Mag-log inMichael Patterson, an embodiment of a playboy.Jennifer Miller, an epitome of innocence. What will happen when destiny will bring them together? Let's join the Hot-shot Billionaire Michael and the Sweet-innocent Jennifer in their journey, a journey of love, heart-break and redemption.
view moreMichaelWe both sat silently as the car ran on the busy streets of San Francisco. The way to the hospital seemed like it never ended. Our destination wasn't far yet I felt like I was in the car for hours suffocating from inside. I wasn't able to hold the ghost tears that slipped out of my eyes and down the cheeks. I was silently praying for Pearl's well being. Mom's words were ringing in my ear like an alarm. I just can't afford to lose her. I love her so much if anything happened to her then I will never be able to forgive myself. Within a few minutes We reached the hospital and I ran to the ward assigned to her.My heart skipped a beat when I saw Mom, who was crying uncontrollably and Jennifer's mother was trying to console her, whereas dad was just sitting on the bench without any emotion. His eyes were moist and I can guarantee that there is going to be a storm in his heart."Mom ho
JenniferMy eyes opened on their own accord and I groaned - the sky was still dark outside. My alarm couldn't have gone off. Then why did I wake up?And most of all, why does my heart feel heavy? And then the events of last night dawned upon me - the last night's insult and pain was still fresh in my mind.Tears stung my eyes as the events of the last night flashed in my mind again - How can he stoop so low for a deal? Does my dignity hold no importance in his eyes?And then I felt something pressed against my bladder and I realized that my filled bladder was the reason I would have woken up all of a sudden.I turned to get up from the bed, and that's when my eyes fell on the sleeping form of my husband besides me, with his arms wrapped around my waist, a
JenniferI sat silently on my seat as I watched the car move on the silent, dark road. I kept my eyes out of the window as he drove in utter silence. I made sure to keep my eyes glued to the window, not to spare a single glance to Mike. The way to home seems never ending. As if we were driving on a road that doesn't take us anywhere.Our destination wasn't far yet I felt like I was in the car for hours, slowly suffocating from inside.I felt wordless unable to speak at all as I felt my voice box shatter along with my fragile heart. A feeling which made me gasp for air and beg my heart to cooperate with me, beg for it to stop this pain and give some relief to my burning soul.But it was too hard. I wasn't able to stop the ghost tear that slipped out my eye and down the cheek. I turned my face fur
MichaelI pushed her slightly and ran my hands on my face.Only if I knew bringing this woman with me means inviting trouble for myself, then I would have locked her inside the four walls of my room.“Mike” she softly called out for me.I turned my back towards her and forced myself to suck in a breath and close my eyes, my breaths soon becoming steady.I know I have to tackle the situation very calmly. My anger will only worsen the situation.“Jenny listen-”“Mike I-” She cut me off. I looked at her and my eyes widened as she slowly stood up on her feet, taking the support of the slab.When did she fall? I murmured to myself.When you pushed her off idiot! My conscience mocked.&nb





