Nicholas's parents had reached the hospital. They go into their son's room and notice that his wife is seated next to him. Her head rests on the corner of his bed, and she is holding their son's hand. Seeing this, they both gaze at each other in amazement.Nicholas opens his eyes to stare at Sarah. First, he looks at his hand, which Sarah was clutching tightly. He feels great after seeing this. Sarah was sleeping, and he did not want to disturb her. He was watching her sleep when he noticed his parents standing near the entrance, looking at him. He smiled at them.His mother sheds tears upon seeing her son, while his father becomes quite concerned upon seeing him. He is ready to approach his son, but his son stops him. He signifies them and asks them to stay since he does not want to disturb Sarah's sleep; perhaps she could not sleep the entire night. And his parents leave the room to sit on a bench. Then Andrew arrives and tells them everything.James said, “how could he try to kill
It was evening. Sarah walks out of the restaurant. Today there was a birthday party in the restaurant, so she was late leaving. It was gloomy, and there were dark clouds everywhere in the sky.It was about to rain. She was waiting for a taxi, but her luck today was so awful that she didn't even get one. This had never happened to her previously because Nicholas was always around to help her. Nicholas was injured and unable to be present; therefore, she is now on her own to deal with this.The mild rain had begun. She needed to get home as soon as possible before the heavy rain fell. She hadn't even brought an umbrella. Suddenly, a car stops in front of her. She recognized the car, which belonged to Nicholas's father.Nicholas's parents were the type of parents who would do anything for their children, even if it meant enduring insults. Nicholas's mother is often trying to engage in small talk with Sarah. She always attempts to gain Sarah's heart, but Sarah continually ignores her, par
When Sarah opened her eyes again, she found herself in an unfamiliar bedroom, her wound tended to, and a bandage wrapped around her head. The fog of confusion slowly lifted, and she struggled to piece together the events that had led her here. The memory of Nicholas's father's sacrifice still lingered, a poignant reminder of the complexities of human nature and the power of redemption.As Sarah lay in the unfamiliar bedroom, her mind began to wander back to Nicholas. She thought about the pain and anger she had held onto for so long, and how it had consumed her. But now, after witnessing his father's selfless act, she felt a shift within herself. She began to see Nicholas in a different light, as a person who had also been hurt and affected by the past.With a newfound sense of clarity, Sarah realized that holding onto resentment and anger would only continue to destroy her. She thought about the possibility of forgiveness, of letting go of the past and starting anew. The idea of forg
Sarah's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with questions. Could Griffin be telling the truth? Was her whole marriage a sham? She felt a surge of anger and betrayal, and Griffin's words only added fuel to the fire.Sarah's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with skepticism. "But why are you telling me the truth? We don't know anything about each other."Griffin's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with a hint of triumph. "Ah, but that's where you're wrong, Sarah. We do know each other. We studied at the same college, remember?"Sarah's brow furrowed, trying to place Griffin's face. And then, like a floodgate opening, memories came rushing back. The nerd in class, always sitting in the back, always watching. Griffin Morrati. The name echoed in her mind like a warning bell.She remembered how Nicholas had rejected her proposal and how the whole college had laughed at her. And Griffin had been there, witnessing her humiliation. His father's business had been destroyed by Nicholas's father, and n
Sarah stormed out of the house, tears streamed down her face, her body shaking with sobs. She couldn't bear the weight of her family's deception any longer. The truth had cut deep, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable.She walked aimlessly, her feet carrying her away from the only home she had ever known. The familiar streets blurred together as she cried, her vision obscured by tears.How could they do this to her? How could her own family sacrifice her happiness for their own gain? The questions swirled in her mind, each one a fresh wound.As she turned a corner, Sarah stumbled upon a small park. She collapsed onto a bench, her body wracked with sobs. She felt lost and alone, unsure of where to turn or who to trust.Griffin's words echoed in her mind: "You deserve better, Sarah." But did she? Did she deserve to be loved and cherished, or was she destined to be used and manipulated by those around her?The tears continued to fall, a relentless reminder of the pain and heartache tha
They hugged, Nicholas felt a sense of determination wash over him. He would get through this, for himself and for his mother. He would find a way to heal, to move forward, no matter how hard it seemed.Nicholas's mind seethed with anger and hatred as he thought about Griffin. He knew that Griffin was behind everything—the stolen project, the attack, his father's death in the car accident that Griffin's man had caused, and now Sarah's disappearance. Griffin was his rival, but Nicholas had never thought he was capable of such evil.The memory of his father's death flooded his mind, the pain and grief still raw. He remembered the police telling him that the other driver had been drunk, but Nicholas knew the truth. Griffin's man had been behind the wheel, and it had been no accident.Nicholas's hands clenched into fists as he imagined Griffin's smug face, his condescending smile. He wanted to wipe that smile off his face to make him beg for mercy.He thought about all the times Griffin ha
Nicholas's eyes widened as he took a step back, his mind racing to comprehend the accusations. His mother's face turned pale, her eyes darting back and forth between Sarah and Nicholas."Your...your mother leaked the photos to the media?" Sarah's voice trembled with rage. "She blackmailed my mother and forced me to marry you? This was your plan all along, wasn't it?"Nicholas's mother took a step forward, her hands raised in defense. "Sarah, no, it wasn't like that..."But Sarah wasn't having it. She turned her attention to Nicholas, her eyes blazing with fury. "And you knew everything, didn't you? You knew your mother's plan, and you went along with it. You used me, Nicholas. You ruined me once again."With a swift motion, Sarah slapped Nicholas across the face, the sound echoing through the room. Nicholas felt a stinging sensation, but it was nothing compared to the pain he saw in Sarah's eyes.He knew this day would come. He had hidden his mother's secret, hoping to protect himself
Nicholas felt a stinging sensation as she threw her ring at him, the gold band glinting in the light before it hit him squarely in the face."Our 6 month contract is over," she continued, her voice cold and detached. "I cannot live with you in this marriage any longer."Nicholas stood there, frozen in shock as Sarah turned and walked away. He felt like he was watching his world crumble around him, like everything he thought he knew was being torn apart.His mother rushed to his side, her face etched with concern. "Stop it, Nicholas, do something," she urged, tugging on his arm.But Nicholas knew it was too late. He knew that he had lost Sarah, that she was gone for good. This was what was written in his fate; this was the consequence of his actions.He felt a sense of resignation wash over him—a sense of defeat. He knew that he couldn't change the past, couldn't undo the hurt he had caused.Sarah packed her bags in their room, Nicholas stood there silently, his heart heavy with sorrow