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He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back There’s Hope
Imogene Scott The days after the transplant are a blur of fear and waiting. Every small beep of the monitors, every flicker of change in Lily’s expression, sends my heart into overdrive. I can’t breathe. My mind races with worst-case scenarios, and no matter how much I try to push them away, they creep in, clawing at my sanity.I sit by Lily’s hospital bed, my fingers lightly brushing her soft curls. She looks so small under the blankets, her skin still pale, her body fighting a battle that I can’t help her with. It tears me apart. Every hour feels like a lifetime, and I cling to any shred of hope the doctors offer, though their reassurances often feel hollow. I hate that I have to rely on them, on treatments I barely understand. Damien is always nearby. He sits beside me, his hand on my shoulder or holding mine when I tremble. "She’s going to be okay," he tells me over and over again but I know he’s just as scared. I can see it in his eyes, the way they linger on Lily’s fragile
Last Updated : 2024-10-05He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Another Beginning
SIX MONTHS LATER…Imogene Scott The late afternoon sun filters through the large windows, casting a golden glow on the room. I stand at the door beside Damien, welcoming our guests with a smile. It’s Lily’s third birthday and I can hardly believe it. Six months ago, the very thought of celebrating anything seemed impossible. Now, here we are, surrounded by balloons, streamers, and the sound of children’s laughter filling Damien’s house.He had insisted on hosting the party at his house because he thinks it’s going to be a hassle for guests to attend a party at an apartment on the sixth floor of building. I totally disagree but I had to give in because if I didn’t, he would bring up how over the past few months, I’ve been turning down his offer for me and Lily to move in with him.I glance at Damien as he greets our guests. His hand is resting lightly on the small of my back. His smile is easy and relaxed. He leans toward me and whispers, "I can’t believe we’ve made it this far.
Last Updated : 2024-10-06He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back While Again
Imogene ScottThe party hums with laughter and excitement, the clatter of children playing blending into the background as I watch Lily twirl around in her princess gown. She looks so happy. It's everything I ever wanted for her, and more. The months of worry and fear feel like a is finally behind us and I can’t help but be grateful.My phone buzzes in my pocket, pulling me from my thoughts. I glance at the screen and see an unknown number. For a second, I think about ignoring it, but step outside onto the porch, away from the noise to answer the call."Hello?" I answer."Imogene, it’s Elinor."I freeze, my hand tightening around the phone. Elinor. I haven’t spoken to her in months. She came to the hospital once to see Lily and that was it. I told her never to show her face in front of me again. She called me, left messages, but I haven’t had the strength to engage. I had to time to deal with her. Now, she’s using a different number. Of course.I try to end the call, my thumb hove
Last Updated : 2024-10-06He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back The Favour
Imogene Scott I’m unable to take my eyes off the ring as Breonna and I pack up after the party. Emmett also stayed behind to help and for some reason, those two do not seem to get along at all. I leave Breonna and Emmett to oversee taking down the balloons while Damien and I walk our remaining guests out of the house—Dad, Lila, Aunt Tilly and Kia.“I’m so glad you came, Dad.” I say, pulling him into a hug.He pats my back. “I’m so glad everything is finally working out.”Lila gives me a hug too, while Damien shakes hands with Dad. As Dad and Lila get into their car and drive off, I turn to Aunt Tilly and Kia.“Thank you so much for coming, Aunt.” I say, putting on my best fake smile.After saying his goodbyes, Damien goes back into the house, leaving just me and Aunt Tilly. “I…want to ask you for a favor, Imogene.” Aunt Tilly says as soon as Damien disappears into the house.I swallow hard. I should’ve known. She suddenly showed up after all these years. I should’ve known somethi
Last Updated : 2024-10-08He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Unpacking
Imogene Scott“I forgot to add a sippy cup to her lunchbox.” I say, waltzing across the living room to the kitchen.“I got it.” Breonna says, rushing out of the kitchen and we almost bump into each other.I sigh in relief. “We made it.” I reiterate as I glance at the clock on the wall.It’s Lily’s first day at school and somehow, I had woken up too late. If Breonna hadn’t arrived at my apartment early this morning to help out, only God knows what would’ve happened.Breonna walks to the dining table and unzips Lily’s lunchbox, placing the sippy cup into it. “Damien will be here any moment.”“Lily’s ready.” I say, sinking into the couch.Damien had insisted on dropping Lily off on her first day at school and I’m really excited for both of them. Breonna goes into the room to bring Lily out. My baby looks so great dressed up for school.She’s wearing a radiant smile on her face as usual and her deep sapphire eyes are sparkling. Her black hair is in a neat bun. She’s in a pretty white b
Last Updated : 2024-10-08He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back New Intern
Damien ShawBeing out of the office for six months was something I didn’t think I would be able to do until Lily’s illness. Imogene and I had taken time off work for six months to take care of Lily and be there for her. Now that everything has finally fallen back into place, she back running her gallery and I’m back at IMU.Most of all, dropping Lily off at school today gave me the kind of fulfillment I never thought I’d ever feel. My family is finally okay again. Last thing I’m the least is for m and Imogene to be together again legally. But I don’t want to push her into doing anything or rush her. I recently just proposed so I’ve decided to give it time.My heart soars with happiness as I pull up in front of IMU. It feels nice to be back at the company after so long. It’s all thanks to my assistant, Miles who’s been overseeing every activities in the company, that IMU is still running smoothly.“Good morning, Mr Shaw.” Gerald says I step out of the elevator when it dumps me on th
Last Updated : 2024-10-08He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Budding Relationship
