Gregory and Rosie arrived back in Palverase on Sunday morning. They'd spent the journey back in each other's arms, kissing, touching, laughing, whispering and sleeping.
It was just 6:15 am when they drove into Gregory's apartment. Dean was already waiting when they arrived at the airport, and the journey to Gregory's home was a smooth one.Gregory unlocked the door for them, and they entered the darkened space. Dean took their bags upstairs and when he got down, the lovebirds went up to Gregory's room.Helping her out of her clothes and giving her one of his clean tees and shorts, Gregory gave Rosie one of his soul-melting kisses."Go to bed, Angel; you need more sleep."She nodded and crawled into the bed. His arm went round her middle and he kissed and rocked her to sleep. When Rosie woke up again, it was almost twelve. Gregory was nowhere to be found. She surfed through his wardrobe and found two new dresses that were placed just close to the wardrobe doAs Rosie stepped through the front door, still a bit travel-weary from her vacation, and all the emotions she'd felt with the engagement and the love she received from Angelina.She pushed the front door open, and the warmth of home immediately wrapped around her. She was greeted by the sight of Annie bouncing off the chair, unable to contain her excitement at seeing her. The moment their eyes met, Annie's gaze dropped to her hand and she spotted the engagement ring. A second later, Annie let out a high-pitched scream of pure joy, her voice literally echoed through the house. "Oh my gosh! You’re engaged!" she exclaimed, rushing forward to grab Rosie's hand, pulling it closer to get a better look at the ring. Annie's eyes grew wide, filled with awe as the diamond caught the light, causing the ring to shimmer brightly. “It’s so beautiful!” she gushed, her excitement infectious as she pulled Rosie into a tight hug, practically riling with happiness. Hearing
The soft hum of the city outside the mini-conference room at Global Link was barely noticeable as Rosie's voice echoed in the room. The room was modern and sleek, with large windows letting in the afternoon light, which cast a warm glow on the furniture surfaces.She clicked through the slides on the screen, her voice was steady and enthusiastic as she explained the ideas behind the campaign. Her hands moved expressively as she described the visual elements, the excitement of her recent engagement still buzzing through her. With each gesture, the light from the windows managed to catch on her engagement ring, sending tiny sparkles across the room.Her team members watched on with excitement, and her Boss, Bernard Bruce, also watched intently. He nodded at the points she made, but his gaze occasionally flickered to the diamond ring that she was unknowingly showcasing with every wave of her hand. “Miss Bainer," Bernard started, "as usual, the visuals are spot-on,” He
Rosie, Evelyn and Annie bustled around the kitchen, adding finishing touches to the set dishes on the dining table. The aroma of roasted vegetables and freshly baked chicken filled the air.Annie, the ever-meticulous planner, was focused on arranging the plates and cutlery on the dining table with extra care, with her mind completely focused on the task at hand. Soon she was done and headed back to the kitchen, coming out almost immediately, humming to herself as she carried a basket of warm rolls to the table, her excitement evident from the spring in her step. “I can’t believe they’re actually coming over,” she said, placing the basket down and adjusting the napkins. “It’s like meeting a new family that's going to be part of us for the rest of our lives.”Rosie smiled at Annie's enthusiasm, though her own nerves were now beginning to show. “I know, right? I want everything to be perfect. It’s the first time he's coming to the house with his daughter." H
Oblivious of the simple impact her hand gesture had made, Angie continued chatting with Annie. Evelyn managed to keep her composure for the rest of the meal, but her mind kept racing with questions and doubts; 'How could this be? Was it a coincidence, or was there a deeper connection she hadn’t yet uncovered? And most troubling of all, what did this mean for Rosie, who was on the brink of marrying Gregory?' After dinner and clearing the dining area, they all retired to the sitting room. At this point, Evelyn knew that one thing was clear, she needed to ask about the ring Angie had on, since she couldn’t get herself to ignore what she had seen, but also couldn’t jump to conclusions without more information. They all settled into the sofa, and Annie tuned the television to her favorite channel while trying to convince their guests that the programme being shown on the TV was amazing. With a gentle smi
“Angelina!” Gregory shouted, rushing to her side. He knelt down, cradling her in his arms, while yelling her name. Rosie was frozen in place, her mind spun with terror and shock. She wanted to help, to do something, anything, but instead, her feet remained rooted on the floor. Annie was trembling beside her, her eyes were already tearful as she watched the scene in front of her. “Greg!” Rosie finally found her voice, her instincts kicking in as she moved to follow him. “Hurry, let's take her to a nearby hospital. I’ll come with you.” She offered as Gregory carried Angie up. But before she could take another step, Evelyn's voice stopped her in her tracks. “Rosie, no! Don’t take a foot out of this house!” She reached out to her. Rosie stopped in her tracks, torn between the man she loves and the mother who had sacrificed so much for her in life. A position she had always prayed not to ever be in. Still holding Angie, Gregory looked up at Rosie. “Angel,”
