At Debbie's Mansion, Debbie couldn't stop pacing up and down, feeling sweaty, and scared and every knock on the door made her heart skip.She was entirely anxious, rubbing her palms vigorously.She was with Liam and even though he tried to calm her down, she felt inside her that everything would turn around and she would be arrested."Babe, I told you, there is no reason for you to worry," Liam said, already frustrated at convincing her."You don't get it, Liam!" She half yelled and poured herself a cup of water then gulped it all down immediately."If that hacker mentions my name, I'm so doomed. My parents will disown me, I swear!" Debbie said breathing in and out."Babe, come here," Liam said and grabbed her hands."Where are you taking me to?" Debbie asked.He smiled."Trust me." He answered and she agreed by nodding.They walked out of her room to the living room where his laptop was resting on the table.He sat down and she did too, then he carried the laptop, opened it, and scro
Back at the hospital, it was getting late and Kelly and Angela had already left, leaving only Stacy and Jerome.He took her for a walk within the hospital premises, then they decided to check the flowers they had planted the other time to water them.Jerome was holding the watering can while Stacy was supporting him as he watered them."So, now that everything is clear and everyone knows your uncle Moses was the one that caused the disruption, I think you can get back your position as the CEO, right?" Stacy asked, trying to remove a weed from a flower.Jerome walked behind her."Yeah, I was thinking about it. They do not have any reason not to give me back my position. Hopefully, I will get back to the company by tomorrow." Jerome exclaimed.Stacy dropped the Can and looked at him."I'm so proud of you for standing strong despite finding yourself amid scandals upon scandals. But you were able to scale it through brave and strong, hale and hearty." Stacy commended.Jerome smile and d,
"What is this?" Jerome bellowed, throwing the pregnancy papers in Stacy's face. His dark hair was disheveled, his eyes wild with rage. "How could you be pregnant? You know you're not supposed to be!" Stacy sat frozen on the couch, the papers fluttering to the floor around her. "It's not my fault," she stammered, trying to defend herself. "You're the one who...who..." "Don't you dare try to pin this on me!" Jerome roared, his voice shaking the room. "I was drunk, you took advantage of me,” Jerome replied. "You think being drunk gives you an excuse?" Stacy retorted, standing up to face him. "You're a grown man, you should know better. And don't you dare try to blame me for what happened? I'm not the one who initiated anything. You're the one who couldn't control yourself." "Oh please," Jerome scoffed. "Don't act like some innocent victim. You know you wanted this, that is why you planned it. You wanted it just as much, if not more." Stacy recoiled as if struck. "That's not true.”
Stacy sat in the doctor's office next to Jerome, feeling numb. The events of the past week were still fresh in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel like a failure. She had tried everything she could to avoid this moment, to avoid having to make this decision, but it seemed like fate had other plans. It had been a week of hell, Jerome had been relentless in his pursuit of an abortion, refusing to listen to her protests and pleas. He had threatened to divorce her right away, to take away everything she had worked so hard for. The last straw that made her agree was when he threatened to remove his company partnership from her family’s company which will make her father’s company likely crumble because the investors they have been getting since Jerome partnered with them will all pull out. The thought of her family losing everything she because of her was unbearable and she had felt trapped like she had no other choice. Jerome had promised to keep the partnership after their divor
Stacy lay sprawled on the floor of her room, crying bitterly. The doctor's words echoed in her head like a persistent drumbeat: "You have to choose between having an abortion which will cost you your life or trying to give birth to your baby which will also cost you your life. Having an abortion makes you die quickly but giving birth to the baby gives you a chance to spend some more being alive. You have to choose between these two but in all, make a wise decision." The choice before her seemed impossible. How could she choose between her own life and that of her unborn child? And yet, deep down, she knew that she really didn't have a choice to make because either way she was going to die– by birthing her child or by carrying an abortion. She couldn't stop regretting allowing herself to get seduced by drunk Jerome if not she wouldn't have ended up in this situation. She regretted not sticking to their marriage rules which would have been her life Savior. Stacy yelled as the unendin
Dressed simply, Jerome reluctantly went to meet Debbie in the five-star hotel where they were to meet and finalize their upcoming marriage. At first, he had been unwilling to go, as he had been worried about Stacy. It took a lot of time and coaxing before she agreed to come out of her room the previous day and even eat under Jerome’s supervision, who suddenly turned caring to her. Even in her broken state, Stacy had shown surprise at seeing how Jerome cared for her which she noticed but because she thought he was only pitying her, she never gave it a lot of thought. As he entered the hotel, he saw Debbie sitting at the table she reserved for them. She looked elegant and composed, a stark contrast to how he felt inside. “Hello hubby, nice meeting you again,” Debbie said on seeing Jerome walking in her direction. As he got to the table she had reserved for them, he sat down. “Good day Ms Debbie,” Jerome tried to be formal and at the same time polite, and a little frown settled on
“Jerome, please, you have to reconsider ending the deal,” Debbie said, her voice desperate and pleading. “My parents are furious, and you know that it would be bad for your company if you don't change your mind." Jerome sighed, rubbing his temples. He had been trying to avoid Debbie's calls, but she had been relentless. And now, she was playing the guilt card, bringing up his company. He knew that he couldn't let it fall, but he also couldn't abandon Stacy and their unborn child. The doctor has already requested she start preparing to move to the hospital where she will be on life support until she gives birth. Things were already getting critical and it was taking a toll on Jerome. “Debbie, I'm sorry, but I can't change my mind,” Jerome said, his voice firm. “I know this is hard for you, but I have to do what's right for my family. Stacy is very sick, and I can't leave her alone.” “But Jerome, you don't understand,” Debbie said, sounding on the verge of tears. “If you don't go t
"Oh no!" Jerome muttered as he didn't care to look at his broken phone.He dashed towards the exit door of the room, looking dumbfounded and still trying to process what John had just told him."Mr Jerome! Mr Jerome! Mr Jerome wait..."But he ignored all their calls and left the conference hall."Good day, sir." The driver on duty greeted him."Take me to the hospital!" Jerome said hastily opened the car, and entered.He wanted to call John to confirm her condition but he remembered dropping his phone and not caring to pick."Faster!" He ordered."Yes sir." The driver replied and increased the speed but they got stuck in traffic, with too much noise coming from the impatient car drivers."Shit!" Jerome cursed."It seems like a car broke down sir." The driver said.Jerome rubbed his forehead frustratedly."Just go out and find out how long it will take to get the damn car out of the way," Jerome ordered the driver did as he was told and soon returned to Jerome."It will take like an ho