Chapter 35Collin’s POV.I felt a slight wave of satisfaction washed over me. Lorenzo impressed me quite well with his response to Emerald’s questions. I noticed she wasn’t really comfortable when she first saw him. I could see how she stole several glances at him, as though she were trying to point out one of two things. She was a little curious to know about Lorenzo because she kept asking so many questions about him and our past. I’m still curious if she’s satisfied with each of our responses. I’m glad and amazed by Lorenzo’s intervention for satisfying her curiosity with some lies. If he hadn’t, she would have sensed something was amiss and her suspicions about us would have grown.Just one last question from her, and Lorenzo is unsure how to respond.Why is she bringing Cecile into our conversation? Why does she want to know if he’s friends with her?“Do you know who she is?” Emerald asked, her eyes glinting with interest as she stared at Lorenzo, who was now hesitant to give a
Emily’s POVWe had a pleasant flight back to the United States. Despite my satisfaction at seeing Lorenzo at last, I was still a little restless and interested in learning more about him.. I can’t tell why I find this mysterious aura surrounding him. And as for Collin, I could sense how uneasy he was whenever Lorenzo responded to some of my questions. This has led me to two conclusions–Do more investigations about Collin, Lorenzo and his friends and Speak to Collin about everything that is bothering me.Collin clasped his hands on mine after we alighted from the plane. I forced a smile on my face after locking eyes with him. He tore his gaze from mine as he took it to his wristwatch. Bringing his wrist to his face, he wore a frown on his face as he checked the time.With concern on my face, I wrapped my arms around him and asked, “What’s wrong, Collin? Don’t you think we should board a cab right now?”We strolled away from the terminal to the airport, our gaze sweeping at every face
Emily's POVI've been completely immersed in the affairs of the company since my return to the States. Even with my busy schedules, I've always created time for special activities and moments with my son, Carl. Business is going smoothly. I've got a lot of requests for partnerships from various top jewel companies. I've got new offers for a project collaboration with various jewelers and designers. I've been invited to give a speech at the famous Craig's TV show and I've even won three awards recently.Sales in my company have skyrocketed and we've achieved a new feat— earning the highest revenue this month.A smile bloomed on my face as I walked down the hall that Monday morning. My gaze swept across the workers who were busy with making various jewels. A feeling of satisfaction washed over me at the thought of the company's progress since I took over as the CEO.“Good morning, ma'am,” Jade greeted me with a bow as she approached me. She was in a black pantsuit, looking all dashin
Collin's POVThe message Emily showed me left me in a panic state. I've been worried and curious to know who threatened her and even if I'm to begin an investigation, I'm sure it'll lead to someone I'm acquainted with. There is just one person I suspect to be jealous of our relationship. There is just one person I'm certain is capable of sending such disturbing message. I reclined on my office chair, my mind swirling with lots of unanswered questions. My thoughts were trapped in an endless loop of anger, rage, and disbelief. The office felt silent for a long moment as I reflected on the message, with only the ticking sound of the wall clock piercing the silence.I've comforted Emily by assuring her of tracking the person behind the message. I didn't need to track anything because I already know who is behind it. “Sir,” a voice pierced the silence, shattering my thoughts. Like the pieces of a puzzle, my eyes locked with the stunning lady standing in front of me in a pristine smart su
Collin’s POVCecile sashayed towards me. A smirk tugged at her lips as she stared at my slightly angry face. I glanced over at her alluring visage, and each touch she gave me sent an electrifying feeling within me. Her eyes beamed, and she slipped her arms around my waist with a casual intimacy that made my stomach twist. I could feel the hairs on my skin rise, but I stood still and tried hard to stay calm, not wanting to give in or fall into that temptation.She knows my weakness. She’s aware that her touches drive me crazy. Her charms, love lines, and feathery touches were always attempts to win me over. And she knows how I often come running to her whenever I need to be satisfied.But not anymore…. I can’t keep doing this with her and I won’t fall for any of her charms.Retracing a step, I yanked her hand off me with a gentle force.Her eyes went wide as she stared at me in disbelief.“I need you to answer my question, Cecile,” I spat, my face shifting into that of a serious demean
Emily’s POVDiverse interior designs adorned the vast grand company hall, with shimmering fairy lights placed in each corner. The vaulted ceiling featured elegant golden chandeliers that cast a cool glow.I took a few deep breaths as Jade led me into the hall. Since my dad had requested that we have lunch, I halted all of my busy activities just to have this wonderful moment with him.“You look beautiful, ma’am,” jade complimented me as we strolled into the hall together. The intricate details of the decor stared at me and I felt welcomed by the grandeur that surrounded me.The company usually hosts most functions and parties in the grand hall. “Thanks,” I said to Jade, a warm smile gracing my features.Two guards opened the double doors, and I walked in as confidently as possible.I clutched my pause tightly as I flew my gaze around the hall in search of my father.“There he is, ma’am,” Jade whispered as she showed me the other section of the hall where he was.I saw three servers i
