Hello readers. Around 2 more chapters and an Epilogue are left. (Will post alternate days. Not daily.) Dear reader S! Thanks for correcting my grammar. Believe me, I take your criticism quite positively. However, as an English writer, I can't use a certain word, repeatedly in every sentence. I already used the word 'moved out' and 'moving in'. So using the word 'shifting' is okay too. It has got the same meaning. (Look it up in a word hippo dictionary.) xoxo Regards Lisa Salman
Please read till the end. Thank you all, who informed me that my work is being plagiarized on other platforms under other pen names and different titles. Respected readers. I need this week to sort it out with the help of Goodnovel and my lovely editor. The chapters and the Epilogue are ready to be posted HERE but I won’t be doing it before Friday. If the issue gets resolved before then, I will happily post it earlier. Thank you for being patient and not turning nasty towards me (Except for a few!). I promise I will not make you wait. Those who know me, are aware that I never get absent without informing them. I have never ditched any of my books. That’s why I always write one book at a time to give my hundred percent to it. (No offense to those writers who do. They are superheroes!) If my book is added to your library, you will get a notification for the next updates. Dear Celia! I have replied to your comment. Dear people, who are stealing my work. Shame on you! The earning
Ashley Walters pov“I have never helped anyone in delivering a baby! I mean … I have no idea...” I told Keith who was busy applying sanitizer to his hands.“Yeah. And I have been doing it since childhood!” Keith said with a not-so-sarcastic smirk. Sarah had requested me, to accompany her along with Keith to the labor room.“Love!” I spun around when I heard a familiar voice behind me and lunged at him.“Oh, Justin. Where were you? I missed you so much!” I not only held him by his shoulders but also kissed him hard, right on his lips.His arms at once wrapped around me, “When I got the call, I straightaway came here.” He said squeezing me into his chest, “So you are going inside?”“Yeah. I know nothing about childbirth, Justin!” I pouted before the only man who could listen to my whining, without a complaint.“Neither does Keith! But he is there for his wife,” he rubbed his knuckle against my cheek and all I wanted to do was lean to his touch.“Tonight, you will be there for your siste
***[This book is written exclusively for Goodnovel App only. Any illegal production of this novel will result in immediate legal action.]*** Sarah Garner’s pov. Yes. I planned everything. Yes, I was looking for a vulnerable moment when I could easily confide my insecurities to Keith. He hated liars. So, I needed to tell him during labor pains about what I did to Ashley. Today a huge burden was lifted off my chest. I felt lightheaded and lightweight. Ha-ha. “What are you thinking?” Keith asked me while rocking Mashal in his arms. He was pacing around in the room and was sweet-talking to our daughter who was fast asleep. “I am thinking that how much I love you.” I was sure there was pride in my eyes for our beautiful daughter and for her caring father. Keith gently placed her in the crib and quickly closed the gap between us, “I love you too, my love.” He bent down and gave me a sound kiss. However, he straightened up when we heard a soft knock on the door. “Marw!” I outstretched
Ashley Deluca’s pov: (Two years later) “Tell me, love. What happened?” the little girl seemed so scared. This was her third day with me and still, she was not opening up with anyone. The psychiatrist had advised me to keep trying daily with all the love and gentleness as the girl seemed to like me a lot. “Hey, Sana.” I held the hand of sixteen years old who had a pale face and used to shiver when anyone around her used to speak loudly. She easily used to get scared of rain and thunderstorms. “I promise. Whatever you would tell me, it won’t go out of my office,” I felt her grip tightening around my hand. This was encouraging. And then a miracle started happening. Her lips shook and she blinked her eyes a few times. The tears started dropping down her cheeks, “He … he might come back.” She stuttered. Her eyes were glued to the door. “No one is coming here, Sana. You are safe here, child.” I left my seat and crouched down on the floor, “That man will never come back. He is in jai
***[This book is written exclusively for Goodnovel app only. Any illegal production of this novel will result in immediate legal action.]*** Ashley Walters pov My graduation ceremony was due in a few days. My university fellows were stunned when they discovered that I was married to Justin. Justin had gotten back his dean position, thanks to my dearest brother-in-law Keith. Two years back, after the announcement of will by Grandpa, Sarah’s mom passed away. Steward Garner… I mean Grandpa was very upset about her demise. She had been a good daughter-in-law and shared a very good bond with him before Leigh Walters arrived to announce her pregnancy. The woman could not have enough guts to leave Ashton Garner, so she suffered throughout her life. She could never develop that special bond with her kids. She could never express her hatred for her husband to anyone. The woman was so mentally disturbed that she could never take a stand for her son when Ashton forced him to marry a girl. All
Eve’s pov: “Thank you so much, dear.” Mrs. Gilbert bobbed her hair several times looking at her image in the mirror, “I think this hairstyle suits me.” “You look amazing, Ms. Gilbert.” I praised her and took off her long black apron. She did look changed in this new haircut that I just gave her. After I got done with blow drying, she could not stop herself from smiling and examining her image in the mirror again and again. “I hope, my husband likes it.” She whispered and took me by surprise when she kissed my cheek. Only thirty minutes were left in closing the salon. My subordinates were still not done with the services. June looked up while attending to a customer’s pedicure, “Eve. Once I will be done, I will help you with the daily income records.” I nodded at her kindness and went to the bathroom for washing my hands. I had come a long way from Ice Cream Heaven where we used to manage every record in a thick register. Now I had a laptop where I used to keep the record of the Sa
My heart started racing as I felt the warmth of his body against mine. I looked up at him, and our eyes locked again. The intensity in his gaze was almost too much to bear. I swallowed hard, trying to calm my nerves. "Who is still here?" I managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper. Ha-ha. I had already forgotten about Brian and was asking this man a silly question like a fool. "Umm. The man? The one who's been following you," he reminded me, his voice low and steady. "I've been keeping an eye on him, but I think he's getting bolder. We need to leave now." He held me close as he spoke, his hands firm but gentle. I couldn't help but feel safe in his embrace, even though I had no idea who he was. “Leave the place! And go where?” I tried to hold my horses in his presence. Nobody had this kind of effect on me. “Any place. Where he can’t reach you, Cherie.” He suggested. If he was finding my questions a little absurd, he chose not to remark. "Okay," I said, my voice barely audib
I felt a mix of shock and excitement as Adonis leaned in and whispered in my ear calling me long legs. My staff was still watching us, and I could feel their eyes on me as I tried to compose myself.I took a step back from him and looked up, trying to gauge his intentions. Was he just playing with me, or did he really like me?He must have sensed my hesitation because he took a step forward and reached out to touch my arm, "This was the first thing I noticed about you when we met in that club. Your legs."I could sense my cheeks heating up to his gaze. Thankfully his low whispers were not audible to others… except that man sitting on the stylist’s seat.I nodded, still feeling a little dazed, I managed to say. "I appreciate your honesty... Adonis!"He smiled, "I don't like playing games, long legs. Life's too short for that, you know?"I nodded again, feeling a surge of admiration for him. How right he was! Who would know about this bitter truth of life better than me? Life was too sh