Greetings to my valued readers! I trust you're relishing the journey through this book as much as I am weaving its tale. Kindly share your sentiments in the comment section—let me know your thoughts on the story thus far and if there are any adjustments you suggest. In this chapter, Liam's grandmother swiftly departs from her prayer camp to California upon learning that Liam has brought a patient home for further treatment. Appreciate your support, and I eagerly await your company in the next chapter. Until then, farewell, or perhaps not!
There’s nothing like this that I have ever seen, Doctor Maxwell gazed in disbelief at Liam, who played the harmonica, and then turned his attention to Natalie lying still. He marveled at the medical mystery before him, touching his head in amazement, a small smile forming on his face.Liam spoke confidently, "If I continue with this, there will be a 70% chance of her waking up in the next two weeks."….………………………………………………………………………………………"Marko, what are you doing here?" Brindle questioned as she pulled him in upon seeing him entering her bedroom through the balcony. She quickly checked the surroundings to ensure no one had witnessed his entrance, closing and locking the balcony window. Hurrying to secure the main door, she confronted him again."What are you doing here, Marko?" she asked, a mixture of frustration and stress evident in her expression. What if someone saw you, we have cameras and security all over this house…."I miss you, my love," Marko replied, holding her head, squish
Her face suddenly lit up, and she clapped her hands, causing Marko, who was still on the bed, to be startled. He looked at her with a questioning expression. "Woah," she exclaimed, standing up and raising her hands in the air. "We've won a lottery, babe," she declared. Marko struggled to get on his legs, visibly confused. "Which lottery are you talking about?" he asked. "Check, check, check!" she pointed excitedly at the TV. Marko examined the screen and remarked, "Yes, I'm checking, but I'm not seeing anything. Just rich people displaying their worth," he said, shaking his head in confusion. "Uh-huh," Brindle exclaimed with her eyes wide open. Overwhelmed with excitement, she jumped up. "The person you're seeing over there is my ex," she revealed. Marko, still perplexed, asked, "And what does that have to do with us?" "Everything, Marko. Our lives can literally change," she explained, a sense of anticipation in her voice. She pulled him onto the bed, quickly joining him and cle
"You can't do this to me, Brindle. You can't let them take me away. Please," he pleaded, kneeling in front of her and holding onto her legs, begging to be spared. "I want to be by your side," he added. She took herself away from his touch. "Don't make this any harder than it is," she urged. "Take him away," she instructed, turning away. Marko tried to fight them back, throwing a few blows. One of them retaliated, hitting his head so hard that he collapsed. "Hey, tswww," she pushed them away. "I only told you to take him away, not to fight with him." She bent down to him on the floor, kissed his lips, and said, "I'm sorry, Marko. This is the only way." She stood up immediately, leaving him sleeping on the floor. Take control she said and walked out……………. "Now that I have you out of my way, I can finally feel at peace since Natalie is not even a threat, poor thing," Brindle muttered to herself. "She couldn't stand the disgrace and decided to run away from reality. Anyway, you're in
Dressed in all violet, with jewelry adorning her, reflecting her worth and power, Brindle entered Mr. Wood's company with guards following her. The moment she entered, it was as if the wind itself stood still. Everyone's eyes were on her, and even the air seemed to direct itself towards her. Walking through the grand hall at the entrance towards the elevator, anyone who crossed her path bowed down to her. The consequences were clear; the last time someone tried to prove stubborn or disrespect her, three people lost their jobs. The air in the company seemed to carry an aura of authority and reverence in her presence. They began to exchange glances, their eyes speaking volumes without a single word uttered. Some gave her not-so-welcoming looks, creating an atmosphere of unspoken tension in the room…………. "Why is the door locked to Richard’s office?" she asked her personal assistants. "Because he is out of town," one of them replied. You think, I'm not aware or what, "Can I have the
"Natalie, how many kids do you want to have in the future?" Richard asked as they sat on the ground, a blanket laid out for their couples picnic. Fruits and drinks were perfectly placed on the blanket. "I want three," she said happily. "Oh, three," he said and shook his head. "But I want five… five little girls," he added childishly. Natalie looked at Richard, touched his cheeks, and said, "Anything you want, my love. If you want a hundred kids, I'm going to give it to you." She continued, "But the problem here is that I want to be a mom to boys." Richard looked at her. "But I also want my girls," he said. "Okay, okay, we will figure it out when we get there... maybe 3 girls, 2 boys or 3 boys, 2 girls," she said, laughing. "Then come here and let’s have them right here, right now," he said, shifting to sit closer to her and kissing her passionately. "Are you kidding me?" Natalie said, looking cheerfully at him. "What do you think you’re doing? We are in the open; we can’t have bab
