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Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 31

Westley’s POV

Two days after I knew the truth, I felt like a beast as I reflected on how I hurt my wife, I

bullied her again that’s what hurt me the most. I wonder how she’s doing? Is she still in

love with me? This like this change women a lot.

I hate myself for hurting her, I would have been civil with her.

I was at the office but I couldn’t concentrate, the memory of Mirabel filled my thoughts it

either made me regret or smile.

I wasn’t thinking straight I lost it, today I fired ten workers because they were so irritating.

How would they greet me and at the same time ask me for a thing, I fired them.

I don’t understand why I get easily angry this past few days.

“What the f–k!” I yelled running my hands through my hair.

“I ruined my life myself, how couldn’t I have seen the innocence and the beauty that lies

in her eyes” I said shaking my head in regret.

“I’ll win her back” I said assuring myself.

I left the office since there is no point wasting time on something I’m not concentrating

on. I drove in speed to my house. I got to my house, I sat down on the sofa in my sitting

room I didn’t even pull my clothes. I wasn’t I’m a good mood

I picked the telephone,

“Come in immediately” I said to my gatekeeper

He knocked and I ordered him to come in.

“Yes sir, you called” he said bowing his head

“You are fired” I said giving him a killer look.

“Sir, please what have I done” he said kneeling

“You saw me when I threw my wife’s belonging out of my house and you didn’t stop me,

you’re fired. Until she comes back that’s when I’ll call you” I said

“Sir”

“Get out” I barked he ran out in fear.

Rubbish I grabbed some few bottles of beer, I became drunk to the extend all I knew was

saying Mirabel and remembering the good times I missed with her.

“She’s my Jewel!”

Mirabel’s POV

I wanted forget about my problems for a bit. I didn’t hear any feedback from Arthur. Its

now clear that Westley doesn’t want anything to do with me.

I feel pain right inside my emotion. My life hasn’t always been easy. When I fell in love

with my soon to be ex husband, I thought I could make him change but No, he hates me

with passion.

He is the first man I’ve ever loved.

Why am I ugly? Why do I have to be fat? Why am I not hot and sexy?

I was mocked by many people, no one wanted to associate with me back then in high

school.

I felt it was going to be over when I married the hottest and handsome guy any lady

would dream of having in LA. I never knew that’s greater problem for me.

I still love my husband, I wish he would just be my friend even if it just one day. I thought

as I designed the cake which I baked. I reopened the bake shop, I don’t have to be jobless

and I need to forget my pain for a bit.

Life isn’t fair to me!

Westley’s POV

I’ll have to kill my pride for once if I want to be happy. I thought I as stood up from my

bed having the mind of going to the Davidson’s house. But I don’t know what to expect,

I’m ready for anything after all I hurt my wife.

Its a Saturday I took my bath wore a pair of jean trousers and a polo. I took my car keys

and I was off to Mirabel’s house.


I was at Greenville estate right in front of her house but I don’t know whether to go in or

not.

Maybe she wouldn’t want to talk to me nor see me. I discovered that I wasn’t the rude guy

I was, now I’m tensed.

Its a kind of new feeling for me which I don’t like. I wasn’t even tensed approaching

Nicole but for Mirabel its a different thing. I had to summon up courage, I was sitting In

my car for thirty good minutes.

I walked to the door right in front of me. I knocked on the door as if I had no strength. I

wish Mirabel should be the one to open the door because if its her sister I’m finished.

I heard a the door open and then my worst dream came to pass it was her sister.

“What do you want?” She asked with hands akimbo rolling her sister eyes at me.

“I’m here to see my wife” I answered looking at her directly into her eyes

“Well, she’s not at home ” she said about shutting the door but I held the door she wasn’t

able to close it anymore.

“Where is she?” I asked

“Why do you want to see her, I thought you hated her? Huh?” She asked still rolling her

eyes at me

“Look, whatever happened between she and I is none of your business OK? And I’m

sorry for the way I talked to you the day you came to my house” I said apologizing to

her. It was he first time I didn’t speak rudely to someone.

“Apology accepted, well she isn’t at home I’ll tell her when she gets back” she said

smiling

“OK
thanks” I said as I took my leave

“Hey Mr. Rude are you dreaming? You look calm to me” she said laughing.

“Sister in law, I am not dreaming” I said while entering into my car to go back home.


I got home thinking maybe I should try her line but I don’t even have her phone number.

I had to call some of my men to get her phone number sent to my phone. I need her very

badly. I miss her. I decide to rest, so I laid on the sofa thinking about the whole events as

I was about sleeping my phone rang. I picked up my phone it had no name stored

“Hello
sweetie” I heard a female voice

“Yea” I answered frustrated

“Its me Linda” she said chickling

“Oh
what do you want?” I asked in a hurry

“I want you baby, should I come over?” She asked in a seductive voice

“I don’t need you” I answered

“Why?” She asked

“I’m married” I said, I wasn’t planning to say so but it just came out

“Awwn
.but you were married when we I do come over and we f–k? So why now? don’t tell me you’ve falling for that fat thing” she said almost like yelling

“How dare you call her fat thing? Wait till I ruin you” I shouted while hanging up.

“What rubbish!” I said.

I’m hungry and I can’t even cook properly its either the food would too salty or The

pepper would be too much.

My house isn’t lively anymore, its las quiet as a cemetery.

I thought as I place my face in my hands.

I hate this!


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