The RaidThey took James to a large yacht that was docked at the port. Becky squinted, the yacht had the initials JM on its body, was that stand for James Miller? Did the ship belong to him?Sneakily she made her way through the parked cars. She hid behind an SUV long enough to believe that all the men who had brought James had boarded the giant yacht.With a bow, she approached the yacht, wondering when the police would arrive. Should she wait for the police? Or should she go inside? Her father probably wouldn't hurt her, she didn't have to be afraid of anything, did she?She scanned the entrance of the yacht and found no opening to get into it.Maybe she should just barge in? Or should she surrender herself to her father? Pretending to offer peace?The last idea seemed to be working, besides, the police would be here soon.With a pounding heart, she walked hesitantly to the deck that led to the yacht entrance, where two guards dressed in all black stood tall, they weren't James Mill
Becky walked back and forth in the hospital hallway barefoot, her face puffy, her hair tangled. She didn't even feel tired because her body was numb. She was scared to death because James had been shot in the head, she didn't know how deep the wound was but what was clear was that his condition wasn't good at all."Becky!" suddenly, from the end of the hall, Nina ran up to her with a worried face. She hugged her tightly, sobbing. At first, Becky thought Nina was trying to calm her down, but her cries sounded different."Nina, where are Alex and Phoebe?" asked Becky, getting wary.Nina let go of her arms, crying even louder."Your father sent Timothy to take them, I can't do anything, Lottie, I'm sorry..." she said, feeling very guilty for not being able to protect Alex and Phoebe.Becky's eyes widened, her stomach rumbling for a moment. But she knew she couldn't blame Nina for that incident."The mansion has fallen, even Greg, he...""He what?" asked Becky, choked."He's dead, you kno
"Ms. Beckett? You looking for me?"A detective named Alan Thomspon showed up after she had waited for him for almost an hour."Yes, Detective Thompson, I need to talk to you, um about William Beckett," she didn't even want to mention him as her father."Okay, coffee?""No, thank you," answered Becky impatiently.Detective Thompson pulled a chair and sat across her,"Well, what is it? Is there any information about him?"Becky gulped nervously, "Yes, um one of Mr. Miller's staff told me that she heard Mr. Davis mentioning Barbados when he talked to Mr. Beckett right after he kidnapped my siblings,"''Kidnapped your siblings? You mean your father took away his kids from you?" corrected Detective Thompson sarcastically.Becky let out a long sigh,"He's dangerous, whatever you said I need to take my siblings back to me, besides, you have to get him back here, he shot Mr. Miller right on his head! He's in a fucking operation room right now, fighting for his life! If you're not serious abou
That letter was very long, but Becky caught one paragraph that was the point of the message. When she read it, her heart was beating very hard.'William Beckett was assigned by Lorenzo Benuchi, who is also the father of Amalia Benuchi, to kill you. You must be prepared because that time will come sooner or later.'Becky's hands were shaking violently. All this time, it turned out that James had known that her father was after him. Why had he never discussed that with her? Then a big question popped into her head. Why was her father so stupid that he wanted to dirty his hands with blood to carry out Amalia's father's orders? Was it because he was afraid of losing her? Or is there some other reason behind it?"Excuse me, Ma'am. Your time is up, you must leave this mansion immediately," suddenly, a security guard appeared at the door of James's room as if all the rooms in that mansion no longer had their privacy."How long will you be here?" asked Becky as her hands were busy tucking the
"It will disturb his memory, most similar cases ended up like that, but there is always another possibility so don't worry, we will monitor him for a few hours and then move him to the intensive care unit, you should rest somewhere else because waiting here will be very tiring," said the doctor while pointing her chin to the waiting chair.Becky felt her stomach contents twist so tightly that she felt very nauseous. Memory loss? It wasn't in her head at all. But wasn't James surviving already good news for her?"Are you okay?" asked the doctor with her head tilted, studying Becky's pale face."Yeah, I'm fine, thanks for doing your best and saving James's life..." said Becky earnestly.The following minutes after the doctor disappeared, she pensively stared out the window. Blaming herself for what her father did to James. Then suddenly, she remembered what Andrew West had said about the news in the media about him and James. She impatiently opened her cell phone to see the information,
Becky covered her mouth in shock, she turned her gaze to the doctor and nurse, asking them to do something."Are you aware of what year you're living now?" asked the doctor to James attentively.James frowned, "I don't know, I don't know!" he answered, his head aching so badly, he looked down at the bedsheet, trying to dig something but he got nothing.Becky felt her knees weak. She crouched down and started to cry. He couldn't even remember himself. How could he remember her?"Ms. Beckett, do you want to say something?" the doctor stared at her while nodding her head to convince her.Hesitantly Becky rose to her feet. She cleared her throat nervously."Hey..." she moved forward and stood beside James with a pale face. James looked at her, alert."You really don't remember me at all?" asked her in a choked voice.James shook his head faintly, "No, I don't, who are you? Are we related?" asked him weakly. Becky felt like something was stabbing her chest, she inhaled deeply, trying to co
