Betty exited his room and rushed downstairs."Why are you out so soon?" Agnes gasped, rising from the couch.With a disappointed expression, Betty replied, "James kicked me out. He didn't even care about the attention I tried to give him,"Agnes' face tensed for a second before she relaxed and walked towards Betty."You've got to be patient with him," She implored, reaching for Betty's hand. "He's just coming to terms with the fact that that worthless woman was never worth his time. It's not easy for him to accept." "I know," Betty sighed."Please don't give up on him. I want you to help him get that vile woman out of his head," Agnes spat, her tone venomous with lingering hate attached to it. "I'm not going to give up. I want James all to myself and I will do everything I can to make that happen ..." Betty uttered, her voice firm with resolve."My love for him will never die,"Agnes smiled, pleased by Betty's determination. She loved it."That's the spirit. Now wipe that sad look of
"What am I going to do?" Amanda thought, a knot of fear tightening in her stomach. "Should I tell Charles to drive faster? What if we get into an accident because of the speed and something worse happens?" "If I tell Charles that certain people are after my life and my daughter's, will he be able to protect us?" Amanda asked inwardly, her eyes filled with horror as the car behind them seemed closer. "Wouldn't it be risky to get him involved? I don't want him to die like Mr Turner. Poor Mr. Turner," She lamented, her hands nervously clenched her gown. Her sweaty palms and fingers dug into the fabric. "I can't let that car catch up with us. I have to make Charles divert somehow," She turned to Charles, who was already staring at her. "You are shaking," He commented, noticing how her lips were trembling. He might have assumed she was cold, but the past few days in London had been unusually hot, one of those rare heatwaves. "Why are you shivering?" He asked, then took a peek at the
Amanda initially thought that Lizzy was making up things or simply jumping to conclusions, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized that there might be some truth to it. When she first met Charles, he had this look in his eyes that she couldn't decipher. Then he started getting more familiar and friendly with her. He began asking more personal questions and getting involved in her life. His actions seemed to go beyond the commitment of a lawyer. "Does he have feelings for me?" Amanda wondered, her thoughts racing. "A regular lawyer wouldn't pay for the flight tickets of his client along with her child, then offer to pay for their upkeep. It was too unusual…" Her thoughts raced. Her hands trembled slightly around the phone. She wasn't sure if she was reading too much into things or if Lizzy's words were starting to make sense. "Amanda, are you there?" Charles's voice echoed through the phone. Amanda swallowed a lump down her throat and replied, "Yeah, I'm…here,"
Amanda followed him for a few moments before she heard a faint call for help. She thought it was her imagination and wanted to ignore it, but then the voice echoed in her mind. Her heart skipped a beat as she recognized it to be James's voice. Without any hesitation, she rushed towards the swimming pool. As she arrived, her eyes dilated in horror at the sight of James's body floating in the pool. Amanda's heart almost stopped at what she saw. At that moment, she couldn't think of how her family was murdered and his alleged cheating. She also couldn't dwell on the betrayal she thought he committed by hiding his family's evil. She could only think about her love for him and the fact that he was still the father of her child. She couldn't let him die. "James!" Amanda screamed, running towards the pool. She leaped into the water, and the chill of it almost took her breath away. She forced her head out of the water to gasp for air before plunging back in and swimming to him. She got
Amanda returned to Charles' house in different clothes, a nice outfit he had bought for her on their way back. She had changed in the boutique, discarding her earlier clothes. As she walked into the sitting room, she saw Kendall and the maid, completely engrossed in the loud and colorful cartoon. The vibrant sounds filled the room and none of them noticed Amanda's entrance. "Hey sweetie," Amanda called out, her voice warm and gentle. Kendall's head snapped in the direction of her mother's voice. Her eyes brightened and a huge smile spread across her face. "Mommy!" She exclaimed, jumping off the couch and running toward her. Kendall was overjoyed to see her. Although she was enjoying the company of the maid, she still wanted her mother's presence around her. Amanda knelt and spread her arms in the air. Kendall flew into her mother's arms and giggled. "Welcome back, mommy," Kendall said, her small arms wrapping around Amanda's neck. "Thank you, my love," Amanda murmured with a so
A knock came on Amanda's door, pulling her from her thoughts. She shifted her distant gaze from the ceiling to the door. She slowly sat up and a small frown etched on her face. "Who's that?" Amanda asked, squinting. "It's me, Charles," There came a reply from the other side. Amanda didn't feel like seeing or talking to anyone except her daughter. She was experiencing some emotional turmoil, and only Kendall could provide her with the innocent comfort she craved. Charles wasn't an option. He was her lawyer and had been excellent to her, but there were things that she wasn't comfortable sharing with him, especially not in her current state. "Can I come in?" Charles asked, placing another knock on the door. "Amanda?" Amanda let out a deep breath and rose to her feet. She could have just told him that she wanted to be alone, but she didn't want to seem rude. After all, this was his house. She walked to the door and unlocked it. Charles pushed it open and smiled gently at her. "I
