Realising that she was still wearing the hospital gown, Callie blushed even more, feeling a bit self-conscious. ‘I’ll get changed,’ she said, reaching for the blanket to cover herself.Elias shook his head. ‘No need to change. Someone is bringing breakfast.’‘Who?’Before Elias could answer, a soft knock came on the door.‘Come in,’ he called out.Lemuel entered the ward, carefully balancing a tray filled with a sumptuous breakfast.The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, warm croissants, and a colourful assortment of fruits wafted through the room.He set the tray down on a bedside table and, looking apologetic, said to Callie, ‘Callie, I mean, Doctor Hawthorne, I’m sorry.’The contrite tone in Lemuel’s voice puzzled Callie, and she turned her attention to him, her eyes searching his face for clues.He continued, ‘I shouldn’t have lashed out at you, taken out my frustration on you. I was wrong, and I hope you could forgive me.’Callie saw genuine remorse in his eyes and responded softly,
‘You can just call me Angelia,’ she said with a smile. ‘After all, there are two Dr Hawthornes in the building, and I don’t want a mix-up.’Elias smiled. ‘Trust me, I’d never mix up the two of you.’Suppressing the rising tide of jealousy, Angelia mustered up the courage to suggest, ‘You’ll need to continue applying the cream for another two weeks to ensure complete recovery. I could make house calls at your quarters, to save you the trip to the health centre every time.’Elias looked at her, his expression cool and unyielding. ‘There’s no need, thank you.’Angelia’s heart sank, and she bit her lower lip, trying to hide her disappointment.She watched as Elias put on his shirt and left the ward, as if he couldn’t tolerate spending another second longer in her company.***Elias found Callie in one of the examination rooms.She had just finished tending to a patient with a dislocated shoulder and was now updating the patient’s chart, engrossed in her work.Dappled sunlight filtered thr
‘The military academy is 2,500 miles away, and this trip is exhausting,’ Stuart said, voicing his concerns. ‘Why would you want to send Simon there, especially when Callie is there too? I don’t understand why you’d take this risk, especially after everything you’ve done to keep them apart.’Abby’s eyes glistened with tears, but she remained resolute. ‘Simon needs to see for himself,’ she said, her voice tinged with a mixture of hope and fear.Frustration tinged Stuart’s voice as he pressed further, ‘See for what? Abby, do you still love Simon? Are you trying to save the marriage or push your husband further away?’Tears streamed down Abby’s cheeks as she tried to find the right words. ‘Please help me one last time, Dad,’ she sobbed. ‘I want Simon to see that Callie has moved on and that there’s no possible future with her. I want him to come back to reality and then come back to me.’Stuart’s heart softened as he saw his daughter’s pain.He wanted to protect her from any more heartach
Simon took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the past lifting off his shoulders.He was leaving behind a life that wasn’t meant for him, but in doing so, he was embracing the opportunity to find his own happiness and fulfilment—with Callie.When she heard the front door shut and the sound of a car engine starting, Abby screamed and started smashing things in the bedroom.She felt a hollow emptiness inside, realising that she had pushed away the one person who had truly cared for her.Her thoughts turned to Callie, the woman she blamed for everything falling apart.Consumed by her bitterness, Abby grabbed her phone and sent a text to Angelia, hoping to hurt Callie in any way she could.Angelia, who had just finished her shift at the health centre, received Abby’s message, her eyes widening as she read the malicious words on the screen.Then a smile formed on her lips.***Callie had settled into the busy but fulfilling routine of the health centre.Her days were filled with treating
