Chris’s POVThe tension that lingered as I waited to hear what my father was about to say was very palpable. I’m not going to lie, my heart was thumping in my chest and adrenaline surged through me. I had stood up to him and it felt good, I would not have had it any other way. “Chris, have you forgotten who you are talking to?” The man replied in a hard tone. “So you think you have grown balls now because you have chosen to betray your family. Do you think that is what makes you a man? You’re a f*cking coward.” He started to laugh deeply. I swallowed, taking in a huge breath and releasing it slowly as a way to calm myself. I could feel the anger rising in me, and if I did not collect myself, I knew that I was going to say something that I should not say. Yes, I now knew about what he had done to William and me, but I did not want him to know that I knew the truth just yet. Because if he knew that I knew, he would know that it was because of Aunt Maze. I did not want to put her in
Linda’s POVMy heart felt heavy and my emotions felt raw. I was lying in my bed, buried in my duvet as the rain assaulted the roof of the house. The windows were closed and the water from the sky splashed against it. It was storming outside and I could not do much, but even if it was not raining cats and dogs outside, I did not have the strength to do anything. Maybe it was the pregnancy, or maybe it was just the fact that I was depressed. I sniffled, wiping the tears from my face. My phone was in my hand and I was looking at photos of me and Chris, where everything was simple; when everything was beautiful. How was I supposed to forgive him and heal after what he had done? After he had slept with a woman and gotten her pregnant. And when I finally felt like I could breathe again, I happened to find out that he had sent her a million dollars. I mean, I understood as to why he sent her money. Meghan was pregnant with his child and she had to be taken care of, but the thought still
Linda’s POVThe storm was still strong but compared to the one that was in my heart right now, it was nothing. I adjusted myself on the bed, sitting upright. “Hello, Chris,” I said in a soft tone. A few seconds of silence passed and then he finally spoke, “Linda, have you been crying?” He sounded hurt. Why did he have to ask me that? Why?! The moment that the question left his lips, more tears spilled out of my eyes, my vision getting blurry as I sobbed lowly. “No…” I lied, even though it was clear that I was crying right at that moment.“Oh my gosh, Linda. Are you alone?” He asked. “I wish I was there with you right now, to wrap my arms around you. I wish I was there to wipe your tears away.” I sniffled, my vision clearing as I blinked the tears away. “Well, you’re not.” He cursed under his breath. “My love, I am so sorry. I swear on my life and my businesses that I am so f*cking sorry. I broke your heart, I disrespected you. I betrayed you and your trust in me. I became the very
Linda’s POVTheir reactions were a mix of surprise and concern, evident in the furrowed brows and exchanged glances between them. “China?” My Dad’s voice held a note of concern. “Is everything alright? Why the sudden decision?” I took a deep breath, steeling myself for their reactions. “I have decided to go back to Chris,” I said quietly, my voice barely above a whisper.Silence descended in the room, thick and heavy, as their expressions morphed into a mixture of shock and concern. “Linda, are you sure about this?” My mom’s voice was gentle, her eyes filled with worry.“I have forgiven him,” I replied, trying to sound more confident than I felt. “And I want to give us another chance.” My brother’s brows furrowed deeper. “Linda, have you really thought this through? After everything he put you through?” “I have,” I insisted, though a flicker of doubt danced in the depths of my mind. “I just…I need to do this. For myself.” “And the baby? What about the baby?” My mom’s concern was
Linda’s POVThe car made a sharp turn as we were headed to the airport. I was calling William on the burner phone but he did not answer. But I did not give up, I just kept calling. Finally, he answered and sounded like he was busy. “Linda? Is everything alright? I’m kind of busy right now.” I could hear gunshots in the background. “What the f*ck? Are you being shot at?” I asked him, worry filling my mind. He chuckled. “No, I’m the one doing the shooting. Is everything alright?”I was still very concerned. Who was he shooting? “I think I’m the one who should be asking these questions, William. What or who are you shooting at?”He sniffled dryly. “No one. I’m shooting at no one. I’m just practicing my aim, you know I got to stay on my aim. Especially now that we’re poking the bear.” He made a throaty sound. I released a breath that I did not know that I was holding. “I thought…I thought.” “I know,” He replied. “You’re worried about me because of what we’re doing. And I know, the no
Linda’s POVAs I kissed him, my heart did a weird thing. It was a bittersweet feeling that I could not brush away no matter how hard I tried. Yes, I liked that I was with him again I liked that I was kissing him, but the thought that he had cheated on me still lingered, torturing me. When we broke the kiss, he locked eyes with me. “I’m so glad that you’re home again. I am so sorry for what I did, Linda.” He did look sorry. “I promise you I’m going to do better,” He added. I nodded slowly, taking in his words. “Of course.” My voice was small. “We have a lot to talk about,” I said as I made my way past him. I headed upstairs and did not have to look behind because I knew that he was following. When we reached the bedroom, he walked in and closed the door when I was already in. I glanced around the room, and I could not help but smile. I missed this room, this house, and everything else. “What do you want to talk about?” Chris began, putting his hands in his pockets, nervousness plas
Linda’s POVAfter sobbing in the arms of Chris, we spent the next few hours talking about everything. And when I say everything, I mean everything. I told him all about William, and about his plan of us working together. I told him about the Retinol shipment and why I needed the five million dollars. I told him it all. And he did the same, at least I believe that he did. Things felt better and although I was not fully healed, at least I was now further on the journey. “So you still want me to go to London?” Chris asked me as we headed downstairs. It was the next morning and we were going for a walk. I would have wanted a jog or run instead, but considering my state, I could not afford to do any of that. First of all, I was pregnant and getting farther along as each day passed. Second of all, I still literally had a bullet in my body, just hanging in there. “Yes, I know that you want to help William and me with the plan to take down your father…I mean, Mr. Kingston,” I corrected m
Chris’s POVIn the Aston Martin, the wind blew in my hair as I drove through the beautiful streets of the city. The weather was so good today, and I think it had an effect on my mental health–I felt so much serenity and contentment. Maybe that was because I finally had my wife back. I did not know what I did to deserve her forgiveness or what god had touched her heart to come back to me, but I was more than grateful.I had so many plans for us. After we were done with this war against the Kingston, I planned to take her to somewhere different; to another country where we would start new. Of course, this country had a lot of memories for us, but raising a child, I wanted it to be a fresh start for us. I was not going to tell her until the day she gave birth to our child. I did not care whether it was going to be a boy or a girl, I just wanted to be able to hold our precious baby in my hands soon. When I reached the office, I parked the car at my spot, turned off the engine, and got