Betty didn't bother meeting James again, she simply went to meet his mother. "What did he say?" Agnes asked, curiosity flickering in her eyes. "Is he leaving?" "I didn't speak to him," Betty responded with a sigh. She was about to tell Agnes that James was trying to get back with Amanda, but she held back. Betty wanted to handle everything on her own because her ways might be too extreme for Agnes to accept. Betty was ruthless and would do anything to have her way, she doubted if Agnes would support her in everything. "Err… I think that it would be better if you talked to him. I doubt that he would listen to me. He can't even stand the sight of me," She sighed sadly. Agnes didn't like her response or the situation, but she understood. Agnes rose to her feet and walked to her, she gently held her hands and smiled warmly. "Okay, I will talk to him and I will think of other ways to help you get closer to him. Don't worry, I'm going to make your relationship possible…I promise," A
The following days were the most stressful periods of Amanda's life. She had been trying so hard to eradicate her feelings for James, not just because Charles told her to, but for her mental health. Unfortunately, nothing she had tried worked. She had attempted doing chores, playing games, and spending time with her daughter, among others, but none of this eased her plight. "Fuck," Amanda caused, running her hands through her hair. She was lying on the bed with AirPods in her ears, but the music couldn't distract her. "This isn't working," She muttered, exasperation clear in her voice. She looked so exhausted to the extent that stray lines appeared on her forehead, her cheeks flared and her rosy lips were parched. "I can't get him out of my head!" Amanda released a scream, gripping her hair. "I can help you with that," She heard Charles' voice seep through her ears. Startled, she removed her AirPods and turned to Charles with his head peeking in between the door and its frame.
Charles and James drove speeding to the next police station, their hearts racing with every step. James earnestly hoped he would find Amanda there and it shouldn't be just as Charles feared. When they got to the police station, they rushed in and immediately asked the policemen if Amanda was there.“I am sorry but who is Amanda? We have never heard such a name here nor did someone who bears it come to meet us,” the police attending to them said.“What about your fellow policemen who came to meet her, they mentioned someone filed a report in her favor because she was getting harassed and showed up at the hospital to help her,” James said mentioning the names the men had introduced themselves with but the policemen confirmed that no such name existed in their station causing fear to grip James and Charles.“Are you sure you aren't mistaken? Please ask around, you might not know who they are. Maybe they are new here,” James said in denial that the policeman won't know the acclaimed polic
After about a three to four-hour drive, Charles finally made it to the location where his friend Alex said that he could find James’ car. He checked every roadside as he drove ahead, making sure he looked for a car that would match James’ car number. He found a few abandoned cars and after a while, he had finally tracked James' car to the location Alex had given him. He found the car in bad shape, it was dirty with the dust from the rarely used road and it was also badly damaged, with bullet wounds scattered all over it. As Charles further studied to see the window broken and one of the car seats out of place, his fear grew as he opened the car door, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.The scene of the car looked like it was robbed by some serious hoodlums or an assassination attempt was carried out on it. He feared for Amanda as he searched the car and saw blood stains and shattered glasses on the floor of the car and also a broken phone inside, one he could identify as Aman
Charles sat back in his study tapping his leg as he continued waiting impatiently. It has long been overdue since he was supposed to receive feedback from his friend who he asked to track James’ car but it was almost midnight with no reply yet.Charles endlessly scrolled through his message box, and his socials waiting for a text as he sipped some wine to keep himself busy. His instinct keeps telling him Amanda was in danger and he knew the earlier he intervened to save her, the better.As he sighed the 100th time wondering when the text he was waiting for would finally come, his phone beeped and then rang, breaking the silence in his room. He checked the caller ID, it was his friend, Alex who he had asked to track the car, and he let out a sigh of relief and answered the call, listening intently to his friend's voice on the other end."Charles, I found something," Alex said with excitement laced in his tone. "I tracked the car's GPS, and it seems they abandoned it in the middle of t
