Hello everyone, trust you are all doing well. Thank you for reading this chapter. In this chapter, Brindle takes us back on a flashback when she met Richard once again. If you're confused about this chapter, please visit the previous chapters 14-20 to refresh your mind.
Still in Brindle’s flashback "I know what to do," she said as she retrieved something from her pocket and quickly poured it into the drink she was preparing for Richard. She looked back at him with a smile on her face as she looked at him sitting on a sofa at the corner end of the hotel room. "Here," she said, handing him the glass of wine and sitting right beside him. She stood up and gave him a quick massage on his shoulder. "I feel you need to rest and relax. You’ve been working really hard since I came here this morning," she said, slowly taking his iPad and gently closing it before placing it down. Suddenly, Richard touched his head, feeling dizzy after taking the glass of wine offered to him by Brindle. "Brindle asked why, is everything okay with you?" she asked. "Yes, I’m a little tired," he said. "Reason why I said you need to rest for something," she said and smiled slowly. Richard got up to go to the bed, but the dizziness he felt couldn’t carry him; he fell right on
"Let me hurry up and go for it before people come here," she said urgently. The young girl her age, who looked desperate when she saw the little boy drowning, paced desperately along the shoreline, trying to draw people’s attention to come to help the boy, as it seemed like she didn't know how to swim. "Help me!" the little boy cried, having swallowed a lot of water. With his hands in the air, he waved for the little girl to help. Without much hesitation, she jumped into the sea and somehow managed to reach the boy. However, he had already lost consciousness from the water he had swallowed. Slowly, the young girl was able to grasp onto his shirt while struggling to swim alongside him. A powerful wave swept them both towards shore but forcefully separated them, carrying the boy away from her grip while simultaneously pulling her further out into deeper waters. As she was carried away, she also called out for help. Little Brindle witnessed everything that unfolded, but her focus rema
Still in her flashback Still in her flashback Brindle found herself obliged to visit the boy's house regularly, as her aunt viewed it as an opportunity to extract more money from them for her own alcohol consumption. As days passed, the little boy fully recovered. During one of her check-up visits, she spotted him playing outside. "You must be the girl who saved me," the boy spoke, his accent evident. Brindle smiled warmly in response. "Thank you for saving my life, I should go for some swimming lessons when I return home" he expressed gratefully, inviting her to play with him. "Sure, I'd love to," she replied in her soft voice. "He said his name is Richard Wood, but you can call him Richard," Brindle giggled at the formality. "I'm Brindle Gonzalez, but feel free to call me Brindle," she said with a chuckle, as they shared in the laughter. "Nice to meet you," Richard greeted. And so, they began to play together frequently whenever Brindle visited. "It's getting late, I shou
"Your truth will soon be in my hands, Brindle, and there's nothing you can do about it," Mrs. Kiara whispered to herself, a sly smile forming on her lips as she continued to watch Brindle from a distance. "Once I become Mrs. Wood, everyone will dance to my tune, even you, Mrs. Kiara," Brindle retorted with a smile, returning Mrs. Kiara's gaze with determination. .................................................. "You can start sending them to her. I know the sight of her pictures would scare her, but I know her too well. She would try to act cool about it," the woman said as she sat on the chair, taking the last sip of her drink. "I am the only one who knows her too well. I know all her tactics and how she rolls. Leave her for me," the woman said as she stood up from the chair, her gaze furious as she stared into thin air. ….……………………….. "Kimchi Local Hospital," Mrs. Kiara said with a smile as she stood in front of the hospital. Hurriedly, she looked left and right before quickly
Hospital room in China Walking slowly to his bed, tears welled up in her eyes. She pulled a chair and sat down gently, gazing at him with a mixture of relief and concern. "Why are you still sleeping?" she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "I would have killed you if you hadn’t made it, Hurry up and get up" she said with a smile, her hand gently reaching out to touch his arm as he slept.... "Mrs. Victoria Claus, I am really happy to see you are okay now," Director Lee said as he approached her, coming from Liam’s room. "I'm really sorry we had to put both of you in that mess. We shouldn’t have gone to shoot the scene in the bush. You both wouldn’t be in the hospital now. I'm really sorry," he added remorsefully. "Oh, you don’t have to be," Natalie said. "I'm rather sorry we weren’t able to complete the scene we were supposed to. I promise you we will get back to work immediately after we are discharged from here," Natalie said and slightly bowed. "You don’t have to worry. T
Days had gone by, and China still had the best noodle soup to offer. Natalie sat at an outdoor mini-restaurant, savoring her bowl of hot noodle soup. The broth was refreshing, and the noodles were just the right texture, delightfully soft, just like she likes.With each sip of the flavorful broth, Natalie's face lit up with enjoyment. She closed her eyes, fully appreciating the taste, feeling a sense of contentment spreading through her body like fresh air circulating around it. The air danced in her hair, adding to the serene moment. She couldn't help but smile at this simple pleasure... She sighed and looked around, feeling grateful for another chance at life. Entering the shop, she walked around with a smile. She wore a simple outfit—a pair of blue jeans paired with a fitted shirt and a brown jacket. She picked up a few fruits and flowers, enjoying the vibrant colors and fragrances. Leaving the shop, she walked down the street, still smiling. Finally arriving at her destination,
Natalie paused, a nostalgic smile on her face as she reminisced about her childhood memories. "Well, I don't really remember the whole issue, or even how it happened. It was a long time ago, when life actually meant something to me when my two beautiful angels were with me – my lovely parents," she said, her gaze drifting upward toward the sky. Liam listened intently, waiting for her to continue and share the whole story with him. Natalie took a deep breath and continued, "Remember I told you I used to go fishing with my dad on Sundays back in Mexico?" Liam nodded eagerly. "Yes, yes, and how you would smoke the fish before sending them home," he recalled with a smile. Natalie chuckled, the memories flooding back. "Those days were the best days of my life, even till now," she said fondly. "My dad had gone to look for some fresh woods to set up a fire, since the ones we had brought got wet when it started to rain shortly after we came out from the boat, at the far end of the sea" "
Okay, let’s rewind to when Brindle froze, maybe she's still standing there, like the frozen Elsa. Slowly, the door closed back on her, her hands still heavily shaking. She sighed heavily, her head shaking in disbelief. She scanned around to see if someone was there, then quickly entered her room. Hastily, she threw her phone on the bed and swiftly grabbed her laptop. She went straight to her email box... The sight of it made her breathe heavily again. She pushed the laptop away from her. Her eyes widened, her heart still pounding fast. Another notification popped up, which made her jump to her feet. Meet me at 49 street downtown she slowly read the message again as she was trembling "Who could this be? Who could this be?" she muttered to herself as she trembled. Quickly, she grabbed her phone and a bag and exited the room. As Brindle got to 49th Street downtown, she hurriedly looked around, searching for whoever had sent her that message. She ran from one end to the other
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