"I know I am poor! I don't need you to tell me the obvious, captain Grumpy! I am not some stupidly rich girl!"Captain what now? The title does not even make any sense but I knew she was angry and judging by how red her eyes was, she might soon burst into tears so I ignore the urge to retort."Look! I'm sorry okay," I told her calmly, "I just wanted to know how your father was, I completely forgot that I was supposed to send the money …""You completely forgot?" She looked at me in disbelief. Of course, I knew I sent the money but she did not need to know that. What Rachel said today, even if I still dont believe it, it would be good to stop every thoughts of Violet falling in love with me before it happens. We can not work together. Once Vince regained his memories, he might not even want her around. What will we do then? It is better nobody likes each other so we can separate peacefully."Thank God for forever being a miracle worker." She scowled, "he sent an helper for me and I no
Charles' POVI know I really should not feel this way seeing that Violet has been working hard for our family but I can't help but suspect her. Dad's medical bill was enormous, and yet it was cleared. Although she claimed that she didn't know who did that. I was quite sure it was related to her. I was grateful that Violet was doing everything to keep Dad alive but I don't want her to fall into bad hands. This was all my fault, I was the man of the house and I have brought nothing.I couldn't do anything. Violet kept saying I am young but I still think that I should be the one responsible for my family. I don't want my sister to get into trouble because I was not capable. My dad's BP suddenly went beyond normal and the doctors had to rush in there. I have been wondering why they've been treating dad like a VIP event since. They even moved him to another ward. I called Violet to inform her about dad's new condition, otherwise she'll get angry when she hears about it tomorrow. The doc
Violet's PovI didn't see the fight coming. I don't know what came over Charles to go hit Jason. That boy needs some bashing. I have never seen Jason fight or involved in scandal in the newspaper but then he was a young hot blood guy after all. He must have felt hurt being humiliated like that. I didn't want to any of this because I was afraid of that the media might write about. I also blamed him for not controlling his temper. I felt he was older and should be more mature but yet, he was brawling it with Charles.Seeing how I was against him instead of my brother, he must have felt even more hurt because he stomped off. I din't need a psychic to know that he had driven off. I turned to my brother who still looked very angry and scoffed in disbelief."Why are you so stupid?" Why are you so stupid, Charles?" I asked my brother in anger. The level of disappointment I felt with him could not be explained. I thought he was a smart person and had common sense but today he just proved to
I was stunned. I couldn't believe that someone who had been so vibrant and full of life could be facing such a difficult battle. And then, I felt guilty. Guilty for being angry at her without knowing the full story. Guilty for judging her without understanding what she was going through.As she talked, I could see the pain in her eyes. She had lost everything because of her illness. Her position as the top socialite, her friends, and even her fiancé. She even left her country just to hide away from everyone. I wouldn't tell a lie that she's a strong woman. had to move back in with her parents only when she found out that she got healed. I sat with her for hours, listening to her story and trying to understand what she was going through. I couldn't even imagine the fear and uncertainty she must have felt.But even as I listened, I couldn't help but feel angry at the unfairness of it all. How could someone so young and full of life be struck down by such a terrible disease? How could m
I had waited for some time when I saw her checking all over the car. I had moved to a dark corner of the parking lot and she couldn't see me. I was burning with anger so I walked toward her and held her hand. She was surprised at first until she saw me but I didn't give her any breathing space. I dragged her to the car and pushed her to the passenger's side.I turned around to sit on my side but I didn't start the car. Instead we had a little heated argument.I didn't realize what was happening but I was suddenly stuck in her face. My eyes roamed all over her kissable lips. I gulped as I wished I could kiss her. And I was fucking going to do that until a call came through.I snapped out of my euphoric state, thinking about what I was about to do. What was I thinking? Was I really allowing myself to kiss her?I answered the call before starting the car so we could leave that place. I wasn't in my right frame of mind. How could I be drawn to a girl whose brother just had a brawl with m
Violet's PovThe cool night air enveloped them as they sat on the swing, the gentle creaking of the chains providing a soothing backdrop to their conversation. The woman, lost in thought, absentmindedly pushed the swing back and forth with her foot as her four year old son chattered excitedly beside her.That woman was me."Mommy, did I tell you about my home teachers? They're so nice! They bring me toys and we play games together. And they taught me new words and numbers."I smiled brightly, my thoughts momentarily interrupted by Vince's enthusiasm. "That's great, honey. I'm glad you like them."Vince continued to talk animatedly about his teachers, but my mind began to drift back to the argument I had had with Jason earlier this night. It was just a common argument, I had expected it to end in tears and me being left out, not with us almost kissing.The scene replays in my mind, taunting me with what could have been. We were arguing, as usual, in his car. I barely even remember what
Violet's PovLast night was a little tiring after I attended to Jason's injury. Well, he had to allow me after Clara left. I treated his injury without a word before going to my room. I slept off as soon as my back touched the soft bed. The next morning was a Saturday and I was having a peaceful morning, catching up on some much needed sleep when my phone buzzed on my nightstand. I groaned and rubbed my eyes, trying to ignore it, but the buzzing persisted. I reluctantly picked up my phone and saw a message from my Clara."Hey, sleepyhead! Wake up, we're going shopping today!" The message was accompanied by a string of shopping bags and high heel emojis.I groaned. I thought she gave up last night? I groaned again knowing how much suffering I was about to face this morning that was supposed to be my resting day!It was no news that Clara Clarksville was a die-hard fashionista and loved nothing more than hitting the stores for the latest trends. I, on the other hand, preferred to do my
Jason's POVSeriously?I eyed Violet's back in anger as she just left me when I did not answer her. I am the hurt one here, she should pet me and apologize but she just ignored me."Stop eye fucking her, it is disgusting," Clara complained, making a vomiting face. I glared at her and said coldly."I am not eye fucking her.""Sure." She did not look like she believed me one bit.I was sitting on the chair, scrolling through my phone, when my sister barged to my side of the chair pouting and batting her eyelashes like a child. I raised an eyebrow, curious and wary of her intentions."Hey, big brother," she cooed, approaching me with slow and deliberate steps. "How's my favorite brother doing?""I am your only brother," I said with a straight face. I sighed inwardly, knowing that whenever my sister used that tone and nickname, she wanted something from me. She could be manipulative and selfish, but she also knew how to play cute and charming to get what she wanted."I'm fine, Clara" I sa