Rachel's POV After sitting on the floor for so long, my feet were starting to get numb but I just couldn't care. Marina, who I had thought was my friend, also went ahead to call Ethan to help. As in she called Ethan, so he would do what? Avenge his dead girlfriend and baby? I knew it was not her fault, but I just couldn't help blaming her. It was no secret that she liked Mark. But I thought since she already knew about everything that happened to Ethan, she would stay away from his assistant at least until I got over him, but no... She just rushed over to his side the next day. Was so a bad friend for wanting Marina not to get hurt like I was? Ethan acted like a good guy at first, ' helping me out ' and he also gave me a place to stay. He made me feel at home, he made me feel loved, but then what did he do... He stabbed me in the fucking back. And now Mark, Mark was his assistant and close friend, he must have known everything, there was no assurance that he wouldn't try
Rachel's POV I laughed again scornfully at the female officer whose face crumbled together after what I said. I was just making my case worse, and I knew it, but I was just too frustrated to give two shits about what was going to happen. " It really hurts, doesn't it? When you're treated like that, you must feel..."The sharp ringing sound in my ears made it impossible for me to complete my statement. My face flew to the other side and I coughed out blood. "Just how strong do you think you are huh?" The female officer shouted, her voice showing anger. She's angry? I was the one who was beaten up here. If there was anybody that ought to be angry it was me!" I'm going to teach you a lesson you will never forget. " She said in a sinister voice as she resumed tying my hands and feet on the chair. I couldn't even struggle to remove them. They were too tight and I was too weak. My entire body wanted to collapse. " All you fucking rich brats think you can just do anything you want
Rachel's POVJoyce had this frank air around her and it was impossible to miss, but that was exactly what I was looking for right now. A frank and honest person, not just to tell me the truth about how I looked but also in my life as well. One that wouldn't lie or betray me for any reason. " Joyce be frank, I can take it. How bad do I look?" Considering how many times that bitch of a warder slapped me, I was thinking eight or nine. "Well..." She clinked her tongue, examining my face a little bit. " Darling, you look just terrible". She said at last and I burst into laughter. She really was frank. But ouch, that was a terrible move. My headache intensified and so did my stomach ache, all because of one laughter. My laughter suddenly changed to a roll of cough, and before I knew it, I was sitting up on the bed coughing out blood with Joyce by my side, patting my back. "It's alright, relax". She said in a soothing voice which seemed to calm me down.After almost five minutes, the
Ethan's POVI paced around the hospital's waiting room, walking back and forth over and over again as I waited for Joyce to come out of Rachel's room. My heart couldn't just stop beating loudly as numerous thoughts passed through my mind. " Dude can't you relax? You've been walking up and down for almost an hour". Marina said with a groan and I glared at her. " Relax? Rachel is in the hospital, badly beaten up and you want me to relax? How are you even relaxed? She is your best friend! " Marina nodded admitting it. " Yes she is, that's why I'm so calm. You already promised that I'll be the one to deal with the officer who put her in here, I need to practice being calm now so I can go berserk on her later ". Her tone may sound sweet, but I could read the hidden threat in her words.I glanced at her from her head down to her feet. " You just said you're calm yet your legs have been tapping none stop ". I said gesturing to her feet which she was tapping constantly on the floor. "
Marina's POVI got out of my car looking around the small, iron-looking underground house. " This is the place Ethan kept that bitch huh?" I had told Ethan that I would be the one to take care of that stupid officer who dared to hit Rachel like that. The rage I felt inside when I saw how badly beaten up Rachel was, was unimaginable. I felt the urge to kill, and now I was here to fulfill that urge. But did Ethan have to bring the lady to this kind of area?It was secluded but not as bushy or foresty as I had thought it was going to be. But it was underground, and that was enough. " Ethan really is powerful; thank God I'm not on his bad books. " I said to myself as I began walking into the abandoned underground house. I had just walked past the front door when I heard the sound of a car zooming in, and then it parked right next to mine. "What the..."Mark came out from the car looking all handsome with his black jacket, white shirt, and black trousers. The wind seemed to be unde
Marina's POV"Ahem, I think we should go in now ". I said with a cough adverting my eyes from his. This guy really does know how to make a lady's heart flutter, most especially mine. "Yeah ". He nodded before knocking on the door. " Why are you ..." The rest of the words I wanted to say just went back into my mouth as the door opened, and three heavily built guys came out. " Boss ". They all bowed showing respect to Mark. " Did you touch her? "I blinked at how cold and stern Mark's voice sounded as he conversed, more like ordered the huge me. " No sir. But she did put up a fight while we were bringing her here so she has some bruises". One of them answered still bowing. I just shook my head, refusing to allow myself to think too deeply about what exactly was going on, and went into the room. "Oh, it's you ". A smirk appeared on my face when I saw the woman. It was the same warder who I spoke to two days ago when I came to visit Rachel. Her hands were tied really tight to a r