A few days later, Rosie found herself standing in front of Gregory’s home, with her heart pounding in her chest. The last few days had been nothing but a whirlwind of emotions for her, and she hadn’t been able to find any peace. She needed answers, needed to know if the man she loved had any part in the crazy-dark story her mother revealed.Just as he promised, Gregory had sent her a message, updating her on Angie's health and even told her when she was discharged from the hospital. But he never called; she figured it could be his own way of trying to give her time, but even the explanation didn't make sense to her because she was in dire need of closure, at least.However, she didn't bother calling him either, maybe she really needed time to absorb everything, just that she had no idea yet.When Gregory opened the front door, he looked surprised, happy and relieved to see her. His eyes, which were usually so warm, were shadowed with worry, and he immediately sensed
Rosie’s breath caught in her throat as the reality of his words hit her. “Oh my God... your ex-wife was a real-life bitch. Not just a murderer,” she whispered, tears welling up in her own eyes. Gregory nodded, “she was put in jail, awaiting trial. But she poisoned herself to death. I guess she didn't want to face the shame and societal scrutiny." "And you hid all of this from me? For crying out, we were going to get married, and this is crucial information. How could you keep it away from me?" "I... I couldn't. I wanted to, believe me, I did. I just didn't want you to view me in another light and I didn’t want Angelina to keep reliving that period in her life. I thought I was doing the right thing by keeping it hidden. But now… now I see how wrong I was, how much it has hurt you, and how much pain it has caused everyone.” He broke down. Tears streamed down his face and he buried his face in his hands. “I swear to you, Angel, I had no idea she
As they entered the living room, Rosie looked up and immediately froze. Her eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Angie standing there. She stood up, her gaze darting from Angie to Annie, trying to make sense of the situation."I'm sorry," Annie began, sensing her sister’s unease. “But she... really wanted to speak to you. She said it was important. I couldn't turn her away.” She explained.Before Rosie could respond, Angie stepped forward and without hesitation, she knelt in before her and began to speak in a trembling voice.“Roseline..." She whispered. "I’m so sorry, I know what my mother did to your family was unforgivable. You have the right to be angry, to be mad at my family. We caused you so much pain." She sobbed. "I wish I could change the past, take it all back, I honestly do. But Rose... I can't." She wailed. "And that hurts me so much. Please, I'm here... I'm kneeling before you, I'm begging for forgiveness. Please...” Her voice broke as the tears overtook her. She sho
Rosie hesitated for a moment before slipping her finger under the flap and pulling out the contents. Her eyes widened with curiosity as she saw a stack of neatly typed pages. As she began to read through them, her breath caught, shock, surprise registered on her face immediately. The papers were house ownership documents for the lake house Gregory rented for her birthday celebration. The same lake house they were in, when he had asked her to marry him. But what shocked her the most was that her name was listed as the new owner of the property. With trembling hands, she looked up at Gregory, unable to believe what the document was implying. “Greg, what… What is this? You bought the house?” Gregory shrugged casually, as if it were no big deal. “You said you liked the house, so I decided to buy it for you,” he explained. “I realized I hadn’t actually gotten you a proper birthday present yet, so… this is my birthday present,
Mrs. Dee quickly disappeared down the hallway, leaving Rosie to soak in the comforting familiarity of the space.Moments later, Gregory appeared at the hallway entrance, surprise and delightful joy spread across his face. He looked at Rosie, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, relishing in the joy of her visit. Then, with a few quick strides, he crossed the room and pulled her into a tight bear hug, lifting her off the ground slightly. Rosie giggled cutely as she spun her slightly.“I can’t believe you’re here,” he murmured into her hair before pulling back just enough to capture her lips in a deep kiss.Mrs. Dee, who had been watching from the hallway, glowed with joy and she did a little happy dance. Sensing that it was time to give them some privacy, she quietly slipped away, leaving the couple to themselves.The kiss between them started slow, as they locked their lips, but then, it gently escalated into something more passionate, demandin
Owen laughed, letting out a harsh, unremorseful sound. “Always acting like the useless clueless saint, always." He spat out. "You had it coming, though. Do you think you can just toss me aside, mess up my career, join a rival firm, cart away most of my clients, and everything will be fine? You deserve everything that happened to you, do you fuckin hear me?” He banged his hands on the table between them and became immediately calm when the policemen in the room rushed at him.Hearing his painful, venomous words, Rosie lost every hope she had of hearing or seeing him sound or act remorseful. It dawned on her that he didn't regret any of the things he did. Unshed tears burned her eyes, but she refused to let him see her cry. “You’re a bitter, selfish, and wicked man,” she spat at him, her voice very steady and clear. “I hope you rot in hell for what you did.” Owen started laughing mockingly, still seated, held down by the police. Without waiting for a response, Rosie turn
