ItalyThe flight took about eight to nine hours, and during those hours, Emma and I never stopped having a pleasant conversation, ranging from her personal life to her career.“I would like to help you start up your career here. Please don't say no to my proposals. That's the only way I can make up for all the pain I caused you in the past,” she asserted, giving me a pleading look I couldn’t resist. Even though I initially rejected the offer, I wondered, how do I start a career here? I didn’t know Sharon’s plans with her friend Emily, who she arranged for me to stay with until I’m fit to get my own apartment. Taking the offer seemed like the best choice, I thought to myself, and finally gave in.“Alright, I accept,” I said, a gasp escaping my lips.“Thanks for accepting. Now, are you ready to meet my Mr. Right?”“If you insist, I’d be pleased to meet him. I have a lot to thank him for,” I replied, noticing her eyes widen in disbelief.“You haven’t changed, have you?” She glanced at me
Her SuccessSeated in the soft, luxurious office chair, I tilted it left and right in satisfaction. The cool air from the air conditioner sent a chill down my spine. My skin glowed in full display of its effect.My gaze was fixed on the system before me, and I chuckled at the content on full display. My heart quickened, and a flush of joy spread across my face. I couldn’t believe we had completed the project in such a short period—no complaints, excellently executed. My team and I had worked overtime to ensure we delivered according to the standard, and I was satisfied with the results.My eyes strayed to the file sitting on the glass-framed table just before me. I reached for it and took a glance at its contents. My hand reached for the intercom.“Meet me in my office,” I said, then set it down and tilted my seat sideways to face the glass wall. The beautifully structured city stretched out before me. The twilight view was overwhelming and unimaginably stunning. My office was situate
What’s with Harry?A quick switch in her expression as she pointed upstairs. I couldn’t spare any more time as I made my way upstairs to his room.When I reached the room, the door was slightly open, and I heaved a sigh of relief, clutching my hands to my chest. I should have known he was there.“Cutie,” I called out, sneaking my head in to see what he was up to this time. I knew he’d be rolling his eyes by now, probably with a disapproving look. He was just too active for his age.Pushing the door open, my eyes landed on my cute son, who sat on the bed. I noticed he was on the phone with someone, smiles plastered all over his face. The moment his gaze met mine, he quickly excused himself, rolling off the bed and peeling off the headphones. He hopped into my arms for an embrace. I crouched to his level and planted a loving kiss on his forehead, skimming my fingers through his curly hair.Releasing him from my grip, I giggled, and he grinned, reciprocating the affection.“Mum, why did
TurnsHarry's POV“No, this can’t be happening to me. How did I get into this mess?” I rubbed the back of my neck hard, each thought flickering in my heart as my patience grew thinner. My gaze rolled around the room, one hand placed below my jaw, a flicker of annoyance creasing my entire being like a tidal wave. Nothing was making sense anymore. The news speculations, the company investors' threats—everything and everyone wasn’t making sense anymore.I never anticipated being in such a tight situation where I lacked support or backbone. The situation at hand was just too critical and needed urgent intervention or I would lose everything I have ever worked for all these years. This realization only clouded my mind and weakened my limbs. A surge of tension swarmed my being, and I felt a sudden drive that was more than I could comprehend or imagine. To worsen the whole situation, the media was all over this news. Bloggers were carrying and circulating it, adding sensational details for
Blood donor “Not again, not again… Why was all this happening at the same time, just in the nick of time?” I banged my hands hard on the steering wheel, speeding faster than expected in the bustling city. I stumbled upon a truck parked along the side of the road.“Gosh,” I cursed inwardly. I wasn't used to driving at all, let alone driving this fast. To think I had instructed Louis to sit beside me while I drove only weakened my heart. I couldn't anticipate this from the start.I stormed out of the car, instructing Louis to fix whatever damage was done while I took a cab to the hospital. There was no time to wait for another one of my cars to arrive or for him to fix the damage. Besides, the media were already out to get every single detail about my dealings and life to add to the headlines. I couldn’t let them do that. I narrowly escaped the office while trying to get to the hospital. I never expected everything to be happening so fast, and I strongly believed I would pull through n
Jack's POVHer death took away a part of my being that couldn't be replaced by any other, leaving me broken and deranged. I felt like I had lost everything, and the only part of me still alive was torn into pieces. It's been three solid years, and still, I couldn't get her off my mind or gain control of myself.If only she had agreed to do my bidding, if only she had given our love that one chance and opportunity to grow, maybe by now, I wouldn't be this broken. But maybe she still would have been gone. It's been three long years, yet everything I had ever planned was just buried with her in my heart.I turned my gaze outside the car window as Sam drove me to the meeting spot. My eyes wandered around, lost in my thoughts, as I watched the bustling city of Italy, absent-minded to the cars and rushing passersby. The traffic light turned red, and Sam pressed the brakes, narrowing his eyes at me through the rearview mirror. I could sense his thoughts without even looking directly at him.
Who was that?Celine’s povIt was already thirty minutes past the normal close of school. I knew too well not to keep Henry waiting, so I briefly closed the files and adjourned all unresolved issues to the next working day. I needed to go pick up my child. Over time, I had developed a routine of dropping him off and picking him up from school myself. I could easily hire the services of countless staff if I chose to, but I wouldn’t leave my son in the care of another when I was around and in good health.Henry was worth more to me than anything I had ever acquired, and so he was always my top priority. I hired a nanny and a cook just to please Evelyn, but their duties were strictly limited to my orders.“What’s going on there?” I asked Levi, who was also stunned by the crowd of people gathered in the middle of the road just after the traffic light. It was a wrong place for such a crowd, unless something bad had happened. I felt the urge to instruct Levi to drive around the crowd and he
Her PlansI mean, how was I to come up with the story that his father was alive and living in New York? A city I hated because it carried nostalgic feelings and scars. Moreover, I wouldn’t start telling him how his father treated me and the resentment I harbored towards him. That would only be catastrophic for his tender heart, and I won’t let that happen.My heart never stopped pounding, thousands of thoughts clouding my reasoning. I wasn’t ready to drag my son into this fight. He was out of it and should remain so. However, I can’t deny the fact that he is still his blood. Harry was still his father. Crouching to meet his level, I planted a loving kiss on his forehead.“Cutie, your dad is somewhere very far away from this earth, but he loves you very much,” I said, a slight grin on my face.I never knew how those words were composed so quickly, but deep down, I was pricked for lying to him. He was far too tender to absorb the truth that his father didn’t care about him or value his