"Hello, Austin. What is it?" Derrick asked as he picked up his ringing phone in the sitting room."The policemen have arrested Ms. Erica Harrison as you instructed," Austin relayed, and Derrick felt satisfied to hear that."That's fine. Get back to work," Derrick replied as he ended the call.He turned to face Miranda, who looked away from him."You don't have to worry about the slap; it will subside," Miranda said, wanting to leave Derrick's sitting room as she felt jealous, thinking it was one of his female friends who had called him."You shouldn't be acting stubbornly, Miranda. I understand you don't want to forgive me, but you're here because of my mother. So you have to look good before her. Come and sit; let me help you ice your cheek. I won't bite," Derrick said with a smile, but Miranda frowned."I will do it by myself," she replied, walking up to him to collect the ice pack.Derrick caught Miranda's arm and dragged a seat out for her to sit down beside his bar. He picked up
Larry arrived at the city center in the evening at around 5 PM and drove straight to the Luis mansion, believing that Miranda would be there. He was enraged that she had lied to him about traveling to meet her business partner."How can she lie to me and go to Derrick's house? I cannot allow Derrick and Miranda to wed. Miranda is my wife," Larry affirmed to himself, thinking about the years he had spent bonding with Miranda and pursuing her. Now that they were supposed to tie the knot, she was backsliding.Larry took a U-turn and headed to the Luis estate. Erica had already briefed him that she had attacked Miranda and saw her with her own eyes—not like she was guessing.Larry recalled that he had advised his sister to move on since Derrick didn't love her, but Erica was just too stubborn to listen. He sighed as he finally arrived at the estate gate, where the security men stopped him."Who are you here to see?" the security man at the main estate gate asked Larry.Larry frowned, reca
Miranda was tense in the sitting room after Derrick left her and went back to his room. She stood up from the chair and walked to his bedroom door to knock and beg him to release Erica from police custody.Derrick stood on his bedroom balcony, gazing out at the estate premises when he saw Larry drive his car into the driveway and park it.His fists clenched upon seeing that his elder sister had returned, and he moved back to his bedroom to welcome them since his afternoon nap had been interrupted.However, as Derrick pulled his bedroom door open to exit the room, he met gazes with Miranda."Can we talk? Please, you shouldn't have arrested Erica. You should let her go," Miranda said as she stood nervously in front of Derrick, fidgeting with her fingers as she watched him pull his bedroom door open.Derrick looked at Miranda's face, unsure of how to respond."Your fiancé is here to see you," he told her, watching her brows draw into a thin line."Who?" Miranda asked, and Derrick smiled,
"Larry?! What are you doing here?" Miranda asked, taken aback by surprise to see Larry, as she hadn't expected to see him. She was still relishing the fact that Derrick's family loved her, while Larry's family didn't.Larry frowned as he saw Derrick walk out of the mansion first. But Derrick didn't acknowledge him as he strolled up to his car parked in the garage with Oliver."Hello, Uncle!" Oliver waved to Larry, still holding Derrick's hand, not wanting to miss the opportunity to hang out with his father.Larry's brows knitted as he looked back at Miranda, who frowned and walked up to meet him."What are you doing here?" she asked, surprised to see him standing there and looking handsome in his black suit while he smiled back at her."I came here to pick you up, babe. Why didn't you inform me that you were coming over to Derrick's house?" Larry queried her, noticing Miranda frown and look away from him.Derrick approached one of his sleek black cars parked in the garage, trying hard
Miranda held her purse as she walked into the hospital with Derrick. Derrick was holding Oliver's hand; the young boy didn't want to let go of his father's hand either.Miranda could feel the gazes of other patients visiting the hospital upon them. As it was night, the hospital's white LED lights were fully switched on, making the lobby bright.As Derrick knew the ward where his mother was admitted, he greeted the nurse and walked away.Bashfully, Miranda followed Derrick up to the top floor where his mother was admitted. As they walked out of the private elevator together, Miranda continued to gaze at Derrick's back, admiring him, but her mind was conflicted.Derrick, holding onto Oliver's hand, arrived at the front door of the ward where his mother was admitted. Just as he was about to pull the door open, Lady Celine and her immediate younger twin sisters, Olivia and Agnes, walked out of the room. They were dressed in similar long gowns and had their handbags slung over their should
Miranda sat on another guest chair in the hospital room, which was vast and painted in a white hue."Mom, we came to see you, so we'll be going home now since Aunt Stephanie is here with you," Derrick let his mother know as he sat back on her bed, while Oliver sat on Miranda's lap."That's fine, Derrick. The doctor said I'll be here until the weekend. You don't have to worry much about me. You should focus on Miranda, who is here with you," Lady Loretta smiled at Miranda, who blushed and looked downward."Yes, Derrick. You two can go home while I take care of Mom. I have also dismissed Nicole to go home and take care of her husband. You two have done enough," Lady Stephanie added, and Derrick sighed."Okay, Mom. We'll leave, but make sure to take your medicine and eat your meals promptly," Derrick told his mother as he rose from her bed. He checked his wristwatch and saw that it was already past 7 PM."Don't worry about me. I'm happy to see you both together and am eagerly waiting for
Larry arrived at the city police station and parked his car in the lot. He was fuming, his thoughts consumed by the image of Miranda at Derrick's house."How could she lie to me just to be with Derrick? It’s clear that she doesn't want to marry me because of him!" Larry slammed his fists on the steering wheel. He was enraged. He loved Miranda, wanted to marry her, and give her the good life she deserved. But today, he felt betrayed, doubting her sincerity and beginning to lose hope of her ever becoming his wife.After a few moments, Larry finally exited his car and headed into the police station to see his sister. At the very least, he needed to find out if Erica would be granted bail. As he entered the station, he saw Erica stepping out of the cell and approaching the counter. Her father had settled her bail, and she had signed an agreement to never approach Derrick Luis again.Erica wore a deep scowl on her face. *That bitch!* she cursed Miranda in her mind. It never occurred to Eri
Miranda was still lost in her thoughts, thinking about Larry's reaction. She knew he wasn't happy with her, especially with the added fact that Erica had been arrested.Miranda ate her meal slowly, while Derrick's two elder sisters, who were present, had already finished theirs. They wiped their lips and stood up to leave the dining table."Good night, Derrick. Miranda, we’ll chat more tomorrow; we traveled a long way to see our mother," said Lady Evelyn, and Miranda smiled."Okay, Ma. Good night," Miranda replied as the two women left the dining table, leaving her, Derrick, and Oliver alone.Miranda expected Derrick to bother her as his sisters had just departed up the stairs to the living room. However, Derrick finished his meal without casting a glance at her."Dad, what about Rita and Frank?" Oliver finally asked about his cousins, noticing they were not around. They had been there earlier before he followed his father to the hospital."They’ve gone to their father’s house, Oliver