“Ethan?” Khloe whispered as she saw her ex-husband staring down at her, a stupid grin on his face which her hands etched to slap. “Khloe? It's good to see you,” Ethan retorted, smiling from ear to ear. She feigned a fake smile to herself, “I am also happy to see you,” which was obviously a lie. She hates his guts and for talking to her. “What are you doing here? Such a fancy place like this?” he said, holding onto a shopping bag. Khloe knew he was faking it, and she knows exactly how to go along with the flow. “I'm here for the same reason you're here,” she stated firmly. “Ah, I see…” he was saying when someone called him from behind. “Babe? Who are you talking to?” a familiar voice said beside him, turns out to be Katrina, that witch. “Oh, look who we have here,” Katrina said from behind, mockingly. Khloe knew for the fact, she was one of the persons that caused the end of her marriage, not that she was happy with the marriage. “What brings you here?” Katrina asked. “That qu
Arthur Cassius didn't plan to kiss her on the lips, it was just an impulse to see her reaction, which she responded to. He loved her every reaction, the way she answers to his calls, the way she acts tough but secretly a baby. He took mental note of everything about her. He stood beside her car waiting for her while thinking. His mind was junked with the image of Khloe. Arthur and Kelly initially went to the mall because Kelly suggested they go shopping like last time before she goes back to her family, to which Arthur agrees. But he knows Kelly well, she was a spoiled brat that would literally do anything to get whatever she wants. * “Sir, we have a location but it is at a very far district of the town and its surrounded by heavy security,” Sam said over the phone. “Get close and see what you can find. I need to be gone as soon as possible,” Arthur commanded before switching off the phone. He sighed waiting for Khloe to come out of the restaurant. “I'll be leaving now,” she a
Arthur Cassius' lips were still heavy on hers, both lost in the act, forgetting the world around them, like it had disappeared. Suddenly, Arthur pulled out, out of breath still looking at Khloe, who had a shock expression laced on her face. Arthur stepped backwards, his eyes still on her as he realised what he had done; forcefully kissing someone out of their will. “I…I'm…sorry” he stammered, looking down, he went back to the driver seat. Khloe on the other had lots of butterflies in her belly. Like she'd always wanted this. “It's finally time to get close to him,” she thought to herself happily. The atmosphere was tense and awkwardness lingered, like a thick fog that refused to lift. Arthur was so deep in thoughts that he almost crashed into a car. He knew what he did was uncalled for, so he apologised. “I'm terribly sorry ma'am. If you want me to resign. I'll happily do so. I don't know what I was thinking. I….I'm not going to make any excuses but, I promise it won't happen again
The next morning, Khloe Ferguson woke up to an arching head, a dry throat and swollen eyes with eyebags under them. She had cried herself to sleep after the brutal rejection from Arthur. She shrugged off the feeling for the sake of her father's company and got ready for work. She hobbled out of the mansion, her eyes hidden behind her glasses. Though her eyes are still puffy from cries. “Khloe?” Kelly called her and she stopped. “Are you fine? Why are you wearing shades, it's winter season,” Kelly pointed out. “I just felt like wearing them. It adds to my aesthetic,” Khloe lied, flashing her older sister a smile. “If you say so. About yesterday….” Kelly had started but Khloe interrupted her by placing her hands on her shoulders. “Don't worry about that. I was so tired that I slept early,” Khloe lied even more and fortunately Kelly believed her. “I'll be leaving now. Duty calls!” Khloe said walking to the parking lot. Her heart slammed in her chest as she realized she'll be wit
Khloe's car swerved swiftly before crashing into the oncoming car, which had blinded her with full lights, and before she could process all what had happened, she slowly started losing consciousness. “Is this how I am going to die? With a broken heart. I won't see him again, I won't be able to comfort my sister anymore…” she said as her eyes became blurry and she started coughing out blood… In no time, people were around the scene of the accident. Sirens then wailed and the people muttering kept her awake. She felt a liquid warm substance pouring from her head and realised that it's blood. She tried moving her body, even when she knew the excruciating pain that followed would be unbearable but her body fell reluctantly. Her eyes started closing slowly and suddenly a silhouette appeared in front of her. The figure was calling out her name but it was barely audible. With her last strength, she muttered. “Mark?” her eyes slowly closed and she finally passed out. The silhouette figure
For the next week, Khloe's recovery began to improve. She got discharged from the hospital and soon went home. Her legs were still bandaged and she had to use clutches to support herself, but as time went by, she stopped and started working on getting on her two feet again. Colleagues, friends and family supported her throughout her recovery and there was no sign of Arthur. She began working again and soon employed someone to replace Arthur. And although she misses him, she always chides herself for thinking about him. Khloe Ferguson sat behind her mahogany desk, legs crossed as she read the letters that were sent to her. This letter was a well wishing one, but one later caught her eyes. It has no name and it was very different from the ones sent to her. “Ma’am, the person just gave it to me and said I should give it to you.” Her personal assistant said. “And you didn't care to ask what was in it,” Khloe asked, still analysing the strange note. “No, ma’am. I caught the person sl
The strong metal gold key in Khloe Ferguson’s hand sparkled as she fiddled with it.“Ethan Foster. He doesn't know I own his life” Khloe took a deep breath. She sat in her cold room upstairs and from the window, she could see her lovely husband, Ethan Foster kissing and wrapping hands over his mistress’s curvaceous waist. Katrina Eliot, or Katty as Ethan would call her, is just the kind of woman who can collide the heads of ten men together by just walking past them.Sighing, Khloe meticulously hid the key in its secret box before heading down to the living room to welcome her lovely husband and his mistress, Katrina At least, for these four years of being married to Ethan Foster, Khloe has learned by patience to condone his cheating affairs just so he doesn't divorce her and marry his mistress.Her priority is that he is happy and she remains his wife regardless even if he never had an iota of love for her and has countlessly rubbed mud into her eyes.Getting to the living room, Sh
“I want a room. One night” Khloe said as she got to the hotel. She did not even bother to ask for the price. She had enough. The receptionist typed on the computer before saying to Khloe,” The cost of our room varies from $100 to $500 for a night and no additional fee, Ma’am “ she explained and Khloe’s brow furrowed. It was the first time she had heard of such a cheap hotel. Now, she sees how inhumane Ethan is. “Okay, I want a room for $ 500” her mouth uttered before she thought about it.“Here is your key ma’am. Room 007, just go up the stairs ” The lady explained and Khloe headed out.Her head was spinning and she needed to get the thoughts of Ethan and Katrina out of her mind. Married to the billionaire’s son, Ethan Forster all he could repay her loyalty with was by divorcing and sending her away with just one million dollars. Isn't it the height of cruelty ever? The Fosters were rich. They own the largest warehouses ever in Maryland and Ethan happened to be their only child.