Ethan's POV" Rachel is not a murderer". I said coldly and the man immediately nodded. "Yes, she... She isn't. " He agreed and I rolled my eyes. He was not even trying to save face at all in front of me. It was disgusting. "If she's not guilty then why is she in your station?" I asked after a while putting the man in a tight spot. The robust man began to sweat around his neck and on his forehead as he gulped looking everywhere but at my face."Do... Do you want to have her released? I can arrange for that right away, but it's just that... Em, the family of the late girl are not going to easily back down on this case ". Of course, they were not; it was their daughter we were talking about. It would be every parent reaction to want to get justice for their children, but to me Lana doesn't deserve it. But if freeing Rachel from prison meant getting justice for Lana, well so he it then.." What are the evidences exactly that you have against Rachel? " I asked after a while.The man
Rachel's POVThe sun was high up in the sky, and the sound of busting cars mixed with the grinding of some kinds of stuff I couldn't name filled the air.Though it was really nosy, to me it sounded peaceful. I stared out the window, looking down at the city below. Actually, I wasn't staring at it. I wasn't even thinking about the loud noises, that was why I found it so peaceful. I was too preoccupied with thinking of more important things than to actually focus on just watching the city. "Rachel, what are you doing there? " I heard Joyce ask as she walked into the room. My lips pulled up in a small smile before I turned around to face her. "How is my favorite doctor in the world?" She shook her head at me, pursing her lips. " Angry. You know you are not supposed to be walking about right now, you're still very injured. " Joyce complained and I flashed her a grin. "I know, I know, but I've been in bed for three days Joyce... Three whole days!" I repeated, sounding dramatic; it w
Rachel's POV"Hi guys." I greeted as soon as I sighed Joyce and Marina seated in the living room. They were both discussing something and looked up to me as I came down from the stairs. "Rachel..."I frowned at Joyce's nervous voice. Why was she nervous? I wondered and my curiosity deepen even more when I noticed Marina nudge Joyce in the stomach. " What's going on here? " I asked raising my brows at them while giving them a skeptical look. "What... What do you mean?" Joyce scratched the back of her neck letting out a little laugh before shaking her head. " N... Nothing". Marina face palmed herself looking embarrassed at Joyce acting skills. It was terrible. Marina was a movie director so she knew when a person was a bad liar, but it didn't take that much to notice. " Seriously guys what is it?" I sat down beside them, my eyes darting the both of them. For a split second my mind went back to whatever could have happened yesterday with me and Ethan that I didn't remember.Coul
Rachel's POVI blinked multiple times to adjust my eyes light in the room before opening them back again. It was so bright. Why was it so bright? I groaned turning around on the bed. "Fuck". I exclaimed as I sat up, holding my head with both hands. "Ouch... Why do my head hurt so much" I felt like it was being pounded upon and gosh that hurt. What happened anyways? I wondered wincing as I opened my eyes again to look around. I was in my room, in Ethan's house. But how did I even get here?The last thing I remembered was that I was in this room, seating on the bed when I suddenly felt thirsty so I got up and left. I went to the kitchen, drank a bottle of water, and was about coming back to this room, when... When I met Ethan. I blinked as the rest of what happened last night came back to me bit by bit. He was seated by the counter with a bottle of alcohol, and I went to seat by him... And I drank!From there every thing else was fuzzy and blurry. " Rachel you drank". I repeated
Ethan's POVI stayed in my study for the rest of the evening meditating on everything that had happened today at the office. Rachel was the lost daughter of the Nielsons. She was Emerald Nielson, and her parents wanted her back.The information was just so surprising. What baffled me now was, how did Emerald, or Rachel end up in the hands of the Andrews?From what I knew, the Nielson were in Europe when their daughter went missing, while the Andrews were a family established in the states. " I need a drink ". I sighed standing up from seat and walking towards my mini bar.My eyes instantly surveyed the numerous amount of bottles there but couldn't find any bottle of bourbon. What?I had made sure to always stock up, and I don't drink often. But this past few weeks had been terrible. I couldn't sleep until I had at least a few glasses to take my mind of things. "I don't even know if I'm drinking to celebrate Rachel finding her parents or to get rid of all these questions revolvin
Ethan's POV" Mr and Mrs Nielson are here to see you ". Mark announced as we walked through the halls to my office. They are here?My brows furrowed together in confusion. 'This could probably be related to Rachel '. I thought. Two days ago the woman met me in my office and offered to help, and just yesterday she interfered in Rachel's case and got her freed. But the question was why?" Do you think it's about the help Lenora rendered to Rachel yesterday?" Mark asked the exact question in my mind and I looked up at him. "Probably". I shugged as we proceeded. Mark read out the some of what I had to do today and I listened keenly. This last few weeks I had been so behind on work, that it was starting to have an effect on the company. "Also, I've gotten all the CCTV cameras footage in Lana's house checked and even all the cameras within a one mile radius ". I stood walking, just few metres from my office. " What then? " So far, Lana's death was one issue that got me on edge.
