Marilyn Verses Calvin
Calvin
He was sitting in the conference room of the hotel waiting for Marrin/Marilyn to arrive. He’d come down here early with Wil, so that he wouldn’t keep her waiting. He’d gotten up and shaved, put on that aftershave she’d always liked on him, and stood and done his hair, was he knew trying to look his best for her. She’d once loved looking at him and this was the first time she’d see him with the full knowledge of everything that had happened in her past.
He knew Wil had also told her of his plan, his grand gesture for his love confession when she got off that plane in Italy, that he was going to propose to her as well. Wil had told her everything in order for her to try and believe he meant her no harm.
Which meant she could now look at him with all that knowledge and should be able to see him in a new light. Wil had smiled at him and his appearance. “You kind of look like the way you did at the airport that day.” “I’m aware.” He nodded. “Trying to get her to recall, I’ve read up a lot on how to do things to help jog one’s memories.” He’d stated, and he had, over the past few weeks, of knowing who she was and that she had no idea who he was. He’d researched the best way to try and get her memories back.
“Familiar things help, like what I’m wearing, the scent of my aftershave. It’s written that the thing that triggers memories the best or most, is the sense of smell. If she remembers everything, we’ll be okay,” he’d stated
simply.
Only to have Wil frown at him. “Calvin don’t think like that, even if she does recall, all of a sudden, by some miracle. Her thoughts on your divorcing her are not the same as yours.”
“I know that, and I will apologise,” he’d stated firmly. “But she has all the knowledge now, so…”
“Stop Calvin, Marilyn is not Marrin.” Wil had reminded him, and he did know this, but he also believed that Marrin was in there somewhere. She’d named the twins after him, after all.
“Calvin do not approach her today and certainly do not try and touch her. Do not, I repeat, do not call her Marrin. She legally changed her name to Marilyn, while she was in fact Marrin. So her actual name is Marilyn. Even if she recalls everything, it’s still going to be Marilyn.”
He’d nodded at Wil and was now managing to contain himself, as he sat there waiting for her to arrive.
The door to the room finally opened, and he heard Wil mutter ‘just bloody great‘ under his breath as Calvin’s own eyes moved from Liam, who he knew, to a large bulky man that he did not know, wearing a black suit and then Marilyn walked in behind them and another man followed her, dressed the same as that first one, a he realised they were bodyguards, she’d called for him to be in this meeting and then hired bodyguards to be
room with him.
in
This was not at all how he pictured this moment going.
His eyes finally moved back to her and who he was looking at was not Marrin. There was nothing soft or gentle about the appearance of the woman that walked into this room, everything about her was hard. Her hair was even pulled back tightly, he supposed, so he couldn’t get a hold of it, and her clothes were all dark and business–like, even her expression was closed off.
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She sat and both her bodyguards stood right behind her, about a meter from her, one on either side of her. He heard Liam introduce them and saw them both nod just once and Wil tugged him down into his seat once
more.
The smile he’d had for her was gone. Her stance was very clear, she thought she needed protecting from him. “I don’t think the bodyguards are at all necessary.” He murmured unhappily as he looked right at her. Marilyn raised an eyebrow at him. “I guess that’s your opinion, but then again, you weren’t the one that was stalked, assaulted and attacked, left in the hospital now were you.”
Wil’s hand landed on him. “What did I tell you!” he stated simply, “I meant every word.”
Calvin sighed and could only nod and refrained from answering her, though he watched her look from him to Wil and back and realised she had likely brought him here to watch him, his every reaction to all that was going to go on inside this room. His own eyes moved to the bodyguards, and he understood he believed she was expecting him to get angry and lose it. Like he had the last time they were in this setting, that was what they were for.
“Marilyn, you’re aware now that you were once Calvin’s wife and the two children you have are his sons. I think with you requesting that Calvin himself come to this meeting it’s to discuss that very thing,” Wil stated.
“Hmm, but you agreed not to stalk my client. But yet you found out the details of her home life. That is still considered stalking, just from a distance, still has the same effect on my client, creating fear for one’s safety, “Liam countered.
“And just how did you get a picture of my sons?” Marilyn interrupted. “Did your lawyer give it to you?” she asked.
ens there,
“So, then…” Liam stated. “There is no proof at all of his thoughts. Once again, it’s all just circumstantial. Purely because the boys had black hair and green eyes, resemble him a little.”
“Yes, and once I found out what he’d done,” Wil cut him off before he could even get a word out. “I showed him everything I myself had compiled, the very same file I gave to Marilyn, on the day you Liam sent me that email and called me about the boy’s school getting a grant from C.R. Technology. I had no idea until that moment and nearly resigned over it myself.

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