As soon as Gregory and Angie left, Rosie turned to her mother, "Well?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.Evelyn took a seat, looking at her warmly. "I always want your happiness, Baby," she began. "Gregory is a good man, he's proven that. And he loves you. It's also very clear that he makes you happy as well. You two would make a good couple. I've gotten past the bad blood between us, and you should do the same."Annie chimed in, "I think someone is going to get back her engagement ring pretty soon because you don't even have a choice. Not with how smitten you look.""You think?" Rosie blushed."I know," Annie replied.Rosie took a deep breath, then confessed, "You are right. I love Gregory Johnson so much that I don't think I could survive perfectly without him. I love the way he loves me."Everyone in the room smiled, feeling the warmth and love shared between them. They all came together for a family hug, embracing the second chance at happiness
A few days after being rescued from her kidnappers, Gregory and his daughter, Angelina brought Rosie home from the hospital, where she spent several days in recovery. Annie let them into the living room and went to inform her mother of their arrival. Evelyn, who was busy in the kitchen, making dinner, hurried out to the living room to welcome her daughter home.Pulling Rosie in a hug, all smiles, she held her a little longer. Annie offered Gregory and his daughter a seat and they settled into two of the empty sofas in the room."Thank you so much," Evelyn said to Gregory when she finally released Rosie. "Thank you for everything." She added."You know I'll do even more," he replied with a smile. Then he turned to Rosie, who was now settling in her seat. "I thought about taking her home to care for her myself, but I figured it was best to bring you home to family first."Annie smiled warmly. "Thanks for being so thoughtful," she said sarcastically. Everyone laug
Disguised as farmers, local traders and fishermen, the police infiltrated the community close to the location where Rosie had been held hostage the night before. Kick-starting an undercover mission.The next morning, their rescue mission commenced. Dressed in rags, a couple of police officers scaled the poorly built fence surrounding the isolated building and quietly entered the compound with cautious and well-calculated movements.As they combed through the house, they found no one else inside. Exposing their trousers, two out of the officers present pulled out their guns with silencers already in place. They followed the signal from Rosie's wristwatch, and it led them to a room with two packed boxes and a mask. A purse was emptied on the bed, and its contents exposed some cash, two debit cards and Rosie's wristwatch. But, there was no sign of Rosie. Their eyes quickly fell on a door at the end of the corridor. Weapons pointed at the door; they approached it
As soon as he ended the call, Gregory put his Bank account officer on speed dial. Without waiting for confirmation, he just knew that the location would lead him to Rosie's kidnappers.So there was no time for sentiments. He needs to start getting things ready, and that would start from his bank. Once his account officer picked up, Gregory barked into the phone. “Damon." He called, "I need $350,000 arranged immediately,” he barked, his voice leaving no room for negotiation. He had already decided it's either try the option of giving the abductors their request and hoping that Rosie would be released to him, safe or involve some of his trusted friends in the force and have them ensure Rosie's safety while he went ahead to give in to the abductors request.Damon agreed, “That can be arranged, sir." He said. "But, I’ll need you to come to the Bank in person. There are certain procedures involved that would require your signature.” He insisted.Gregory’s frustratio
He immediately turned and hurried out of the room with his mind still making several calculations on the next few steps to take. He had to save Rosie, no matter what it took. And in this case, all they want is money, which he has and is willing to offer. However, he wasn't certain about her life. If he were to provide the needed money, would she live, or would she still end up dead? That was a question he had no answer to.As the call to Gregory ended, the scar-faced guy left the room, murmuring inaudibly. Then, the masked one, among her abductors, entered the room.His mask concealed his face completely, leaving only little holes for his eyes, nose, mouth and ears. And when he asked her a question, "Are you hungry?" There was something about his voice that sent chills down her spine. It was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. She swallowed hard, trying to convince herself that it was just her mind playing tricks on her. But the more she thought ab
"If the location shows the wristwatch is here, or at the apartment she shares with her flatmate, then we'll be sure that she didn’t go out with it. But if it points to somewhere else… then we might have to check the location out." Gregory replied. The room fell into absolute silence. They were all on edge, silently praying and hoping that the wristwatch’s location would give them a clue to Rosie's current location. Evelyn, who had been quiet for most of the time, spoke again. “She has to be okay...” her voice trembled. Gregory nodded, forcing a positive smile, but the fear in his eyes betrayed his attempt to push a positive message. They were all thinking the same thing, even if they didn’t say it out loud. Everybody knew without being told that something was terribly wrong. As they waited for the tracking information, Annie and Gregory continued trying Rosie's number, while Evelyn, who was terrified to her bones, sat down and started whisper