra Reddy behind his back. He suppressed his detestation and anger. But when he came to know that she also reached the hospital to kill Samira Reddy, he decided that enough was enough. “You tried to kill Samira. You also killed your father. You like to kill people.” Seeing his red eyes and hearing his words, Sara Owen was taken aback. She held the arm of the couch and tried to breathe. Her chest was heavy and burning due to his allegations. She closed her eyes and placed a palm on her chest. He held her tighter in his arms. The woman on whom he did not want to be even seen by any man was so shameless that she even let six men play
His heart shrank after hearing her urge. “You have given me a new life and I worship this new life so much. I can't leave it. I can't leave you, this villa, the elders. Don't snatch away the reason I am alive, Yohan. Don't crush my breath with your anger. I won't be able to live if you misunderstand me like this. Don't take me away from you. Give me a place in any corner of the place but don't throw me out of your life.” He drove away her in anger and she tumbled to the ground. Sara Owen raised her head weakly and looked at her ruthless husband. “I promised you I won’t leave you even if you will ask me to leave.” Her words were convulsing his heart and forcing him to believe her just like always he did. "Not now. You have lived as much as you had to stay here, now there is no place for you in this villa." She only could hear his low and hoarse voice. He didn’t want to look at her. Her face and her tears were exploiting his sentiments. Her words seemed to him that she was rubbing
Two months later... The black elegant car stopped at the entry gate of Dixon headquarters. The towering man exited the car while buttoning his black coat. He was looking sensual and breathtaking. When he took off his sunglasses while walking toward the elevator, women employees widened their mouths. "Sir, the decision with regard to the above shall be taken by lending institutions by tomorrow." "By the time the decision is made, the product launch preparations should be completed." While entering the elevator, he stated coldly."Yes." Assistant Nolan could never figure out why his prediction ability was so strong. He was consistently on top of what was going on in the industry. Assistant Nolan glanced at the back of Yohan Dixon's head in a trance."Sir.""Hm." "Due to a decline in steel production this year, work on the Ang City Bridge will have to be done slowly.""Work should not be affected at any cost.""However, sir, the deadline is still a long way off, and if the construct
"I know he..." He was embarrassed."What do you know? You are his friend. You should explain to him.""Gracie, I'll do my best to...""You..."Sara Owen interrupted them in panic, "Stop fighting.”They looked at her after being mute.Sara Owen lowered her aching eyes, “It was a compromise. We are now divorced. This can happen to anyone. You two are not fighting because of me. Okay?"Gracie and Ryan Jenkins exchanged glances."I don't want you to explain anything to him, Ryan. We are over. Let him be pleased with his girlfriend."Sara Owen held her bag tighter and left them alone. They both kept looking at her weak back in a daze."She's acting as if she doesn't care." Gracie gave Ryan Jenkins a mournful look."But I'm aware of how frail her heart has grown. She is no longer as vibrant as she once was." She added."Does she live with you?" He asked."No. I had asked her but you know how she is. Her home is a modest cottage. A little out of the w
It was early evening. The sun was ready to go down.Scarlette Reddy angrily jerked off the things from the counter.“No… It can never happen.”She was trembling with vexation."Ma'am, if you don't pay by tomorrow evening, they can take you to the court. And your career..." Assistant Mark was interrupted."Shut up.” She shouted.“It won’t happen. He can't do that. He can't get my property and give it to charity." She screamed."But it has happened, now you have nothing left that you can sell and pay those producers."“I have to talk to him."Scarlette Reddy reached Dixon Headquarters. Her tears hadn’t dried yet. When she reached the director's office, she was stopped by the secretary. Yohan Dixon was in the meeting room and would not be available for the next three hours. So, she was asked to wait in the waiting room.For three hours, she kept waiting for the man. When she saw him arriving at his cabin, she rushed to him.“Mr Dixon.”Yohan Dixon stopped and looked at the woman by placin