LOGINRonan’s POV finally. We’re going to be having more Ronan’s POV from now on. Please if you like this story and the characters, pleaseeee drop a comment. Love, Suxi
OPHELIA Ronan’s hands snaked around my waist. My head lifted to look at him, but he wasn’t staring at me. His gaze was past me, at Julius who was behind me. “Are you alright?” He asked without looking at me, his voice rough and strained. “I-I’m fine.” I attempted to pull away from his hold but his hand around my waist tightened and he pulled me further into him. Yet, his eyes didn’t meet mine. “I was having a conversation with her,” Julius said from behind. “We weren’t done.” Ronan replied. “She is clearly done.” He let me stand beside him but his hand didn’t leave my waist. “Ophelia. I was saying that.” “I don’t want to hear what you have to say.” Finally, Ronan’s gaze met mine. Something flickered in his eyes before he looked away and pulled his hand from my waist. “I want you to go to my car, Ophelia. I’ll meet you in five.” “Huh?” “Go to the car,” he commanded. Nodding, I turned around and scanned the lot for his car. After a few seconds, my eyes fell on the famil
OPHELIAThe journey to the parking lot was fast. I wanted to get this done as quickly as possible.My eyes began to scan everywhere for any trace of the man. I crossed my hands behind my back and fiddled with them in an attempt to calm my nerves.After a few seconds of not seeing him, I grunted and turned away. But before I could take more than a step, his voice rang behind me.“I knew you’d come.”I sharply swiveled to find the man stepping out between the cars. He wore a brown suit, his hair was perfectly styled and dyed dirty blonde. A smile was plastered on his face as he stepped closer until we stood only a few meters apart. “I knew you’d make it here,” he said gently.I glanced at my watch and then back at him. “Five minutes. That’s all I’m giving you.”“I can’t be more grateful.”“What is it that you have to say? I don’t have all day.”He exhaled. With the way he stared at me right now, one would think that he was madly in love with me. We both knew that was fake as hell.“I
OPHELIASeven hundred million dollars.That was how much I filed for in the divorce lawsuit against Julius. Left to me, I definitely would’ve made it a billion dollars but the legal team I hired suggested that seven hundred was the better amount.Since Julius had refused to sign the divorce papers, I was taking matters into my own hands.“Aside from the cheating, what else do you want in the statement?" I lifted my gaze when Nova’s voice rang from across me. She sat on the chair opposite mine in the office, her fingers actively typing away on a pink coloured laptop.“Add that we’ve been separated for months due to his infidelity and manipulations.”“And?”“And that he also did some terrible things that I didn't want to reveal. Also, that the released photos were photoshopped. Just these.”Nova nodded and continued typing. “I’m also going to add that you never cheated on him,” she said.When she was done typing, editing, and uploading my signature to the statement, she released it to
RONANManaging two corporations at the same time was a waste of my patience. One day I was at the automotive company which was my utmost priority, the next day, I was at the hospital I had no interest in.“The scandal has only affected the hospital by 1%,” my voice rang from the head of the table at the large boardroom of the Whitmore hospital. A few doctors and shareholders occupied the chairs on either side. “Although we trust in your competence, Mr Throne, it isn’t guaranteed that this won't happen worse in the future,” one of the shareholders spoke.Another added. “We believe that you won’t lead the hospital to the gutters. That is the only reason we didn’t withdraw our investments. But, this makes the organization untrustworthy.”Nodding, I let out a sigh and gestured to Abraham behind me. He stepped forward and explained. “We have debunked the news and almost every article has been brought down. The hospital remains unaffected. We will also make sure that nothing like this happ
OPHELIAI blinked twice after Ronan’s words. I tried to wrap my head around his words.“But how does getting married earlier solve this?” I was genuinely curious.He took a sip from the cup of black iced coffee before him. “In business, trust is the most important thing. The shares crashed because investors pulled out.”I nodded.“They did because they were scared that this scandal might ruin everything for the company.”I was becoming even more confused. Ronan took another sip from his coffee and explained further. “They think that since your marriage with Julius has come to an end, you’ve lost the Whitmore backing. Moreover, they think we’re having an affair that is nothing serious. They do not trust your administration without Julius by your side.”“You mean, they believe without the Whitmores’ or a powerful name beside me, the company is at stake.”He flicked his forefinger and thumb together. “Exactly.”I nodded, beginning to wrap my hands around his words. Ever since I met Ronan
OPHELIAThe sound of my phone blaring on top of the bedside table woke me up in the early hours of the morning the next day.My eyes slowly fluttered open, the ray of sunshine emanating from the window causing me to snap it shut again. When the phone began to ring again, I grunted and reluctantly extended my hand backward to pick up the phone from the bedside table. My eyes slowly opened to read the Caller ID.Nova.I quickly sat up on the bed. Nova never called this early, except for emergencies.Before I could pick the call, my eyes trailed to the child beside me. Last night, Alia had insisted that I sleep in her room. Slowly and quietly, I stood from the bed and returned to my room, my fingers immediately swiping on the green button.“Ophelia, did you see the news?” Her voice instantly rang out. She sounded panicked and out of breath.“It’s barely morning, Nova,” I grunted, slumping on my own bed. “What is so important?”“You’d be shocked.”The call ended with a beep. Sighing, I
OPHELIA Ronan’s brow lifted even further. He said nothing. For a minute, his brown eyes fixed on me as if trying to read my thoughts. I shifted uncomfortably. For some reason, this man unsettled me. Unlike his brother's golden retriever look of brown hair and blue eyes, he was like a dark monster
OPHELIA“Mrs Whitmore, I’m sorry. This death certificate is fake.” The officer at the medical records department informed me.It was mid-morning, and I was standing at the medical records department of the same hospital where I’d lost my baby. Holding the very death certificate they'd issued then.
OPHELIA Not a second passed before I pulled away and took a quick step away from him. “Mr Throne.” As always, my brother-in-law wore that same smug, unreadable expression. He said nothing. Instead, his eyes raked over my body slowly and deliberately, from my head to my toes. Then his gaze retu
OPHELIASelena paused the moment her eyes fell on me. She looked from me to the child and before I could blink, she hurried toward us, shoved me out of the way, and bundled the child in a hug. “Alia, dear.”I grabbed the table to steady myself.“Oh, my child. Thank goodness you’re awake. I was alm







