I wake up in a hospital bed. I look over and see Jordan is sitting in the chair beside me holding my hand. I give his hand a squeeze. “Thank you.” It comes out as just a rasp. “Claire, you’re awake! Are you okay?” He gets up frantically, holding my hand in his and looks at me with concern. “My baby.” I say as I remember seeing blood. My whole body aches but none of that mattered at this moment. “I’ll go get the doctor. I wasn’t allowed to be in the room until just a few minutes ago.” I watch as Jordan runs out and call for a nurse, letting her know I was awake. Jordan comes back in and grabs my hand again. “I found your husband’s phone number and left a voicemail. I’m sure he’ll be here soon and the nurse is going to get your doctor.” I slowly bring my hand to caress his cheek. “Thank you.” I say between tears. “It’s okay, Claire. Don’t cry. You know I’d do anything for you.” He says as he wipes my tears. “How did you find me?” “Well you were in the warehouse district and th
I finish at the doctors with Charlotte feeling successful as they would be doing her surgery in just a few weeks. Charlotte would be walking again. The doctor had promised that. And with that, I’d be able to focus on fixing things with Claire. I get to the car to prepare to assist Charlotte and ready to leave. I check my phone and I see I have a missed call from Claire. She didn’t leave a voicemail though. I then see a missed call and a voicemail from an unknown number. I listen to the voicemail in horror. “Hey Leo, um it’s Jordan. I know I’m the last person that should be calling you but I took Claire to the hospital and it’s not looking so good. She’s unconscious right now and I didn’t know who to call. Something bad has happened to her. Give her a call when you get this message.” I drop the phone momentarily and scramble to pick it up. I call my driver and give him directions to pick up Charlotte. There was only I could do both and get to Claire in time. “Leo, where are you go
I calm my sobbing and try to make sense of everything that has happened. I was kidnapped. I fell down four flights of stairs and I was pushed on purpose. Whoever hired that man - wanted my baby dead and they succeeded. Could Charlotte have noticed and done this to drive a wedge between Leo and I?Why would someone do this?I lay there, staring out the window and Jordan sits there silently. He passes glances my way to make sure I’m alright as I ignore every one of them. I was grateful to Jordan in that moment but I had lost everything and there was nothing he could do.I hear the door creak open carefully, knowing it’s not the doctor and I see Jordan look up sadly. He slowly gets up to leave. “I’ll give you two the room. I’ll be right down the hall, Claire. Call me if you need anything.” He gives my hand a squeeze and I watch as he nods at Leo passing him silently. Leo gives him a nod and walks over to my side.“Claire?” He asks carefully as he sits down on the bed next to me. He gen
Jordan comes back into the room with an apologetic smile. “I can take you home, Claire. The nurse said you’re free to go home whenever you’re ready.” “Can you take me to Leo’s to collect my things?” I say silently. “I can do whatever you need me to. But why didn’t you have Leo take you - if you don’t mind me asking?” He says as he sits at my bed side. “Because I asked for a divorce.” “Are you sure, Claire? You just had a traumatic experience and you’ve both lost a child. Is this the best time to make that choice?” “There was no other choice. I lost our baby.” “Okay. I won’t question you anymore. Let’s get you out of here.” I help Claire up and bring a wheelchair to her side and assist her in transferring. I bring Claire out of the hospital and help her into the car. “I can pack your things for you, Claire. You need rest.” “Thank you, Jordan.” I rest my head back and wait to see Leo’s home from the car window. I silently hoped he wasn’t home. I couldn’t stand to face
I lost her. I knew that the moment she refused to look at me in the hospital. It was all my fault. Claire hadn’t told me that she was pregnant. I remember telling her after our wedding that she should get on contraceptives. I even took her to the doctor to obtain a prescription. The truth is: I wanted kids. I didn’t want them then but it was because of my responsibilities. I didn’t want to be an absent father. I never meant to give her the impression that I never wanted them at all. I begged her to stay. I would’ve changed for her. Given her all the children in the world and be the husband she deserved but even I knew it wasn’t going to be enough. Claire lost our son. She held him a secret for so long and she did it out of fear. Fear that I didn’t want him when he meant so much to her. And someone took him from us - because of me. She wouldn’t even come home with me. I entered the house alone. I sulked to my bedroom and waited by my phone, hoping she’d call. After a while, I los
It’s been a few days since I had left Leonardo. I had read the decree for our divorce and signed it after contacting his attorney and removing a few unnecessary addendums. Leo had tried to include a monthly alimony agreement, an apartment and a vehicle as part of my benefits but I refused. His attorney was hesitant but I refused to sign until he sent an updated decree following my requests. I didn’t want Leo to support me. I wanted to start over. I had already lost everything. I hear at knock at my bedroom door and figure that it was Jas coming to check on me per usual. I knew I was right when I saw her peek in. “They delivered your documents for the finalization of your divorce. Should I get win or tissues hun?” She had been great at checking in on me. I felt bad springing my problems onto her. “I’m okay, Jas. I could use a hug though.” She scrambled in, sits on my bed and pulls me into a hug. I was grateful that she let me stay with her. “I’m so sorry. You didn’t deserve this,
The next day, I met with Jordan and got to see the company location. It wasn’t far from the cafe where he offered me the job originally. It went well and I was given the task of working on a few structural designs to send to the 3D designers for a mock-model to be developed. It had been a week since I started and I finally felt a sense of normalcy. Jordan has been super helpful and we’ve been working on a few projects together in his office. It’s been great having a friend to talk to and a boss that believed in me.As I finished my last structural blueprint and email it to the 3D designers, Jordan comes to my desk.“How are things coming along?” He asks as he leans against my desk. “Great! I just sent the last blueprint over to the next team. They said the mock-models should be ready for inspection within the next two weeks.” I smile as I close my laptop and put my tablet away.“Wow, you’re probably the most productive worker I’ve ever had.” He laughs and rubs the back of his neck.
