Chelsey cried so hard that she could hardly utter a word.Timothy continued to comfort her, saying, "It was the kidnapper's fault. They've already paid the price for their actions."At this moment, Timothy had deep regrets.When Chelsey first kicked him out of the hospital, he shouldn't have gone to the bar and got drunk to the point of blacking out.He should have rescued her immediately when she was kidnapped.For the last couple of days, Timothy's men were trying to find out what vault the kidnapper had been talking about, and what it had to do with Chelsey.The culprit kidnapped her once ten years ago and this time, they've done it again.Timothy couldn't be sure that it wouldn't happen again in the future.Meanwhile, Chelsey was wallowing in the grief of Lucas' tragic condition. She had no time to care about the vault and what possible treasures it could behold.She only cared about Lucas.After she ended the phone call with Timothy, Chelsey lay on the bed like a zombie.
Lucas' anger flared, and he barked at his bodyguard, "Throw her out!""Yes, sir." The bodyguard emerged from the shadows and approached Shannon. He gestured toward the exit.Shannon was fuming and added, "I know you don't believe me, Luke. Let's wait until Chelsey's child is born, and we'll do a paternity test. I can guarantee that the child belongs to Timothy."Lucas' cheeks flushed red with anger.He was aware that Timothy had been purchasing baby supplies because he had someone tail Timothy. Not only did Timothy buy baby supplies, but he also bought various things suited for pregnant ladies such as clothes, shoes, and supplements. However, the items were still at Timothy's place and he hadn't given them to Chelsey. Was Chelsey actually pregnant?Lucas suddenly recalled a time when Chelsey felt nauseous. But she attributed it to indigestion. Later, Timothy brought Chelsey a meal and gave her some candy after she finished eating. Although Chelsey's voice was barely loud
Having said this, Chelsey stumbled away. As she was crossing the street, she didn't pay attention to the traffic lights and narrowly avoided a collision. She slumped to the ground, the car merely a few inches away from her. A tall figure stood between her and the vehicle–it was Timothy. He was like an angel, always swooping in to save her.Timothy lifted Chelsey and crossed the street.Mark took a few photos of them before he went back inside the hospital.Chelsey stayed in Westine for three days. To her, these three days were akin to three years. She would often stand in front of the window in her room and gaze at the hospital building across the street for hours.When they went back to Jenton City, Chelsey fell ill. She had a high fever and her cheeks were flushed red. She was also constantly fading in and out of consciousness. Timothy took great care of her during this time. When Chelsey regained consciousness, she saw Timothy hunched over by the bedside.She croa
Despite facing numerous challenges since the beginning of her pregnancy, the baby in Chelsey's belly was developing well. During this time, Chelsey's appetite had noticeably improved. She was eating well and sleeping soundly. She was also starting to get chubbier. She was now looking more like her previous self.Chelsey consistently encouraged herself to nurture the baby well. She wanted to surprise Lucas when he returned, confident that he would be delighted to see the baby. After the checkup, Timothy brought Chelsey home.He stared at her reluctantly. "I need to head back to Westine to buy some paintings. It might take some time. Take care of yourself for the time being, and don't make me worry."Timothy was originally from Westine and had been living in Jenton City for years. He managed an art gallery there, primarily focused on art transactions. The gallery also showcased many paintings by Chelsey, but none of them were for sale."Don't worry, Tim. I'll take good care o
Sandra huffed. "You've been fretting over Lucas for months. He could have used his phone, yet he never once called or texted you. I bet he's back with Shannon and is ghosting you."Chelsey had thought of this. Although it hurt, Chelsey didn't care who Lucas chose to be with as long as he was okay. She smiled. "I'm just glad he's doing well. His legs should also recover in no time."Sandra didn't know what to say. Chelsey was too much of a romantic! She sighed. "I took some photos of them, Chels. I'll send them to you now.""Okay." Chelsey hummed.After Sandra hung up, Chelsey received the photos. The photos showed Shannon pushing Lucas in his wheelchair. The two seemed chummy, with Shannon laughing happily. On the other hand, Lucas kept his head down, and the photos didn't show the expression on his face.Shannon had cared for Lucas for months in Westine. They had a history together. It was possible for old flames to rekindle. Fortunately, Shannon didn't abandon Lucas th
"Quit being stubborn, Luke. You should listen to the doctor and take it easy. Your legs will heal in no time. Soon enough, you'll be able to run around again. Don't rush it." Shannon stepped forward, attempting to lend her support to Lucas.Lucas shrugged off her hand with a look of disgust. "Don't touch me."In the end, it was his assistant and the bodyguards who helped Lucas into the wheelchair. Lucas detested the wheelchair. He had to use the wheelchair back when he lost his sight. And now, he had to use it again due to his legs. The wheelchair was always present each time he hit rock bottom.Lucas isolated himself in the master bedroom. Even though there were no traces of Chelsey's belongings, her scent still lingered in the room. When he shut his eyes, it felt as if Chelsey was right there beside him. He could even hear her calling out to him."Lucas, have a taste of this mango. It's incredibly sweet. I'll feed you. Here, open up.""Lucas, do you need help with your b
Chelsey had asked Jason about the client's last name. However, he informed her that the client preferred confidentiality and would only go by "Mr. L".This was the first time Chelsey came across such a mysterious client.…Chelsey had been cooped up at home for a few days. Seeing the good weather outside, she decided to take a walk, bask in the sun, and get some vitamin D. There was a newly open mall not far from her place. Chelsey wasn't big on shopping but it was nice to indulge in the hustle and bustle of life once in a while. She bought a cup of coffee and strolled through the lively streets.Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of her—Shannon. She was dressed in a white Chanel coat with a Hermes skirt underneath. She was also carrying a Hermes bag and wore a pair of Tod's loafers. With her long hair cascading behind her, Shannon looked to be in high spirits.Upon noticing Chelsey, Shannon's smile froze. She began to approach Chelsey. She gasped loudly, "Wow
Lucas had received Chelsey's phone number, but he still hadn't initiated a conversation with her.Their first chat left him oddly nervous. His hands were sweaty as he typed a reply: "Sorry, Queen. I'm busy and won't be able to meet up with you. Let's discuss the designs over text. And thank you for the coffee, but maybe next time."Chelsey took a moment to think up a reply. "Got it, Mr. L. Feel free to share your ideas too. I'll do my best to bring them to life."Lucas texted, "No. I trust in your ability."To which Chelsey replied, "Thanks for your trust. I'll work hard not to let you down.""Pleasure working with you." "Pleasure working with you too," came Chelsey's final text. Lucas read Chelsey's messages and found this form of communication weirdly relaxing. She could be with the one she loved without feeling pressured to repay the debt, and he could maintain a friendship with her. Lucas was satisfied to converse with her like this.Lucas clicked on Chelsey's profile