‘What’s the matter with all of you?’ Abby demanded, her voice sharp and filled with indignation.The nurses turned to face Abby, their faces pale and wide-eyed, suddenly aware of her presence.One of them stammered, ‘We didn’t mean to, Ms Colman. It’s just that we heard—’‘I don’t care what you heard!’ Abby interrupted. ‘It’s none of your d*mn business, and it’s certainly not something you should be gossiping about.’Another nurse tried to apologise, ‘We didn’t mean any harm, Abby. We were just talking.’Abby’s eyes narrowed.She crossed her arms. ‘Talking about my personal life is none of your concern. I expect a professional environment here, not a high school gossip session.’The nurses exchanged nervous glances, feeling the weight of Abby’s authority and status as the director’s daughter.They knew they had crossed a line, and they quickly apologised.‘We’re really sorry, Abby. It won’t happen again,’ one nurse said, her voice shaking with fear.‘The next time it does, you’ll all
Elias simply didn’t like other men coveting her.He wanted her for himself.Callie nodded. ‘I know. I didn’t know those flowers were…you know. I’ll return them to Corporal Flores tomorrow.’‘It’s okay. You can keep them.’‘Really?’‘Really.’‘But I don’t want to send him the wrong message.’‘You won’t. Corporal Flores will understand soon enough.’‘Understand what?’‘That you’re my wife,’ Elias said firmly.‘I’m not your wife yet,’ Callie protested, though her heart fluttered at the idea.‘Yes, you are,’ Elias countered. ‘Close your eyes.’‘Why?’‘Just do it.’‘Does this have something to do with what you wanted to show me?’‘Yes.’‘Fine.’ Callie obediently closed her eyes.Elias took her elbow and guided her up the stairs to his room. ‘Okay, you can open your eyes now.’Callie did.She saw a white envelope stuck to the front door. ‘What’s this?’‘Take a look for yourself.’Callie removed the envelope and extracted a piece of paper from it. ‘Marriage Certificate, issued by the Departm
As the dawn approached, Elias held Callie close, their bodies entwined as they caught their breath.He pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, his fingers gently tracing circles on her back.‘You’re everything I ever wanted, Callie,’ he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity.Callie looked up at him, her eyes shining with love and affection. ‘And you’re everything I never knew I needed,’ she replied, her heart overflowing with emotion.With a tender smile, Elias pulled her closer, enveloping her in his protective embrace.‘I promise to always cherish and love you, no matter what life throws our way,’ he vowed silently as he watched Callie close her eyes.***As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the window, Elias woke up with a renewed sense of purpose.He gently disentangled himself from Callie’s embrace, leaving a soft kiss on her forehead before slipping out of bed.As he dressed, he couldn’t help but smile, thinking about the unforgettable night they had shared.Outside
Angelia hesitated for a moment before blurting out, ‘I think Callie is using you for personal gain. She’s manipulative, and she’s not good for you or this academy.’Elias’s jaw tensed, his eyes narrowing at the accusation. ‘What makes you say that?’‘She’s always seeking attention and trying to get ahead,’ Angelia continued, hoping to sow seeds of doubt in Elias’s mind. ‘I’ve seen her flirt with officers and use her charm to get what she wants.’Elias’s expression darkened.He knew Angelia and Callie had a strained relationship, but he never expected such a vicious attack on his new wife’s character.Emboldened by his silence, Angelia recounted the rumours she had heard from her cousin Abby about Callie’s past relationships.She mentioned Callie’s ex-boyfriend Simon and how she was still in contact with him even after he married Abby.‘I hear she’s also been involved with a lieutenant colonel before coming to the academy,’ Angelia added.‘Rumours are just rumours,’ Elias said coldly.