Author's POVIt's been four weeks since Logan and Vivian celebrated their wedding. Vivian once again accused him of having feelings for Emily. They got into a brawl and this got Logan upset. He goes to work and returns very late at night. He acts indifferent by spending less time with her, comes home late and as usual never picks her calls.One fateful day, Vivian swiped Logan's credit card for the upteenth time at the nearest mall and got herself a fifty thousand dollar bag.She spent another fifty thousand dollars at a jewel store, getting herself one of the most expensive jewels there.She gleamed with joy, her eyes hinting with delight as she stared at the glimmering classy ring on her finger.“I love this!” She exclaimed as she gave it a gentle stroke.The next one hundred thousand dollars, she spent them on various designer dresses at a boutique. She bought the latest designs in town, not minding the handsome price attached to it.Just then, she thought of her fashion hous
Author’s POV After spending some time watching movies alone, Vivian finally got bored.She stood up and stretched her arms, her mouth widening as she yawned.“Do you need anything, ma’am?” The maid who had been standing beside her finally asked.“No,” Vivian replied, her eyes wandering around till it landed on the wall clock.She sighed and turned to face the maid. “Have my cat eaten?” “Yes ma’am. She has had her meal and she’s asleep now,”Vivian had a slight fever, and she feigned being terribly ill so that Logan could come home. She stays at home throughout, taking care of her cats and her skin.“Since she’s asleep. I want to step out for a little while,” Vivian said to the maid as she grabbed her white bag on the sofa.“Urm. Where are you headed to, ma’am? I’m only asking Incase Sir Logan returns and he doesn’t see you here.”“Don’t worry. I’m only going to the hospital. I think I need to get some tests done,”Vivian pulled the maid’s cheek playfully before calling for the driv
Emily's POVAfter a few weeks of being comatose, Logan finally woke up to my surprise. My stomach fluttered, a rush of excitement on my face. The doctor had predicted that his injuries were fatal and it might be impossible for him to survive. I felt so overwhelmed with joy at the great news of Logan's recovery “This is a miracle!” Mr. Michealson, Logan's father, exclaimed, his face etched with relief as he walked into the ward. Mrs. Michelson wiped her tears with the pad of her thumb, her steps faltering as she walked into Logan's ward Her eyes went wide with shock, tears streaming down her cheeks. I'm so happy I could stop her from committing suicide. I've always known that Logan would survive since he had promised to be with me and Carl forever..“Is Logan alive?” She asked, her face etched with disbelief.“Yes, mom. He has recovered. He's not dead. I told you he wasn't dead. He was only comatose,” I explained to her as I held her hands. Logan sat upright on the bed, his lips c
Emily's POV “Help us! Somebody help!” I screamed aloud for anyone who cared enough to listen so they would help in saving my husband.I tore a part of my dress and used it on his wound to place pressure on the injured area in order to stop the flow.“Please, help us!” I pleaded, tears in my eyes.“I'll…. I'll…I'll be fine.” Logan struggled to say to me in a stutter.“No, you are not fine.” I cried, trying to help him in any way I could before better help could come. If I had my way, I would have driven him off to the hospital but, I was in no right state of mind to drive a car now and he could not do the same in his injured state.Soon, Logan passed out and some onlookers dropped by to see what was happening.“Help me! my…my husband has been shot.” “Call the cops,” someone suggested.“Whoever fired the shot should still be around here somehow.” Another person said.“Please, let's call 911!” someone else said and all the while when they were talking and taking steps in helping us fro
Emily's POVEight Months Later…If I was told that things were going to turn out this way in the end, I'd argue that it was a lie and whoever told me was only trying to say that as a means to get me to feel better.But, I guess, there's always a moment of joy after the long nights of suffering too. Everything was gradually getting better and it looked like life was beginning to take a great form after all.Although my son, Carl was currently in the hospital undergoing some medical care and procedure at the moment to help with his transplant, I couldn't help but feel thankful that he has a great chance at surviving the turbulence.“Which one do you think will fit the baby perfectly out of these?” Logan asked me as he picked up a very cute baby outfit. He lifted the clothes in front of me so I could pick from the alternatives he had selected.“This one.” I said, pointing to a white little top that had caught my attention.“I think we can just pick both.” Logan suggested, his eyes access