Rachel's POVI froze as I stared at the older woman. Ethan? In love with me?" How can you lie so freely?" I asked after a while. Why can't I believe it? Why can't I just tell myself it's the truth and actually believe it?Maybe it was because I had seen what really was real, and I couldn't even allow myself to pretend anymore. "Lie? " Victoria looked shocked as she stood up from the bed. " Why do you think it's a lie huh?" She argued. "Isn't it not? " I retorted before releasing a sigh "Ethan can't be in love with me. He probably doesn't even like me that much ". I felt my heart sink into my stomach as soon as those words left my mouth. Why was I feeling disappointed with my own words? They were the truth. The sooner I began telling myself the truth, the better it would be for both me and... Well me. I'm the only one suffering anyway. Victoria shook her head and looked down at me with pity. " You really are a fool, Rachel, since you can't see what's right in front of you. "
Rachel's POVI had been avoiding Ethan all morning since we came back from the hospital. What was I to say to him?The man was strange, really strange. If Lana was the love of his life, why was he still acting all nice and sweet and kind to me? Was he bipolar?If it turned out he was, that would explain a lot of things. I threw down the book I was reading with a sigh. Just to reduce the probability of bumping into Ethan, I had cooped myself up in my room since morning, and right now, I was so bored that even reading wasn't helping. Guess getting out of the hospital and jail wasn't too good. At least in the hospital, I had Joyce and, lately, Marina to talk to.The way Lenora just came in and me magically being released... It all remained a mystery to me."For fuck sake Rachel, stop thinking about that now. You're out and that's it."But wasn't there a catch?There had to be a catch, or at least something someone was not telling me. How could I just magically get released from jai
Lenora's POV I rushed down into into my mansion, where Simon, Owen and Raine where seated in the living room, probably waiting for me. " I've found her, I finally found her ". I nodded my head, a huge smile plastered on my face as I sang." I've actually found her ". " Found who? " " What's going on mum? " Owen and Raine asked at the same time. I just couldn't help myself from grinning as I danced around happily. Today was officially the happiest day of my life. " Len, what's going on? " Simon asked walking up to me as he held my hands. " And why are you crying? " Tears? I blinked, realizing that tears had begun to flow from my eyes again. " This... This are tears of joy Simon, joy ". I answered, enjoying the suspense in the room. " Could you tell us so we can be part of this joy? " Owen remarked sarcastically while standing up from his chair. " Some of us had to take a quick two hours flight down here in a jet just because you mentioned that it was really urgent ".
Lenora's POVShe raised her head up and pointed at herself "Me?" She said in a high tone before blinking twice to compose herself. "I recently turned twenty six ma'am." Twenty six. I repeated to myself nodding my head. "Did you test if you are my daughter? Is that yours?" I asked, rasing the tube up and she instantly shook her head. "No..." She laughed putting out her hand. "I know my parents. I just went to the lab and found this one there" She explained.I pursed my lips handing the tube over to Joan who took it with both hands. "You do this one, I'm off to check on some of the patients". Joan looked at me in surprise, and I couldn't blame her. The past few years, I had always been the one conducing the test alone and she knew it. But she had been working for me for over ten years, and I knew her very well. She was trust worthy enough, plus there was no guarantee that it could or could not be the right one. I gave her a tight smile before walking back to my office. I had sa
Lenora POV...Few days ago ..."Today is the day for the test Mrs Nielson." Joan Jett, my friend and the manager of the hospital said as we both walked back to my office. I had insisted that we do a round check on some of the patients in the top floor, something I started to do after the lady, Rachel Andrews was admitted her. I found myself being drawn to her in many ways than one, and was extremely dishearten after I heard she was arrested for a murder crime.It even became worse after I heard from my niece who was her doctor than she was rushed to an hospital after gotten almost beaten to death by a jail warder. She did look like a stubborn lady, but what could she possibly have said to a jail warden for the person to want to kill her with a beating?"... Mrs Nielson". "Huh?" I asked in confusion after I head Joan call my name. " Are you alright ma'am? I've been calling you for the past few minutes". She said looking worried and I nodded. "I'm fine, just thinking about stuf