Ryan's POV Life before this day felt so dull compared to the bright smile on my son's face. Emma had kept all this happiness from me. She had kept him from me. I felt like a raging bull at the moment; I wanted to confront her properly, not in hushed tones, in front of everyone. I turned back to James, my heart heavy with the weight of everything I had just discovered. "Why don’t you go find your teacher for a moment, son?" I said softly, brushing his hair out of his face.He nodded, beaming at the word son, and ran off without hesitation, leaving me and Emma alone. The silence between us was deafening. My blood was roaring in my ears as I stared at her, trying to keep my rage in check, but it was impossible.I turned to her and, holding her arm in my hand, I pulled her aside. "Why?" I finally rasped, my voice low and dangerous. "Why didn’t you tell me?" I really wanted to yell... If it was anyone but her, I would have lost my anger completely. Her eyes filled with shock, and she
Ryan's POV "There was nothing like that... I was too busy to take care of him." Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with guilt, pain, and something else that I could not read.But that wasn’t enough. It would never be enough. How could she look me in the eye now, after all this time, and expect me to just let this go?" Then why did you elope when you were with my child if you could not take care of him?? No, you don't deserve to have him with you. I will make you repent the moment you thought of taking my child away from me. I will make you crave to get even a glance at him. He will live with me now." I yelled at her. “Ryan, you can't do that after everything that happened between us. You don't know how difficult it was for me to do it.” Her voice cracked, barely a whisper as the tears finally spilled over, cascading down her cheeks. She burst into tears. I felt bad for her as I had seen how she had panicked when someone from the school had called her; she drove here at a record-br
Emma stepped into the office, her skin still tingling from the Mediterranean sun, her mind struggling to switch from holiday mode. The ten days she had spent backpacking through Europe with her five-year-old son had been a much-needed escape from the humdrum of her daily life, a break Henry and Hazel had practically forced upon her as she had not met her son since she had put him in a boarding school. Now, she was back, carrying a large bag filled with souvenirs for her colleagues, ready to settle into her usual routine. She had lots of gifts in her car for Henery and Hazel, the couple who were the only couple she cared for now. And who helped her when she was most vulnerable. They gave her a job and helped her raise her son till now. She was extremely lucky to have them and missed them a lot on the vacation But as she walked through the familiar corridors of HW Financial Consultancy, something felt amiss. The office, typically abuzz with activity, was eerily quiet. Her colleagues,
"You ran away without giving me a chance to explain," he countered, his voice hardening again. "Do you think that was fair?" He asked looking into her eyes. Fair? The word echoed in her mind, the memories too painful to revisit. "This isn’t about fairness. It’s about survival. And right now, I don’t want to work here anymore.""I had my reasons," Ryan said, his eyes narrowing. "But we’re not here to relive the past. We’re here to discuss the future of this company."She was going to say that she was not interested in him or his company when her phone started buzzing. She looked at the screen and was stunned to see James calling her. Oh, no! He can't call me at this time. She thought. She could not talk to her son in front of Ryan. She was even scared to think what he might do if he came to know that they had a child together. He would probably kill her... She disconnected the call. She was very tense but could not let him see that. So she took a deep breath, trying to calm the st
Emma's POV Once I got into my small car, I sat for a whole minute, just breathing deeply, What was Ryan doing here? And how on earth did he find out where I was? Does he know about James? No, of course not, or he would have asked me. He must not come to know about him. I shook my head and called James. " Hey, honey! " " Mom, why were you not picking up the call? " " I am sorry, I was in a meeting. " " I am missing you, Mom. I do not want to stay here, please keep me with you. I can study there. " " I am too busy to take care of, my son. But soon, I will do something about it. " I lied to him. I might have thought of getting him back here, but now that Ryan was here and I quit the job, I would have to find a job, or I would not be able to pay his fees. Under no situation could I bring him back here as Ryan would not leave me alone for some time. Trying to steady my trembling hands enough to start the engine. My entire world had just been upended, and the shockwaves were stil
Emma's POV I would have to move to another city and change my profession again. I was still earning a lot from fashion designing, working from here with the help of my reliable and talented assistant, my team, and my PA. I was sending them designs, and they were making and marketing them under my brand, but I wasn’t there. So, financial issues didn’t worry me.Only five minutes had passed when the doorbell rang.Who could it be?I dragged myself out of bed and went to open the door. But as soon as I did, I was shocked to the core.Ryan??“Hey, beautiful,” he greeted me with that familiar, infuriating smirk.“What are you doing here? How did you get my address?” I demanded.“Oh, come on, do I need to answer that?”“From office records?” I answered my question. He simply smirked.“What are you here for?” I asked, though I already knew.He looked me over from head to toe, making me acutely aware of the very short crop top and shorts I was wearing. His eyes darkened when they met mine ag
Ryan's POV15 days ago ...The water in the club’s pool was cool against my skin, a welcome reprieve from the heat of the day and the fire that always seemed to smolder inside me. Each stroke through the water was an attempt to drown out the frustration that had become a constant companion these past six years. But no matter how hard I pushed myself, she was always there in my mind—her laughter, her smile, and the haunting memory of the day she walked out of my life, believing the worst of me.I reached the end of the pool and paused, my breath heavy but steady. I was about to push off for another lap when I noticed someone approaching. Daniel. The sight of him was enough to sour the calm I’d been trying to find. I’ve never liked the man. He had a way of twisting every situation to his advantage, his smirk always suggesting he knew something you didn’t.Ignoring him, I turned back to the water, hoping he’d get the message and leave. But then he spoke, his voice as slippery as the man
Ryan's POVThe deal was done within the hour. The firm was mine, and with it, the opportunity I’d been waiting for. All that was left was to find her, to confront her, to make her understand that she couldn’t just walk away from what we had.But as I sat in the office that was now mine, the reality of what I was about to do started to sink in. She left because she thought I’d lied to her, used her to get what I wanted. And in a way, she was right. I hadn’t been completely honest with her about who I was, about the life I led. But I never meant to hurt her. I never wanted her to leave.And I agree that she was hurt, but she should have stayed and confronted me; I would have explained why I did that. I had a very valid reason for doing so, but why did she leave without saying anything when I was not there and had gone to work for a few days? When I came back after 15 days, I was shocked to see that it was gone, vanished in the thin air. No one knew anything about her, not even George