I was glad that I finally cleared things with Hades. I told him I didn't want anything to do with him again. And I meant it. It gave me peace. I could breathe again.
I blocked his number and all his contacts. I blocked everything that had to do with him. I didn't want any message from him. I didn't want to see him or hear from him. I was done.
Every morning, I woke up early and got ready for work. I felt light. I felt free. I was doing what I loved, and I was doing it well. My company was growing fast, and I was proud of myself.
I noticed my tummy was getting a little round. My baby was growing. I smiled at the mirror every morning. I would finally be a mother. I touched my belly gently and whispered to my baby, 'You are safe. I will protect you."
Even though I blocked Hades, he still came to my house every morning. He would drop flowers, chocolates, fruits, and some baby things at my doorstep.
He never tried to talk to me. Not even once. He would just place a small card with the same words written on it: 'You will deliver successfully. We can't wait to see our bundle of joy."
I watched him through the CCTV camera. At first, I ignored it. But after some days, I started watching him longer. I didn't know why. I just kept staring. For the first time, I started seeing how handsome he truly was.
He looked so calm, so gentle. His dark hair was always neatly brushed back. His jawline looked sharp, like it was carved. His suit always looked perfect on him. He was literally the most handsome man I had ever seen.
I tried not to think too much. I reminded myself that looks didn't matter. I reminded myself of all the pain. But my eyes still followed him every morning through the screen. And something in my heart shifted.
His company's name was everywhere again. Hades Group was rising fast. He was working hard. Very hard. I saw him on the news. I heard him on podcasts. He was attending big conferences and seminars.
He was giving speeches, talking about business growth, talking about innovation, and change. He looked confident and powerful. And I had never been more proud of him.
Even with his busy schedule, he still came every single morning to drop things for me and the baby. He never missed a day. Not one. The notes never changed. Just those soft words, always for the baby.
One morning, I stood by the door but didn't open it. I wanted to open it. My hand touched the doorknob, but I couldn't turn it. I watched him leave. He looked tired but calm. I leaned my head against the door and closed my eyes.
Later that day, I picked up my phone and contacted Rita about the new project. It was a huge one worth 500 billion. We were about to award it to Ametek Company. My assistant director, Rita, was ready with the files.
Then I spoke when she picked up the call
'Rita," I said, 'don't give it to Amatek. Give it to Hades Group. I think they would perform better."
Rita was quiet for a while. I was sure she would be shocked. 'Ma'am… are you sure?"
'Yes," I said with a nod. 'I'm sure. They have proven their strength. They have what it takes. Let's trust them."
And then I dropped the call. I felt good. I felt proud. Not just of Hades. But of myself.
I had peace.
And maybe, just maybe… something was changing inside me.
RITA'S POV
It was a beautiful morning. I came into the office early like always. The building was quiet and fresh. I loved being early. It gave me time to arrange everything before the others came in.
Ever since Jane made me the assistant director, I had been working so hard. I didn't want to disappoint her. She trusted me.
She gave me a big position and I had to prove that I could handle it. I checked every report. I attended every meeting. I made sure every department was doing what they should.
Jane had been taking time off work recently. She said she needed rest, and I was glad she did. She had been through a lot.
She was strong, but even strong people need to rest sometimes. She looked better lately. Calmer. Happier. Maybe it was because of the baby. I was happy for her. She deserved some peace.
That morning, I was going through emails and planning to send out one very important email.
It was the mail to confirm the final approval of the 500 billion naira contract. We had been working on it for weeks. Everything was ready.
The contract was supposed to go to Amatek. They were reliable. They had worked with us before. It was a done deal. I just needed to send the confirmation.
Then my phone rang.
It was Jane.
"Rita," she said, her voice calm, "Please send the contract to Hades Group instead."
I was silent for a few seconds.
"To Hades Group?" I asked, very surprised. I wasn't expecting that. Jane had said many times that she didn't want anything to do with Mr. Hades anymore.
"Yes," she said. "I believe they will do well with it."
"Are you sure?" I asked carefully. "Do you really think they can handle it?"
She didn't sound angry or unsure. Her voice was steady.
"I think Hades is a changed man," she said simply.
I didn't ask any more questions. Jane was the boss. If she made a decision, I had to follow it. And I trusted her. She was smart. She must have her reasons.
"Alright," I said. "I'll send the mail right away."
As soon as we ended the call, I opened the document and changed the name. I removed Amatek and typed in Hades Group. I updated the files and attached them to the mail. I added a small message for the Hades Group team to come in and sign as soon as possible.
I hit send.
It was done.
After that, I sat back for a moment. I felt a mix of surprise and curiosity. Why did Jane do that? Was she trying to help him? Did she forgive him? Was this for the baby?
I didn't know. But it wasn't my place to guess.
All I knew was that a huge opportunity had just been given to Hades Group. If they handled it well, it would change their company forever.
And deep down, even though I didn't say it out loud, I hoped they would succeed. Because if Jane saw something good in him, maybe he really was different now.
The rest of the day, I kept working like always. But I kept thinking about that phone call. About Jane. And about how sometimes, the people we once hated can surprise us.