Sheila becomes shut immediately, her eyes widely open. She swallows hard, trying to laugh it off, " Faking power? You can't do anything!" " Well, Wait for a few seconds!" It hasn't even taken a second before the door open, revealing the director of the Hospital and Damien standing there with coldest expression that a person can ever see. Damien hurriedly wheels himself towards Carol who is trying to keep standing. ** Sit down! Everything is under control!** His expression turns soft one. She nods, watching her husband's expression changes into a coldest one. She flinches for real, because she never saw that expression before. " No question asked. I want both of them out of the hospital if you want me to keep sponsoring your hospital, Uncle!" Director Ferber shakes his head with quite disappointment, " Don't say that, Damien! It's our fault that we couldn't give you the best service here. We are doctor with oath of giving our best to our patients. Even if you weren't
How she feels about it. She wakes up, welcomed by a dazzling beautiful day, she is greeted by the kindest and hot young men in the house, a calm and peaceful morning, a Man who always waits for her in the dining room, while working with his best friend, a warm smile although most of the time she notices his cold expression to everyone else. She finds it funny. His expression lifts into the warmest when he looks at her. But when he looks at others, his expression is the coldest. But she has gotten used to it. Within a few days, she can draw a line of their relationship - Friends? Close friends? Probably, or more than it is. The beautiful silver moonlight bathes the world in its glow. She steps onto the balcony, fresh from the shower, her damp hair clinging to her shoulders. Frowning slightly, she leans over the railing. Beneath the dazzling light of the moon, a certain someone is indulging in the pool’s cool water. Damien reclines at the edge of the pool, savoring a glass o
Once she thought, maybe, just maybe there was a chance to be reborn, she would want to be with some people who genuinely love her. Maybe in another universe, she will extend her arms to ask for help and someone will help her without making her guilty. She doesn't know how God controls a person's life and fate. But sitting here, right next to the Man who suddenly popped up in her life, telling her that he was concerned about her if knowing the truth, she became overwhelmed and stressed. Why does someone like him, who has been there for her, who didn't ask anything from her, who didn't even reschedule to meet his parents even though it was her first task as his wife because he didn't want her to face their wrath now keeps worrying about it? She doesn't know why... ** I have moved on!** She signs, ** Troy is nothing but a dark past that I want to remove from my life entirely! So you didn't have to do anything. But - Is Grace involved with this?** She asks since Damien hasn't m
Working hard on the dream to make it happen, dealing with thousands of nights, empty stomachs, thousands of strokes, revisions, readjust, tears, pain has never been easy to deal with. Some people are talented, have creative minds, have a strong focus and concentration, some people are lucky, have good imagination and excellent skills to achieve their dreams. But some people who keep staring at the blank white sheet, tears flowing, questioning themselves - Why? Why can't I do something better? Why can't I think of something beautiful? Why can't I be like others? Each question is like stabs to their own hearts. They keep working hard, they keep working more than twice that an average person does. Yet, at the end of the day, they know - It doesn't matter. Grace has been keeping herself shut since that day the cops called her for interrogations. Damien was supportive enough to let her have her own explanation. She was scared, she was terrified of everything. She shouldn't hav
Four of them lie down on the floor, covered with paints, filled with laughter and heavy breath. It was fun, the best moment after all the things that have happened between them. ** So-!** Eunice raises her hands, getting everyone's attention, ** Gracie!!! You should have directly come to us where things happened , you know?** She turns, glancing at Grace who takes a deep breath. ** I was scared!** She says, her voice trembling. ** Idiot!!! We are friends - No, We are family! You should come to us without any hesitation. Good or bad, you are ours!** Sarah pinches her cheeks, making Grace laugh. ** I apologize! I didn't think that I should share my problems with you. You all have been holding so much for yourself!** Grace says, hugging Carol. Carol pats her head, looking at Katie who is busy with making circles on the floor, ** Don't you think that we should just move on? Those bastards will be in jail.** Carol adds, trying to change the depressing subject. ** That's true!** Ka
Carol's friends see her off since she has to drive to another city. Eunice grabs her helmet before looking at her girls who are enjoying the time, " We shouldn't have mentioned how fast their relationship is improving. Maybe Damien wants to accept her as a real wife. You don't have any idea how much he was worried about her!" Everyone remains silent. Deep down they know that they shouldn't have mentioned it before Carol who looked happy and beaming. At least she doesn't have any depression thanks to this sudden marriage. " That's true. Let's see what happens. Carol is strongest amongst us. She will be able to handle her own business!" " That's right. But Should we apologize?" Grace asks feeling concerned. " No!" Eunice puts the helmet on. " She will think we were serious about it!" ________ Carol arrives at home at 5 pm. Throughout the day, she didn't get message from Damien and she quite forgot to let him know by herself that she is returning. Sometimes the thought of
Damien clenches his fist, his gaze burning into Jay, who stands before him with his head bowed. “Lucy did this?” “Yes, Master.” “And when,” Damien growls, his voice dangerously low, “did I give her the audacity to do whatever the hell she wants in my house?” The room falls into stunned silence. Even the butler, who has served Damien for years, shifts uneasily. Damien has always treated Lucy like a sister, granting her every wish without hesitation. But now, seeing the cold fury simmering in his expression, everyone stands frozen, unsure how to react. “Bring her here,” Damien commands, his voice sharp and final. Everyone exchanges anxious glances, realizing the situation has spiraled out of their control. They thought the issue could be fixed before it escalated, but Carol’s return—and Damien’s unexpected involvement—has shattered that hope. After a few hesitant looks, the group turns to the butler for guidance. He is Damien’s most trusted right hand, and they cling to
Alex walks downstairs with a gloomy and cold expression, giving away the fuming rage he is feeling. Jay and others hurry to approach him. Their stretched out face twitches more with tension when Alex takes a glance at Carol and Damien. " What happened? Did she really take it? She didn't right? We know Lucy. She will never do something disgusting like this!" Everyone agrees with Jay who looks desperate to clear her name. However, Alex's dark expression has given away the truth that they're scared of. " She did?" Jay mumbles, forming his fingers into a clench. Lucy has been the apple of everyone's eyes. Since they've been together, living under the same roof as family, Lucy is an inseparable part of this family. They know each other well, so this doesn't make any sense. They were shocked when she started going crazy and destroying things. But they couldn't do anything because it felt so bad for her to see her distress. " Maybe - Maybe she... She just -!" " She stole it. N