Noah did not sleep that night. He stayed beside Averill the whole time. He was in deep thought that he could not even notice his phone that had been ringing until the battery died down. He is anxious. He does not know what to do. Whenever he looks at Averill, he feels confused and guilty. He thinks he played a considerable part in the current situation. This is something he brought to himself. And he knew that. If he listened to Averill, if he did not think everything was acting, if only he tried trusting her... maybe... just maybe... It would've not resulted in this point. He holds her hands. It's cold and thin and weak... 'You're strong. Why are you lying in bed like that? How could I hate you then? How could I blame you for not taking care of yourself? How, Averill? How?' he kisses the back of her hand. He hates her. He loathes her existence. Everything was perfect in his life until she came. If it wasn't for her— he would've been married to Yanna. If it wasn't for her, he woul
"What did you just say?" Averill cannot believe what she is hearing. Her ears must have become dull after visiting the hospital quite a lot of times now. "Why did you not tell me?" Noah's eyes soften. He sits on the chair beside her bed and looks at her. Averill simply did the same. She knows what he's talking about, and she... she was gonna tell him. It was just that he did not let her do so. Her chances did not come at the right moment, and she was not able to inform him. Noah sighs sharply. He waits for her answer, but now she's keeping silent. 'What? Was it intentional? Does she know that the baby could be in danger? Does she want to leave the baby to die? Is this another part of her acts? What is it, Averill?' he wants to bombard her with questions and reprimand her for her negligence, but— 'I'm at fault too. You're at fault too, Noah. Think calmly,' "Noah, are you out of your fucking mind?" Averill stares at Noah helplessly. She sits up, and Noah immediately runs to her side
Averill stayed in the hospital for two more days and was discharged earlier this morning. Noah... to her surprise, was there beside her until they got to their mansion. She's not used to how Noah acts right now, but she tries to understand that he's doing it for the child. 'Do not dream about your fantasies, Averill. Do not fantasize about having him fall for you. Just focus on your child right now. Focus on nurturing him and giving him everything for the next two weeks,' "Are you okay?" Noah asks her when he sees her frown. She immediately nods. It's not like she does not have a headache the whole time. It's just that something pricked her head, and it was really painful at that moment. Still, Averill is holding up really well. She needs to get monitored, so Noah hires two nurses to help Averill. There's also a doctor on standby just in case anything happens to her. "You have work, right? You should go now. Karl has been giving you the glares since we're at the hospital," Averill
"Hello? Hello? What happened? Kieffer?" Noah pulls the phone from his ear, the call is already dropped, and the last thing he hears is truly concerning. He stares at his phone and curses under his nose. His forehead forms sweat, and his hands are trembling from nervousness. "What's the matter, Noah?" Yanna holds his arm, pleading with him to tell her the situation because his face looks constipated after the call. Noah does not hear her. He cannot listen to her. His head is full of what-ifs and concerns for Averill and his son, Damien. He should not have left them alone. Noah should have stayed with them, with Averill. She's already suffering enough, and Noah... he promised to stay with her, to support her throughout this hell but look at where he is now... enjoying himself eating and leisurely going places with Yanna. "Noah? Noah? Hey!" Yanna shouts. Noah looks at her. Yanna is reaching her hand to his hand on the table. He pulls it away and stands up, perturbed. "What? You did
The doctors are now breathing in relief though they are still anxious about the baby. At least, for them, the baby survived the worst. If they're any second late, he... Damien could have had already said goodbye to his parents, who just met him. Noah is holding Averill while she desperately stands behind the glass wall to look at Damien, who's inside an incubator with a lot of tubes attached to him. The baby she thought was healthy looks really fragile to her right now. It drains all her energy, and she almost falls to the ground if not for Noah, who's supporting her. "You need to rest, Averill. I will talk to the doctors," "No, we will talk to them. This is my son we're talking about, Noah," she weakly argues to him. Noah assists her to the wheelchair and kneels in front of her. "Hey, I... I want you to know that it's not your fault," he tells her. Averill freezes in her spot. She could not remove her eyes from his obsidian pair of sad eyes. Averill does not respond and simply lo
"I'm sorry," Averill snapped when Laura shook her head as she delivered the result. There... there is no hope that Damien will be able to make it even after the surgery. Him, being a premature baby— undergoing surgery is already risky, let alone his weak constitution, he might not make it. Instead of prolonging his life, it might even shorten it more. Averill hopelessly cries in Noah's arms. Noah hugs her tight, hoping that it can comfort the heart of the mother who is losing her firstborn. The baby she took care of inside her for more than twenty weeks. The child she talks to every single night in bed. She's losing him. And Noah, with all his money, cannot do anything about it. *** "You told me everything's gonna be fine," Averill tells him in remorse. She touches the huge wall of glass that separates them from Damien. She stares at the kid who looks really tiny inside, with all the tubes connected to him that prolong his life. "You told me you'll do anything," Noah remains
