ELAINE (CATHERINE) ... 'Come out in the garden, Let's have a chat.' Those were the first words my mother-in-law said to me. Well, I guess it's time to have some serious chat. Keeping the photo under her pillow again, I followed her out. Liam slightly nods at me, standing in front of the door... "She is asleep. If she wakes up before I return send her to the garden." I informed him. "Yes, ma'am." He said. I walked out in the garden and saw Mrs Reinford sitting on the gazebo, perhaps waiting for me to have some 'chat'... I sat in the opposite of her. "Have some tea." She offered me and I accepted it. I wouldn't mind a chat while having some tea. "What's your name?" Mrs Reinford asked, which startled me a bit hearing her rigid tone. "Elaine Agosti," I answered. "Agosti?" She raised a brow at me. "So, you're a daughter of Alberto Agosti? Strange, I have heard he has a son only. Never heard about his daughter." I sighed inwardly, "I am not his real daughter." I said truthfully. Sh

EDWARD... 'Am I your first wife, Edward?' - The question she asked stopped my breath for a moment. Her gaze was filled with hesitance and fear. This question couldn't come all of a sudden, must something have happened if I'm not wrong, it happened when Mom summoned her for a talk. As much as I don't like both my wife and mother under the same roof, I couldn't ask them to leave either. They are my parents after all. So, I tried to stay between them and the pendant was planted for any inconvenience situation. However, it seemed my precautions failed and the talk with my mother Brought out that question from her, which was also the reason I hurried home from the office. I don't know exactly how much she knows, nor I could guess what her reaction would be... "Edward, please answer..." Her trembling tone increased my heartbeat in the silent atmosphere. Could she hear them? Gulping hard, I gave a single nod "Hmm..." Nothing more came out of me. Her question was answered and I'm uncert

EDWARD... I fucking hated lying to her yet I had no choice. Most of my answers were lies, except for a few parts of it. Confession of my love for her was not a lie. How I missed her was not a lie. When I said how beautiful she is that's not a fucking lie... But, that didn't lessen my guilt realising how much she suffered only because of me. Staring at her sleepy state with a faint smile lingering on her lips was the greatest view for me. I could watch her the entire life. But sometimes it bothers me when I ask myself- Do I deserve her? I loathed the answer every time. But I couldn't let her leave me again. My existence depends on her. Without Catherine, there is no Edward. Her one glance takes away all my worries and I feel alive. Her smile encourages me to fight against the world and her love pumps my heartbeat. If lying about our past brought a smile to her face, I would do it till the end and always pray to God to never return her memories, reminding her of those unwanted suffe

EDWARD... Hanging up the call, I once again went through the published news about me and Regina. The angle, the captured time, all of it seemed too perfectly handled. As far as I remember, after calling Catherine I was much relaxed last night and returned to see if mom needed anything. She didn't want to go home so I managed a VIP room for her to rest there and waited in the open corridor in the hospital, drowned in my thoughts when Regina came. She tried to coax me but I was rigid. Honestly, I don't really need more headaches with several on my plate. I wouldn't ask her to leave because it's her wish. Moreover, Mom seemed to like her so perhaps she needed a female touch, I didn’t mind her and only asked her to leave me alone. I didn't get to notice what happened but she suddenly fell over me... Although I was annoyed, I helped her to stand straight. She said her head spun all of a sudden, so I let go. And now, the result was in front of me. Even though I suspect Regina was behin

EDWARD... With Regina's leave from the company, I am mentally prepared for tantrums my mother gonna throw over this. She might hate Catherine even more now but I am not the same Edward anymore. I do love my parents, but they need to realise that I love my wife and daughter too. I would always choose Catherine and Adelaide over everything, that included my life too. Soon, I was out of the office and before returning home I visited Dad in the hospital. He has woken up and is in a stable condition. When I entered his room, Mom was peeling apple for him. Seeing me, he looked up and something in me just broke seeing his pallid face. Inhaling a deep breath I calmed down myself and walked close to him. Mom stood up from the chair and let me sit beside him. I held his weak hand and he tightened the grip shakily. "How are you feeling now?" I asked slowly. "Much better." Taking my hand he holds it to his heart... "I am sorry." He muttered. My throat heaved up as I tried to hold back my t