"Let me go, please!" she cried out. "I promised to make amends with you when everything goes well," she said when Marko was pulling her along. "I am not pregnant for you," she said. But Marko turned a deaf ear to her and still pulled her along. Brindle withdrew her hands abruptly. "I am no longer pregnant," she declared, her voice filled with anguish, and dropped to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Marko, perplexed, asked, "What are you saying?" Her hands on her head, she repeated, "I am not pregnant anymore," tears streaming down her face. "I am not pregnant anymore," she sobbed. "I don't believe you," he said skeptically, reaching out to take her hands, attempting to pull her up. Brindle revealed her flat stomach, exposing the fake pregnancy belly she had been wearing. It was a convincing deception, skillfully done. She bent down, crying. Marko, shocked, demanded answers. "What have you done with our baby, Brindle?" Marko shouted, losing his temper. He knelt beside her, demandin
Her eyes finally opened after several attempts. She lay still for a moment, trying to make sense of the room. Confusion marked her expression. Slowly, she raised herself, sitting on the bed before easing her body back down. She gently touched her head, a sign of a headache, and let out a sigh of pain. With bandages still wrapped around her head to address the severe injuries sustained in the accident She managed to free one of her legs from under the blanket and placed it on the floor. The second one followed suit. Sitting on the bed for a moment, she continued to piece together where she was and what had happened. Standing up, she tested her legs, but they began to shake from the prolonged sleep. She stumbled and fell to the floor, letting out a soft exclamation of pain. "Oh my, oh my, you’re alive, you’re alive!" Grandma Leta exclaimed as she entered the room for another round of prayers. She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her on the floor. "My goodness, this is a miracle,
Gentle, you had a breakdown, the nurses have just left. How are you feeling now, my dear? Grandma asked, checking Natalie's forehead to see if her temperature had gone down. Natalie nodded. "Here, drink this water," Grandma said, handing her the glass. "Thank you," Natalie said. "Your relatives will be here soon, that's what the nurses said." Natalie looked at her with confusion when she heard that……….. Grandma Leta was about to leave her to rest for some time when Natalie grabbed her hands. "Thank you for everything," Natalie said with a face of appreciation. "Oh, you don’t have to," Grandma Leta smiled at her. "Now get some more rest," she said and walked out…………….. "I'm going to make something for you, I promise you, you will love it. That's one of my grandson's favorites," she smiled. She lay on the bed, staring at the rooftop, tears slowly streaming down her face to her neck.,………… ….…………………………………………………………………………………….. Canada……. We need to take our time with the wedding, Br
He stood at the grave's edge, his eyes fixed on the name etched into the stone...In loving memory of Brindle Gonzalez. Born 28th July 1994 to 2023...He bent slightly, still feeling the ache from the shot he'd taken days ago. In his hands, he loosely grasped a bouquet, their petals beginning to wilt like his own memories...As he gazed at the grave, a memory began to surface...As they hit the ground, Marko's arm wrapped tightly around her. He held her close, feeling her warm blood seep into his clothes, mixing with his own. Brindle's eyes, cloudy with pain, locked onto Marko's teary gaze.I... I... am sorry," he whispered. "I am sorry," he said as he gently touched her face.Brindle slowly shook her head. "No... no," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I am sorry for... for us not living our dream. Please... forgive me," she said weakly.Marko's tears dropped down as he looked at her, his heart breaking."Thank you for being the one who actually cared for me," she said, her voi
“How did you know I was here? I heard you’ve escaped from the cell,” Brindle said, aggressively pulling herself away from his touch. Marko stepped forward, but Brindle quickly backed away. “Don’t even try to make any move on me. You know just one call, and you’ll be back in the cell,” Brindle warned, pulling her phone from her pocket. “You need to stop this. You’ve done enough. Hurting more people won’t bring you peace or the dream you’re chasing after,” Marko pleaded. “What makes you think you can stop me, huh?” Brindle shouted, looking up at him with anger in her eyes. “I’m not trying to stop you, Brindle. I’m trying to save you from all this madness you’ve gotten yourself into. This path you’re on… It’s destroying you. Can’t you see that?” Marko said, his voice filled with concern. Brindle slammed her fists on the table, rattling the items on it. “You think I need saving?” she snarled. “You think I need you to tell me what to do? Hell no!” Her voice rose as she shouted. “You ha
"When is the groom going to show up? The sun is going down, and he still hasn't arrived," the priest said as he approached Grandma Leta, who was already stressed about Liam not showing up."He's going to be here soon. There must be traffic on the way," Grandma Leta replied with a shaky voice, her eyes scanning the surroundings anxiously.Just then, Aditi ran to her. "I still haven't gotten hold of him. His phone isn't going through," Aditi said with worry on her face."Oh my. What is going on?" Grandma Leta said, her voice trembling as she looked around helplessly.The guests began murmuring among themselves as the wedding was supposed to start at 2, and it was almost 4.….…………………………Natalie sat nervously in her room, her hands shaking as she stared at her phone.Both Rose and Alliah walked in, and she stood up to meet them. "Is he in?" she asked."No," Miss Rose said and paused, staring at Natalie. "He's still not here yet," she added, trying to keep her voice calm.Natalie's breath c