Imogene Scott [Hi, Imogene. Can we talk?]Keith’s texts keeps playing on my mind as I get ready to leave home for the gallery. I’m not surprised that he would wanna talk, he’s been a little supportive over the last six months.He visited Lily at the hospital at least four to five times a month. I had thought Damien would be mad but I guess he was so consumed by it all that he didn’t seem to care. Keith’s support during hard times pretty much wrote off any grudge I had against him. But I’m not sure why he suddenly wants to talk. I grab my bag and step out of the house, making my way into the elevator. It dumps me on the ground floor and when I get to the parking lot, I get into my car and drive out.When I finally arrive at the gallery, Emmett gives me a blow-by-blow of what’s the happenings at the gallery. I’m pretty sure I zoned out during half of it. “By the way, Breonna might be working here for a while.” I say as I settle into my office.Emmett has really taken so much car
Last Updated : 2024-10-08He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back The Offer
Imogene Scott I steel myself as I make my way out of my office. Keith’s here and I’m not even sure why. Standing outside the gallery, I can see his car parked across the street. I walk over to it and gently knock on the window. He pulls down the windows and now he’s staring at me with that familiar smile.“Good morning, Imogene.” he says softly.“Hi.”“Coffe?”“Sure.”He gets out of his car and we both cross the street to the popular cafe across the gallery. We take our seats by the window and a waitress takes our orders. “I’m sorry for reaching out to you so suddenly.” Keith starts, leaning back in his seat across me.“It’s fine. You’re good people.”“Right.” his smile is back. “Then on that note, I was wondering…you remember how great Tech Con was?”“Yeah.” I say dryly. I pretty much missed the whole event because my best friend locked me up in a room. But yes, Tech Con was great.“It was all because of our teamwork. And mostly because you put your best into it.” he reiterates.
Last Updated : 2024-10-09
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He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Mystery Key
Imogene Scott I sit in the living room, wringing my hands together as I stare at the clock. The agency said they’d send the fourth candidate soon, but if she’s anything like the last three, I’m not sure I’ll survive the day. The first woman looked like she’d send me into an early grave with how tightly wound she was, and the second… I don’t even want to think about her. I could practically see her zoning out halfway through our conversation. The third one made me tilt my head in disbelief—a heavy coat, in this heat? On a blazing sunny day? What was she hiding under there? I shake my head, exasperated. A long sigh slips from my lips, and I sink further into the couch, staring at the sun-drenched curtains. Why is this so hard? I just want someone competent. Someone who can help me manage this house without driving me insane. The sharp ring of the doorbell jolts me upright. I spring to my feet, brushing invisible creases from my dress. Fourth time’s the charm, right? I don’t
He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Carrying The Burden Alone
Damien Shaw "I don’t even know who to trust anymore." The words are frustrating as they leave my mouth. I press my hands flat against the edge of my desk, gripping it harder. Gerald stands across from me, his expression carefully neutral, but I can see the tension in his jaw. “Weaknesses in our security?” I continue. “And now we’re sure someone on the inside helped with the leak?”Gerald nods. “Yes. The evidence points to internal involvement. Possibly more than one person.” The idea sinks into my chest like a stone. More than one person. It’s almost unthinkable. My team, the people I’ve trusted, built this company with—could they really be working against me? My throat tightens at the thought. “We need a full background check on every employee,” I say. “No exceptions. I don’t care how long they’ve been with the company, whether they’re at the executive level or just interns. Go through them all.”Gerald hesitates, just for a second. “That’ll take time,” he says carefull
He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Agreeing
Imogene Scott My mind is spinning as I step out of Lila’s office. Divorce papers. My father’s name on them. Lila’s isn’t. A billion-dollar check. For her? My heels echo sharply against the marble floor as I walk. In the lobby, I see the receptionist who texted me earlier and make my way toward her. She looks around nervously, then waves me over to a quieter corner. “You’re Mr. Scott’s daughter, right?” her voice low.“Yes,” I say. “Why?”She glances over her shoulder, then leans in, her voice barely above a whisper. “Your father was here the day before he was... you know. Killed. He and Lila had a huge fight in her office. I couldn’t hear what they were arguing about, but it was bad.”My stomach drops. “Do you remember anything else? Anything at all?” She shakes her head apologetically. “No, but... there’s something not right about her. She’s hiding something about this company. I’ve been here a long time, and I know when something’s off.”I blink, trying to process her word
He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Uncovering More
Imogene Scott A week later… I sit in the stiff leather chair, my hands resting over my stomach. The waiting room is quiet and the door finally swings open. The doctor steps in, holding a folder. My breath hitches. This is routine, I remind myself. Routine. I’m here for my usual checkup. Alone this time. I had told Damien he didn’t have to accompany me since he’s been missing a lot work a lot lately because of me.“Mrs. Shaw,” The doctor says with a polite nod, gesturing for me to join him in his office. I follow, my heels clicking against the tile floor. His office smells faintly of antiseptic and lavender, maybe. I sit across from his desk, the folder now open in front of him. He doesn’t look alarmed, but there’s a wrinkle in his brow. “Imogene, I’m glad you came in today.” “Is everything alright?” He nods but steeples his fingers, leaning forward slightly. “The babies are fine, but your stress levels are higher than we’d like. It’s starting to show in your vitals
He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Light
Imogene Scott The bedroom feels too big when Damien walks out. I sit up in bed, clutching the edge of the blanket. I let out a shaky breath, staring at the door he just closed. He’s going to ask me about therapy. I know he will. I don’t even know how to explain it. How do I tell him that sitting in that room felt like unpacking a suitcase only to realize you’ve brought nothing but broken things? That therapy didn’t feel like healing—it felt like dragging wounds out into the open and watching them bleed. I shake my head. I can’t stay in bed waiting for him to corner me. The quiet will drive me insane. I throw back the covers and swing my legs over the side of the bed. My head spins as I stand, but I grip the bedpost and steady myself. I shuffle to the door, trailing my hand along the wall as I make my way downstairs. The faint hum of the stovetop reaches my ears, along with the rhythmic sound of Damien chopping something. I stop at the edge of the kitchen and watch him.
