Nicolas woke up alone in bed. He stretched lazily, the sheets rustling beneath him as he did so. He turned to look at the alarm clock next to the bed. It was only seven o'clock. It was still dark outside, which meant Dianne must be sleeping for another two hours.Nicolas sat up and yawned, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he swung his legs off the bed and put on his slippers. He crossed the room and pushed the curtains aside. He gazed outside for a minute and then closed them again, sighing.Nicolas turned around and started pacing the length of the penthouse. It was hard to believe that less than a month ago they had been dating. Now he and Dianne were finally engaged to be married, and they were spending every waking moment together. He couldn't imagine anything better.He shook his head, smiling sadly. That was a lie, there were many things he would give to never have to imagine it. But unfortunately, reality was harsher than dreams sometimes. He sighed again as he walked towar
Dianne pursed her lips together. This guy looked like a teenager. "He's gone," she replied, glancing at her watch. She didn't know how Nicholas managed to make time for these stupid meetings, which were usually only about half an hour long, but she doubted he would mind that they were cut short. She had more important things to worry about. Like finding a job."Oh." The boy looked genuinely disappointed, but Dianne could' tell if it was because she dismissed him or if he truly was expecting Nicholas to come back. Either way, she didn't care. If she ever needed a boyfriend, she knew exactly who she'd pick."Are there any questions you have?" she asked, trying to sound less irritated."No, sorry," he mumbled. "Just wanted to see if he was here. See you later!" And with that, the young man rushed out of the office.Dianne shook her head as she glanced over at the clock hanging on the wall behind her. Nicholas was late, and he better hurry up if he didn't want her to call his boss to comp
Dianne's heart pounded in her chest as she stared at the screen of Nicolas' cell phone. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she read the name that appeared on the incoming message: Adelia. It was Nicolas' ex-fiance, a woman who had been a thorn in Dianne's side since the beginning of their relationship.Dianne's mind raced with a million thoughts. Why was Adelia texting Nicolas? What were they talking about? Was there something going on between them that Dianne didn't know about? She couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal that crept up inside her.Summoning all her courage, Dianne approached Nicolas, who was sitting on the couch, engrossed in his book. She took a deep breath and mustered up the strength to confront him. "Nicolas," she said, her voice trembling slightly.Nicolas looked up, surprised to see the worry etched on Dianne's face. "What's wrong, love?" he asked, setting his book aside.Dianne hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to approach the subject. Finally, she decided to
Nicolas woke up to a bright with a sense of confusion lingering. His memories were always a little hazy, but lately, he felt like something important was missing. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but there was a void inside him that he longed to fill.He rubbed his temples and sat up straight, trying his best to focus on waking herself up fully. He hadn't slept well the night before because of his dream and he didn't need the added stress of a new client coming in the day after tomorrow.Dianne didn't stay at his penthouse last night either because she went home, her brother went to Dianne's house to visit her sister, so that's why Nicolas had to sleep alone last night and woke up lonely.As Nicholas slowly dragged himself out of bed and made his way to the bathroom to shower and change, his mind wandered to the dream. It felt strange. The dream itself was very vivid, but the events leading up to the dream seemed too real to be real.Nicolas remembered seeing a young woman with
Keenan looked a little hesitant until he finally spoke again after a quick consideration. "You're lucky because what you want to ask I've brought today." Keenan took out a small book from his waist bag. He showed a journal that he had found in Nicolas' private villa. "Last Sunday, I went to your villa because I wanted to take a weekend holiday."Nicolas nodded because Keenan often borrowed his villa for fun. The man was more curious about a journal that Keenan was holding. "What journal is that? If you find it in the villa, does that mean it's mine?" he asked.Keenan said yes. "Yes, of course, it's yours. Apparently, you left it there the night of your accident." He thrust the notebook at Nicolas while Dianne glared at the book.Indeed, Dianne was anxious that Nicolas' diary might reveal the lies Dianne had been telling. The girl just stood there with a tense face and stiff body.Nicolas immediately accepted the diary. "Oh my, my diary! I should have needed this when I woke up with am
Dianne took a deep breath when she discovered a shocking truth on the last page of Nicolas' diary."Nicolas, you and Adelia have a reason why your relationship ended," said Dianne while looking at Nicolas."What is it?" asked Nicolas, turning his head to see what was written on the page of the book that was open on Dianne's lap."Your engagement to Adelia ended because Adelia had an affair," Dianne continued with a concerned face.It turns out that Nicolas and Adelia's relationship didn't just end because of irreconcilable differences. There was a dark secret lurking beneath the surface - Adelia had betrayed Nicolas, breaking his trust and causing their love to crumble.Nicolas gaped, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad but he was sure that he was probably devastated by Adelia's infidelity.Nicolas looked at Keenan as if asking for confirmation of his diary."Yes, that's right," nodded Keenan. "Your engagement to Adelia did end because of that girl's actions. Adelia apologized t
Keenan stared at Dianne, his eyes filled with suspicion and anger. As the deputy CEO of the company, he had always been protective of his best friend, Nicolas. And now, seeing Dianne by his side, he couldn't help but feel a surge of resentment.As the deputy CEO of a well-known company and Nicolas' closest friend, Keenan has long held Dianne's secret. He remembers how furious he was when he found out that Dianne was posing as a fake fiancé for personal gain. Keenan cannot bear the thought of Dianne deceiving Nicolas, as he believes that true love should not be tainted by lies.Keenan's anger began to subside, replaced by a flicker of doubt. He had never seen Dianne as anything other than Nicolas' assistant before the accident. And now, seeing the love and sincerity in her eyes, he couldn't help but question his initial judgment."How long have you been with him?" Keenan asked, his voice sharp and accusing.Dianne met his gaze with a steady resolve, refusing to be intimidated. "I've be
"Aren't I going to leave just as soon as Nicolas's memory returns, it's not a matter of salary as a personal assistant but the terms of the employment contract that we both secretly signed behind Nicolas's back!" Dianne snapped at Keenan firmly.Dianne and Keenan sat facing each other in the quiet coffee shop, their voices filled with tension. The air crackled with secrecy and anticipation. Dianne's words hung in the air, revealing hidden truths that had been kept in the shadows.Keenan's eyes widened, his mind racing to process Dianne's revelation. He had always suspected that there was something Dianne was holding on to as a means of survival, that contract, but now it was confirmed."You ... don't bring up our contract!" Keenan stammered, his voice barely audible.Dianne nodded, her face showing determination. "Yes, a contract that binds us together. You need to, given the circumstances."Keenan's mind went back to the day he found Nicolas, lying with no memory in the hospital bed.