Chapter….Author's POV “There are so much demand for the new ammunition coming in tomorrow evening. That will be sorted by you, Black.” “You have to make sure everything turn out well when you guys go to get them.” The deep croaky voice of the mafia's grouphead resounded in the room while he addressed the members of the secret organization.“We have to ensure that nobody comes close to our group. The other rival gangs will get too cocky if they notice us slacking. This isn't time to slow down guys, we have to step up and show that we own this arena–”Collin's dark eyes wandered lazily around the dimly lit room, his mind in a faraway place as he sat on the seat at a corner in the room.The mafia members' discussion about the upcoming ammunition that had been imported secretly into the country and the inherent sneer from jealous rival gangs faded into the background while he thought of his newest worry.He couldn't be bothered about anything more except the news he'd gotten from Vivi
"Can I see you both for a few minutes?" The doctor's words came out firm and serious. Emily and Logan exchange glances before taking a deep breath.Emily and Logan walked out of the ward with the doctor. Emily's chest heaved, her heart pounding harder. Anxiety lingered in the air."Doctor, how's Carl's health?" Logan asked first, while Emily stood there looking at one way."While his immune system is still stable, we have to explore several options for a bone marrow transplant. Since neither of you is a match, having a child together could potentially save his life.” The doctor said, staring at them sympathetically.“I understand this is personal but do know that I'll always be here to support you. If you need anything, please let me know. And if you're willing to consider this option, then we can discuss the details further. I'll be taking my leave now,”.The doctor's words hang heavily in the air even after he left.[ Present day]The hospital room was filled with tension, the only
Collin’s chest heaved as he stared at his phone's screen, his hands clenched into tight fists as if he was about to go into a fight. The news played on repeat, Logan and Emily were seen together again, smiling like the latest couples in town. The sight of them chuckling and spending quality time together burned through him like a fire blaze on top of his head."Unbelievable!" he roared, flipping the coffee table in front of him. "After everything I did, after everything I said, she still went back to him?"Vivian, standing in the corner, let out a quiet chuckle. She had been watching him the entire time, enjoying the spectacle of his rage and unhappiness. Unlike him, she wasn’t blinded by anger, she saw an opportunity to do what has always been within her."Throwing objects won’t change the fact that she's back in Logan's arms," she said, walking slowly to Collins.Collin looked around, eyes flashing with anger. "Shut up, Vivian!"She smirked. "Why should I? I warned you, didn't I? Em
Logan's POV “If you're not ready for another baby, I guess we can explore several options. Just know that I'll always be here to support you in whatever decision you choose,” I said comfortingly as I placed my hands on top of hers.Emily nodded as she alighted from the car. Together, we walked into the apartment to check on Carl. As we got in, the maids greeted us with a welcoming smile.Emily cast a bored glance around. I could tell that she was completely stressed and overwhelmed because of Carl's condition.“What of Carl?” She asked the chubby maid who was standing at the doorway.“He’s awake. He woke up just recently. He's been asking about you and his father.” “Okay. Thanks for informing me,” she mumbled, tearing her gaze from her.We walked past several rooms until we got to Carl’s room. He sprawled on the bed, holding his toy train and dinosaurs in his hand..His face lit as soon as he saw us walk in “Dad!” He jumped down from his bed and sprinted towards us. Brenda, his nan
Logan’s POV I boarded a flight back to New York not long after Emily's call. Restlessness gnawed at my chest, my mind racing with several thoughts. I was enveloped by the hum of activities at the terminal. I scurried around, grabbing my luggage behind me. Finally, I was onboard. A wave of relief washed over me but I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was definitely wrong.I stared at my phone as I dialed Emily's number but she wasn't picking.“Emily, please pick up. Pick up..” I whispered, shoving my fingers into my hair with a line of worry on my forehead.I tried to reach her once again but It didn't go through. I sighed in exhaustion as I reclined on my chair.“Whatever it is, I hope it's not bad.” I mumbled, dragging my lower lip with my teeth.The air hostess gave an announcement and meals were served afterwards. I didn't touch my meal; my appetite was gone. All I needed at the moment was to be with Emily and Carl. I shut my eyes, inwardly hoping everything is fine.
Emily's POV The doctor's words resounded in my ears and I just couldn't believe it. I froze for a moment. it felt as if time had come to a standstill. “Can you tell me more about this SCID?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. The doctor's voice was gentle as he added, “It's a rare genetic disorder that affects the immune system.” I listened intently, my brows knitting. He cleared his throat and continued, “It is caused by mutations in genes which play crucial roles in development and functions of the immune system.” My eyes narrowed as I struggled to process his words “So, are you trying to say that we passed it down to him?” His lips conformed into a thin line. He nodded and also added, “While it can be inherited from parents who are carriers of mutated genes, it can also be caused by spontaneous mutations during fetal development. The latter I believe is what caused It.” A deep sigh escaped my lips. I paused for a moment, trying to pull myself together. "What