Six hours before the party. "There's nothing I can do about it. We got nothing to do now, Noah. Damien, your son is still fighting, but after the last lab tests we did," Laura paused. Noah is the only one hearing about this. Averill broke down before when she heard about Damien's case that he could not endure surgery. And now, after some time that had passed, he's only growing weaker. Noah does not want Averill to know that any minute now, Damien could say goodbye to them. He thinks he cannot bear seeing Averill break into an even more fragile person than she already is. Noah talked to Laura for another minute and left for Averill and Damien. When he arrived there, Averill was playing with their son's little fingers. Smiling like the mother she is. He fished his phone out of his pocket when it vibrated. It's a text from Karl, informing him that everything's ready. "Noah," before he could even enter the room, Yanna reached for his arm and pulled him to her. Her eyes are begging
"How is he, doc?" Averill asked Laura urgently. Laura looked at Noah, who was just standing beside his wife. He looked back at him and made a small smile. A sad smile. "Laura? Tell me how my child is! My god! Do you know how cold he is earlier? I really panicked and rushed him here. He's going to be okay, right? He survived the attack yesterday. He's a really great boy, isn't he?" Laura stared at her with pity. "Averill," Noah called her, getting tired of seeing her acting this way now. "Noah, maybe we should buy new toys for him. Let's go shopping later. What do you think?" She smiled at him. "Noah? Are you listening? Noah?" Noah looked down. It's really sinking in him now. "Noah? Noah? Oh god, are you feeling unwell too?" she asked him, touching his face. "I was told I am born healthy, so maybe Damien got it from you?" she chuckled and touched Noah's cheeks. "Hey? Look at me. Are you alright?" Averill asked him again, but Noah kept looking down. "Stop," he whispers. "Stop this,
Noah woke up early and left the villa before even Averill got up from bed. He left a note on the table and a massive box in the living room. He drove to a building not too far from the villa he bought. “You look relaxed. Are you even sure about this?” Karl asked him. Brian and the gang are also there, preparing for Noah’s wedding. The man in his white tuxedo smirked, “Never been sure in my whole life, Karl.” “Tsk.” He went to his stylist and asked for a perm. Brian went beside Noah and tapped his shoulder, “You need to buy me a yacht if she doesn’t say yes.” “That woman loves me. You buy me twenty-five percent of the shares in your new business.” “That’s pretty— tsk, deal. Might as well be your wedding gift.” He followed and excused himself after receiving a call. Noah smirked, realizing who called his casanova friend. “Clayton,” “I will attend your marriage. I just need to finish this.” “That’s why you should have told her what you felt.” He stared at Noah and ignored him after
Averill’s POVI was busy reading through the reports about my hotel. I had left it to Leon for a long while. Funny how I told him he was fired, but he kept coming to the company and managed it while I was busy doing things for myself. I would have never come this far without him.“Coffee?” Leon asked. He placed a hot coffee macchiato on my desk. He could pass as a barista, if not a lawyer. I thanked him without looking at him because my eyes were still busy reading. I can’t help but focus on these things.“I heard about his proposal,” I stopped scanning through the files, looked at him, and smiled. I raised my brows, waiting for what he would say next. “Why did you reject him?”“Do I need a reason not to?”“You love him—”“How’d you know that?” I smiled. Leon stared at me before looking away, putting down his coffee. “When you fired me, you were too emotional. Aren’t you being emotional as well when you rejected his marriage proposal? I thought you loved him and that you sacrificed
“I love you,” Noah muttered as he kissed her deeply. He kissed her passionately, moving his lips gently as he caressed the back of her head. Noah continued until the two of them were out of breath.He stared at her golden eyes, “I love you, Avi.” he repeated, claiming her lips once more. “I love you,” he whispered between their kisses. Averill tried to push him, but he gently pulled her to his chest.He hugged her and buried her face in his body. “I love you.” Again, he told her. Averill still has yet to respond to him. Noah loosened the hug as he gently held her shoulders.Noah looked at her and wiped the tears that fell from her eyes. His thumb gently against her cheek as tears fell from his pitch black eyes as well… like crystals under that sunny afternoon… they cried.“A-Are you c-crying?” Niana approached the two of them. Noah and Averill looked at their daughter, who was also about to cry, confused as to why her parents were weeping. They smiled, gently slipping their hands agai
