Lilian's life shattered on their third wedding anniversary when she walked in to see her husband, Chris, embracing his ex-girlfriend, whom he had promised to move on from, passionately. The injury worsened upon discovering that she was carrying his child. Chris had secretly ensured that Lilian remained on birth control because he didn't want to have a child with her, despite being ready for parenthood, a decision that devastated Lilian, who longed for a family. She was not treated as a partner but rather as a mere convenience and placeholder in his life. During an intense disagreement, Chris slapped her causing her to tumble down the stairs. The fall completely shattered her emotional and physical well-being, challenging her views on marriage, love, and trust. However, determined and steadfast, Lilian vowed to protect herself from his lies and control, ending her connection with the man who had brought her great pain. Chris returned with a strong determination to regain her love just as she was beginning to rebuild her life. He refused to let her go, expressing his realization of his deep love for her. His newfound passion for her was both confusing and infuriating. At the same time, a mysterious stranger entered her life—a man whose quiet admiration for her had endured from the shadows. He offered a love untainted by deceit, a fresh start filled with genuine respect and devotion. Now, Lilian faces an impossible choice: Does she risk her heart again on the man who shattered it, believing his promises of change and redemption?
View More"Miss Lilian.?" he started cautiously.She spoke in a hoarse voice. "Please call me Lilian."A bright smile swept across the doctor's face. "Okay, Lilian." It's marvelous to have you up. "You really had us worried."He brought over a stool and sat beside her bed. "Do you know where you are and what happened?"Lilian's forehead furrowed as pieces of memory surfaced in her mind. I'm at a hospital. I recall when I opened the door of my car, then. a severe push pushed me backward. "I must have struck my head."The expression on the doctor's face hardened. "In fact, the car had a bomb attached." The explosion injured you with its blast."His words weighed heavy upon her. To consider that one had attacked her so brutally was inconceivable. Her temples started the dull pounding, heightening the maelstrom of feeling.Noticing she was in pain, Chris held her hand tighter, anchoring her. Their eyes met for an instant, no words exchanged but a silent communication between them.The physician wen
A driving, aching pain went through her head, a never-ending thud that refused to abate. Lilian's body felt foreign to her, all her muscles refusing to let go, all her limbs rooted to the spot. A mist enveloped her mind, thick and unbreakable, devouring all her efforts at understanding. She attempted to lift her eyelids, but they were jammed, pressed down by heavy stones. Fear crept in through her, a silent, malignant fear that engulfed her heart. She struggled to say something, but nothing emerged.Then, movement.She wasn’t still. Someone was moving her. Every move brought fresh waves of pain all over her body, searing and limitless. Her brain commanded them to stop, to decelerate—to cease the pain—but the cry remained locked inside her, muffled and unheeded. A voice pierced the fog.Immediate. Panicked. "We need a doctor!"Doctor? What happened?The pain increased, pulling her back into the darkness again. She let herself be consumed by it, drowning in the darkness like a ship pound
Lilian was shocked to find the woman standing before her, arms folded and eyes blazing with anger. Rita. The same woman whom she had so endeavored to erase from her mind, the one who had been bothering her at every turn whenever Chris was present.Lilian's hand made a fist on the doorknob, annoyance coursing through her veins. She was exhausted, sleeping on duty, and had no use for drama at the start of the day."What do you want, Rita?" She snapped abruptly, in annoyance.Rita's chin lifted, her fine features unmarred by the early morning sunlight. She carried the untrained elegance of a woman who had spent years mastering the art of being distant in a black, skin-tight, navy-blue pantsuit that clung to her like a second skin. Even now, with her temper boiling just beneath the surface, she looked as if she had just walked out of a high-rise office building and not as if she had dashed over to talk to someone."I'm here to warn you," Rita told her, her voice sharp and cutting. "Stay a
Jack gripped the steering wheel with one hand, the other arm loose over the gear shift as he drove through the quiet evening streets."Well. Chris?" Jack finally broke the silence."He's my ex-husband," she replied coldly, staring out the window.Jack hesitated before he said anything. He was giving her the opportunity to say more, but Lilian didn't want to play along. And that kiss—almost.She exhaled sharply.Jack’s voice pulled her back. “I thought he was with Rita?”“He is.”“Then what’s the deal?”Lilian adjusted in her seat. “It’s complicated, and I don’t want to talk about it.”Silence again.Jack nodded as if he understood what she was telling him, but he really didn't. "Okay… I won't push it." "Just so you know, I'm here if you ever want to talk to someone at some point."Something in his tone—gentle, peaceful—soothed the tension in her She had never received that from anyone else before. If she was having an issue, she took care of it herself. There was never anyone there to