Betty drove like a mad woman as she stormed into her father’s villa and then impatiently headed to her father’s mansion. She met a domestic staff and asked where she could find her father. The staff mentioned he was in his study and she went straight to meet him.Without knocking, she pushed the door open to reveal her father who was making a call. He looked up when she walked in, totally surprised to see her.“Father. I haven't heard any news from you,” Betty said immediately as she sat and made herself comfortable in the study and rang the staff to bring her a bottle of wine and a glass.“Betty, you didn't inform me you were coming,” the father said as he ended the call.Betty looked up at him with a scowl and asked.“Do I need to let you know when I'm coming over? Isn't your house mine? Don't I used to live here? Well, I will be coming often when Mom finally comes back from her world tour,” Betty said and grabbed the bottle of wine to pour herself some wine when the staff delivered
It was finally over for Charles as he boarded the plane flying him back to London. After several days that turned into weeks of being away without his consent due to the workload, he was finally back.While he was working overseas, he had never stopped trying Amanda’s contact which won’t go through. Even as he was on the plane leading him back home, he still tried to check her social status if she was active but all came to a futile result and he needed no soothsayer to tell him everything wasn’t fine. Amanda was in danger for being that inative for this long which kept him worried. Finally, after several hours he got to London and walked out of the airport to his awaiting car which took him back straight to Amanda’s residence.He rang the bell severally but no one came out to say anything to him and seeing how around her place looked like it hadn’t been touched and showed no human activity, he suspected she hadn’t been home too for weeks.Luckily for him as he turned back to head bac
After coming to the conclusion that she would do as her mind wanted, Amanda rushed back to James’ ward to meet him, her mind still reeling from the encounter with Michael while her heart raced with urgency knowing Micheal’s words weren't something she was going to play with. She couldn't shake the image of his grin off her mind, his threat filled her head causing her heart to race more knowing James was still weak and was only recovering. He wouldn’t be able to do anything to defend himself if he was attacked by Micheal.Amanda bit her lips as she wondered why she encountered someone like Micheal who wouldn’t give up. He was too stubborn and it got her badly disturbed."Wait for me, Micheal. You'll hear from me soon. And it won't be good. I will make sure you regret messing with me, your time is up. I won’t take your shit again,” Amanda vowed to herself feeling anger coarse her system instead of the fear she earlier felt.She fastened her steps and entered James’ ward, James looked u
Amanda relaxed outside the door of James’ Ward painting. “What was that?” she asked herself, feeling ridiculous. James grabbing her hand had made her feel that way and she wondered why. It's been months of hating him, holding a grudge against him. He had disappeared on the most important day he was needed, the day that was his only child's birthday to party away in the club and he also hid the truth about her family from her, trying to cover it and if she hadn't been told, she wouldn't have known.He was an enemy who she now hated. Only what is keeping them from being really apart and stop seeing each other was his daughter so why is she still feeling the way she is feeling? Why would she still feel her heart go out to him the way it did?No, it was wrong, she wasn't supposed to be like that around him. Amanda bit her lips as she wondered how she would manage with him for the remaining days they would be stuck here. She wondered why Charles didn't come looking for them already. Was he
“What is going on? Amanda. Who is Micheal and why did the police come here asking you such questions?” James asked, looking at Amanda curiously.Amanda sighed as she bit her lips before looking away, James was the last person she wanted to tell about Micheal knowing how bad his temper was- he wouldn't mind confronting Micheal who has already placed a threat on his life but since the police had screwed everything, she wasn't sure she could keep quiet about it from him."Amanda please tell me, what's going on? Who's Micheal, and why is he harassing you?" He asked, his expression intense as he stared at her."Micheal...he's just someone who's been causing me trouble, he isn't much of a threat, just some tout who won't let me be because I'm a newbie here, that's all," Amanda started, lying as she tried to downplay the situation."What kind of trouble? Tell me, Amanda. I don't believe you because if it isn't serious, the police won't show up here to find you even as you didn't make any com
“So where is she?” Spider, one of the men asked. The man who had agreed to see Ananda stood before them, thinking deeply about where he had seen Amanda. The face looked very familiar to him but he couldn't place where he saw her.“Hey. You are wasting our time. Where is she right now?” Black, another of the men thundered, losing his patience.“Ehh I have been trying to remember but I can't. I believe you should ask one of the nurses. They will take you to her but the woman you are looking for is mainly found around this hospital. I think she stays here as a worker or a patient,” the man replied.“Okay. You may leave," Spider said with a sigh.“What do we do right now guys? What if the nurses recognize we aren't the police? How would we fix the mess?” the third man, Scorpio asked.“We have to at least try. We cannot fail to get her, not when we have been paid heavily. We need the rest of the payment so we have to do everything and taking risks is one of them. Let's go in search of a nu