He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Frustrated
Damien Shaw “Please, keep the investigation discreet for now,” I say firmly, meeting Gerald’s gaze. My voice is steady, but my insides churn. Gerald nods and gathers his notes before leaving my office. The door clicks shut and I sink into my seat, pinching the bridge of my nose as my temples throb. Five meetings, all back-to-back in one morning. Each one is a battlefield of strategy, damage control, and trying to piece together what the hell is happening with this damn leak. My head feels like it’s about to split open, and the office suddenly seems unbearably warm. I loosen my tie and lean back, closing my eyes for a brief moment. I need just a second—one second to breathe— My phone vibrates against the desk, shattering the silence. I grab it immediately, hoping it’s Gerald with an update, but instead, I see Imogene’s name. It’s a text: Imogene: "I don’t think therapy is good for me."My stomach twists. Therapy. The session. What happened? My thumb hovers over her nam
He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Fake Foundation
“Yes,” I say with a little more heat on it than I would’ve liked. “Because he believed in me. He believed I could do it.”“Okay.”“He believed in me.”“I understand.”Beat.“Can you tell me what happened after you helped him save the company?” Annie pauses to find the right words. This one I don’t want to answer but I feel like if I wiggle around it Annie will just come right back for the jugular with her follow up. I tread with caution.“Well… he got married again.”“And you?”“Yes, what about me?”“Were you in touch with him?”“Well, he had his new life. We barely kept touch.”Annie holds another of her trademark unreadable stares at me. Even though I can’t gauge the specics, I can tell there’s a lot of speculation going on. I feel theneed to add more.“Plus, we started keeping in touch again recently.” I give a little nod to punctuate my statement. I’m hoping that moved the dialon Annie’s judgment, but after a few seconds I can tell it didn’t.Annie purses her lips. “Who reached
He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back The Session
Imogene Scott I sit down in the tufted chair opposite Dr Annie Eddie and let out a sigh. This is my first therapy session with her and I’m a little nervous. I’m only here because of Damien. Because I want to be better for him, for Lily and the twins. I tell her a few things about my life I’m comfortable telling anyone and she tells me in order to get to what’s underneath those emotions, what’s driving it, we need to unpack my life in a more comprehensive way.“Okay…” I’m hesitant. What will this entail? I hate the uncertainty.“And please, address me as Annie.” I nod. “Sure.”“Now, I want to understand more about Little Imogene,” she says tenderly. “I understand your mother died of cancer when you were just ten.”Always with the childhood, these therapists. I’ve seen enough movies and TV shows to know that this is the classic therapeutic scapegoat. Some shit happenedin your childhood, it messed you up, that’s why you are the way you are.But not me. I didn’t have an alcoholic d
He Hurt Me, Now He Wants Me Back Perfect Is Imperfect
Damien Shaw The kitchen smells like butter and eggs as I stand by the stove, flipping the omelette in the pan. The sizzle fills the air, and I catch the faintest scent of parsley—Lily insists she hates green things, but I sneak them in for her anyway. I glance at the clock above the sink. It’s later than I thought. Imogene is still upstairs with the doctor. I hope that goes smoothly, but something tells me it won’t. “Mummy says eggs make you strong like Superman!” Lily’s voice cuts through my thoughts as she rushes into the kitchen.“Is it ready, Daddy?” she asks.She’s peering up at me with those wide, curious eyes that make me feel like I’m doing something right in this whole parenting thing. “Just in time,” I say.I slide the omelette onto a small plate, cut it into smaller pieces, then hand it to her. “Thank you!” she chirps before scampering into the living room. I follow her with my eyes as she climbs onto the couch, settling in with her plate. A faint movement ca