Seven o’clock rolls around and I hear Jas greet Jordan at the door. I admired Jordan’s punctuality. Leonardo rarely made things on time - when he bothered to show up. He had left me waiting on multiple occasions for Charlotte. I walk out of my bedroom to greet Jordan in the foyer. “You look stunning, Claire. Ready?” He says this as he gently places a kiss on my cheek. “Of course. Thank you.” Part of me knew that Jordan had interest towards me. And after everything having been finalized with Leo, I think I might be ready to give Jordan a chance. We had always been close and I trusted him, despite Leo’s very clear waning. We leave Jasmine’s house and head into town for dinner. After arriving, Jordan had given his name for our reservation and we were quickly seated and tended too.“I have something to ask you if that’s okay.” I say as soon as wine is brought to us. I wanted to lay Leo’s accusations to rest and enjoy the rest of our evening.“Go for it.” He says with a smile.“I got
I think back to my first encounter with Charlotte. She had expressed her feelings about Leo right before the incident with her wheelchair and she had made it clear that there was no competition between her and myself. She claimed to be the only woman Leo had time for and at that time, it seemed true. I remember the feeling of hearing that he was asleep in her bed. He hadn’t admitted that to me but part of me believed it. He stopped at nothing to be by her side - once upon a time. He had even shoved me in rage of what happened on our anniversary. Looking back, I do feel as though that incident could’ve been staged. I examined her wheel being stuck and found nothing wrong, I was shoved right before she descended down the hill and met with cowering once she saw Leo approaching. Charlotte wasn’t as innocent as she portrayed herself to be and it was evident that she didn’t particularly like my company or existence for that matter. But Charlotte wasn’t aware of my pregnancy, or so I’d lik
It had been a couple days since I’ve seen Claire and Leo. Being here in jail has given me time to reflect on so many things and I feel awful for Starla, who waiting for me at home but even worse, I feel horrible for Claire. When you have nothing but time, you start to think about what you’ve done and what you could’ve done better. I could’ve been a better brother, I could’ve behaved and treated her better and I was ashamed.I decide to call Claire to express my gratitude to her and apologize for my shortcomings.I wait a few seconds and hear Claire accept the call.“Hello?” I say excitedly.“Are you okay, Matthew?” She was worried for me.“Yeah. Well, Kind of. I’m still in jail but I have faith. How are you?” I genuinely wanted to know that she was okay and doing better than I was.“Well, I’m in the hospital but I’m okay.” She quickly adds reassurance. That was classic for Claire. She’d diminish the importance of her own words to make anyone feel comfortable and I knew by that, alone
Francisco had planned for a surprise to arrive at my house. In all honesty, I had hoped that it would be Claire’s dismantled body, but I was unpleasantly surprised by the man who stood on my doorstep as Francisco answered the door. The first thing I notice is his suit. A black Italian brioni suit, one of Leo’s favorite brands. I had accompanied him shopping when he had bought his first one. He had just entered a contract worth millions and became the youngest multimillionaire on the west coast. I remember his smile as he purchased the suit. A moment of pride and a mark of success. I also remember the diamond tennis bracelet he gifted me that day - a tribute to my loyalty to him. The simplest of times where he and I were genuinely happy and together. It wasn’t long until it became nothing but a distant memory. My father and his plots made sure of it.“Charlotte?” I must’ve zoned out as Francisco is standing in front of me with a look of confusion.“Who is this?” I ask abruptly. My anno
Claire called me to share the details of each attack. She found that she was able to remember more and I was proud of her.After finishing our conversation, I turn to Mason in the back of my town car.“We have a problem.”“Is everything alright with your wife?” “Yes. She tried to visually take herself through both attacks and was able to remember a few things.” I see his face become even more stern as he waits for me to share Claire’s discoveries.“The first guy was waiting nearby for a cue. Someone close had to give him that cue for him to pose as the driver and kidnap Claire. She said he couldn’t have been there the whole time because I would’ve seen him. Which is true considering I usually speak with my driver privately through the front door window. The second attacker is a bit more serious. She said he wore a black Italian brioni suit. She recognized it because that’s the brand of my favorite suit. The other thing she noticed was that when he was leaving her suite, he had a blac
