Emily's POV
"Why are you bent on ruining me, Eric?" I asked him as he washed his face under the tap.Tears streamed down my face profusely as I questioned him, feeling my heart weigh me down.He had made me begin to see him in a different light since our steamy moment in the morning.I had never dreamt of him being so gentle with me after his brutality with me in the past years.Since that moment this morning, when I had decided to throw caution into the wind and give in to him, my whole body seemed to have been thrown into a state of disarray.I couldn't tell what exactly spurred me to do that.Peharps, it was the thought of Anna and how much I had been a bad friend, being envious of her love and relationship with Adrian.When Eric had treated me like a queen earlier in the day, putting my needs before his and pleasing me beyond my wildest imaginations, he had gained entrance into my heart slowly.ItEmily's POV As I walked into the hub, I immediately felt the faces of everyone turn towards me again with various reactions."Isn't that the wedding wrecker?""She has some guts to show up here after claiming to be the wife of the billionaire.""Peharps he kicked her out.""Maybe he refused to give her money, so she has to work."Their murmurs were quite audible, but I paid no heed to them.I shut out their voices from my mind, only answering those who greeted me.The day started off on that neutral note.It felt weird working with just one assistant on a project that was not pertaining to all the designers in the Hub.The design Joanne had chosen was quite complicated, but that was just what I loved. As much as simplicity was the spice of life, I believed a little extra spice would not be bad. However, the price for that spice would have to include a team of capable designers."Have you been able to sort out the fabrics?" I questioned my shy assistant, Lucy, who nodded."Yes, Mrs.
Eric's POV As I worked, my eyes kept fluttering over to the clock, which hung on the wall.Collins had not gotten back to me with any reasonable lead or feedback.It almost drove me crazy.What exactly was Joanne up to? Why would she show up at my house naked and get someone to take a picture of us in a compromising position?I had a few ideas for the likely reasons she would do that, but I preferred to remain in denial of it than to bring it into reality by thinking that was why.Every notification on my phone had me rushing over to it, expecting a call from Collins, but they had turned out to be either business calls or messages.I growled angrily as I stood up and paced about for a moment thoughtfully.Joanne had to be stopped.I needed to get to the root of why she wanted to bring me down.I snatched my phone from the desk and scrolled to the last message she had sent to me back at Allura Gardens.I contemplated calling the number for a moment, but it was a private number.I bang
Emily's POV(Flashback)"... Lucy, oh my God!"As I stood in the hospital watching her, her finger trembled, and he pulled the book shut, but I took it from her hands."Did you draw all those amazing designs?" I asked her with my eyes lighting in amazement.She gave a shy nod.Still shocked at the beautiful dress she was drawing on the page, I flipped to the previous pages.There was one spectacular dress on every page, making it seem like a dream come true to me.It felt wonderful seeing someone who shared my passion as much as I did, even someone like Lucy. I miaged how much she could do if she was trained properly and given all that she needed."How long have you been sketching the designs?"She shrugged, playing with her fingers."Since I was thirteen, when some women came with their husbands to the orphanage to adopt kids. They wore the most beautiful dresses I had ever seen. Since I couldn't have any of those dresses, I decided to draw them and imagine I could wear them."My hea
Emily's POV "What's this?"My heart pounded furiously against my ribcage as he approached me, leaving his phone on the bed.I stared anywhere but at him."The growling of your stomach would not let me sleep," I managed to keep my voice firm, but it still wavered a bit."Em... You didn't have to..."My heart shattered at his words.He never meant it when he said he missed my meals. Was this another way to reject my meals again like he had done in the past?His eyes held an unreadable emotion as he stared at me. Why did I make this meal? I swallowed the lump that was building in my chest and steeled my eyes to prevent my tears from rolling out."Oh.. It's - It's fine," I choked out, turning around and heading to the door. "I'll just take it back out."Before I could take another step, his arm wrapped around my waist as he pulled me into a firm hug from behind.My heart raced.What was he doing exactly? What exactly did he think of the meal? What was going on in his mind?"Em, than
Eric's POV "Where exactly are you both going?My brows knitted together at my mother's questions.In my eager anticipation, I had barely seen her figure on the couch in the living room as her eyes watched us like a hawk.Emily turned to look at me, and I cleared my throat."We are going on a vacation."The vagueness in my tone was obviously deliberate."Why? What is the occasion?" "My wife and I are going for a kind of honeymoon renewal."Her eyes grew cold, but she said nothing more."We will be backing a couple of weeks. Don't miss us too much," I told her, and she just nodded.I followed her gaze, which was glaring behind me to find her glaring at Emily.Shaking my head in disapproval, I grabbed Emily's hand, and together, we walked out of the house."I do hope some heir comes out of your little fling," my mother's voice sounded behind us, causing us to stop in our tracks and stare at each other."Yes. I need to carry my grandchild!"Wordlessly, or peharps speechlessly, we took f
Eric's POV My hands curled into firm fists at his words.What in the world?The innocent eyes of Mia as she stared at me in confusion kept me from unleashing an outburst as badly as I wanted."I am on a honeymoon with my wife, Tristan. They can not be calling me at this moment for something like that," I stated as calmly I could muster through gritted teeth."I'm not sure about that, sir. The whole country has almost been thrown into a frenzy, and everyone is talking about it, sir. I've tried my best to water down the effect, but the press that released it are refusing to back down. They claim they have stronger implicating evidence against you."My clenched fists ached to slam into something, but I held myself together under the watchful gaze of Mia.I took a deep breath, letting my eyes glance over to Emily for a moment, but I found her staring at me already.Suddenly, the car felt hotter than ever, but I maintained my composure."I'm on a vacation now, Tristan. How about I call yo
Emily's POV. I felt the strange wave of dizziness hit me suddenly again as I went about my daily routine in my room in the mansion that I had come to know as my home. A wave of chills washed over me as I recalled the familiarity of this feeling. It was a few minutes past six am. I had woken up later than I should have. I rushed into the bathroom in a flash and emptied the content of my stomach. My hair stuck to my face as small beads of perspiration formed on my forehead. I dabbed my face with a small face towel and rushed back to the room. With weak hands, I picked up the hair brush that had been going through my hair before to resume, brushing my hair and packing it in a bun. Mrs Wilson, my mother-in-law, had instructed that my hair be styled before I stepped out of my room. It made me wonder if I was such an eyesore for her. She could barely stand my presence sometimes. I rushed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the family. The table has to be set by six thirty. I
Eric's POV.We were to have dinner, a family tradition we held regularly, at a fancy five-star restaurant that screamed luxury and class.I walked towards the table we had reserved with Emily in tow.I tugged on the edge of my navy blue Armani tuxedo and raised my hand to look at my golden wristwatch. We were just on time for the dinner despite the mild traffic."Welcome, son", my mother greeted chirpingly and I nodded in greeting to her."Did you have to look like you just fell from a rose bush?", my sister, Alicia, snidely remarked, giving Emily a thorough once-over.Emily turned beet red and kept her head down, as she took a seat beside me.We had some extended family members around a as well. My mother's sister and some aunts were also around."Eric, dear, give your aunt Melinda a kiss", aunt Melinda cooed from her seat.I felt reluctant. Mushy reunions were not my thing. Nonetheless, I placed a soft kiss on her cheeks, keeping my expression blank."It's so good to see you. Look a