Novels by His Hephzibah

The silence after the car’s departure stretched thin across the room. No one moved. The only sound was the faint ticking of the wall clock — steady, mocking.Steven still stood by the window, eyes fixed on the empty driveway as if the Maybach might reappear and undo what he’d just seen. His reflection stared back at him, pale and uneasy.“How you sure this guy isn’t some sort of big name…” Steven muttered.He said this because he knew the worth of the car was half of his family’s total net worth.Then Mr. Raymond exhaled sharply and laughed under his breath. “You know what? I’m sure he borrowed that car.”Steven turned from the window, his brows arching. “Borrowed?”“Yes,” he said quickly, his tone climbing with each word. “Jeremy must have used his last savings just to rent that car. You know how he is — always wanting to impress people, always showing off. That kind of nonsense suits him perfectly.”He scoffed, shaking his head. “He probably even hired that man in black to pretend t

Hearing what Jeremy just said, Patricia parted her lips slightly. Her eyes softened, and it was clear she wanted to say something anything to stop him. But just then, her gaze met his.And everything inside her froze she could tell Jeremy wasn’t angry. He wasn’t yelling. But the coldness in his eyes, the way his face stayed calm and unreadable it held something sharper than anger. It carried disappointment, distance, and a warning that no more words would change anything.She stood there, frozen, her hand slightly raised, but she couldn’t take a single step forward. It was like her body knew what her heart didn’t want to accept that she had already lost the right to speak to him.Sensing the thick tension in the room, Steven scoffed and took a step forward. His voice came out loud and bitter.“You know what? Let him go,” Steven said, throwing his hands in the air as if fed up. “Nobody needs him. He clearly doesn’t want our help. I’ve begged him, I’ve asked for his forgiveness. But n

“This is two hours already and no sign of him! I hope he isn’t trying to play games with us!” Steven said impatiently, his eyes fixed on his wristwatch. His tone carried both annoyance and worry as he tapped his foot repeatedly on the floor.“I knew he wouldn’t come!” Mrs. Raymond yelled, her voice sharp enough to cut through the silence in the living room. “How will you even believe that he’ll give up all the benefits he’s been enjoying from this family just like that, huh?” She threw her hands in the air and began pacing around.Patricia sat on the edge of the chair, her expression torn between frustration and fear. “Let’s be hopeful,” she said quietly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “He has to come. The only thing that held us together is gone, and honestly, I don’t think I can stand his poverty-stricken self anymore.” Her tone dripped with disgust, but deep down, her heart raced.Mr. Raymond, who had been silent all through, suddenly slammed his hand on the table, makin

Upon hearing what Steven just said, Jeremy’s glare cut through the room, pinning Steven to the floor. His eyes were so cold that Steven felt a shiver run through his spine. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe. Jeremy took a slow, deliberate step closer, the weight of his anger filling every corner of the room.Steven’s hands trembled as he tried to steady himself, the blood on his lip mixing with the spit he swallowed hard. He forced himself to look up, but Jeremy’s presence was like a mountain pressing down on him.“I’ll come for you too when the time is right,” Jeremy said in a low, steady voice, his tone so flat it made the words feel like a death sentence. He didn’t blink once as he stared directly into Steven’s eyes.Steven’s throat went dry. For another second, he almost believed Jeremy would strike again right there. He swallowed hard, nodding slightly as though he understood.“Empty threat!” Mrs. Raymond snapped from where she stood. Her shrill voice cut through the silence

For a moment, silence fell in the living room, broken only by the sound of the rain outside and the sharp hiss of Steven’s breath as he clutched his jaw, groaning in pain.The sound of the slap still echoed in the air when Jeremy’s knuckles connected with Steven’s jaw.Patricia’s scream pierced the air. She leaped from her seat and rushed toward Jeremy, her hand raised to strike him. “You fool!” She yelled, But Jeremy was faster this time. His hand shot up, gripping her wrist midair, stopping her before she could land the slap.“Don’t you dare!” Jeremy growled, his voice deep, trembling with fury. His eyes were bloodshot, red like fire. Patricia froze where she stood. For the first time since she had known him, she saw something in him that made her heart skip, she had never seen his eyes that way before. There was no fear in his tone, no hesitation. Just raw, unfiltered rage.For a second, fear gripped her chest, but she quickly masked it, pulling her wrist free with a violent jerk.

Upon hearing what Jeremy just said, Patricia let out a soft, disbelieving chuckle. She shook her head as if trying to make sense of what she had just heard.“Come on!” she said with a small laugh that carried no humor. “You’re joking, right? If you are, Jeremy, that’s an expensive joke, please! Mia only complained of stomach pain when I went to see her at the hospital. The doctor even said it wasn’t so severe. In short, apart from the pain, she spoke normally to me. So who exactly are you trying to threaten here?” she questioned, raising a brow at him, almost challenging him.Jeremy’s eyes widened in shock, his breath quickening, he never thought Patricia was so foolish, he knew she could be many things but a fool wasn’t one of them. His body stiffened as tears streamed freely down his face. He suddenly yelled, his voice breaking like a whip in the room.“Shut that trash you call a mouth!” he roared, stepping closer until Patricia could feel the heat of his anger. “You actually proved