It was a new thing for James to see a young lady who paid no attention to her appearance just to make a child stop crying. He was really impressed.
Out of many people in the airport, why did she run into James? Donna felt a piercing pain in her heart, seeing the little girl in James’s arms. This woke up Donna from her dream. She and James were impossible, he has his own family. She should forget him. A product of a broken family herself, she didn’t want to be a homewrecker.
To ward off the awkwardness, Donna said, “You have a cute daughter.”
“Thanks!” James replied with a smile. Should this smile had been given to her before, Donna would be very happy. The fact that he was already married, Donna felt like his smile was a
Uneasiness filled James' chest while looking at Donna’s figure getting further and further as she took steps forward. Involuntary, he took steps towards the woman walking away. Before he could stop his impulse, he found himself already walking side by side with her. “Miss, what’s your name?” Abruptly, Donna stopped walking but Hunter did not stop. Donna didn’t want him to get loose again and had tied the leash around her hand. Hunter was a huge Tibetan Mastiff, when he didn’t stop and kept walking, Donna’s hand was pulled and lost her balance. James quickly reached out to stop the fall but Hunter, who was uncharacteristically naughty at that time, ran. This caused Donna’s arm to be tugged forcefully sending both her and James onto the ground. Accidentally, Donna’s lips settled on James’ neck as she laid on top of him. The amount of heat coursing through her face was enough to turn Donna’s face crimson red. Sensing that he could no longer move. Hunter stopped and looked back.
A man helping tuck a woman’s hair behind her ear was a sign he had some sort of feeling for her. Confident that she was able to bewitch James, she relaxed even when she caught James stealing glances at the woman on the other table.Not until the time James drove her home. Nelly was about to leave a kiss on James' cheek when he avoided it.“You are an excellent woman and I, on the other hand, is a single father. You deserve a better man.”Standing face to face with the man who had put an end to her expectation last night, Nelly couldn’t help but feel resentful with the woman beside him. The woman’s small hand was wrapped in James’ big hand.Donna shuddered a
Looking down, Donna’s worried look arrested his eyes. He bent down to kiss her forehead, attempting to allay her anxiety.“Grandma, I’m sorry, I can’t do as you said.” He listened to her and he lost Kirsten to Matthew. That was enough. He would fight for Donna.“James Lincoln! Have you grown bones to defy my order?” The old woman roared, feeling his eardrum was pierced by the screeching sound, James drew away the phone from his ear and ended the call.Sensing the uneasiness of his woman, he pulled her closer in his embrace. He wouldn’t let her suffer grievance for a second. “She can’t dictate my life. I won’t let you go.”
Flora’s beautiful eyes narrowed and retorted without regard to Kirsten. “I was hired by your husband.”She was implying that Kirsten had no power to fire her. Waiting for Matthew to defend her, she held her peace, but the man beside her remained silent.Pain took hold of her heart that Matthew did not speak and stand up for her. Despite it, Kirsten didn’t lose her composure and said with a calm voice. “My husband and I are one.”The indifference of Matthew boosted Flora’s confidence to snicker, Matthew was completely angered by her insolence. He had been observing Kirsten as she watched the nurse like a hawk. Keeping his mouth shut didn’t mean he wanted an insignificant person to demean his wife, he just wante
At eleven in the morning, Matthew was back in the interrogation room, through the spy mirror, he watched his father being questioned by an officer. He could not deny the allegation that he was an accomplice of Victoria as she had handed over all evidence that he took part in the crime. “I know another crime,” Gordon knew that he had no chance to get out of this but he wasn’t willing to let Matthew and Kirsten have it easy. He heard that Kirsten forgave Lucille and had a great relationship with her. This would make Kirsten and Matthew suffer. He confessed about the kidnapping that happened years ago and that Lucille was the mastermind of the crime. Matthew’s knuckles made a cracking so
Caught between a rock and a hard place, Kirsten massaged her temple. She didn’t want to disappoint her half sister but her mom needed her too. What should she do? “Where are you now?” Kirsten asked and let out a sigh. Discussing such a crucial thing with her sister over the phone felt not right for her. She decided to talk to her in person. “Just disembarked from the plane,” Sherry answered, sighing. “I will head to the police and see Gustaff.” “Come and see me after you speak with Gustaff.” Fatigue laced Kirsten’s voice as she spoke but Sherry did not notice it because she was preoccupied with Gustaff’s matter. “Alright, I’ll see you then,” Sherry said and slid the end call button. Without being asked, Matthew drew Kirsten to him and had her prop her body on his hard chest and surrounded her in his arms. “Take a nap. I will wake you up when we’re home,” Matthew whispered in her ear and pressed his lips on her temple. “Mm,” humming, she shut her eyes though she had no plan on ta
Before the sun set, Matthew’s car stopped at the courtyard. He was held up and didn’t manage to come home as planned because of some company matters. Upon informing her that he can’t keep her company, though Kirsten didn’t make it difficult for him, he heard the disappointment in her tone. Eager to see Kirsten, Matthew opened the car door, not wasting a moment. With large steps, he walked to the mansion. Gemma had just come out of the study at the time Matthew arrived at the door of the study. “How is she?” Matthew asked quietly. “She hadn’t stopped working since after she took a stroll after lunch,” Gemma informed him, Matthew nodded, holding the door handle, with a click he pushed the door. Absorbed in her work, Kirsten didn’t hear the clicking sound and kept her eyes trained on the screen of her MacBook. From where he stood, he could see her side profile. Silently he watched her with a smile hovering his lips. Matthew cleared his throat to get her attention and Kirsten whiske
Five days had passed since Matthew left but Kirsten hadn’t received a call or message from him. She attempted to call but the line was always busy. The mounting pressure of getting substantial evidence to exonerate her mom and the doubt floating in her mind was taking their toll on Kirsten's emotional and physical health. Good thing that Mark was there to cheer his mother up, alleviating the anxiety she was feeling. She had the feeling that what happened years ago was going to happen again. Was this history repeating itself? The following day, as usual, Kirsten made a little progress and was frustrated that she couldn’t get evidence to prove that someone impersonated her mom. She believed her mom had not met Gustaff apart from the day of Mark’s birthday party. Nevertheless, she had to present concrete evidence to refute the allegation against Lucille. To have some breather, Kirsten left the study to the garden, and strolled. After some time, she went back as she stepped into the man