The night, being quiet and peaceful, couldn't calm down her bustling mind. Her lips trembled in anger as she paced around the room. Her fingers hurt from all the clenching she had done in an attempt to come up with an idea of what to do. âBabe calm down, weâll come up with something,â Blake said, trying to calm his lover down. Isabelle turned to him, looking at him as if he had insulted her. âYou don't know what you're talking about, babe! They don't deserve to be back together!â Isabelle shrieked growling out, unable to contain her frustration.Blake knitted his brows, confused at the sudden attitude and anger that Isabelle showed towards Liam. âWho's this woman that's making you behave so bizarre?â Blake asked curiously, his mind trying to figure out who it was.âIt's that wi**h KâŠâ Isabelle hesitated, her face dawning with realization. She didn't know if it was safe to mention Kyla's name to Blake. From what she knew about Blake, he loved his women, rich and if he heard about K
Liam growled deeply, feeling his head get heavy as he tried to lift it. His mind jerked fully awake as he tried to remember what happened last night. His half naked body told more than he needed to know while his muscles ached terribly making him flinch at small movement.Liam thought he had been dreaming, but here he was, in a strange bed in an unfamiliar room. He suddenly felt a gush of regret hit him as he thought of how angry Amy would probably be at him for what he did. He felt his heart sting at his betrayal towards her, as his mind drifted off to what happened last night.~~~~ Flashback of last night ~~~Liam walked towards Amy's door, his heart beating fast in anticipation. He forgot to give her his key card, his mind debating on whether to just slide it down her door and hope she would see it, or knock at her room. Still contemplating on what to do, the elevator door opened, revealing three strong men. Liam stood frozen as he watched them walk straight towards him. âSir,
If hands could complain, Isabelle's hands would from all the clenching she had done on seeing her dad reprimand her and leave with Amy.âI'll get back at you, Kyla!â Isabelle mumbled angrily, her palms white from digging her nails in them.The hotel staff who witnessed the feud dispersed not uttering a word. Amusement and fear written all over their faces.âWho are you talking to, babe? What happened here?â Blake's voice came from behind her as he sneaked his hands on her waist.Isabelle moved out of his arms before turning to look at him, her mood still boiling with anger.âIsn't it, Kyla! Can you imagine she's now my supposed sister?â Isabelle shrieked, her face red but hesitated when she saw the look of shock on Blake's face.âKyla? Are you sure? Kyla died, remember?â Blake muttered out, but his mind swirled with confusion.Isabelle shrugged her shoulders, taking out her phone before showing him the recently revealed Vane mysterious heir.Blake gaped, surprised, unable to say anyth
Amy looked between the two men, confused at what Liam just said. âDad, what's he talking about?â Amy asked expecting an explanation from her dad if not from Liam. Steven Vane evaded her gaze, not sure how to clarify things. âDad?â She insisted, looking at him even more curiously.âTell her what I am to her!â Liam demanded, disregarding Vaneâs warning. His veins protruded from all the anger simmering within him. Maybe it was time, Amy knew her true identity, time she came back home to him.âReally Liam? Do you want her to know? Are you sure?â Mr. Vane asked, his voice low and threatening.Liam looked at him then at Amy's worried face making him second guess his decision.âDad, I want to know what's going on? Isn't Isabelle his wife?â Amy asked, feeling even more frustrated by the obvious secrecy that appeared to be transpiring between the two.âHunnie, don't mind Mr. Liam, I'm sure he's just confused,â Her father said, looking at her with concern covering his face.Amy scoffed, feeli
The atmosphere in the room changed from calm to chaotic. Mr. Vane's voice boomed through the room making his men shrink back in fear, their heads low. âWhat the hell do you mean telling me that my daughter is missing? Huh!â He asked for the fortieth time, his veins protruding in anger.The man who reported carried his head even lower as if trying to hide his vision from his bossâs wrath. Steven Vane looked around in disbelief feeling his head spinning in anger. âYou useless beings! Of what use are you if you let my daughter disappear! Huh? Tell me!â He yelled at them loudly, his face full of disappointment. He looked around the room scoffing loudly as none of his men would look at him straight to his eyes. âMark? You have to find my daughter no matter what! Do you hear me? It's either you find her or you'll regret neglecting her safety!â Mr. Vane threatened his eyes wide in anger. Just then a knock at the door made him turn to it abruptly. In came the person he wanted so much to
The strange shades of the unfamiliar wall caught her eye as soon as she opened them. Her mind felt still, as if she didn't have any thoughts in it. Slowly setting her feet to the ground, Amy walked towards the door, clicking it open. To her dismay a bright light disarrayed her vision making her cover her face using her hands. As she slowly adjusted to her surroundings, she felt a warm but firm hand hold hers pulling her forward. Amy didn't feel any need to panic as she walked willingly as if she knew the owner of the hand. âLove, I hope you like the surprise, Happy birthday,â a man's familiar voice said, making her stop on her tracks to take a better look at him.But instead of stopping with her, he simply lifted her into his arms effortlessly. Amy furrowed her brows, feeling strange, it was as if she was in an impossible situation, but it felt so right.Looking at the man, she gaped when his face came near. âLi?â She called the name, rolling out sweetly on her tongue.âYes love,
Silence fell on the dining table as the children ate silently but the glances they kept stealing at Amy said it all. Amber sat at the far corner trying to come into terms with what her brother had told her. Amy could literally taste the awkward atmosphere in the room. After the emotional breakdown she experienced in the room earlier, no one said a word to the other.âMommy, are you back for good, or are you going to leave us again?â Dylan asked, his eyes sharp as he looked at her. The bitterness in his voice was not concealable to anyone who heard his statement.Amy swallowed hard at the boy's hurt voice, making her feel her heart twist in guilt? She dared not lock eyes with the boy lest tears roll down uncontrollably.âDylan! Table manners, eat your food, you'll have time to discuss everything there is to know after dinner,â Liam jumped in quickly, not sure why he felt agitated at his son's attitude. It had been hard for the kids to stay for almost two years without seeing her. Bu
Liam pushed the door to the hospital ward room open, coffee in his hand. He had spent the whole night there waiting for Kyla to wake up. His eyes rested on the cold looking shuffled bed, making him fall in panic. âKy⊠Amy? Amy?â He called in panic as he set his coffee on the bedside table, quickly taking long strides towards the bathroom to search for her.âLove? Amy?â He called, but he was met by an echoing silence in the bathroom. Liam felt his heart drop to his stomach, frightened. He quickly rushed through the corridors, only to collide with none other than Steven Vane.âWhere are you running to? Where's my daughter?â Mr. Vane asked, his face cold and emotionless. He took an immediate flight as soon as he got the call about his daughter's whereabouts.âMr. Vane? Um⊠Kyla is in her room, room 12,â Liam stuttered praying that by then he would have found her. He knew after he informed her father about her whereabouts, he would fly overnight. And here he was, yet Amy appeared to have