Two days earlier"Richard? What are you doing here?" Natalie was startled and stepped back as she saw him coming from the dark."Natalie, please. Don't go through with this. Don't get married," he said as he rushed to her, pleading."Richard, we've been through this. It's over between us. You were the one who ended everything, remember?" Natalie said as she looked away."You don't understand. There's so much you don't know. I never stopped loving you, even after you left. I can't just stand by and watch you marry someone else, please don’t do this to me""Let me know when you are done," Natalie said, her voice steady as she pulled back."I just...wish things could have been different. I was trapped by her...you know I owe her my life for saving me years ago, and I couldn't...""This has nothing to do with me, Mr. Wood," Natalie said as she cut him off.Richard fell to his knees as he held Natalie. "Please, Nate...please. You can't marry him. Don't do this to me, you're going to break
As Brindle walked into the hall, the TV mounted on the wall was playing a news segment, and the voice of the host caught her attention, causing her to stop in her tracks.In a dramatic turn of events, famous actress Natalie, who is popularly known for her role in Until I Die, was saved from the clutches of the notorious business tycoon and dark movie founder Mr. Whimper at his 25B residence after she was reported kidnapped. She is now safe and in good hands, the host announced.Brindle's eyes narrowed as she listened, her fingers gripping the arms of the chair nearby. Her heart pounded in her chest. Her eyes were glued to the screen as another host cheerfully chimed in. "And we have just learned that her wedding is soon.""Wow, another wedding. What a happy ending for her," the first host said."I know, right? She deserves all the happiness. I hope I get invited," the second host replied."Haha, me too," the first host said.A strangled cry escaped Brindle's lips as she took a step clo
"Haha, he's such a great guy, and I know he's going to make me the happiest girl on earth," Miss Rose said with a giggle as she shuffled on the sofa next to Natalie, sipping her beer.Natalie nodded with a smile, taking a slow sip of her beer before turning to Rose. "When are you going to give love a try, Miss Rose?"Rose sighed heavily and leaned back on the sofa. "I guess I'm just too beautiful. They all probably think I'm too good for them," she said dramatically, shoving a handful of potato chips into her mouth.Natalie chuckled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "I see," she said, looking at Rose out of the corner of her eye. "So your beauty is a curse, huh?"Rose nodded, trying to look serious despite the crumbs around her mouth. "Absolutely. It's a burden I must bear," she said, striking a mock-heroic pose.Natalie burst out laughing. "Well, maybe you need to find someone who appreciates your beauty and your love for potato chips!"Rose giggled, almost choking on her chips. "Ye
Natalie went to her knees. As she trembled with fear, her body shook uncontrollably. Liam quickly rushed to her side, knelt beside her, and wrapped his arms around her in a protective embrace. "You're safe now," he murmured, his voice filled with concern.Richard stood beside them, his eyes still fixed on the sky where the jet had disappeared. He clenched his fists, frustration, and anger evident on his face. He then turned and walked briskly towards the police."Make sure you find him," he said."We will make sure to trace him now. It's going to be difficult, but we will do everything we can," Officer So said while the other police officers secured the area, ensuring no further threats remained."I will keep a follow-up on this matter, I know Whimper," Richard said as he fixed his gaze back on the sky."We will keep a close watch and coordinate with international authorities. He won't get far," the officer assured.….……………………………………….Dressed in prison garb, he runs breathlessly throug
Sitting at a small metal table in the psychiatric hospital's dining room, Brindle poked at the unappetizing breakfast on her tray. The room was filled with the murmur of other patients, some lost in their own worlds, others engaging in muted conversations of nothingness.A group of three women, notorious for causing trouble, approached Brindle's table. One of them, a tall woman with unkempt hair, sneered down at her."Look at the little princess," she taunted, nudging Brindle's tray so the milk spilled over. "Too good for hospital food, huh?"Brindle stared at her face and clenched her fists, trying to compose herself. But the second woman, short and stout, grabbed a piece of toast off Brindle's tray, stuffed it into her mouth, and laughed hysterically."Leave me alone," Brindle said, her voice low and trembling with anger.The third woman, with a wild look in her eyes, leaned in close. "Or what? You'll cry for your mama?" she said with a laugh.Brindle's patience snapped and she stood
I was so scared," she whispered, her voice shaking as she flung her arms around Liam's neck."I won't let anything happen to you," he whispered back, his arms tightening around her as he stroked her hair.Natalie pulled away from his embrace, tears streaming down her face as she gazed at him with sorrowful eyes. "I'm sorry, Liam," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I'm sorry for not telling you everything you needed to know about me."He slowly raised his hand, his fingers brushing against her lips to silence her. "Shh," he whispered gently. "It's okay. I'm here for you. All that matters is that you're fine," he said with a slight smile, his hand cradling her face as he spoke, his thumb stroking away her tears. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her cheek in a soft, comforting kiss, then pulled her back into a tight hug."It's all going to be okay," he murmured into her hair.….…………………………"Let me in!" he shouted, his voice tinged with desperation. "You're going to lose your jobs