Callie, weakened but resilient, looked up as Elias entered the ward.A soft smile played on her lips despite the pain that lingered in her eyes. ‘I was wondering where you disappeared off to.’Elias took a moment to absorb the sight of her, the woman he loved, fighting her way back to health.The bandages on her abdomen marked the physical toll of the recent events, but the warmth in her eyes brought a sense of calm to Elias’s troubled soul.‘Hey, Bunny,’ Elias greeted, his smile genuine as he approached her bedside.He gently took her hand, mindful of her injuries. ‘How are you feeling?’Callie’s eyes sparkled with gratitude. ‘Getting there. The doctors say I’ll make a full recovery with time.’Elias nodded, his heart heavy with the weight of recent events. ‘There’s something I need to tell you.’As Elias shared the shocking truth about General Conway’s betrayal and the revelation about his parents’ deaths, Callie’s expression shifted from concern to disbelief and, ultimately, sorrow
Callie felt herself falling into his trap, struggling to maintain a hardened heart as his doting gaze softened her resolve.‘Callie, you’re my wife. We are supposed to share a bed,’ his voice, deep and intoxicating, whispered in her ear.He embraced her tightly, a possessive need evident in his hold.‘Callie, I want you to love me like before. I lied to protect you. But now I realise I was wrong. I promise, no more lies. Please, at least don’t ignore me. It breaks me...’ His eyes, full of affection, revealed vulnerability.Elias, usually so strong, trembled in his plea.His voice carried a hint of regret. ‘I messed up, and damn it, I know it. Are you willing to forgive me?’Callie sighed. ‘Elias, just promise not to pull something like this again.’‘I won’t hurt you with lies anymore,’ he vowed.‘No more lies, Elias. Not even one,’ she declared.‘I swear.’ To seal his promise, he planted kisses on her forehead, eyes, and nose, soothing her turmoil.Dylan’s knock shattered Elias’s plan
Callie drifted in and out of a dream-laden slumber, the ebb and flow of consciousness gently pulling her into the waking world.The enticing fragrance of chicken soup teased her senses, coaxing her from the depths of sleep.Elias had returned, a culinary saviour armed with a thermos of steaming chicken soup. ‘I used the mess hall kitchen to make this for you,’ he announced with a quiet pride.Drawing in a deep breath, Callie’s stomach couldn’t contain its eagerness, emitting a low growl that echoed through the room.‘Callie, tell me, what’s that sound?’ His question, though not a direct accusation, draped her in a blanket of embarrassment.‘Ahem!’ Callie, determined to maintain her composure, responded with a feigned nonchalance.‘I didn’t hear any sound,’ she declared, though the rumblings from her stomach suggested otherwise.She fought to suppress the impending growl, hoping Elias wouldn’t witness this audible betrayal.‘No sound?’ Elias’s raised brow and assertive tone exposed her
Elias’s eyes snapped open the moment he heard someone coughing.He sat bolt upright in the chair and turned towards Callie.Her eyes were open.‘Callie! You are awake!’In a haze, Callie recognised Elias’s voice.Struggling, she forced her eyes open, greeted by the familiar sight of a white ceiling—a hospital room.Elias’s hand held hers, his calloused palm brushing against her skin.‘Elias,’ she whispered weakly, her eyes glistening with tears.Her voice, frail, held a hint of disbelief. ‘Am I still dreaming?’The last she knew, Elias was in custody.The Elias before her now felt like a dream, and she doubted her reality.Elias, red-eyed and exhausted, held her hands tightly, reassuring her, ‘Bunny, what are you talking about? Of course I’m real.’Callie sighed. ‘Good…’Relieved, she closed her eyes, slipping back into sleep.‘Callie!’ Elias’s heart skipped a beat, fear gnawing at him.He rushed outside, calling for Jamison and the medical team. ‘Quick, take a look at her. She woke u
