**Darlington's POV**I quickly left the house with Samara, getting into my car to drive to the hospital."Has Jenna sent you the current location of the hospital?" I asked Samara."Yes, but do you think it’s right to leave only Amara at home? You both just got married, and you can’t leave her alone," Samara responded as I drove toward the hospital where Jenna's father was admitted."I know. I can't turn a blind eye to Jenna's family. Jenna and I may have our differences, but Bruce was my friend, and we're talking about his dad here," I told Samara, who sighed, understanding the predicament we were facing.Evening had already fallen, and I maneuvered my car to arrive at the hospital where Mr. Colton was being treated. As I pulled into the hospital parking lot, I said to Samara, "Why not call Jenna to find out where she is and let her know we've arrived?"I turned off the car and got out while Samara called Jenna to inform her of our arrival.Jenna soon emerged from the hospital. She wo
**Darlington's POV**As I entered the living room, it was already 10 PM when Samara and I returned. I told her to set up dinner while I went upstairs to my room to check on Amara. We hadn't eaten since we arrived from the village, and yet, I had to rush over to the hospital to see Jenna and her brother, Bruce. I was supposed to cut them off and focus on my wife alone, but I felt guilty and had to check up on them. Sighing, I approached the door, unlocked it, and went into the room.The room light was off as Amara was sound asleep on the bed. I approached the bed and carefully woke her up."Darling, you're back?" Amara asked as she lay on the bed, covered under a duvet."Yes, I'm back. You should wake up to get something to eat."Amara yawned and stretched, then she looked at me just as the light turned on. "What did Jenna and her family say? Did you see them?" she asked, and I didn't want to lie to her."Jenna looked sick, and it worried me seeing her in that state. She has slimmed do
Amara Nicholas:I overheard Darlington's conversation with someone on the phone, but as the good wife that I am, I decided not to bother myself with it and went into the bathroom to ease myself. When I stepped out, I went to the bedroom to join Darlington. Since we had just returned from the village, I didn't want to argue with Darlington. I'm in love with him, so that means I must trust him to make our marriage work.As I lay on the bed beside Darlington, he wrapped his arms around me, cuddling me. I knew he was finding it hard to sleep and feeling guilty, but I didn't want to discuss his ex with him. I believed he would find the time to explain to her that he was officially married to me and not just through our parents' arrangements, and that she would move on.Slowly, I succumbed to sleep, and the next morning, I awoke to the smell of breakfast."Good morning, sweetheart," I said to Darlington as I rose from the bed and looked at him. He had a tray of breakfast for me—noodles and
Amara Nicholas,"Hello, Mom," I said as I answered my mother's phone call."Amara, how are you doing? I called to check on you and your husband. How about Darlington?" My mother asked."He's gone to work," I replied."Okay, how about my grandchild? I hope he's kicking fine," Mom said."Yes Mom, my baby and I are fine," I assured her, and she gave me a brief update on how everyone was doing."Do take care of yourself, okay? And remember to register at the hospital for your pregnancy care," Mom advised me, and I replied, "Okay.""Sup, Esther," I spoke to my friend just as my call with my mother ended."Hello, Amara, how are you doing?" Esther inquired."I'm fine. I came back to the city yesterday," I told her."Wow, that means we can catch up then. When will you be free?" she asked, and I knew Esther was feeling bad about being kept in the dark regarding my marriage."Esther, I cannot hang out now. Unless you want to come and visit me. I'm at my husband's house," I said, and I could hea
Amara Nicholas,I was nervous as I hadn't expected to come across Bruce. I should have told Samara for us to check another hospital and not come here.I felt like the ground would open and swallow me up upon seeing how Bruce looked at me like I was a betrayer. I knew he had asked me about my relationship with Darlington, but I lied to him, saying we were just family friends and not married.Anyway, I stared downward, not wanting to greet Bruce as I wanted to hurry up with my hospital registration. However, as Samara and I attempted to walk past him, Bruce spoke, "I cannot believe my eyes. You're already pregnant for Darlington. When?""Um, excuse us, Bruce. We are not here for your questions and answers," Samara quickly replied before I got a chance to respond. She said, "Come, Amara, let's go in."Bruce stood there motionless, looking at me as Samara and I went into the hospital together. I felt really guilty upon seeing the betrayed look on Bruce's face, as he was nice to me when I
Darlington's POV:It was lunch break in my office, yet my phone kept buzzing with numerous calls from Jenna. I picked up my phone, contemplating blocking her number as I remembered how sad Amara looked when I told her that I would be going to the hospital again to check on Jenna.Jenna looked unwell, and a part of me wanted to comfort her, but I didn't want to stir up the old feelings that had long been buried.I ignored her calls, wondering why she would be calling me when I had a lot of work to do in my office due to my absence over the past week.I ordered Mrs. Sarah to get me lunch since I didn’t have the time to leave my office. My dad phoned me and told me that Mr. Matthew wanted to give me a part of his company as a gift for my marriage to Amara. The company would be in my wife's name, but I would be managing it on Amara's behalf.I knew my dad and Mr. Matthew were friends, close like brothers, and I could hear the happiness in his voice when he told me that Mr. Matthew wanted
Darlington's POV:"What's wrong, babe?" I asked Amara as I entered our shared bedroom. She didn't reply and instead walked back to the bed to lie down. She wore a long white nightdress and laid on her side, ignoring me and not welcoming me.I frowned, looking from my wife to my briefcase in my hands and the gift I had bought for her.It crossed my mind that she was sad, thinking I went to spend precious time with Jenna when I had been working hard in my office, sitting for hours in my executive chair and focusing on some projects. I would have felt more guilty if I had actually gone to see Jenna, especially since I had switched off my phone after I told her I wouldn’t be able to meet her."Babe," I called Amara's attention as I carefully dropped my briefcase on the couch in our cozy bedroom. I walked over to the bed covered with a white mattress to meet Amara."Babe," I said, sitting on the bed beside her, but she turned to the other side to look away from me, not wanting to speak.I
Jenna's POV:I was still in the hospital, awaiting discharge. Although my father's health had improved and he had been moved from the intensive care unit after waking up, he suffered from a stroke that impaired his left hand and left leg. The doctor informed us that, with time, my father would improve as the stroke didn't affect his vocal cords.I was saddened by this fact as I waited for Darlington, who had promised to show up. However, he didn't. I called his phone several times, but it was switched off.As it got late, I was free to move around my hospital ward. The doctor had treated me after I fainted, so I was no longer confined to the bed. I called Darlington again, knowing he would have closed from his office as it was already past 6 PM. However, Darlington phoned me and told me that he didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore and that he was now dedicated to his wife, Amara.I couldn't believe what Darlington was saying. I knew he was now officially married to Amara