Emily's POV."Has anyone seen my phone?" A sudden cry broke out from the crowd and the voice belonged to no one else but Elisha. I stopped dead on the track as the shrieking tone of her voice hit me hard. Her phone was missing? And the ideal place to find it was the dance floor. "Ignore her, she's just throwing a tantrum," Adrian whispered to me.I tried so hard not to let my feet wobble as we made our way towards our table. Elisha was onto something and I could feel it, and somehow, I could tell her mischief has everything to do with me. Soon after she raised the alarm, everyone at the dance floor were slowly beginning to turn toward her, inquiring information that could help get to the phone quickly. "It was right with me few seconds ago," she continued to look around, faking to search around. "Well, you could use mine to dial your phone, you might have misplaced it somewhere close," one of the ladies around offered. I watched keenly as she took the lady's phone, punching
Emily's POV."I'm really sorry about this Emily, Elisha is insane," Adrian apologized for the umpteenth time as we walked towards the car.The ball ended a while ago and I couldn't be more glad. After the incident, the rest of the ball went on pretty well, though I couldn't find my comfort till it ended. I wanted to leave right away, I wanted to lock myself up in the room and exhaled an incredible amount of breath. She was really close to ruining my life.I literally saw my life flash before my eyes. I thought that was the end. I was going to be humiliated right before the influential folks at the ball. I wouldn't have stayed a day more in New York if that happened"It's not your fault Adrian, stop apologizing to me already," I groaned. It was getting annoying how he kept apologizing to me at every second that passed."I feel bad for not being able to protect you, despite my promise to do that," he replied. "There's nothing you could have done Adrian, Elisha had everything done s
Emily's POV. As I burst through the door, my heart skipped a beat at the sight of Adrian lying on the floor, his face drained of color. Panic took hold of me as I hurriedly ran to his side, my thoughts racing a mile a minute."Adrian!" He suddenly flickered his eyes open, staring weakly at me. "What happened?" I asked, my voice quivering with concern. "Are you okay?""I'm fine," he replied weakly, attempting to sit up. "I was just taking a short nap," "Nap? On the floor? Really?" I shook my head, my expression stern. "You are overworking yourself huh? what's going on?""It's nothing," he mumbled. "You passed out on the floor Adrian, it's not nothing," I scolded, leaning closer and gently helped him to his feet, guiding him to the bed. He protested feebly, but I was not having it. I covered him with the duvet, my hand lingering on his forehead as I checked for signs of a fever."I'm going to make you some soup," I said turning towards the door. "And then I'm calling the doctor
Emily's POV.As I walked towards the door, my gaze suddenly fell on Adrian's work laptop, discarded on the floor where he had passed out. A thought sparked in my mind, perhaps I could help with his presentation, somehow. I turned to steal a glance at him on the bed, and seeing deep him asleep already, I made my way to the laptop, grabbing it and quickly ran off. I relaxed back at the couch, my focus narrowing as I opened the presentation software. As I scrolled through the slides, I felt a strange sense of familiarity wash over me. I have seen Adrian work on these before, the carefully crafted charts, the well researched details and the compelling ideas were quite familiar. I realized that I could understand the core of it if I tried.A surge of determination settled over me. If I could finish the presentation for him, it would be one less thing for him to worry about.Then he could concentrate on getting better.I was well aware why he was overworking himself this much, he has
Liam's POV. It's been a few months since Nichole claimed to be pregnant for me. And she has moved into the house as well. That didn't in any way ixmply that I have forgiven her or taken her back.I allowed her move in so that she and the child would be taken care of, and after that, a place would be prepared, where she and the child would live far away from me. This decision was made from constant bugging by my mom.I had no plans of getting married to her, it is no concern of mine if she doesn't find a husband for her lifetime due to her condition, she never thought of that while sneaking into my bed, did she?There's only one wife for me and that is Emily, and since she's gone, no one has the right to that. I was determined to stay single till the day I take my last breath. It was my punishment for what I did to her.My hatred for Nichole grew with each passing minute, she was a huge part of the reason why I made the biggest mistake of my life, . Because of the selfish love I had
Emily's POV. I made my way to Adrian's room, balancing the tray of hot soup and the laptop carefully in my arms.My steps were light and quick, eager to show him the results of my contribution to his presentation.I could see his eyes lit up with curiosity as I approached him on the bed."Is it my favorite pregnant lady again?" He teased and I bursted into laughter. "Adrian stop,""What's that you've got there?" he asked, gesturing towards the tray. "Well, you requested and I delivered," I smiled, setting the tray down beside him on the bed. "Your newest favorite soup,"It was my mom's special soup recipe that I had made for him the previous day. Adrian took a liking to it and kept requesting that I made more. "Here," I passed it to him.He scooped a spoonful into his mouth and smiled. "Perfect,"I couldn't hold back my blush as I watched him eat so healthily, flashing me a warm smile of gratitude at intervals.I watched as he gulped it to the last drop. "This will always be a
Emily's POV.With Adrian's guidance, I immersed myself in the world of business, delving deep into the nuances of the industry and the company's subsidies. I poured over the slides, committing each word and statistic to memory, asking him questions and listening intently to his explanations. I was grateful for the insights and strategies that had taken him years to learn which he shared with me within minutes.As the hours passed, my confidence grew, and my understanding of the concept deepening.As I continued to absorb every detail Adrian offered, our dynamic began to shift. I could say we fell into a rhythmically effortless flow.I would pose a question, and Adrian would respond with the experience and expertise of a seasoned professional. Then I would offer an insight, and he would consider it with an open mind, sometimes even altering his own approach.It was at this moment that I truly realized the depth of Adrian's knowledge, and the breadth of his wisdom. I began to unders
Emily's POV. In the fading light of dusk, Adrian escorted me to the car, his hand resting lightly over my back.It was already dark but since I was going with his car, I had nothing to worry about. "Again, don't take whatever they say to heart," he said as he pulled the door open, holding it out for me. "I promise not to," I smiled, in a bit to calm his worried gut. He looked way too worried, it was evident all over him. "Thank you again, for doing this," he gently kissed my cheek."It's fine Adrian, I'm tired of saying it already," I scolded playfully. "You should get back inside before your head starts to hurt again," I turned to him more seriously. "I don't know why you insist on seeing me off despite your poor health,""Emily please..."I quickly waved at him and climbed into the car before he said any more word and broke down with more worries.As I settled into the car, my gaze met his through the open window as he waved me goodbye.The look on his face as he waved was as