The night of the baby shower came quickly, I didn't even expect the days to go by so fast. Spencer came to pick Lydia and I up, he was also coming with Max so that I will not feel utterly alone.“Thank you for doing this,” I said to Spencer immediately Lydia and I entered the car.“You don't have to thank me for this. It's my responsibility to do this for you,”Spencer replied.“Hey, Lydia. It's been awhile,” Max waved to her.She scoffed, “Don't pretend like this is your first time seeing me and please, stop coming to my workplace frequently.” I and Spencer giggled. The both of them were like a cat and a rat, they never got along with each other although I'm aware that Max likes Lydia a lot.“Your workplace is a hospital, Lydia. I'll always come there whenever I'm not feeling fine,” Max replied.“You are always feeling fine and totally stressing me out there. If I ever see you again, I'll quit my job because of you,” she snapped.Max sighed. “It's alright, you don't have to quit your
I sighed as I turned around to see Jessica, standing behind me with her hand on her waist. She wasn't alone, her mother , Andrea was standing beside her. Both women had a smug expression on their faces as they glared at me. I was ready for anything they were about to say to me.I have always known that my conversation with my husband's family never ended well, so now that I wasn't a part of their family, the conversation was not going to be any different.“Hi, good evening, Jessica and Andrea. It's been a very long time since I saw you two last,” I said, trying hard to sound as nice as possible.Jessica guffawed. “You really have the guts to show your face here after all the drama you acted back then. I thought that you will never show your face to us ever since you walked out of this family. But here you are, acting like you're the nicest person in this fucking world!”“I know that you never liked me, Jessica. But can we put that aside and keep our characters together at least for Ai
** Spencer **As soon as Sydney stormed out, I could feel the awkward silence that prevailed between us. It was weird as the three of us were left speechless. I didn't like the fact that Sydney left without me, but there was no point in complaining.Remembering that I and Aiden had agreed to have an important meeting together, I decided to use this opportunity to clear the air with him. Because after this, I doubt that I was ever going to talk to him again. He had hurt Sydney so many times and there was no reason for me to associate with him.I cleared my throat to draw their attention to me. “Aiden, I think that this is the best time for us to talk,” I said to him.He nodded as if his senses were coming back to him. “This is a good time to have a conversation,” Aiden agreed.“Good, although we have to discuss it alone,’’ I said, gesturing to Joyceline to leave us alone.Joyceline scoffed. “This is ridiculous. How do you want me to leave because of your business talk?”Aiden turned her
“What do you mean by Sydney is now missing?” I asked, terrified at what I'm hearing from Lydia.“I went to the restroom and saw her purse on the floor with her phone inside,” Lydia said.“How is that even possible? If someone had taken her, wouldn't they have to pass through here in order to get to the gate?” I asked curiously.Aiden shook his head, “No. There is a back gate that is closer to the restroom but it has not been used for years. It should be rusted by now and covered with creeping grasses.”“There is only one way to find out. Aiden, you will have to show us this back gate,” I said.Aiden nodded without hesitation. He too looked concerned about Sydney's sudden disappearance. My heart was beating fast as I followed Aiden to wherever the back gate was. We reached there and to our horror, it was broken. The kidnappers must have escaped from there.Lydia broke down in tears. “How could this happen again? I promised to always keep my eyes on her and I failed!”I helped Lydia up.
