Chapter 177 I was rescued
Misunderstandings are meant to be understood and cleared but it leaves me wondering if ours would be.
However, love can succumb all. I felt abashed over my affair and he was mad over his act on Vanessa.
All we had to do was give other time to heal and we're back together, working as one.
Despite the hates and conflicts, we are still together. Fortunately, we got rid of Ivan and Elena which is something we've been hoping to do.
And now, I've become the largest owner of my inherited company and good news, we're expecting.
Vanessa's POV
What's your favorite dark romance? Mine was beauty and the beast. They met, fell in love and boom! Lived happily ever after.
My tale was almost similar but my beast killed me. On my death bed, I got to realize the beast never changes.
It was mere fantasy and a sheraid I had to get rid of. Watching my life pass me by, all I witness was misery.
It was a marriage of benefit, I was the fool for falling in love, for having hope that he'd change.
In the public, the world saw us as the perfect couple but in private, we were worlds apart.
However, life gave me a chance, to set things right and become the beast myself.
All I had to do was come back to his life, and watch him beg at my feet. That was my chance, to kill him.
I made revenge my goal, my dream and nightmare. With this new life, I would simply prevent myself from having the same fate as my past.
However, everything changes when I met my prince charming, he was Louis. We accidentally crossed path at a dinner, held by karen.
There, I had set up a hitman to knock him down but louis was in the way and he went for it.
Luckily, he survived and I had intensions to abandon him in the hospital but when he had opened those eyes, he held my hands from leaving.
It seems he was going through a heartbreak and needed a companion. At first, I was never interested but he claims to assist me in my revenge scheme.
That was where it all began, I moved in with him and he showed me an irresistible love that i melt at his every touch.
As though he betwitched me. I never had time for my empire but just him. He used my heart like it was his entertainment.
What a foolish move!
I gave love a chance again and he was just the perfect prince charming. He made me change my mind on gaining revenge and just focus on the future.
He vows to marry me, to give me a wedding that I would never forget. It gave me chills as he was good at posing romantic lines.
Sadly, on our wedding day, he abandoned me on the altar, stole my wealth and I became a mockery to the wolverine society.
He became second on my list of revenge. That day, I had desired to drown myself. Embarrassed, I ran away from the wolverine society, empty and depressed that i found myself at a river, a place to drown and be forgotten.
Unfortunately, a psychopath rescued me.
He was Damien, a mafia wolf whom I presumed fell in love with me at first sight in my wedding dress.
We met in the river where he was having his bath. Gosh, he was sexy and his nudity was appealing.
Our first meeting made me glued to a spot, he had that pride lingering around his face. As though he knew the reason I was in the water.
His words that says, dying isn't the only way out.
Damien stretched his hands at me, assuring me that he would always be there for me.
He had no emotions but with me around, it was a miracle. His family even prayed to the moon goddess that we marry and a pieces of my heart began to beat for him.
Possibly, they saw no she-wolf could stay with him.
He became my hunter who always protected me and obsessed with me. His obsession made him violent and I began to regret my decision.
Most times, he dresses me up like a doll. All of the games he use to play, using my body like an entertainment.
It made me fed up and I tried to escape from his claws but he captured me.
Just as it was, love wasn't for me, he fucking sold me!
Love was evil to me and that part of me was close up. Burying the past, I had to move on and face reality.
They showed me what I was really made of and I never minded being a psychopath for them.
However, meeting again was my biggest fear.
I never had time for myself neither my daughter. All I concentrated was building an empire single handedly again.
I swore to the moon goddess never to fall in love again if she grants me my earnest request.
At least, I got to fulfill my dreams of building that empire. It was left for me to fulfill my revenge plan.
They were the reason I sold my tender heart to the devil just to be tough.
I kept myself isolated from the world, became as cruel as possible because in my past life, I let people take advantage of me but not anymore.
I had to play my cards well.
Little by Little, I made those who made my life miserable pay for their sins. I became their god.
Oddly enough, my biggest plan never came through which was murdering my ex-lovers.
I had sent assassins, spies and hitmen to find him but to no avail.
However, things went awry when I suddenly collapsed and was rushed to the hospital.
Here I was, sitting opposite the doctor in a patient gown.
I felt nausea, stunned, terrified as he broke the awe-striken news to me.
I had collapsed from over stress, and developed cancer.
The doctor had just informed me that I had 365 days to live. It was funny how he claimed i should live the best of my life, eat, love and pray.
It seems my death was inevitable even in my new life.
Although, I wouldn't die alone this time. I would drag to hell with me, the men who were the cause.
I had to leave my home country to begin a new world in my last days.
The sea became my second home. Each day, I stare at the paper having my diagnosis. I hadn't let Tasha know.
She was too young to hear the grief. Perhaps, fate wanted me to be more close to her.
Today, the sea had me again.
I smiled at the papers, with tears in my eyes. Life was cruel, but it still had a way of giving one a second chance.
Sitting by the seaside and crunching a sausage roll, I began to imagine what life would have been with him.
The cold breeze blew pass my face and my eyes evaluates the roaring waves. How peaceful and serene this place felt.
My blonde hair dangles all over my face. I wouldn't want to speak about my outfit because I look like a sick patient.
Most people complain about my outward look, I was just bad at dressing. My daughter could attest to it too.
She's embarrassed because of me, but I never mind.
Somehow, I wish that was how my life could be as the beach. However, one fantasies couldn't be reality.
The papers with me had a bucket list of things I wish to do before my last days. If only there was a way to reverse time.
Nevertheless, It was time to let go of the past and focus on the present.
It was difficult to forget my nightmare but for the few days I had, I was left with no choice.
Throughout my years without a man, I learnt to be strong, bold and independent.
This was a moment to open my heart to love again, cherish my daughter and grant her wish to have a father which might be almost impossible.
While lost in thoughts, the rain began to pour heavily and made no move. I tried to cry but there was no tears except grief. Anxiously, I couldn't feel the rain anymore, rather, an umbrella had shield my head.
My lowered eyes sighted two pairs of shoes, they were familiar, the fragrance around this stranger hits my nose. He was wearing a dark coat, his umbrella tilted over my head as he bent slightly.