Present time Emma's POV The next day at work, I could feel the tension in the air as soon as I walked through the door. The office felt stifling, the atmosphere laden with tension. Ryan’s presence loomed over me, casting a shadow that made it nearly impossible to concentrate on the numbers before me. Ryan had been scrutinizing me ever since he saw the name ‘my lifeline’ on my phone. His eyes had tracked every buzz and vibration, his curiosity a constant prickling reminder that he was desperately trying to uncover something I refused to divulge. And he couldn’t stand the thought of someone else being important to me.Ryan's jealousy bubbled beneath the surface barely contained. I tried not to let it bother me, but his possessiveness was becoming more apparent by the day. The way he watched me, his calculating eyes following my every move, was unsettling.I sat at my desk, going through the reports for the day, trying my best to ignore the constant presence of Ryan somewhere nearby.
Emma's POV His expression softened, and he stepped closer, dropping his voice to what I’m sure he thought was a seductive murmur. “I know you can, Emma. But it doesn’t hurt to have someone looking out for you.”I felt my patience slipping. “Peter, I appreciate your concern, but—”Before I could finish, the door to my office swung open with an abruptness that made me jump. And there he was – Ryan, standing in the doorway, his face a mask of cold fury. His eyes, stormy and intense, flicked between Peter and me, narrowing as they settled on Peter. “Well, isn’t this cozy,” Ryan said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “I didn’t realize you were entertaining guests.”Peter, completely unfazed, turned to face Ryan with a grin. “Ah, you must be Ryan. Heard a lot about you.”Ryan’s eyes didn’t leave mine. “I’m sure you have,” he muttered darkly. Then, addressing me, he said, “Is everything alright here, Emma? You seemed to be… in deep conversation.”I could see the jealousy swirling in Ryan’s
Emma's POV As soon as the door closed behind him, I turned to Ryan, my hands trembling with anger. “What the hell was that?” I asked. Ryan’s expression softened, but the possessiveness was still there, lurking beneath the surface. “I was just reminding him of where things stand.”“You embarrassed me!” I snapped. “I’m trying to maintain some level of professionalism here, and you just—”“Professionalism?” he scoffed. “You’re still my wife, Emma. That hasn’t changed, no matter how hard you try to forget it. How dare he talk to you like that?”I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “I left you years ago, Ryan. I want nothing to do with our past now.”Ryan stepped closer, his eyes intense. “You can’t just run away from it. You’re mine, and you always will be.”I felt a lump rise in my throat, but I swallowed it down. “I don’t belong to you, Ryan. Not anymore.”Ryan didn’t speak for a long moment, and when he did, his voice was cold and controlled. “He seemed… very fond of you.
Emma's POV Ryan’s eyes softened for a moment, his anger giving way to something more vulnerable. “You could’ve told me,” he said quietly.“Told you what?” I asked, confused.“That he’s been flirting with you. I would have taken care,” he said. I sighed, rubbing my temples. “I didn’t think it mattered. I can handle Peter.”Ryan stared at me for a long moment, then turned away, running a hand through his hair. “Maybe that’s the problem,” he muttered. “You always think you can handle everything. Well, this man will never bother you, but I am not going to stop unless I find the one you think is your lifeline,” he said, and I gulped. I was scared that he was close to finding my secret. He hovered around my desk more than usual, finding no excuse to invade my space.I didn’t know what to say to that. The tension between us was thick, and I could feel the weight of Ryan’s jealousy pressing down on me.He asked me to come to his cabin. I nodded, though I knew this was far from over. Ryan’
Emma's POV As instructed, I picked up my handbag, my laptop, and my phone and went to work in his cabin. Sitting on the opposite side of his table, I started working on the pile of files. He was working on something else on his laptop. I felt his hot gaze on me a few times, and when I looked up, I saw him pressing his head a bit, and he even winced. " What happened to you?" I asked before I could stop myself. " Let it be... How does it matter to you that you have moved on with your lifeline..." A pang of guilt hit me, unexpected and unwelcome. He hadn’t eaten anything either, and I knew that he could not remain hungry; he was a big-time foodie, and it was because of me. " Ryan, have something, you are hungry. See, you are already having a headache. Have food and take medicine." I said. "Thanks for your advice, but I don't follow your instructions anymore since you have moved on and you are not my boss now." He said sarcastically. He picked up the intercom and called Kate to ge
Emma's POV " It is not a massage parlor, you must try working in one if you ever get fired from here. " I replied. " Fired?? But why? " She was taken aback and looked at Ryan. " Why would Kate get fired, Ms Jones? She is such a loving and caring secretary and cares so much for me. I would be a fool to fire her if she can massage like this. Thank you, Kate." He said flashing another killing smile of his. " Great!! Please enjoy your massage thoroughly. I will go and work in my cabin." " Keep sitting there, Ms Jones. You will not leave till all these files are completed." " Oh, don't worry, I will not leave before I finish all of them. I just want to give you some privacy while having a head massage so that you can enjoy it without any inhibitions. " " Don't worry, I am feeling much better now. Kate, you have magical fingers. Thanks. You may go now. " Ruan said to her with a smile. " Do you want me to get something that you want? " " Thanks for asking, but I will get what I want
Emma's POV " Yeah, Kate, please join him, I have some important phone calls to make. Excuse me, Mr Taylor." I got up to go out when I heard his firm voice. " Em...Ms Jones! Stay here. These are working hours, and if your calls are related to work, then you can make calls from here, and if they are personal... Let me remind you that this is the office, and these are working hours; you are not supposed to make personal calls during working hours. " He said looking angry. " Wow! I didn't know Mr Taylor had a different set of rules for him and his employees. " I said sarcastically. "Sir, thanks for inviting me to have lunch but I have already had the food you gave me earlier. But thanks a lot, it was a sweet gesture. Enjoy your meal." Kate said and went away. He just nodded still looking at me. " Come back and sit here. " He said pointing towards the chair. " No, invite someone else to have it, I am sure you will find someone to share your food with." I shook my head. " Fine, go a
Emma's POV “I’m not asking you to forget what happened,” he said softly. “I’m asking for a chance to make it right. To show you how much I love you, we can be happy together.”My heart ached at his words, torn between the love I had once felt for him and the fear of being hurt again. “I don’t know if I can trust you again. I hate you... I had never loved anyone the way I loved you... and you... " I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Ryan’s expression softened, and for a moment, I saw a flicker of the man I had fallen in love with all those years ago. “I’ll earn your trust back, Emma,” he promised, his voice steady and sure. “I’ll do whatever it takes.”I wanted to believe him—I really did. But the wounds from the past were still fresh, and the fear of reopening them was too great." I am afraid, that's not possible now. That Emma was dead that day.” I shook my head and said. " No, she is right here in front of me. " " You are highly mistaken; let me tell you you are wasting