Chapter 19Bradley threw his head back as a loud laughter escaped his lips. He wrapped his arms around his stomach and laughed harder, but when he stared at Tammie, he realized she wasn't smiling. He lowered his gaze, and that was when he saw the diamond ring sitting beautifully on her fingers. His heart clenched, each breath extremely painful, “Tammie.” he breathed, pain in his eyes, “How…how..how, no, when did you get married?”Tammie held out her fork and started eating, “A few weeks ago.” she smiled, not meeting his eyes. She had liked Bradley then, but she couldn't forgive herself after her mother's death. She couldn't date, or do anything cheerful that would make her happy, but after what Collins said, she realized it wasn't her fault. She wasn't the cause of her mother's death.Her grip on her fork tightened. She remembered Collinsagain during lunch. The new memories they've made managed to assault her brain over and over again.Bradley nodded, putting some lettuce in his mout
Chapter 20“Tammie,” Collins whispered, taking slow strides toward her. Her brows were deeply furrowed, her pale skin glistening under the water. Collins' hands trembled as a memory flashed in his mind. Luther's blood was splattered around the house, his eyes wide open as his blood formed a pool beneath him. Collins' heart raced, the sound of his heartbeat thrashing in his ears, “Tammie!” he called again, confused, a blank expression on his face.He ignored the fact that she was naked and carried her out of the bathtub, dashing towards her bed. He gritted his teeth when he realized that she had a cold bath, and now, her skin was burning up. Collins wrapped her up with her duvet and dashed outside, speeding down the stairs, “Alfred.” he yelled, running a jerky hand through his hair, “Alfred, where the hell are you?!”Alfred, sensing the urgency in his master's voice, dropped the rag and scurried towards the living room. Out of breath, he placed his hands on his knees and sighed, “Mr Bl
Chapter 21“Ginger and garlic soup.” Collins forced a smile and scooped some soup with the spoon, “You're down with a fever. You need it to get better.”Tammie's eyes widened in shock at the sight of Collins. He was sitting next to her, smiling like nothing ever happened. The distasteful smell of garlic wafted into her nose and she groaned, turning away, “What happened to me?” she asked softly, her voice strained as she leaned on the wall, “And why are you here?”Collins simply stared at her, the soup turning warm, “You fainted while having a bath.” His words echoed in her ears and she trembled, her gaze traveling down her legs. She swallowed nervously and stared at her exposed arms, “What the hell happened?” She shrieked, fear evident in her features, “Did…did you carry me in here?”“Were you expecting the butler to carry you instead?” Collins asked with a chuckle, “Or you expect me to allow you to drown?” He placed the spoon back in the bowl and raised the whole bowl, “Would you ret
Chapter 22For ages, we've been told that the monsters are underneath our beds, hiding in the darkness only to come out during our rest time. However, as Collins grew, he realized there was no such thing as a monster beneath the bed.The real monster was locked up in his heart, haunting and terrorizing him during the nighttime. The gruesome memories and the torturous past were his monsters, the vulnerable part of him he so much wanted to hide from others.In a white room, Collins crossed his legs and leaned backward, closing his eyes as he listened to Wills’ rants,“I’ve told you countless times, only take two pills whenever you're about to sleep!”“You've been feeding your body with so much that now you're addicted.”“Now, the pills no longer work for you.” Wills spat, his body trembling from anger. He was Collins' therapist for several years, but Collins was still fighting the same battle, unable to overcome his nightmares due to a traumatizing event that happened several years ago.
