“Your girlfriend isn’t joining you for dinner?” My housekeeper asks me I return to the dining room without Emily.I pull out a chair for myself and let my gaze take in the dinner spread before responding to her question. “She has gone to bed. It’s just me.”The housekeeper nods and pours a glass of water for me before excusing herself.A deep sigh escapes my lips. Now left alone, my gaze wanders back to the sudden kiss from Emily. I wonder if she will remember what she did by the time day breaks.~***~Emily’s POV.I wake up with a splitting headache as soon as day breaks. And I end up with instant regret the money I try to sit up on the bed.A groan escapes my lips as I massage my forehead, taking in my surroundings.“Just how many glasses of champagne did Christopher have me drink?” I ask myself as I carefully get off the bed and head for the bathroom, but not without touching the walls in other to steady myself.It takes a lot of effort to brush my teeth and wash my face a
Christopher is already waiting in the living room by the time I arrive. “Are you set?” He asks me, already on his feet after sighting me. And I think I catch him staring longer than usual since he might want to see how the outfit he bought suits me. “Yes,” I nod, walking towards him. Christopher turns to his housekeeper and tells her that he won’t be having dinner at home, before leading me out the door. In the car, let’s out a deep sigh before shifting his gaze to me. “I’ve been observing you quietly for a while thinking that you need a private opportunity to do it, but seeing how quiet you are, you leave me no choice but to directly ask about it.” “What?” My brows furrow in confusion as I meet his accusing gaze. I literally have no idea of what he’s talking about. “Don’t you have anything to apologize for?” Christopher questions me, leaving me in confusion. Right when I think he’s mad at me for something I know nothing of, his gaze softens. “What do I have to
During lunch break, I go to deliver Christopher’s lunch to him and then he tells me that we will be having dinner together.“I need to go back home early today,” I say to him.“Are you parents disturbing you?” He looks at me. “You can just tell them I invited you for dinner.”A deep sigh escapes my lips. Being absent from my family for more than 24 hours has me feeling like I’m missing a lot.I mean, I don’t miss them, I just think that I might have missed some information that might help me.Although it looks like Brenda did not succeed in convincing our parents to hand Christopher to her, I don’t trust that she wouldn’t come up with something new just to dash my dreams.Brenda is very cunning and with my absence, who knows what kind of evil ideas she has filled Mum and Dad with.I look to Christopher and have a hard time refusing his request so in the end, I accept it.“Okay, I will just inform them after work.” It’s not like Mum and Dad will be pissed with me. Instead of
“It looks like our dinner plans will have to be cancelled,” I say to Christopher as soon as I drop the call on my Mum.“Your sister is hospitalized?” Christopher asks me with a slight frown. “Yes.” I release a deep breath. “She has a bad kidney and needs a transplant urgently, so she keeps getting hospitalized once in a while.” Christopher holds my gaze for a moment before turning to order the chauffeur to take us to the hospital before shifting his attention back to me.“It seems like you are really not loved for someone who is the biological daughter of her parents.”Christopher’s statement cuts deep into me. Note that I’m not mad at him, but at my situation. I can’t even feel proud of my background.The thought of getting together with someone like Christopher makes me so ashamed that I think less of myself.I bet that in the other part of his mind, he must be regretting having me as a partner because I’m not even useful to him. I’m just the daughter of a rich known busine
“What do you mean?” I ask Mum, unsure of what she had just said to me. Maybe I’m mistaken, so I need her to clarify the matter with her. “Didn’t you hear me? Are you deaf?!” Mum shouts in my ear. “I said you won’t leave this place without giving a kidney to your sister! I don’t care of you hate her or not, but you will be the one to save her. Is that clear?” I scoff, burying my face in-between my knees. May God help me not to explode on my mother. Is she alright by the way? How can she threaten me about giving a part of my body out, and that to to a human being I hate so much? I am left in shock as I lift my head to meet Mum’s gaze. “I want to take what you just said to me as a joke. Don’t bother repeating it again.” Standing to my feet, I look her in the eyes and continue, “I won’t give my kidney to Brenda, and no one has the right to force me into d—.” ‘Pah!’ Instantly, I feel a sting on my left cheek and my palm fly up to my face to clasp it. Mum had just hit me, and fo
Christopher’s POV.When the ten minutes time interval I gave to Emily expired, I wait for another extra minute before pulling out my phone to call her.The phone rings for a while before going straight to voicemail.‘Why is she not picking up?’ I think to myself as I try her contact again and this time around, the mechanical voice says her phone it’s off.I don’t need another sign to know that something wrong has happened. Immediately, I unclasp my seatbelt and order the chauffeur to unlock the car.“I’m going up to find Emily, keep the car close,” I instruct the chauffeur before stepping out of the car.As soon as I into the hospital, I stop at the front desk and give the Wilson’s family name and immediately the nurse tells me their room number and directs me on how to get there.Something had better not happen to Emily otherwise, I won’t spare anyone.It’s possible that I might be thinking too much about the situation, but I can’t just rule out the possibility of Emily’s parents doi
“Christopher, she’s just unconscious. It’s a sedation for the procedure,” Mrs. Wilson said, her voice trembling, but I barely registered her words. All I could focus on was the worry etched into my heart.“What procedure?” I demanded, rising to my feet, my protective instincts kicking in full force. “You had no right to do this without my consent!”“We had to prepare her for surgery!” Mr. Wilson replied, raising his hands defensively. “She’s a match for Brenda, and time is running out.”“Don’t you dare use that as an excuse!” I spat back, stepping closer to them. “You think this is just a transaction? You think Emily is an object to be given away? She is not just your daughter; she is a person with her own life, her own choices!”“I assure you, we didn’t want this,” Mrs. Wilson pleaded, desperation creeping into her voice. “We only want to save Brenda.”“Then save her without dragging Emily into this,” I shot back, feeling a swell of anger at their selfishness. “You don’t get to decid
Emily’s POV.The moment I opened my eyes, I was met with a soft, warm glow from a dimly lit room. My vision blurred as my head throbbed painfully, as if I were waking from a fever dream.I felt weak, my limbs almost too heavy to lift, and I had to blink a few times before my surroundings came into focus. This room… it felt different. Familiar... in a way that comforted me immediately.Almost immediately, a cold shiver coursed through my body as the memory of the hospital seeped back in. My mother’s cold gaze, the sterile smell of antiseptic, the way she looked at me as though I were nothing but a means to an end. My stomach churned, and without thinking, my hand flew to my abdomen, pressing against the softness there, fearing they might have gone through with it—cut me open, taken what they wanted. I waited, almost frozen, trying to feel for any pain or incision.But there was nothing. No ache, no wound, just the pounding of my heart against my ribs and a lingering ache in my