"No, James, I would never hurt you. If you still had your memory, you would know for sure!" said Becky with teary eyes, her hand reaching out to touch James's arm, but James shifted his hand, avoiding her touch.Becky felt a great disappointment in her heart, but she couldn't express it. "Ask what you want to ask, and I'll answer it as best I can," she steeled herself.James put Becky's cell phone back on the bed, handing it back to her without a word. "You expect me to believe in you after what your father did to me?" he asked quietly, too weak to scream."I know I don't deserve to be listened to, but at least you can get my version of the answer and check the truth with others," said Becjy with her head down, looking at the floor."How did we know each other?" asked James after a long pause. Becky held her breath. That was the complicated question. She inhaled and exhaled slowly, "You need to see this," she reached for her big bag from the nightstand and took out a bundle of documen
James turned to the door and looked at Megan questioningly but said nothing.Megan smiled slyly at Becky and ignored her question."James! Oh God, I was so worried about you!" she said as she walked over to James and stood beside him, across from Becky, still sitting with her spoon floating in the air.James frowned,"Who are you? Don't touch my hand!" he said somewhat defensively.Megan looked amazed,"So you lost your memory?" she murmured wide-eyed.Something stirred inside Becky's stomach when she heard Megan say those words as if she could already read the little thoughts running through that snake woman's head."Don't you dare take advantage of this situation! He has suffered enough with his memory loss!" hissed Becky, not understanding how Megan could discover Harvey's memory loss."Says the daughter of the murderer..." Megan said with a sharp look. She changed her face to a sad one and looked into James's eyes with a deep look,"This woman and her father used you from the star
Becky's question was left unanswered. That day James took her back to LA, which confused her, he asked him, but again her question remained unanswered. They landed safely at LAX and continued to James' mansion, which gave Becky a goosebump when she looked at it, recalling the chaotic day when that tragedy happened."Okay, that's enough!" Becky stopped her step and snatched away James' hand, which was holding her wrist. "Can you at least tell me what's going on here? Why are you flying to LA when our wedding is just days away?" she raved, her chest heaving. "I know it's a fake wedding, but I don't like that you changed the plan without my approval. I mean, am I that insignificant to you?"James stopped. He exhaled long and then turned around at her."Those media attention is the last thing I wanted to get right now. I'm canceling the wedding at the Plaza. We're moving here," he said firmly.Becky gulped, "So I'm going to stay here until you don't need me anymore?" she muttered, staring
"Can you please leave me alone? I need time..." said Becky without looking at him. James nodded. He walked away from her and stopped right at the door."Everything will be fine. You don't have to worry," he said, staring at the back of her head with a warm gaze. Becky didn't say anything. She buried her face between her knees, sobbing. She didn't know that James was standing still behind the door, confused about how he could help her go through that situation.After he left, she dared herself to activate her cell phone. Since she was not famous, people might not be interested in her story. She shouldn't be over-worried, should she?So she swiped the screen, opened her social media, and was shocked. There were so many people putting harsh comments on every picture she uploaded.'She's marrying James Miller just to satisfy her shopping habit. She does not feel guilty after what her father has done to him! Such a bitch!''I bet she's not that pretty in real life.And many other nasty com
"Are you kidding me? Why would you come with us?" asked Becky, who finally canceled to go to dinner with Alan. James shrugged, "I just wanted to join in,?" he said lightly. "Oh really?!" she rolled her eyes, then turned her face toward the window again. They were in the car, just out of The Plaza area."Where are we going?" she asked nonchalantly."Home," he said."Okay, drive me to my apartment. I really need some me time," she said bluntly."No, we're going back to my penthouse," he said undeniably."Excuse me? We're not married yet! We don't have to live together! I want to go back to my apartment!" raved Becky, she didn't know why but she felt like staying in her apartment alone to clear her head from all those sudden things that happened to her.James pulled the car over,"Look, I don't have time to fight! The wedding is only days away! You think it's easy to arrange a sudden wedding?!" he said annoyedly."I never wanted a fight. It's you who always started it! It's difficult for