Chris clenched his jaw as he watched Jack and Lilian from across the shooting range. There was something in her smile directed at the cop, something Chris had never witnessed, that felt like a blow to his pride. He had no justification to feel this way, and no cause to let it disturb him, yet it did. And badly."The fact that you're glaring at your ex-wife and her hero," Jude remarked dryly, breaking the tense silence between them.Chris didn't bother masking his irritation. "He's not her damned hero!"Jude smirked, clearly enjoying himself. "He is… in case you've forgotten, he did try to save her. That makes him a hero in her eyes."Chris's stomach twisted into a knot as he caught sight of Lilian giving Jack a look that made his blood boil. It was admiration—maybe even something more. His hands tightened into fists by his sides. He did not like it. He hated it."Shut the fuck up, Jude," Chris growled, his voice low and dangerous.Jude chuckled, shaking his head. "Look, you have to pu
Chris watched as Jack led Lilian away, his hand wrapped around hers like it was the most natural thing in the world. Irritation crept up his spine, twisting into something sharper, something unfamiliar. Why the hell did it bother him so much?His fists clenched involuntarily. He hadn't even noticed until soft hands curled around his, grounding him."Are you okay?" Rita's voice was smooth and concerned, drawing him back from the unsettling thoughts swirling in his mind.Chris turned to face her. Her beauty was striking as always, her features soft yet captivating. She’s the one I want, he reminded himself. Not Lilian. Never Lilian. It shouldn’t matter who held her hand. Who made her laugh. Who made her—His jaw tightened."Yeah, I am," he muttered, forcing a smile. Rita returned it, and for a moment, he almost convinced himself that her smile was enough. That her touch was enough. That she was enough.Then Lilian returned—still laughing, still at ease. And all his irritation came rushi
Lilian collapsed onto the couch, wedging her phone between her shoulder and ear while scrubbing at a deep stain on the coffee table. Her brother's cheerful voice echoed through the phone, making her laugh in spite of the discomfort in her shoulder.“It’s awesome!” William yelled. “We’re about to try the slides! They shoot straight into the ocean!”“See? I told you it would be fun,” Lilian said, setting the sponge aside and leaning back. His happiness warmed her, a stark contrast to the loneliness she felt in her quiet apartment.“What about you, Lil? How’s your weekend?”She hesitated. How could she admit the truth? That her weekend felt hollow, a monotonous cycle of cleaning and solitude? "Just tidying up a bit," she murmured, wishing he wouldn't notice the emptiness in her tone.William sighed audibly. “Lil, you need to get out and enjoy yourself. You’ve been cooped up too long.”Her lips pressed into a thin line, guilt bubbling beneath her stoic expression. "I will," she lied, thou
Lilian remained in the stillness of the moment, her weight transferring from one foot to the other as Jack's intense blue gaze locked onto her. His stare appeared capable of uncovering her secrets, yet she fought the urge to recoil, turning her focus to a mark on her shoes. She sensed vulnerability, a feeling of frailty creeping into her heart.“Jack!” a voice called from behind, shattering the fragile silence between them.Lilian turned just as another officer motioned toward him, his expression impatient but professional. Jack cupped his palms around his mouth. "Coming!"He returned her gaze, his smile lingering as if he didn't want to leave. "It's lovely to see you, beautiful. "I'll catch you later, okay?"She nodded, murmuring a scarcely audible "Yeah," her voice full of nerves and silent thankfulness. Before she could prepare, Jack leaned in and wrapped her in a warm, unexpected hug. The brief embrace surprised her, and as he turned to walk away, all she could do was stand there,
The week after William and the others left passed in a haze for Lilian. Her world felt unmoored, like a ship adrift without an anchor. Since her injury and the funeral, William had been her constant—her light in a life filled with shadows. Now, without his chatter and bright spirit, her home was a cavern of silence. She hadn't heard from Chris since the airport, and though her heart still ached for him, she knew that life with a man who didn’t love her was no life at all.The streets were unusually quiet as she walked, her thoughts heavy, her chest tight. Every step felt laden with the weight of decisions and regrets. Suddenly, her shoulder brushed against someone, jarring her out of her spiraling thoughts. Papers scattered at their feet."I’m so sorry," Lilian said, her voice rushed and breathless. She knelt to retrieve the fallen files. "I wasn’t paying attention.""It’s okay. I wasn’t either," a deep, familiar voice replied.Her gaze snapped upward, meeting Jack’s steady eyes. He s
Lilian tapped her fingers against the cold glass of her office desk, her mind buzzing with a determination she hadn’t felt in years. “Call off all my appointments for the rest of the evening,” she instructed, her tone unyielding as she glanced at her assistant.The assistant, wide-eyed, stammered, “But, ma’am, we have a crucial meeting with clients—this could make or break the quarter, and rescheduling won’t be possible for six months!”Lilian’s gaze flicked away dismissively. She didn’t need reminders of the stakes; she knew them all too well. But tonight, work would take a backseat to something far more significant. Nothing mattered more than Chris, the man she’d shared three years with. They’d grown apart, no doubt, but tonight was her chance to bridge that gap. Her heart swelled at the thought of surprising him. She’d be preparing his favorite dinner—an act of love that, perhaps, would rekindle the spark she missed. After stopping by the grocery store, Lilian headed home with bag...
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