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The journey was marked by an uncomfortable silence, with neither of them exchanging a word. Eventually, Logan pulled into his parking spot. As he stepped out of his car, he roughly pulled Ophelia inside. "You're hurting me!" she winced, feeling his nails already digging into her skin. Logan roughly tossed her onto the sofa. "I'm pregnant!" Ophelia shot back immediately, but Logan only found it amusing. Despite his growing hatred for her, there was an undeniable truth he struggled to acknowledge deep within. "You are utterly despicable and shameless!" he exclaimed, his words laced with contempt. "I wish I had never crossed paths with you. I could have taken care of my child myself without having you involved in our lives!" Ophelia told him. Logan felt pained with what she had said but he immediately brushed it off, not letting her notice. Without warning, Logan pinned her to the sofa and started to kiss her roughly. "Logan!" Ophelia winched in pain, she suddenly started feeling
"What are you planning to do?" Henry, Abigail's companion, asked her with a smirk."Could you do me a favor and keep an eye on Ophelia? I'll be there shortly," Abigail said into the phone."Abigail, no one is allowed to enter her ward. I overheard some gossip that the best doctor in the world will be performing the abortion.""Abort?!" Abigail exclaimed, taken aback. But in the next moment, she chuckled in satisfaction."That bitch is getting what she deserves," Abigail snorted silently."Don’t worry, I’ll be there shortly," Abigail reassured him before hanging up the phone."What’s your plan?" Henry asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice."Henry, where did you get that chemical?" Abigail pressed him, and as she recognized his understanding of her intentions, Henry smiled, pleased with himself.*"Berry, you called for me," Caroline said with a smile as she strolled into Berry's office, wearing a revealing dress.She observed the man from behind, who didn't turn to acknowledge her pr
"I'm sorry, Mr. President, but I have no interest in marrying your daughter," Kennedy said firmly, noting the rage flashing across his father’s face.At the same time, his fiancée’s expression fell as she stared at him, shocked. She had believed that Kennedy would say yes after eavesdropping on an argument between him and his parents."President Xavier, I'm sure Kennedy really wants to marry your daughter; he's just caught off guard right now, right?" Kennedy's mother, Ella, clenched her jaw in frustration, her eyes fixed on her son with disappointment."I'm not," Kennedy replied, his fists clenched in frustration. "I'm interested in someone else."He could hear his father curse under his breath, but it didn’t faze him."Patrick, you know I hate wasting my time. You shouldn't have brought this up when you knew he wasn't interested," the president shot back icily before standing up and striding away."You can't be serious about not marrying me because of that girl, right?" his fiancée
Logan's face darkened as he read the message, his mood shifting dramatically. Joe, catching the sudden change, leaned in and asked, "President Logan, is something the matter?"Logan couldn't find his voice, his heart shattering into a million pieces. Ophelia had taken her own life. Guilt washed over him, and for a moment, he struggled to rein in his emotions.Without thinking, he turned to Joe, seeking some form of understanding."I need to go now. Make sure you track Ophelia and send me her location right away," Logan said before rushing out the door. "What’s going on with him?"Joe was puzzled by Logan's demeanor and the distress he seemed to be in, but he quickly got into the car that had just arrived and began tracking her location.At the same time, Berry saw the same message, his expression falling blank in surprise. He had never anticipated this; everything was happening so fast.Suddenly, a coldness washed over his eyes as a troubling thought crossed his mind.Logan had been in
~7 years later~A young, attractive woman was completely engrossed in her work, surrounded by a mountain of documents. In that moment, she resembled a true workaholic."Ma'am, will I be the one to pick up little Camelia from kindergarten today?" Lily, the woman's secretary, inquired."No, I’ll be picking her up as I usually do," the young woman replied, and Lily nodded before stepping out.Just then, a message popped up on her screen, and she frowned upon reading it."What is he up to this time?" She frowned in frustration.Quickly glancing at her watch, she realized it was time to pick up her daughter from school. Without further delay, she cleared her table and hurried out the door.*"What the hell!" The young woman came to a screeching halt as someone suddenly jumped in front of her car. She quickly rushed out, only to find an old man in a hospital gown standing there.He wore a peculiar smile as he approached her, reaching out to caress her hair gently. Despite her status and the
“Adam!” Ophelia exclaimed, her voice filled with surprise and delight as Camila rushed toward him, her small arms wrapping around his waist in an enthusiastic embrace.“Hello there, my little sweetheart!” Adam replied with a broad smile, effortlessly lifting Camila off the ground. Her contagious laughter echoed through the room, creating a joyful atmosphere.“When did you come back?” Ophelia inquired, still trying to wrap her mind around the unexpected turn of events and feeling a rush of joy at the sight of him.“Oh come on, at least pretend to be happy to see me!” Adam jested, feigning a pout that exaggerated his playful demeanor.“Mummy is so mean!” Camila chimed in, her innocent observation stemming from witnessing Ophelia crossing her arms in mock annoyance. Their playful banter ignited a wave of laughter that filled the room."So, I have to ask, when exactly did you arrive back?" Ophelia queried in a moment of curiosity, her gaze fixed on Adam as he made himself comfortable on t
Ophelia's point of view The words danced across my phone screen like a bolt of lightning, filling me with a whirlwind of emotions. “Ophelia, your husband is cheating on you!” I couldn’t believe my eyes, when a message from my best friend, Anne, popped into my screen. Those words felt heavy and bitter, sinking into my heart with a sharp sting. My beat faster as my mind fought against the horrible thought, but then, like a cruel twist of fate, a picture popped up. It showed Berry, the man I loved, the man I trusted, with another woman. My breath caught in my throat as shock washed over me. For three whole years, I thought we were happy together, blissfully wrapped in our own little world. Never in my wildest dreams did I picture him betraying me like this. The message, accompanied by the undeniable image, felt like a slap to my face. Suddenly, all the joyful moments we shared seemed like a distant memory, overshadowed by this painful reality. Then I saw a location tag on
Ophelia's Point Of View Berry looked at me, and it was clear he was feeling a whirlwind of mixed emotions. There was shock painted all over his face, as well as an unmistakable anger that I could feel filling the room with tension. In that instant, I knew without a doubt that he was deeply disappointed in me, and just the sight of Caroline’s smug smirk made my blood boil with rage and betrayal. "How could she betray her own sister like this!" I screamed silently in my mind, feeling hot tears flow down my cheeks. It was as if I had lost all control over myself and my body; I could hardly believe what was happening. I tried so hard to push away Andrew’s hand that lingered too close, wanting nothing more than to escape his touch. "Ophelia," Berry said my name, and his voice was thick with sadness and hurt, making my heart ache even more. I wanted to reach out to him, to explain myself, but the moment was so heavy and charged with emotion that it felt impossible. "You’re