Feeling better, she rushed to wash in the bathroom and got dressed. There were far more critical things to consider, like how she would announce her sudden wedding plans to the public. They must have been shocked, especially her siblings. But things might be more difficult if they discovered that James hadn't returned his memories.Let's say the marriage happened, at last, then temporary happiness will soon be created, and years later, all will end sadly because of a divorce that was supposed to happen. She took a deep breath, feeling guilty that her father's sins had resulted in her getting involved in a fake marriage to someone who should be her husband and who loved her the most.Thirty minutes later, she was ready with a knee-length casual dress in brick red. She let her long hair down. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks would turn red with embarrassment whenever she remembered what she had done with James earlier. Suddenly she could hear someone knock on the door."Y
With an annoyed face, Becky returned to James's penthouse. She still couldn't accept the trap she had set. If she had known from the start that her shopping expenses would be deducted from her own money she would not have spent that much!"Follow me," he said, climbing the stairs to the second floor."We're not going to sleep together, aren't we?" said her curiously. He snorted in laughter, "What did you just say? Do you think I'm willing to sleep with you? You may still be unable to forget what happened to us back then but trust me. I don't remember any of that. I even forgot how you tasted!"Becky didn't reply. However, she lost her virginity to him, which bothered her quite a bit. She stepped ahead of James with a shopping bag in her hand. James looked at her back. He understood what was happening in her head but wasn't lying when he said he didn't remember anything about her."I forgot which one is my room?" asked Becky when they were on the second floor, she looked around the ro
Becky grimaced. She looked at James with an annoyed look. "We accidentally bumped into each other. How about you? What are you doing here?" she asked, trying to sound cheerful. James looked at her and Richard alternately, "Accidentally bumped into each other? What is that supposed to mean?" he muttered with a raised eyebrow.Richard cleared his throat softly, "I'd better get back to the office, Becky thanks for your time!" he said as he rose to his feet, nodded once to James, and then hurriedly left them. He knew something terrible might going to happen."Are you following me?!" Becky said, her eyes squinting at James suspiciously. He chuckled, "Following you? Do you think I don't have anything else to do? Why would I follow you?! I wanted to pick up something I left in Michael's office, and I accidentally saw you with that annoying guy!""That annoying guy you said? You don't even know him! How can you call him like that? You're even a thousand times more annoying than him! I mean th
"Um, Richard, nice to meet you. I have to go now!" said Becky, shaking Richard's hand awkwardly."Let's go this way!" said Michael West, leading James and Becky to his office. "Bye!" said Richard, smiling warmly before Becky disappeared from the hallway."What? You like him?" muttered James coldly."Haha, so funny!" replied Becky with a sarcastic tone."Remember you are someone's future wife, don't flirt with other men or...""Or what?" she challenged him."Or you'll get the consequences," hissed James in a serious tone that made Becky shudder in horror, remembering the torture she once got from him.While Becky was busy with her thoughts, James suddenly pulled her hand away."Are you going to keep thinking about that guy, or are you going to focus on settling my life back?" he whispered in her ear.Becky sneered, she looked up at James, but she didn't say anything. It sucks! A relationship with someone who didn't love her back hurt her so much! She couldn't imagine living years with
Too ShockedThey stared at each other in silence, then the images of what they did a long time ago swirled in Becky's head as James buried his face between her thighs. She could remember everything clearly, all his sighs, touch, kisses..."Rebecca?!""Hey, Rebecca Beckett!" James waved his hand in front of her face and brought her to her senses. She hurriedly pulled herself away from him and cleared her throat nervously."Are you thinking something dirty? Why is your face red like that?" he teased with laughter.Becky's face turned even redder, "You're so annoying!" she snapped, stomping her feet and then walking fast, leaving the kitchen. James held back his laugh and followed her behind. They stood next to each other without speaking. Becky kept cursing herself for being unable to forget everything that had happened. She even felt something warm between her thighs. Gosh! What a shame!"Rebecca, wait!" yelled James running after her. "Arrgh!" suddenly, he stopped, holding his head in
"I know, you don't need to remind me," said Becky curtly. She turned her face to the window, secretly smiling because she missed James so much. It's just that she didn't want to show her longing for him. One-sided love was tough...James's penthouse was on the 100th floor of a luxury apartment building in Manhattan, New York.A driver opened the car door for her while James waited impatiently beside her. "This way," the bodyguard said, showing her the way to the private elevator that would take them to the 100th floor.She didn't say anything at all and was still trying to digest it all. She tried to fix her life and focus on her siblings, but James's appearance changed everything. She didn't know what would happen after that...James scanned his eyes at a small box located near the entrance. Soon after, the door was wide open. "Come on," he said as he stepped back and invited Becky to enter first."How did you know about that? I mean, how do you know how to enter this room?" she aske