MELANIE’S P.O.V“Should I invite her over to the table? She has be dying to meet you.” Mia smirk and I stare at her with disgust.I swear, if you ask me what I hate the most then I'll tell you “It’s introducing my man to another woman” huh, how can that be? She sees me here, and still have the gut to talk trash about asking an outsider to the table.I furrows my brows at Mr Gordon to hear what he is going to say, and just as I thought he ordered Mia to invite her over.Is he just dumb or he's testing my patience?“Who is she anyways?” Mr Gordon asks. He pick up his own wine and lift the glass to his mouth.“Mitchell Brooks? Well, her father is the ex chairman of this foundation, Nathaniel Brooks. She studied business management in Canada and she fly down to NYC when her father had an accident. So, she's still around and I guess she's going to fill in her father's position until he gets back to his feet.” Mia let out and Mr Gordon let out an ‘oh’.I would be lying if I said I'm

Mr Gordon clicks on the ‘send’ icon on the system and he smiles before he shut down the laptop.“That was a nice way to start afresh with father.” he chuckles and stretches his figure lazily on the reading seat.“That old man thinks he can make me marry again after what he had done? If not for the sake of Mia, I would have had his business go down the drain with me, but no I won't do that.” he groans and closes the notebook on the table.He stands up from the seat and drags his feet to the mini fridge in his room.He brings out a can of soft drinks and opens the lid.‘Long enough that we should have had a kid in elementary school by nowHe could still hear the words of Melanie to Mitchell echoes in his head.“I’ve never seen that side of her before, so bold and fearless.” he compliments and smiled before gulping down the drinks down his throat.He feels relaxed and he closes the fridge before walking out of his study with the can in his hand.‘I can't wait to see her face again’ He c

“Melanie, are you okay?” Melanie moves back in shock at hearing her name. She looks down to see Mr Gordon standing up on his feet, holding the head with his palm.She takes a few steps back in shock, no she can't let him manhandle her as he did earlier.“Are you okay?” he repeated, he moves his legs towards her and Melanie keep on taking steps back until her butt hits the table.“I’m sorry, but can you stop moving closer?” she cries, unable to run away as her eyes are glued to his face. She fears he might do something bad to her if she tries to take her gaze off him.Mr Gordon closes the gap between them and pulls her to his body.“I’m sorry, Melanie.” he let out, hugging her tightly to his body.“I’m not asking you to forgive me but please stay still and listen to my heartbeat. You'll feel how sorry I am.” He cries in regret.Melanie stay still not knowing what to do.She sighs and moves her hands to his chest and pushes him off her.“I’m glad you're back to your sense. Please save

GORDON’S P.O.VI walk inside my room, feeling mad at myself for being a dick. She's just worried about the poor boy and I'm reacting like a gull.I kick the door closed and drag my feet towards my bed. I plunge onto the bed and face-palm myself.“I hope she doesn't have the wrong idea.” I sigh and roll under the duvet.I close my eyes to sleep but I couldn't sleep, I feel restless and I know what's happening.“Today is Saturday,” I screamed and jumped off the bed like someone that is being chased.I rush to my study furniture and grab my mini jotter.I pick it up and flip through the pages.“It’s today!” I exclaimed with my hands pressed to my mouth.My eyes dilate on their own and I feel my head become heavy. I grab my head with both palms and I squeeze my eyes in pain.“Ahhhh!” I moaned in pain, panting heavily as I begin to recall the memories that I never wish to remember.Flashback“Alfred, where are we?” Selena asks as I open the door to the cabin, after looking left and

MELANI’S P.O.VI dipped the towel inside the bowl of cold water and squeeze it gently before moving it to Mr Gordon’s face.I wipe his forehead with the towel and I watch him breathe soundly through his patted mouth that opened slightly.Earlier, after kissing me on my lips and calling out the name “Selena” I know he's not himself and I'm not mad at him.But a part of me is angry at him for not seeing me for who I am.After much struggle, he finally fall asleep with his head on my lap.I went downstairs to fetch a bowl from the kitchen and a bottle of cold water from the fridge to wipe his sweaty forehead.I couldn't sleep as different thoughts run through my mind.‘What if he wakes up tomorrow and forgets about everything that's happening now?’ I thought with a sad look plastered on my face and I couldn't help the sighs that follow.‘What if he gets angry at me again, for touching his face?’ I groan when I couldn't stop thinking.“Isn’t he the one that asks me to pat him to sle