While Leo was away, I tried to piece everything together. Elena had made sure I ate, assisted me in cleaning myself up and sat down with me as I closed my eyes and tried to remember any information that might be useful in finding my attackers. Elena held my hands as I try to visually take myself back to that day.I had gone to the elevator in a haste, there was no one in the lobby and the elevator didn’t seem to be tampered with, the hallways from the elevator to my suite was empty and quiet as usual and the door to my suite looked completely fine. It wasn’t until I was inside that he had made his presence known. He must’ve been posing as a potential client and was able to slip by the other occupants of the building that way. He would’ve been suspicious if he hadn’t been wearing a nice suit.I keep trying to find anything that may have seemed off but nothing was tampered with or at least to the point where I would notice. I change my focus to the man and hold my breath as I jog throug
I must’ve dozed off when comforting Claire because I’m still in her hospital bed when I awake. I decide to make use of this quiet time and text Elena. I request that she make some food for Claire and I and that she ready herself to be dropped off here. I can feel the excitement as she responds with breakfast options and asks if Claire would like anything else. I then text my driver, letting him know that I would like Elena to be dropped off here at the hospital. I then send a message to Mason and ask to speak with him in person today. If I wanted to protect Claire, we needed to pick up our pace and find out who did this to Matthew and her. I set a time where I can have Elena here to comfort and watch over Claire so that I could put more of my efforts into finding her attackers and freeing her brother.I drop my phone onto the bed and continue to cuddle Claire as she sleeps. Every so often, I find myself passing a glance at her hand. The doctor planned to remove the bandages after for
After Emilia’s stunt and my mother’s audacity, I was emotionally drained. How dare they ask that I abandon Claire and continue to overlook their distaste in her? I had overlooked it in the past because I knew they held a special space for Charlotte but I see now, how wrong I’ve been. They didn’t love Charlotte. She was just a status that paired well with my success. A purebred paired with another purebred, but they didn’t know the truth. Or maybe, my truth just wasn’t important to them.I wasn’t happy with Charlotte. She was beautiful and cunning but I didn’t love her in the way she loved me and I had planned on ending things with her prior to her accident. Charlotte had no ambition in our relationship and had become clingy, expecting me stay by her side and abandon my responsibilities. I had lost interest in her - the same way I’d lost interest in them all until Claire came along.Claire was different. She’s beautiful was ambitious, innocent, kind and caring. She would make sure I’d
I wake up a few hours later with a dull pain my hand. The morphine had helped but I could still feel the aftermath of today’s events. According to the clock on the wall, I had slept for eight hours. I look over to find Leo sleeping on the couch beside my bed and two duffel bags on the chair. Not only has he decided to stay but he had brought things for us as we would be staying here for a few days as they reexamined my hand to ensure the proper healing took place.I use the call button to request a nurse as I had to use the restroom and see Leo jump up immediately as the nurse responds over the speaker. I hear him as he notifies the nurse that I’m fine.“What do you need? I’ll help.” He was adamant on helping.“I just have to use the restroom.” I whisper softly.“It’s okay. I’ll help you.”“But you were sleeping? It’s okay. I can just ask the nurse.” “No, I was just waiting for you to wake up. Come on, I’ll help you.” He extends a hand and gives a soft smile. I knew refusing would on
I exit Claire’s hospital room on a mission. I call Mason first to recount Claire’s story of today’s attack.“Officer Mason.” I hear him speak clearly.“It’s Leo. I asked Claire what happened. She said the man was already in her suite when she arrived. He was dressed in a suit with his black hair combed back and he had green eyes. He was sitting at her desk. He said ‘boss’ orders’ when he attacked her with the trophy.” I make sure to leave no details unsaid. This was crucial to catching who did this to my wife.“Okay, I thought the trophy may have been the assault weapon so u had sentTo the lab for DNA testing. I’ll have my guys search for DNA forensics. I have some news on Matthew’s case as well, if you’re up to hear it.” Truth be told, I had forgotten about Matthew these last few days. “Any news is good news, I suppose.” I reply.“Well we checked the stamps, bags and origin of those drugs and our hunch was right. They came from a mafia group we’ve been following for years. If we ca