Chapter 23Tammie watched as Collins strolled in with a journal in his hands, but like always, she ignored him and continued brewing her coffee. His actions yesterday had surprised her, and the fact that he got jealous over a man's jacket alone was annoying. She mixed her coffee with a spoon and walked towards the couch, “You're back.” That was all she said, and Collins nodded stiffly, still thinking about the first sentence written in that journal.He felt like Wills was giving him a chance to settle things with his wife and improve their relationship, but how was that supposed to help him sleep better? He inhaled a deep breath and walked towards her, “Do you feel better?” his cold voice warmed Tammie up and her grip on her cup tightened. She took some mouthfuls of the coffee and flashed a smile, “As you can see, I'm quite alright.”Collins nodded before ascending the stairs, his lips pressed together in deep thought. He placed the journal on his bed, and loosened up his tie, before
CHAPTER 24“Are we there yet?” Sandros asked, staring at his fingers as his driver stepped on the accelerator, speeding down the highway. The breeze ruffled his hair, caressing his scalp and a smile slowly appeared on his face, “Hurry. I need to make a deal with Olivon.” he said, closing his eyes to relax.A few minutes later, the car came to a stop at a popular nightclub. Sandros' subordinate alighted from the car and helped him with the door. Sandros placed a foot on the ground before placing the other, “get the stuff.” he ordered, smoothening his crumpled shirt. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up, “Don't waste my time, Matthew.”Matthew jogged, opened up the car trunk, and pulled out the stuff. He held the suitcase protectively, checking left and right as he walked after Sandros. His master, Sandros, should be referred to as the most ruthless man in the whole city. He was cruel, heartless, and most importantly, thirsty for more wealth. He was extreme
CHAPTER 25“Mia, this place is beautiful!” Tammie squealed, wrapping her arms around her best friend. Her gaze traveled across the flower shop—the ivy plants and the silk arrangement of flowers in their vases. Tammie closed her eyes, inhaling the sweetness of greenery, soil, and petals, “this must have cost a fortune.” she smiled, tracing a rose with the tip of her fingers.Mia crossed her arms and smirked, “spent all my life saving on this shop.” she said, taking slow strides towards some vases to clean them, “I hope I'll start making sales.”Tammie sat down on a small couch and closed her eyes to relax, “I know you will.” she smiled, licking her lips, “This place is magnificent. I got mesmerized immediately when I stepped in.” she said, proud of her best friend.Mia just got into town a few weeks ago, and now, she was about to start making a living. Most girls of her age would continue living off their parents, but Mia was the independent type. Fierce and bold. Not afraid of anythin
CHAPTER 26Tammie couldn't wrap her head around the fact that Collins had slept on her bed last night with his arms tightly wrapped around her waist. She could still feel the hardness of his chest, how warm his arms felt, and his intoxicating scent still lingered in the air.Collins was so perfect, he could be referred to as a Greek god.Tammie tightened her grip on her fork and raised her head to take a peep at him. She had confronted him this morning, but he simply shrugged and called it a mistake. With each passing second, she found his actions even more strange.Collins carefully replied to some emails while having a glass of coffee, “Have you had enough?” he asked, his gaze still fixed on his phone.Tammie's fork dropped to the table as a short gasp escaped her lips, “Had enough of what?” she blurted out, picking up her fork, “Haven't even started.”Collins pressed his lips together and smiled, “Then continue staring then.” he said, downing the rest of the coffee before leaving f
CHAPTER 29Having a nice sleep wouldn't be the right word to say. For Collins, had the best night of his life. He caressed her face and watched as she batted her eyelashes, about to wake up. Tammie yawned softly, “You're awake?” she blurted out, shocked Collins was up so early. A feeling of death crawled up her skin, “didn't you have a nice sleep?”Collins chuckled softly and pulled her closer, inhaling her scent, “I should be asking you that. Did you have any nightmares?” he asked, staring into her eyes and she shook her head, trapped in his gaze, “No nightmares.”“Likewise.” Collins wanted to say, but he didn't want to worry her. However, Tammie was hell-bent on hearing him talk about his night. He pulled her even closer, his hot breath caressing her skin, “I slept well, Tammie.” he smiled, warmth spreading in his heart.Tammie heaved a sigh of relief and cupped his cheeks, “How about dinner with my dad?” she asked, holding her breath for a response. She stared at Collins, not wanti
CHAPTER 28A slight frown appeared on Tammie's face as a shiver ran down her spine. She took slow strides towards Sandros and stared at him, her sharp gaze piercing through his skin, “I am Mrs Blackwood.” she replied, her voice soft, but strong. Sandros' appearance was intimidating, but Tammie wasn't weak as well. Both of them stared at each other for a few more seconds before Tammie asked, “Have I met you somewhere?”Mia's eyes darted around Sandros and Tammie, carefully watching as they gazed at each other. Sandros had a knowing gaze, but Tammie was trying to recall if she had met the strange man before. Mia parted her lips to speak, but Sandros beat her to it, “Mr. Collins Blackwood is magnificent enough to be known by everyone.” he said, walking further into the flower shop, “finding out who his wife is shouldn't be hard.”Tammie narrowed her eyes, bothered by his words. She tilted her head and forced out a smile, eying him suspiciously, “ Then you must be an acquaintance of my hu