My face was gloomy as I sat down at the restaurant, waiting for my so-called cousin brother to come. One of the things that worried me was the fact that the kidnappers haven't called yet which was quite different from the last time they had taken Sydney and Miriam. I use this opportunity to calm Miriam and be certain that she was safe.“Spencer, good morning,” she greeted sleepily.“Yes, Miriam. Where are you now?” I asked her.“At home. I'm just waking up from sleep now,” she replied.“Okay, stay at home all day if you don't have anything important to do outside,” I warned her.“What's going on?”“It's about Sydney. She's been kidnapped…”“Again?” Miriam interrupted. I could hear the fear in her voice, it trembled as she spoke.“Yes, again. I don't know what they are up to but I want you to stay away from outside for the meantime,” I said to her.“I will. Thank you for warning me on time and I hope that you will find her as soon as possible,” Miriam said.“I hope so,” I sighed and hu
** Max **“Jordan, get the team ready. We have a more important task to get done,” I said sternly.“What's going on?” Jordan asked.“Sydney Talker has been kidnapped again right under our noses,” I replied.“This is becoming serious. We have to do something about it but what is the next step that you want to take? I and the team are ready to cover any expenses,” Jordan said.“We are going to storm the Talker's mansion and interrogate every household in that family. Anyone who is susceptible to the events that happened to Sydney Talker will be arrested immediately and tortured until he or she spills the tea about Sydney's whereabouts,” I said.It was not only Spencer that was in rage about what happened to Sydney. I am also angry at whoever that tried to pull this game up for the second time, it was absurd and annoying. But this time, I'm determined to get to the root of the matter. Sydney is a woman with a good heart, no matter the outcome of the things that she has been through in l
** Spencer **As soon as Max told me that Andrea was arrested and the reason behind the arrest, I and Collins rushed to the warehouse where Andrea will be given a special treatment. Her hands have been chained by the time I get there, now the decision to squeeze the truth out of her mouth was in my hands.“What are you planning on doing to her?” Collins asked.“I don't know,” I replied. I was truly confused about what to do next, I badly wanted Sydney to be found as soon as possible but at the same time, I was scared that I might be a little too late and lose Sydney forever. I don't know if torturing Andrea was the best idea.“Come on, man, you have to be sure of what you want to do next… remember that she is helping the mastermind to treat Sydney badly, you have to torture her and make her say the truth,” Collins said.Max tapped me gently on my shoulders. “Can we have a moment outside, Spencer?” He asked.I nodded and followed him to the premises of the warehouse. I knew what that l
“Spencer, what the hell is wrong with you?” Max asked when he had pulled me out of there.I wiped off the beads of sweat on my face. It was as if I was trying to recollect my thoughts back. When I was inside there, I had absolutely lost control and didn't know what I was doing. I can't even believe that I hurt Andrea to that extent, it wasn't intentional but I was not in control of myself.“Max, I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't understand why I lost control earlier,” I replied honestly.I had never seen myself in such a rage before and this was because of Sydney's Kidnapping… What would happen if I eventually lost her?. There will be chaos and burning hell in this city.“You have to learn how to control your emotions especially when you are in rage. What you did to Andrea was terrible and might give people a different perspective about who you truly are. I know that you are angry because Sydney was kidnapped but you have to remember that if you're not calm, you are nowhere cl
** Sydney ** The day had finally arrived. The warm sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the bridal suite, casting a soft glow over everything it touched. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection in awe. The white dress I wore was a dream, elegant and simple, yet breathtaking in its detail. The lace sleeves hugged my arms, and the fabric flowed down like a waterfall, pooling gently at my feet. I could hardly believe it was me. I couldn’t help but smile, my heart fluttering with excitement. Today was the day I would marry Spencer—the man who had walked into my life at a time when I needed him the most, and the man I had grown to love more than I ever thought possible. The past few months had been a whirlwind, but in that moment, nothing else mattered. It was just us. There was a knock at the door, and Lydia, my best friend and now my maid of honor, peeked her head in. “You ready?” she asked with a grin. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” I said, my voice shaking sli
Elizabeth was sitting calmly in the living room, her legs were crossed and I could feel the elegance as it emanated from her calmness. My heartbeat was louder than the sound that came from the movie that she was watching in the television."Mom, you're here," Spencer said to get her attention.She turned around and smiled at him, when she looked at me, she maintained a mild expression before looking back at her son. "Yes, Spencer. I was bored at my place so I decided to come over and see you and Sydney," she replied to him.Spencer ordered a tray of fruits for his mom while we settled down to keep her company."You are looking healthy, Sydney," she complimented me."Thank you," I said with nervousness. I felt like my nervous system was going to break down any minute from now."Spencer, can you spare me twenty minutes of a private moment with Sydney?" Elizabeth asked her son.Spencer nodded and stood up, "Okay."As soon as he left, my heart sank further because I thought that Elizabeth
