*Chapter 38* Valeria's eyelashes flickered implying she was about to wake up. Opening her eyes gradually, she saw a vague figure waving his hand at her. Where was she? Why did the brick walls seem too familiar? Discerning a conclusion, she jerked upright. Her eyes darted crazily. How could she be here? " Why am I here? " her slightly groggy voice cackled. The officer who seem to be 1.8m kneeled, took off his hat and eyed the woman who lay on the bare cell floor. Her eyes held a lot of questions. Will he be able to answer them? Sigh!! Getting infuriated, Val queried " Why aren't you saying anything? I asked why am I here?" Rather than replying, the officer pursed his lips for a while. Then words mumbled out one after another. " What was the last thing you remember?" ." Ahh" she held her head as a strong sensation bolted it. " Why does my head hurt so much?" Feeling it, she found out that her head had been bandaged all around. Did she
* Chapter 39 * " Hello miss Gomez! I am here now. Why are you quiet?" Commissioner Roger opened, taking a swig of his green tea. His mustache twitched. It had been almost five minutes of a mutual staring contest. They both settled opposite each other in a cafeteria still in the police station. It was an area for families of convicts to bring them food. " Why am I here?" she asked diving directly to the point. A weird smile played on commissioner Roger's lips. He raised the cup to his lips and then sniffed his tea. " Why was the broom late for school?" " Huh?! Stop these childish games. You can't run away from my questions you know!! " Yes! She was feeling pretty brave. He was impressed. Roger h
* Chapter 40 Are you mad Xander?* Commissioner Roger watched them leave with a probing look in his almond eyes. They were bitter and a nook of his lips hoisted into a sly smirk. At this time, a hand was placed on his shoulder. It was his subordinate Noël Carlos. When their eyes were confronted they seemed to share a message. " It is good you let them go. Now it would be easier to prove them wrong" asserted the subordinate pulling a seat for himself. He poured a cup of tea into his cup and added a cube of sugar. Taking to his feet, Commissioner Roger kept a hand on his subordinate shoulder, his eyes still clung at the exit as a dangerous glint gleamed in them. " That's the plan! I have been waiting for over two years for my revenge. Alexandre Gates has to pay for all his sins and if I can't get him, I will get his loved ones " What got him excited was the thought of finally having his revenge on Xander. Throwing a glance at his chief and then at the slice of
*Chapter 41 prepare for blood transfer* In the back of the car, Val lost consciousness. She was sweating heavily and her lips were cracked. Her hands clutched Xander's shirt while she muttered rubbish under her breath. As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Andrew stepped out and spilled everything in his guts. He had been nauseous the whole ride here. The driver shook his head when he saw this " Miss Gomez is pregnant and it is Mr. Garfield who is vomiting " He could not help but laugh. Because they were alerted aforehand, the hospital staff rushed out with a stretcher and oxygen mask. Valéria was laid on the stretcher and she was pushed into the hospital with Xander by her side. His hand held hers nervously. The whole hospital, and the staff work in a frenzy. They sent the best of all gynecologists to check on Valeria. Regardless of their efforts, Xander requested the best in the country because she was out of town, and doctors and nurses took turn
*Chapter 42: Give me some time* It had been at least two hours before Jasmine came out of the room. She pulled out her mask once she spotted Xander. He was sitting in the corridor with his head buried in his palms. Still, in the clouds of yesterday, her eyes pricked at this image. Her heart tugged upon seeing him like this; she walked in his direction, then declared, ''It has been successful, Xander. The blood transfer was successful, and she is fine now." In a flash, Xander put up his head, and a smile crept on his lips. He could not help but cuddle Jasmine. ''Thank you, sister-in-law.'' He held her even tighter. Jasmine cracked up, mumbling, '' C'mon, stop pretending now. Go ahead; I know you want to see her now." After hearing her say this, Xander chuckled lightly and released her for his hug. Then he kissed her on her forehead, saying, ''Ok, okay.'' He wanted to flee when Jasmine snagged him by the arm, and she said in a low but serious tone, '' From wh
*Chapter 43 * After a lot of convincing, Väl arrived home to get some stuff from the old house. It took Liza about an hour to pack up the stuff. Valeria decided to finish her faceless paintings. "Val, do you really need all this stuff? Alexander is rich; he can provide all this." "They are my paintings." She muttered, coming off as more of a question than an assertion. "I know, but you can still paint more. You keep painting about this faceless man all the time. Didn't the doctor say you should not get stressed?" Liza sighed, scratching her head, clearly confused. She wondered why Val suddenly saw they needed to finish these paintings. Was it a side effect of the drugs she took? "She did. " She answered in a wary tone. Her blue eyes stuck to the canvas, while the brushes seemed to have a mind
Chapter 44: I will teach you a lesson today. Nine years ago. It was late in the evening, and the Wells mansion had been decorated for the ceremony that was to be held. The halls are occupied by prestigious people of every type. Classical music and the clinking of glasses filled the room. Everyone is celebrating the marriage of the eldest daughter of the Wells family, Diana Wells. Mr. Wells, after a promising toast, stood among his fellow business partners, talking about the merging of both families after the marriage. "Wow, sir, they say having girls when you have such a big empire is unfortunate, but you clearly made it the opposite. You got Diana married to one of the billionaires in our family, Richard
Chapter 45: I love this man The past nine years ago Three days after The entire nation was shaken to find out that the daughter of one of the biggest oil tycoons had run away from her home. Streets were plastered with pictures of her, as were new outlets and news papers. Somewhere in City K, Two men chatted about the news over their backs. "So that is Kristen Wells. She is drop-dead gorgeous," the bearded man griped, taking a big bite of his avocado toast. "The man who has her now is a lucky fellow." The other agreed, his eyes frozen on the girl on the screen. It was Kristen. " No wonder her father ke