“I’m so sorry about earlier.” Emma moved out of the way for him to pass through. Ezra inspected the house with his eyes. “Please sit down.” Ezra sat down on the couch and looked up at her. “Would you like to have some water?” “No. Thank you. Why aren’t you at work today? You must have seen the news about getting the title.”Emma nodded. “Yes. I did. I didn’t even think I would win. How did you find my place?” Emma focused her gaze at him, waiting for his reply. “Ah. Scott gave it to me. I have only dropped you off at bus stops and not in front of your house, so I needed more help. When did you relocate here?” Emma said nervously, “I have always lived here, but there was a time this place was under repair. I had to stay with my aunt for a while until now.” “Oh.” Ezra had never felt so shy before. Was it because he had come to know that she was the girl he fell in love with three years ago? “Okay. Why are you here, though?” Emma laughed a little. When Ezra raised his head to her a
At precisely 3:15 p.m, Emma was waiting outside the school to pick up Zoe. She had gone to the closest restaurant earlier to look for work. She needs to spend some time apart from Ezra. People had recognized her, but she had changed her name and appearance to make it appear as though she wasn't the person they said she was. After the interview, the restaurant manager assured her that he would get in touch with her. Even though it isn’t what she has a passion for, Emma is doing this to get out of trouble. She decided that it would be best to put a temporary distance between herself and Ezra since he won't be bringing any legal action regarding what transpired three years ago. Emma stepped inside the school. She saw Zoe leaving the classroom. “Hey hun.” At her, Emma waved. Zoe sprinted over and gave Emma a big hug, encircling Emma's neck as Emma knelt down to be at Zoe's eye level. Releasing the little girl, Emma said with a smile, “I have missed you.” “I have missed you too.” “How w
“Darling.” Josie entered the mansion and shut the door behind her. She handed the bag she was holding to the maid who had come over. Josie quietly thanked the maid before turning to face her husband. “I can’t believe this is happening to me right now. I can’t believe this.” “And what is wrong? Why are you so sad?” As Josie sat down on the couch, Ben set the TV remote on the table and turned his attention to her. Ben put his hands on her shoulders, rubbed them, and then moved to the side of her neck. “Is this okay? Are you feeling okay now?” "Hun, it's not about the massage." She sighed. Ben immediately took his hands away. Josie turned to him properly. “This is about our son. I am concerned. We are growing older, and he is too.” “So…” Ben made an effort to decipher what she was saying. “Let's have him settle down.” “Josie.” “I do not want to hear you say he is busy with work and everything and needs to make more money. I do not want to hear that.” She reached for Ben’s hands, a
“I feel so tired.” Winter opened the door into Ezra’s office as she stepped in, yawning and stretching. “Hey brother.” She walked to the couch and fell on it. “I heard you call home and say you would be staying at my place last night. I didn’t see you or hear you show up.” Winter gasped as she raised her head and looked at Ezra. “I am hoping you didn’t tell Mom and Dad that I never showed up.” Ezra shook his head. “I won’t rat you out just yet, but sometimes, you have to be disciplined and take responsibility. You have to own your words. If you say this, then it should be this and not that.” “I’m sorry. I lost track of time.” “You should have called.” “Yeah. I should have called. I am so sorry.” She groaned as she stood to her feet, placing both hands on her head. “My head hurt so bad.” “And where are you going?” Ezra paused in what he was doing, focusing on her. “The bathroom. I need to wash my face. I look like sh*t. I am never going to late night parties again.” “Be careful
It's been three days. Ezra started to question Emma's absence from the workplace. Is she still sick? He pondered. But how long does a person remain ill? He had been missing her terribly for those three days. She was on his mind even when he went to his friend's hotel to get his mind off of her. It didn’t work. It was challenging for him to stop thinking about Emma. Ezra immediately called Milan in. When she eventually entered his office, he asked her, "Have you heard from Miss Facer lately? It's been 3 days.” Milan shook her head. “No sir. I haven't heard from her since the last email she sent. Your sister even sent flowers over and still nothing.” “That is odd.” Ezra briefly diverted his attention before returning to Milan. “Then I need you to do something for me.” He said. He drew closer. His index fingers landed on his temple and he lowered both elbows to the table. "Can you discover where she is at this moment?" “Okay sir. I'll go ahead and do that now.” After quickly leaving
The front screen of the car allowed Emma to see what lay ahead. No one could see them from the outside because it was tinted. She tried to speak, but no words came out of her mouth. She sincerely believed that she could get out of this, but it appears that she will always be haunted. Her hands began to rub against one another, her heart began to pound as if it would drop from her chest, and a small amount of sweat started to appear on her forehead despite the air conditioner being on, making her acutely aware of how scared she actually is. Scared to hurt this man beside her. Ezra was no longer able to manage. They haven't said a word in the ten minutes since they got in the car. Before turning to face her, he took a few breaths in and then exhaled them. "If you decide to leave the company, I will completely understand." Emma gave him a quick glance. Even if she leaves, she won't be free from the guilt of lying to Ezra about Zoe and making him believe she is his child. "What good doe
On the sofa, Ezra sat down. Waiting. On his laps, he had his hands clasped. Was he nervous? He wasn't sure of his emotions, but he was certain that meeting Zoella was causing him to feel a certain way. “Would you like me to serve you some water? Or cola?” Emma asked. The instant he handed her the boxes of chocolate, she dropped them on the kitchen table. “Ah. I am okay, Miss Facer.” She was not given his full attention as he turned his head to one side of the room. Waiting for the girl to bolt from the room and sprint into his arms, but nothing of the sort happened. Emma caught on. Wherever he was looking, his eyes wouldn't budge. "Mr. Queen, are you all right?" She asked. Finally, Ezra turned to face her. He nodded. “I am fine. Where is she? Why isn’t she coming out?” He asked. On his way to her place, he had a thought. His mind was cluttered with ideas. When the door opened, he had anticipated her sprinting into his arms, but nothing of the sort occurred. “Doesn’t she want to me
The taxi dropped Emma off in front of a large house, and Emma kept checking her phone to make sure the address Sandra had sent her was accurate. She double-checked to make sure when she and Zoe got out of the car. “Emma. Bella lives in a big house.” “I am as surprised as you are. Remember. Be a good girl. Okay?” "Are you going to leave me behind? I don’t want you to go.” Zoe clung to her. Looking at Zoe, Emma's smile spread across her face. She knelt down to give her a closer look. Emma sighed and put her hands on the girl's shoulder. “Don’t you want me to go?” When she asked, Zoe nodded.“It won’t take long. Just stay for my sake. Pleaseeee.” How could she refuse? Just looking at Zoe’s face made her smile. How on earth could she refuse her? In fact, playdates were only going to be for a few hours. Instead of coming and going, she can wait that long. “Alright, Zo. I'll hang back and wait.” Emma got to her feet and extended a hand. “Come on.” The black gate opened on its own as the