** Sydney**I felt his touch on my hair and earlobe and neck, his hands were all over my face but his touch was gentle, sweet and arousing. I stirred my eyes open slowly, I didn't want to wake up in the first place because the last few events have been exhausting for me.Learning the truth in the most painful manner was exhausting enough for me, I was glad that I was done with the Talker's family although it was not yet official. Aiden had really used my heart and broken it into a million pieces but in the darkest of hearts, I have found Spencer and he was willing to be my ride or die for life and nothing was going to change that forever."Good morning, sleepy head," Spencer murmured in my eyes and I giggled, that sweet feeling of being a loved woman has returned to me again."Spencer, why are you disturbing I and the baby so early in the morning?" I asked, pretending to be angry at him.He kissed my forehead and then my baby bump that was more visible now, we were almost at sixteen w
** Sydney ** I had thought about it for days before deciding to make the trip to see Joyceline. Part of me had wanted to avoid her altogether, to leave everything she had done in the past where it belonged—behind me. But there was another part, the part that needed closure, that needed to confront her, not out of anger or vengeance, but to finally put everything to rest. The drive to the jail was long, giving me too much time to think. As I parked the car and walked inside, my heart beat steadily in my chest, though I wasn’t sure if it was from nerves or resolve. It felt surreal, walking into this place, knowing that the woman who had once been my friend had turned against me in such a cruel way. They led me through the dimly lit hallways to a small room, separated by a pane of glass. Joyceline would be brought in soon, and I would finally face her. I sat down on the cold metal chair, my fingers tapping lightly on the surface of the table as I waited. When she entered, escorted by
** Sydney ** The pen trembled slightly in my hand as I hovered over the final line of the divorce papers. It was surreal to think that after everything, it was finally coming to an end. My marriage to Aiden—the lies, the manipulation, the deceit—was all about to be over with one stroke of a pen. I let out a deep breath and pressed the ink down, signing my name for the last time as his wife. It was done. I was free. I sat back in my chair, feeling both a weight lift off my chest and a strange emptiness settle in its place. It wasn’t like I was sad to see Aiden go. In fact, I was relieved. But the reality of it all—how much I had endured, how much I had fought for, only to end up here—left me feeling raw, exposed. “You alright?” Spencer’s voice cut through my thoughts, gentle but concerned. He was sitting across from me, his eyes soft as he watched me. I nodded, giving him a small smile. “Yeah. It’s just… surreal.” He reached across the table and took my hand, giving it a comfortin
** Spencer ** “Sydney, we need to talk about this now,” I said. She nodded, biting her lip as she tried to hold back more tears. “I just… I don’t know what to do or say now.” I gently took her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “You’ll figure it out, Sydney. You’re strong. And whatever you decide, I’ll be here for you. Always.” She looked up at me, her eyes filled with gratitude, and for a moment, the tension in the room lifted. We sat there in silence, just the two of us, and for the first time in a long time, I felt like maybe—just maybe—things would be okay again. I stayed close to Sydney, watching as the emotions played across her face. Her eyes, once filled with hurt and confusion, softened slightly as the reality of everything settled in. I could see the exhaustion in her, both from the ordeal with Aiden and the emotional rollercoaster she’d been on ever since he came back into her life. For a moment, I didn’t know what else to say. I just held her hand, letting the sil
Spencer’s POV I lost track of time after they took Sydney in. The sterile hospital walls felt like they were closing in, and the ticking of the clock in the waiting room was deafening. I kept pacing, back and forth, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. What if the drug Joyceline gave her had lasting effects? What if the baby was harmed? Every minute felt like a lifetime. Max had come by earlier, sitting with me for a bit before he had to head out. His presence had been grounding, but now I was alone, back to circling the room. The nurses occasionally gave me sympathetic looks, but none of them had any answers. I ran my hands through my hair for what felt like the hundredth time. I couldn’t lose her. Not now. Not after everything. Finally, after what seemed like hours, the door to the waiting room swung open. I spun around, my heart pounding as the doctor walked in, clipboard in hand. I rushed up to him before he could even say a word. “How is she? Is Sydney okay? And the bab
**Spencer** The tension in the police van was palpable, the hum of the engine the only sound breaking the silence as we raced toward the location Collins had texted me. My hands were clenched tight, knuckles white from the grip I had on my phone. The moment the message had come through, I knew this was it—this was where Joyceline was holding Sydney. A sense of dread had been eating at me ever since I found out what Joyceline had planned. I should have seen it coming. After all, she was never one to back down, especially not when it came to getting what she wanted. But this… this was insane, even for her. I glanced at the police officers sitting beside me, their faces grim and focused. They had been briefed, and they knew how delicate this situation was. Sydney was pregnant, and any wrong move could not only endanger her but also the baby. The head of the task force, Officer Richards, looked over at me. “We’re almost there. Stay calm, Martin. We’ll handle this.” I nodded, swallowin
** Sydney ** I sat at the café, stirring the spoon in my coffee absentmindedly. The tension in my stomach hadn’t eased since Joyceline had called. I glanced at the door every few seconds, scanning each new arrival. My nerves were on high alert, and it didn’t help that Joyceline had always been good at getting under my skin. I tried to recall the last time we had spoken before everything exploded. She was the person I trusted with everything, my best friend—or at least, she had been before the betrayal. And now, here I was, waiting for her as if things hadn’t completely fallen apart. The door chimed, and in walked Joyceline. She wore her signature smirk, her eyes scanning the café until they landed on me. Her outfit was immaculate as always—a designer coat draped over her shoulders, her heels clicking as she walked confidently toward my table. Nothing about her seemed different on the surface, yet there was something in her eyes… something I couldn’t quite place. “Sydney,” she gree