The days passed so quickly that no one noticed, Chelsea immersed in the company and with her head in a mess without seeing a way to tell Fred about her truth. Vicky trying to erase from her head everything she had had to live with Erick, even though she knew that she was not alone with Fred like that night, she still felt afraid, she thought that her assailant could arrive suddenly from one moment to the next to finish what she had started but, luckily for her, From the exact second he ran out the front door like a vermin, he didn't go in again. Fred was also focused, he was more focused than ever on his recovery, the latter had noticed that, that day when he saved Vicky from her father's clutches, her legs felt a little different, they felt lighter than on previous occasions, but he had not been sure if it was due to the high adrenaline rush he had at that time or that he was actually having visible improvements. The more days passed, the stronger he felt, each physiotherapy ses
Chelsea's mind wanders about what happened on that "business" trip, it reminded her so much of that time she went to Montreal, that was the first time the two connected in such an incredible way, it had marked a before and after in their relationship, without a doubt, the trips with Steve ended very well, more than he could ever imagine in his wildest dreams. Although she was happy, she also felt bad about herself, she had a tangle of emotions inside her that didn't let her think clearly. Telling Fred everything that was happening was imminent, but she thought that would be something very painful for him, she had no idea that Fred and Vicky were in the same situation as her, that the truth came out was only a matter of time.He was coming up with the best way to tell his infidelities when his phone started ringing, he was completely surprised to see his best friend's name on the screen, since he had arranged with Steve's brother he couldn't see his hair, they were living their own
For a few seconds, horror is reflected in Chelsea's eyes, she can't believe what she's seeing, she thinks she must be in some kind of alternate reality, in a different universe than she was in just a few minutes ago. Vicky and Fred were so focused on their pleasure that they didn't even notice her presence in the room, they had trusted each other because of how early it was, she was always in the office until late in the afternoon, it didn't cross their minds that she could get there sooner. Obviously they couldn't imagine Chelsea running away tormented by the news of her pregnancy and arriving only to find them red-handed. For the redhead she was there, standing, motionless for too long, but the truth is that it was only an instant, just enough time for her bag to fall from her hands to the floor, and only the sound of it took them out of their pleasure to discover that they were not alone as they thought.Chelsea was also startled by the din and spun as fast as she could to get o
A week after Vicky and Fred's relationship came to light, things were getting back to normal, at least at the Sielgman mansion. Erick hadn't shown up yet, the last they heard from him was that he was in Europe. Still, Vicky was never alone. Fred was already able to move around much more easily and was able to join the company, despite this, he left Chelsea as CEO of the company, his right-hand man. If there was one thing that couldn't be denied, it was the improvements that the company had had thanks to her and the work she had done in all that time. His life had been sorted out a bit, except for Steve, who would soon marry Larissa.The news of the wedding was a big hit all over the media: "The wedding of the year, Larissa Hamilton and Steve Bullock are finally getting married. That had Stephanie dazed and impatient, all her plans were slipping right under her nose and she couldn't let that happen. After giving it a lot of thought, she decided to give the final blow, if she couldn't
All the events that happened a few days ago have Chelsea full of sorrow and above all, anguish. The only thing she really knows for sure is that she must fight for her baby at all costs. Take care of him and protect him like his mother did with her. History seemed to repeat itself in her, being a single mother. Still, the redhead knows she can overcome it. Steve? She doesn't know anything about him. And it was the best thing for both of them, there were always a lot of obstacles between them and I was exhausted. If he had followed the signs, he would have turned away from him, when he should have. But it wasn't all bad, now she carried in her womb the fruit of her love. She loved him from the first lie in the bar until their last sexual encounter in Sweden. Everything ended exactly as it began. Gus's call takes her out of her thoughts, she answers with excitement when she sees his name on the screen of his cell phone."Hello, my Gus!"Trinki dear, I'm calling you to announce tha
Chelsea got out of the cab and got ready to enter the luxurious bar. She couldn't deny that she was a little nervous, it was her first date with Fred, the guy she met on one of the most recent apps. Unlike the rest of the dating apps, the user's profile is incognito, so she is literally on a blind date.She goes to the bar, orders a gin and tonic, it's her drink of choice, not to mention that it allows her to get out of his shyness a bit. Sh looks at his watch a couple of times."Should I write him?" She mutters under her breath. She opens his bag to extract her cell phone, and as is often the case, she can't find it, “For Gods sake, where di I leave my cell phone?. —She puts his finger to his forehead, tapping lightly as she repeats, "Think Chel, think. —suddenly she remembers that he must have left it on the marble counter in the kitchen— “It had to be there. All for leaving in a hurry to arrive on time and he doesn't arrive. I have no choice but to wait for him. But how will I know
As Steve drives, Chelsea smiles, assessing how successful their date would be this time around. She had researched the three basic steps to consider a successful date: the first was to get a date; the second, to have a spectacular time and fuck; and the third, which indicated whether it had been perfect, the message or the call the next day. For now, everything was going smoothly!Chelsea's previous dates had been a fraud, all because of her mania for believing in love and especially in the cliché phrases "Never go to bed on your first date", "Men don't marry easy women", "Hold on, the one who loves you, waits for you", unusual phrases in reality. She had believed them all, and worse, she had implemented them all, they were her war flag.But that night in reality, she was willing to let go of her prejudices and beliefs and surrender to what she really felt. Sex, sex, screamed in his head every thought.When the car stopped, he got out and turned to the other side to open the door for
Luckily for her, Chelsea was able to find a quick taxi and get home just in time just to change her clothes, hair and makeup, she would have to do it inside the car, but, she didn't count on the traffic being impossible, she was about ten minutes late to the main offices of Bullock & Company. But, once again, luck was on his side and the CEO hadn't made it to the facility. Just as he was talking to a girl from human resources, none other than Hugh Bullock himself arrived."Mr. Bullock, this girl has come to interview for the vacant position of administrative assistant, but your son hasn't arrived yet."What do you mean my son hasn't arrived?" It's inconceivable that at thirty he still wants to make a living like a crazy rich kid, he has to grow up once and for all," the HR girl clears her throat to get Mr. Bullock's attention, "excuse me, miss, I'm not up for my son's headaches at this age, sometimes I forget that I shouldn't grumble in front of people, Old men's stuff, come on, come