Noah’s POV I stared at my daughter, sleeping soundly on my lap. She had played all day with the dog we brought from Hawaii. We’re currently in the UK. Thankfully, she wasn’t looking for her mother much. I just won’t have any more excuses had she asked once more. I have a hunch on where Averill might be, but I want to give her more time. I don’t know why she had not even met with Niana. I know she loves our daughter. I know she loves her with all her heart and won’t abandon her. No way that is not the Averill that I know. The Averill that I fell in love with has so many flaws… but she’s not an irresponsible mother. She’s sometimes selfless to the point where even I would pity her helplessness. Averill is a woman who would not care even though she’s hurt. And she’s also the type of woman who would stand firm if anyone vital to her was hurt. I did not love her because she was perfect but rather because she was so perfectly imperfect that even though her flaws were visible, her pure
Averill woke up with someone stroking her hair. “Noah?” Surprised, she saw Noah beside her, sitting on the bed. Looking at her, smiling with his teeth. “Good morning, Avi.” “Avi?” Averill looked at Leon, who was currently feeding her. It had been a day since she was admitted. She fainted after donating blood to Noah while she was injured. “Did Noah wake up?” Leon shook his head. He tried feeding her again, but Averill looked away. “You need to eat.” “I did my best. Why is he not waking up?” “His body needs rest, Averill. And you do too. Eat, I am begging you.” “I’m not hungry.” Leon sighed at her response. After fainting from fatigue, she did not sleep a wink overnight. She would have stayed by Noah’s door if she had not fallen to the floor. Waiting for the man to wake up. Noah’s grandfather came later that evening. He deliberately stopped Averill from coming to Noah’s room. He was so mad when he heard what had happened to his grandson. “I told you enough to get away from my
Leon drove as fast as he could when he heard the news about Averill. He could not believe they had just left the woman there. He heard about Noah’s condition but still! Was it too hard to get the woman as well? Leon parked recklessly in front of the cafe. Some men barged in his direction, attacking him with metal pipes, but he was way faster than these men. He punched and kicked and pushed… It took him five minutes before he could enter the facility. And his blood boiled when he saw Averill looking so lost in one corner. He scanned the room, and there was Kyle, looking at Isabella fiercely. Looked like they had an argument. “WHO KILLED MY DAUGHTER?!” Isabella shouted. Leon looked around again and saw a woman lying dead on the floor. ‘So she died. What a waste.’ Leon thought, thinking about the charges he could have done to put the woman forever behind bars. “You’re still thinking of Yanna in this situation? For Pete's sake, Isabella! They are holding you as their hostage!” “I do
Kyle’s eyes were sharp as he stared at the woman’s crying face. His jaw clenched as he gritted his teeth. He could feel his muscles tremble in anger. Why is another man touching what was his? Why are they touching Isabella? What is going on here? He could not think straight. He stared at the gun in his hand and looked at the three people that were left on his side. In an instant, he pointed the gun at them. Karl was alarmed by his sudden movement but was immediately caught off guard when Kyle killed the three remaining people on his side. Why? Why did he kill them? Karl could not wrap it around his head. Why would Kyle Jackson kill these people when they are his allies? This is crazy. Kyle Jackson is an absolute madman with lots of screws lost in his head. Karl signaled his men to approach Averill and Noah. Kyle is yet to notice them. He is still busy looking at the men which he killed. “One more step, and you’ll follow them.” Karl’s men halted. Was he watching? Jackson was watch
Averill looked at him with wide eyes. She could feel her entire body go cold as she trembled hands touched Noah. “Are you okay?” Noah asked, still worrying about the woman, albeit the circumstance. “What are you even saying? Why did you do that?” She cried, Averill saw Yanna pointing the gun at her, but Noah was too fast to cover her from the bullet. And in a blink of an eye. Everything happened. “No… no… no, no, no, NO!!” Everyone looked at Kyle when he started acting odd. His eyes shake as he stares at the two people on the floor. One is covered in blood while the other is covered in tears. Kyle’s hands were shaking. He pulled his hair and glared at Yanna. “You! “How dare you!” he shouted. “How dare you touch my target!” His eyes were dark as he pinned his nails on Yanna’s arms. He could see nothing but the fact that Yanna pulled the trigger against Averill, and it hit Noah. His targets were touched by another person. Kyle is this type of crazy person. He never wanted anyone t
Mason did not move, Kyle was too swift that he did not notice him in front of him and grabbed his gun. They fought with each other as Kyle’s men started swarming with the other men that were left in Noah’s group. Chaos started to sip in, plates and glasses were shattered. Tables were wrecked. Chairs were thrown.It was total chaos inside while the men fought each other. Noah hugged Averill in one corner. “You should have not said that. You were provoking him!” “Why are we here, Noah?”“What?”“We’re here to get Yanna. But what are you doing?” Averill looked at him. She pushed him away from her. “Stop protecting me. When we learned about Kyle, we expected this already, that’s why we asked Shiloah to bring her to New York.”“Averill—”“If you’re gonna tell me to be careful. I am. I am already doing that so stop being a coward. We just need Yanna. You’ve let her loose for so long.” She stood up and walked away, she grabbed a stick and went her way to Yanna.Kyle was there, sitting by th