"Ellaya Wake up, you lazy head. How long are you going to sleep?" A gentle voice kept repeating in her head. She tried hard to open her eyes, but everything was blurry. She closed them, forcing hard, and then opened them again, only to find everything white.'Is this place heaven? No, I cannot be in heaven because I have not done anything good to deserve it. It might be hell, but how would I find out if I asked someone?' She tilted her head and saw nothing but white walls and darkness. She blinked several times to clear her vision, and now she could see a table and a sofa—everything earthly. With confused gaze.Her face was filled with pain. A voice spoke again in her head "I died without telling him that I started to fall in love with him. Did he also die in a fire? "The fire" was so painful. "Iden.." with a scream, she abruptly sat up on the bed. "Iden..." She looked around, her eyes watering, and began to cry. She felt as though someone was holding her heart in tight grip, she bit
There was an eerie silence in the ward, not a single sound could be heard, and Ellaya was restless because she was alone. It had been hours since Iden left to finish his important work. She was incredibly bored as she fiddled with her fingers. She was starving and could not leave the hospital room. When she closed her eyes, all she saw was his stunning face as it rose from the fire, embracing her and addressing her by name. She snapped open her eyes as the door opened and she heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching. When a pair of black shiny shoes appeared in front of her, her gaze shifted from the shoes to the well-built body to the breathtaking handsome face. Iden hurled a paper bag onto the table next to her and collapsed onto the couch, drained "Hmm! what is this?" Ellaya closed her eyes and hummed as she lifted the paper bag to her nose and inhaled the mouthwatering aroma of the food. She repeatedly inhaled the delicious aroma of the meal, then opened her
"I plead guilty." "Ms Stone, are you certain you do not want to say anything in your defence?" "I, Ellaya Stone, accept responsibility for all of my crimes. I worked as Mr. Ruan's personal assistant for Ruan Corporation. I stole the company's proprietary information and sold it to the M&D group. I also accept responsibility for slow poisoning Mr. Alex Ruan, which caused him to become comatose. Accepting all of the crimes with pride she met his deep-set eyes. A mocking smile came across her angelic face. The face of the man opposite her was gradually growing darker. "Life in prison sentenced for Ms. Ellaya Stone." Though there was still pride in those eyes, a glint of melancholy peered directly into his soul. That smile seemed to mock him for winning the fight but losing the battle.Grinning, she extended her hand to be handcuffed and stepped alongside two police officers. "Laaya …" A shout echoed throughout the room, and an extremely handsome man sat up on his bed, . Sweat
He stopped in his tracks and glanced at his bedroom. Moving forward He slowly extended his trembling hands to grasp the door's knob. The sound "CRACK" echoed in the empty building and the room door opened, The room was illuminated by the moon and the street lights outside, and on the wall was a big picture of a smiling woman next to a man who was actually him. His fists tightened, his feet rooted, and his face completely lost all color as he looked at the photo but his feet remained planted there. He was unable to move and felt his legs as heavy as iron."Ellaya", he called out in a deep, hoarse voice and could only utter a name. He finally mustered the courage to move forward and open the curtains, but the room was empty again. He paused, glancing at their wedding photo once more and marveling at how stunning she had appeared all those years before. Unaware that he had stepped forward to touch the picture, he stood there staring at her picture for a long while, his eyes suddenly t
"It is her," he exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air and running out of the café.He looked both left and right, but the empty road was all he could see. A moment ago, she was standing there, staring with those doe like purple eyes, but in an instant, she was gone—vanishing into thin air. It cannot be his imagination, right? It cannot be a delusion once more, right? Ana came running out of the cafe"Iden... what's wrong?" He pivoted to locate Anna . "Nothing," he said, pausing for a moment before taking her hand and pulling her away "let's go."With great strides, he left the place, determined not to waste any more time and to tell her nothing. Just as they were leaving, a black figure emerged from behind a large tree not far from the café. She lit the cigarette while leaning against the tree, and in just one puff, half of it turned into ashes that disappeared into thin air and fell to the ground. Her cigarette and smoking style were not as elegant as the ladies out there, but rat
"You, what are you doing here"The woman woke up from her sleep and shouted at the person standing at the door of the room. "She is back... She is back from prison." "How is that possible isn't she in the cell for life imprisonment? How could she possibly return? You must be mistaken.""No, my informant can't be wrong." He had confidence in his men. With a wobbly leg, the man got onto the bed and held the terrified middle-aged woman. Her body was fluttering, and she could not say anything after hearing what her husband had said.In dark cornern of the room, the woman in black sneered and lurched away silently. She was uninterested in their conversation. She entered a vast library where thousands of books were lying in wait for someone to read them. Moving around, she took out book number 1017. The book was an old, romantic novel. But she was not here to read the book. She jiggled it vigorously, and a piece of paper fell out. She gently held the paper while maintaining the book's o
Tall, obstinate trees dancing to the light breeze and the sounds of passing birds as the dew on their leaves kisses the morning sun. The cutton in the white-painted room lifted a speck, and sunbeams fell on the sleeping man on the bed. His eyes quivered twice as he heard greetings from his associates. The first view he saw was not the beautiful one he dreamed about every night, but a white ceiling, and he realized he was in a hospital room."What'm I doing here?"His voice was hoarse and his head was heavy. He even felt a sort of pain in his neck. "Boss, we found you fainted and were unconscious all night. You had fever, the doctors said, you should stay under observation and rest for the next few days."He was surprised to learn that the night before he had a fever. He appeared to have seen her and even hugged her, as far as he could recall. But how did he end up passing out in the street? How come she disappeared? Once more, was it an illusion or a dream? No, that is not possible to
The man in the ward frowned as he looked down at his phone. His ambience was like a king with the authority to hold the world in his palm and spin as he wished. Clad in a hospital dress, he looked no less than Adonis. He was taller than six feet three inches, with a bull-like, muscular, and angular build, as well as prominent cheekbones, a prominent jawline, an elegant nose, and lips that were meant to be kissed. The most striking aspect of his face, though, were his silver-grey eyes, which had the angelic grandeur while perfectly capturing the essence of the living, breathing devil. enhances the shine in his black hair even more.It took him no more than fifteen minutes to wash himself off and grab the coat before strutting out of the hospital ward.His every step was confident and assertive, and as James followed, a group of people in black followed suit. He was tugging on his Rolex watch as James recited the schedule.The chauffeur reached forward to open the door of his black limo