The following weeks were tense as the legal proceedings against Ramon Anderson gained momentum. Nate, determined to see justice served, prepared himself for the court hearing. He knew that facing Ramon in court wouldn't be easy, given the man's ruthless nature and his desperate attempts to evade accountability. "This is it, my dear brother. Justice will be served," he said with a smile on the corner of his lips. On the day of the hearing, Nate made his way to the courthouse. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and the media presence indicated the public interest in the case. As Nate approached the courthouse, he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, but he dismissed it as the natural consequence of such a high-profile case. He took a deep breath, "I will win this case for you, brother Shaun." As he neared the entrance, a car suddenly bumped into him. The impact startled Nate, and as he stepped out to assess the situation, his eyes widened in shock. It was Ramon, h
Nate was still holding Crystal in his arms. He then looked at him, "Sir,we need to get her to the hospital quickly," he urged Felix, as they turned away from the unfolding scene. Felix nodded, his face pale with shock and worry. "Alright, let's get her to the hospital." They hurriedly headed to the hospital to get her treated. Crystal's pulse weakened as she was still in Nate's arms. "Hang on there, Ms. Anderson. Please," he begged as he didn't want to see her die in his arms. On the other hand, Ramon, now in the custody of the officers, was led away from the courthouse. The reality of his actions weighed heavily on him, his eyes locked on the chaotic aftermath he had caused. He glanced back one last time, witnessing the ambulance speeding away with his daughter and the man he had accused of betrayal. "I felt so sorry about what happened. I put my own daughter in danger," he said as his eyes started to teared up. He wanted to be there for her, but then... he regret what he had
"Her vitals are now stable. She'll wake up soon," the nurse uttered, and Nate sighed in relief. Nate, overwhelmed with relief at the nurse's words, "Thank you so much, Ma'am." As the nurse left the room, he turned his attention back to Crystal, who lay peacefully on the hospital bed. Felix had excused himself to attend to matters at the company, leaving Nate alone with his thoughts and the recovering Crystal. "Please take care of her for me. I will be back soon," Felix said. "I will take care of her, don't worry, Mr. Felix," and just that, Felix excused himself and left the room. Nate approached Crystal's bedside, his eyes tracing the bandages that covered the wound on her side. He reached out and gently took her hand, a silent gesture of gratitude and regret. "I owe you more than words can express, Crystal. Thank you for saving my life. Thank you for giving me another chance to live." He sat down by her bedside, his gaze fixed on her serene face. "How can you be this beauti
One year later... Ramon Anderson found himself striving for redemption. His cell's cold, sterile confines had become a space for self-reflection and transformation. "Hey, Mr. Anderson, I heard that you shot your own daughter? Is that true?" a prisoner asked him. He bowed his head and nodded, "Yes, I did." "Sometimes we make mistakes and that's okay. Because from that mistake? We can learn and be better. That mistake would led us to change. To change, to be better," he said to him. A smile formed on the corner of his lips after hearing those words from him. "Thank you for saying that. I hope we will see each other again. She will be able to forgive me," he said, with hope on his tone. "She will forgive you, my friend," he said. Later that day, Ramon had build a lot of friendship inside the cell. He was changing for himself, he knew that he should be better to face his family and especially, Crystal. "Hey! Are you really changing for the better, or are you just pretending t
Felix interjected, "I'll be straightforward. I want you back, Marianne." The words hung in the air, and Marianne's eyes widened in surprise. She stopped in her tracks, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected revelation. "What is this? Why am I feeling this way?" she asked herself, and didn't respond to what he said. As the call ended, Marianne stood in the bustling street, grappling with the unexpected turn of events. The path ahead seemed uncertain, filled with echoes of the past and the weight of decisions yet to be made. Marianne's heart raced as Felix's words echoed in her mind. "I want you back, Marianne." The bustling street around her seemed to fade into the background as she absorbed the weight of his confession. She found a nearby bench and sat, her thoughts in a whirlwind. She sighed and closed her eyes, "What's happening with me? I am fine without him. I am living a good life without him. Why am I feeling this way?" she asked herself in confusion. Opening her eyes,
Four years later... The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow on the city streets as Nate and Crystal strolled hand in hand. The air was filled with a gentle breeze, and the city's rhythm harmonized with the beating of their hearts. Crystal's eyes sparkled with a mixture of affection and a subtle secret as she gazed at Nate. The city lights began to flicker, mirroring the playfulness in her expression. "I love you, Nate," she uttered, her words hanging in the air like a sweet melody. Nate, abruptly stopping in his tracks, looked at her with a frown. "Why are you being like this? Why? Did something happen?" A mischievous smile played on Crystal's lips as she shook her head. "No, I just wanted to tell you that." A sense of relief washed over Nate's face, and a warm smile replaced his initial concern. "I love you too, Crystal. I love you so much." The sincerity in his voice resonated with the city's evening breeze, and their shared smiles deepened. As the warmth of the
Back at the province, Marianne's life had settled into a comforting routine. The serene surroundings provided a stark contrast to the bustling city life she had once known. Her days were dedicated to taking care of Zoey, who had blossomed into a lively and curious five-year-old. Zoey's laughter echoed through their quaint home, filling it with an infectious joy that brought a sense of completeness to Marianne's world. "I love you, sweetheart," Marianne uttered with a smile and planted kiss on her cheeks. While the province offered a peaceful sanctuary, Marianne couldn't escape the occasional thoughts that tugged at her heart. Emma headed to their direction. "How's our princess doing?" she asked and then looked at Zoey. Zoey smilingly headed to her grandmother and then hugged her. "I am fine, grandma." "Oh, how sweet of you, my dear," Emma uttered and then carried her. Felix remained unaware of the existence of Zoey, and Marianne had chosen to keep this part of her life hidd
Felix's arrival at the village hospital was met with a mix of confusion and concern. His eyes met Marianne's tear-streaked face, and the gravity of the situation began to settle over him. "What happened? Who got hospitalized?" he asked, his voice reflecting the urgency of the moment. Marianne, still grappling with her emotions, looked at him with teary eyes. "Felix, please save her," she pleaded, her desperation evident. "What are you talking about?" Felix pressed, his confusion deepening. Marianne hesitated, taking a deep breath before revealing the truth. "Please save our daughter." The revelation hung in the air, and Felix's eyes widened with shock. He couldn't comprehend the sudden revelation that he had a daughter, and she needed his help. "What do you mean? Our d-daughter?" "I can explain it later. Please save her," she begged. As the medical team prepared for the transfusion, a tense silence settled between Marianne and Felix. The beeping of machines and the distant vo