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
Ophelia's point of view I found myself standing there in complete disbelief, my body frozen in place as a wave of shock washed over me. It wasn't simply that they had referred to me with such unkind names, calling me a cheating bitch; no, the real reason for my astonishment was that they had discovered I was Berry's wife. The revelation hit me like a sudden gust of cold wind, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. “Just a few moments ago, I had been in a heated argument, and now here I was facing a horde of reporters, all ready to pry into my life,” I thought, overwhelmed by how quickly the situation had escalated. It felt surreal, almost like a scene from a movie. As the reporters bombarded me with harsh and unforgiving questions, their cameras flashing like lightning, I felt a wave of dizziness wash over me. The bright lights were blinding, and the noise was overwhelming. My head started to beat faster as I struggled to keep my composure. Just then, I noticed some
Ophelia's Point Of View At first, everything felt slow and gentle between us, but then he began to kiss me with a wild passion, pulling me in close and exploring every corner of my lips with his. It felt overwhelming, and I didn't know how to handle the way my heart was beating. I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly, desperate to hold in the sounds that bubbled up inside me. "Let it out, Ophelia. You don't need to keep it in," he said softly, leaning down to kiss my neck with such intensity. I finally let out a soft moan, not realizing that he caught the smirk that crossed his face right before he lifted me up and placed me on the table, devouring my lips as if he couldn't get enough. Suddenly, he stopped, looking deep into my eyes, and then touching our foreheads together. "Should I?" he asked, his voice a mix of hesitation and eagerness. I nodded shamelessly, my heart a whirlwind of emotions. I still wanted to clear the air with him. Confusion, sadness, and happines
Ophelia's Point Of View Berry, filled with rage, took his phone and threw it against the wall, making a loud crashing sound that echoed in the room. In the midst of this, he suddenly turned and grabbed my neck with a fierce grip. It was hard to breathe, and as I struggled against his hold, I noticed Caroline standing behind him, wearing a smirk that filled me with disgust. Right then, I had this overwhelming urge to shout a curse at her, to tell her how I felt about her gloating. Berry's voice boomed as he yelled at me, filled with anger. "How can you betray me like this? And how dare you bring someone else's child into my home!" As he said this, he squeezed my neck even tighter, and I clutched his hands, desperate to escape the pain. "You're hurting me!" I cried out, my voice shaky as I struggled to breathe. Looking into Berry's eyes, I saw a side of him that I had never seen before. The warmth and kindness I once adored had vanished, replaced by something dar