CHAPTER 27Tammie let out a small chuckle, “Father, he's busy with work.” She said, tucking a few strands of her hair behind her ears.Other than focusing on Collins' unreciprocated love, she chose to focus on her father's company and watch it develop. It was an arranged marriage; it was only her fault for expecting something more.If they were to attend the dinner, her father might notice their strained relationship. It was better he never found out about the truth.“Why do I feel like something is going on?” Luke asked, slightly worried, “Tammie, is everything okay?” he asked, holding her hands in his. When Tammie had brought up the idea of having a marriage, he was slightly worried about her. He never wanted her to rush into anything, but it seemed like she loved the man called Collins.Luke never had the chance to have a decent conversation with his son-in-law due to his illness, and now that he was better, Tammie was making excuses, using his work ethic to keep him in place.Tamm
CHAPTER 26Tammie couldn't wrap her head around the fact that Collins had slept on her bed last night with his arms tightly wrapped around her waist. She could still feel the hardness of his chest, how warm his arms felt, and his intoxicating scent still lingered in the air.Collins was so perfect, he could be referred to as a Greek god.Tammie tightened her grip on her fork and raised her head to take a peep at him. She had confronted him this morning, but he simply shrugged and called it a mistake. With each passing second, she found his actions even more strange.Collins carefully replied to some emails while having a glass of coffee, “Have you had enough?” he asked, his gaze still fixed on his phone.Tammie's fork dropped to the table as a short gasp escaped her lips, “Had enough of what?” she blurted out, picking up her fork, “Haven't even started.”Collins pressed his lips together and smiled, “Then continue staring then.” he said, downing the rest of the coffee before leaving f
CHAPTER 25“Mia, this place is beautiful!” Tammie squealed, wrapping her arms around her best friend. Her gaze traveled across the flower shop—the ivy plants and the silk arrangement of flowers in their vases. Tammie closed her eyes, inhaling the sweetness of greenery, soil, and petals, “this must have cost a fortune.” she smiled, tracing a rose with the tip of her fingers.Mia crossed her arms and smirked, “spent all my life saving on this shop.” she said, taking slow strides towards some vases to clean them, “I hope I'll start making sales.”Tammie sat down on a small couch and closed her eyes to relax, “I know you will.” she smiled, licking her lips, “This place is magnificent. I got mesmerized immediately when I stepped in.” she said, proud of her best friend.Mia just got into town a few weeks ago, and now, she was about to start making a living. Most girls of her age would continue living off their parents, but Mia was the independent type. Fierce and bold. Not afraid of anythin
CHAPTER 24“Are we there yet?” Sandros asked, staring at his fingers as his driver stepped on the accelerator, speeding down the highway. The breeze ruffled his hair, caressing his scalp and a smile slowly appeared on his face, “Hurry. I need to make a deal with Olivon.” he said, closing his eyes to relax.A few minutes later, the car came to a stop at a popular nightclub. Sandros' subordinate alighted from the car and helped him with the door. Sandros placed a foot on the ground before placing the other, “get the stuff.” he ordered, smoothening his crumpled shirt. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up, “Don't waste my time, Matthew.”Matthew jogged, opened up the car trunk, and pulled out the stuff. He held the suitcase protectively, checking left and right as he walked after Sandros. His master, Sandros, should be referred to as the most ruthless man in the whole city. He was cruel, heartless, and most importantly, thirsty for more wealth. He was extreme
Chapter 23Tammie watched as Collins strolled in with a journal in his hands, but like always, she ignored him and continued brewing her coffee. His actions yesterday had surprised her, and the fact that he got jealous over a man's jacket alone was annoying. She mixed her coffee with a spoon and walked towards the couch, “You're back.” That was all she said, and Collins nodded stiffly, still thinking about the first sentence written in that journal.He felt like Wills was giving him a chance to settle things with his wife and improve their relationship, but how was that supposed to help him sleep better? He inhaled a deep breath and walked towards her, “Do you feel better?” his cold voice warmed Tammie up and her grip on her cup tightened. She took some mouthfuls of the coffee and flashed a smile, “As you can see, I'm quite alright.”Collins nodded before ascending the stairs, his lips pressed together in deep thought. He placed the journal on his bed, and loosened up his tie, before
Chapter 22For ages, we've been told that the monsters are underneath our beds, hiding in the darkness only to come out during our rest time. However, as Collins grew, he realized there was no such thing as a monster beneath the bed.The real monster was locked up in his heart, haunting and terrorizing him during the nighttime. The gruesome memories and the torturous past were his monsters, the vulnerable part of him he so much wanted to hide from others.In a white room, Collins crossed his legs and leaned backward, closing his eyes as he listened to Wills’ rants,“I’ve told you countless times, only take two pills whenever you're about to sleep!”“You've been feeding your body with so much that now you're addicted.”“Now, the pills no longer work for you.” Wills spat, his body trembling from anger. He was Collins' therapist for several years, but Collins was still fighting the same battle, unable to overcome his nightmares due to a traumatizing event that happened several years ago.
Chapter 21“Ginger and garlic soup.” Collins forced a smile and scooped some soup with the spoon, “You're down with a fever. You need it to get better.”Tammie's eyes widened in shock at the sight of Collins. He was sitting next to her, smiling like nothing ever happened. The distasteful smell of garlic wafted into her nose and she groaned, turning away, “What happened to me?” she asked softly, her voice strained as she leaned on the wall, “And why are you here?”Collins simply stared at her, the soup turning warm, “You fainted while having a bath.” His words echoed in her ears and she trembled, her gaze traveling down her legs. She swallowed nervously and stared at her exposed arms, “What the hell happened?” She shrieked, fear evident in her features, “Did…did you carry me in here?”“Were you expecting the butler to carry you instead?” Collins asked with a chuckle, “Or you expect me to allow you to drown?” He placed the spoon back in the bowl and raised the whole bowl, “Would you ret