The puzzle of Mindy’s escape persisted, leaving Dylan in the dark, grappling with the mystery that allowed her to slip away undetected.A knock came on the door.‘Come in.’Dwight entered, settling gracefully into a chair opposite Dylan.He produced a pack of cigarettes, extending it toward Dylan.Dylan accepted it, extracting a cigarette, igniting it with a flick of his lighter, and indulging in the smoke that soon enveloped the room.Dwight, sensing Dylan’s foul mood, asked, ‘General Sheppard, not in the best spirits today?’Dylan retorted, ‘Aren’t you in the same boat?’A subtle smile played on Dwight’s lips as he selected a cigarette from the pack.His slender fingers expertly lit it, the room filling with the fragrance of tobacco and a haze of smoke.‘Any updates on Mindy?’‘Not yet,’ Dylan replied after a brief pause. ‘Which is a problem for you. That woman is more cunning than her father. I think she’s the one behind your assassination plot, not Carl. By the way, when do you pl
‘I planned everything single-handedly. This has nothing to do with my daughter Mindy,’ Carl pleaded. ‘I only had her run a few errands for me. She didn’t know what she was doing.’‘Do you think your excuse is convincing?’ Dwight retorted. ‘Mindy isn’t seven years old. She’s twenty-seven, an adult fully responsible for her own actions.’Dylan, acting on Dwight’s orders, directed his subordinates to arrest Mindy and release Elias.Carl, comprehending the depth of his miscalculations, lashed out at Dylan.He felt betrayed by the very person he trusted.‘Dylan, you ungrateful scoundrel! I trusted you so much, yet you did this to me! You even took advantage of my daughter. You are going to hell for this!’ Carl screamed, blaming Dylan for their downfall.Dylan was unfazed.Nothing Carl said mattered, not any more.Dylan exchanged a look with Dwight; there would be time to celebrate later.However, their joy was short-lived.About twenty minutes later, a soldier returned, reporting that they
Inga was supposed to be dead, but Dylan assured him that he’d killed her, even brought back her charred corpse.And the witness secured by Mindy couldn’t be Inga.Dylan must have made the switch.Carl was right to suspect him; his protégé had betrayed him.Carl glared resentfully at Dylan, at the culprit who crushed his dream of presidency.Dylan leaned against the wall, hands in pockets, unfazed.‘Dylan!’ Carl bellowed.The general seemed to have aged in a matter of minutes.Dylan gave him a mischievous smile. ‘Did I do something wrong, General Conway?’‘You—’ Carl yelled, ready to tear into Dylan for the betrayal.But glancing around the room, he halted.Others were present—Harriet, Dwight, and the three cabinet ministers.To reprimand Dylan would be akin to admitting to his own crimes.Fury painted his face as he contemplated his next move.Dwight glanced at Carl.The situation resembled a chess game, with Carl in the inferior position.He should sense his disadvantage, understandi
Carl waited in his office, too worked up to sit still.A knock on the door, and then Mindy entered. ‘Dad, it’s done. We have the witness and evidence. Everything will unfold just as you want.’Joy sparkled in Carl’s eyes, grateful for his daughter’s assistance. ‘Good, Mindy. Get Dylan here immediately. I want Elias’s trial to begin ASAP.’Mindy nodded, a wicked smile on her face, and left to find Dylan.She brought Natee along, with the woman’s face veiled to conceal her identity.Meeting Dylan, Mindy relayed Carl’s instructions.Dylan’s eyes lingered on her earlobes, adorned with the pink pearl earrings. ‘You did an excellent job. Your dad is right to be proud of you. I am, too.’Mindy shrugged. ‘It was easy.’Dylan shifted his focus to Natee. ‘Mindy, go get changed. I’ll handle your witness. We’ll gather everyone in half an hour.’‘Alright!’ Mindy nodded.***The Kurtazagg border weather was frigid, and the air threatened to freeze.Dwight, draped in a wool coat, moved towards the m
But Dylan’s eyes remained ice-cold as he swiftly secured the earrings onto her earlobes. ‘Done.’Standing on her tiptoes, Mindy gave him a quick kiss on the lips. ‘Thank you.’Dylan didn’t reciprocate the kiss.He just looked at her with a smile, concealing the disgust he felt.Duty called, and Dylan left the dorm shortly after.Usually, Mindy would have been disappointed.But tonight, she had other plans—meeting the leader of Kurtazagg’s largest militant group and collecting the evidence framing Elias.Once the trial was over, Elias’s fate would be sealed, and her father would be one step closer to the presidency.Mindy shed her luxurious coat for a sleek black suit and donned a plain black mask.She examined her reflection in the mirror and noticed that the pink pearl earrings seemed a bit conspicuous.About to take them off, she remembered Dylan’s words and kept them on.These were Dylan’s gifts, and she’d wear them always.Ready, she stepped out of the dorm and found two men in bl