They both arrived at the hospital, their faces etched with worry. They quickly rushed to the reception desk, where a nurse greeted them."Can I help you?" she asked.James's eyes scanned the area frantically. "I'm here for my father, Mr. Reed," he said. "He was brought in earlier today, and not quite long ago, I received a text from Dr. Smith saying it's urgent."The nurse's expression turned sympathetic. "Let me check," she said.She tapped away on her computer, her eyes scanning the screen. "Yes, he's here," she said. "The doctor will be with you shortly."James nodded, his eyes never leaving the nurse's face. "Alright, thank you," he said.Just then, the doctor approached them, a somber expression on his face. "Oh! James, you're here."James ignored the doctor's question. "What's going on? What's wrong with my father?" he asked, his voice firm.Dr. Smith's expression turned sympathetic. "You need to calm down; let's take a seat so I can give a detailed explanation," he suggested.B
As Isabella stood there, frozen in shock, Steve turned and walked away, disappearing into the crowd. Isabella's eyes followed him, her mind racing with questions. What was he doing here? And why was he looking at her like that? It was Steve...... Frozen in shock, her mind racing with questions. James noticed Isabella wasn't comfortable, and turned to her. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked, noticing the look of shock on her face. Isabella hesitated, unsure of what to say. Should she tell James about Steve, or should she keep it to herself? But before she could say anything, the doctor came out to meet them. "Ah, Mr. James, I'm glad I caught you," he said. "Your father is stable for now, but he needs all the rest he can get." James's face lit up with relief. "Thank God," he said. "I was so worried about him." The doctor nodded sympathetically. "I understand," he said. "But please, you should worry less; there won't be any cause for alarm. Your father will be properly taken ca
Isabella paced back and forth in the living room, her eyes fixed on the clock on the wall. It was getting late, and James still wasn't back home.She tried calling his phone again, but it went straight to voicemail. Isabella's worry turned to fear as she thought about all the terrible things that could have happened to James.She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed Mia's number. As soon as her friend answered, Isabella poured out her worries."Hey, girl, I need your help," Isabella said, her voice shaking with worry. "James and I fought, and he stormed out of the house. He's not answering his phone. It's getting very late, and I'm getting really scared.""What happened? What did you both fight about again?" she asked.Isabella took a deep breath and explained the whole situation. "I was only trying to be helpful by preparing something for us to eat, he got angry and left. I've been trying to call him ever since he stormed out, but he's not answering."Mia's voice was calm and soothin
Mia opened the door, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She was expecting it to be a delivery person or maybe a neighbor, but instead, she was surprised to see Isabella standing on her porch, tears streaming down her face."Mia, I'm so sorry to come over so early," Isabella sobbed, her voice shaking with emotion.Mia's expression changed from sleepy to concerned in an instant. "Isabella, what's wrong?" she asked, stepping aside to let Isabella in.Isabella walked into the house, collapsing onto the couch as Mia followed close behind. "I'm so sorry, Mia," Isabella sobbed, burying her face in her hands. "I don't know what to do."Mia sat down beside Isabella, putting a comforting arm around her shoulders. "Hey, it's okay," she said softly. "Just calm down and tell me what's going on."Isabella took a deep breath, trying to compose herself."I regret agreeing to this contract, Mia," she said, her voice shaking with emotion. "I'm realizing now that James is a cheat, and I don't know how muc
Isabella turned to Mia, who was rounding up her tea. "Mia, I just thought of something," Isabella said, her eyes narrowing in thought.Mia looked up, curious. "What is it?" she asked.Isabella hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I think I'm going to go to the hospital," she said.Mia's eyes widened slightly. "Are you going to see Miranda?" she asked.Isabella shook her head. "No, I'm going to see Dr. Smith," she explained.Mia's expression changed to one of curiosity. "Who is Dr. Smith and why do you want to see him?" she asked.Isabella took a deep breath before launching into the story. "The other day, when James and I went to the hospital to see his father, I saw Steve leaving the hospital," she said.Mia's eyes narrowed slightly. "So?" she asked.Isabella's eyes locked onto Mia's. "It got me thinking, what was Steve doing at the hospital?" she asked. "He wasn't there to see Mr. Reed, because James and I were the only ones who visited him that day."Mia's expression changed to
Isabella stood in front of the mirror, styling her hair with precision. She had a busy day ahead, and she wanted to look perfect."First things first," she muttered to herself, pulling out her phone. She drafted a text message: "Meet me at Café Downtown at 2 pm. Come alone." She hesitated for a moment before sending it to Steve.James watched from the bed, his eyes fixed on Isabella's reflection. He wanted to speak, to ask where she was going, but his voice caught in his throat. Emily's threats still lingered, making him cautious.Isabella turned, catching James's gaze. "I'll be home late," she said, her voice neutral. "Have a nice day."James nodded, feeling a pang of guilt. He wanted to tell her everything – about Emily, the blackmail, and his infidelity. But fear held him back."Be careful," James managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.Isabella raised an eyebrow. "I always am," she replied, her expression unreadable.With that, she turned and left the room, leaving Jame
Isabella quickly dialed Mia's number, her fingers drumming on the table."Mia, it's me," Isabella said, her voice laced with frustration.Mia's warm tone filled the line. "Hey, girl! How did it go with Steve?"Isabella sighed. "Not going to lie, It wasn't a success at all. He clammed up, avoided my questions, and practically denied everything."Mia's curiosity piqued. "What do you mean he denied everything? What did he say exactly?"Isabella recounted the conversation. "He claimed he didn't know what I was talking about, then said he went to the hospital for a check-up. When I pressed him, he panicked and left."Mia's skepticism echoed through the phone. "A check-up at mid-day? That's suspicious."Isabella's agreement was vehement. "I know, right? I sense he's hiding something, but I can't quite put my finger on it."Mia's thoughtful pause hung in the air. "So what are you planning on doing next?"Before Isabella could respond, a gentle touch grazed her shoulder.Isabella spun around,
Isabella stepped out of her bedroom, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, to find Mr. Reed by the door, fully dressed."Mr. Reed, you're leaving already?" Isabella asked, surprised."Yes darling, I've got a few things to attend to," Mr. Reed replied with a smile. "Can't stay idle, even after a hospital stint."James chuckled. "Dad's always on the go."Isabella's eyes sparkled. "We'll miss you so much."Mr. Reed winked. "Next time I visit, I expect to see a grandchild! You two better get to work!"The trio erupted into laughter.James grinned. "We'll work on it, Dad."Isabella playfully rolled her eyes. "No pressure."Mr. Reed's expression turned serious. "I'm proud of you both, you two take care of each other.""Let's see Dad off," James said, offering his arm to Isabella.As they walked Mr. Reed to the door, he quickly mentioned, "A quick one, there will be a small celebration soon—to toast my recovery and James' contract."Isabella's eyes sparkled. "We will be expecting it, sir."James
Everyone looked at each other confused, unsure of what was happening. "What are you talking about, Phil? I'm confused about your interest in this," James asked, his voice laced with concern. James shook his head, trying to clear the confusion. "Wait a minute, the lady you're talking about is Emily?" he said, his voice slow and deliberate.“Emily right here is the reason I'm in town, the same woman who does want me in her life and that of our unborn child, and surprisingly, she's here trying to pin my own child on another man who doesn't even want her. How pathetic can you be Emily?” He said, feeling disgusted by Emily's act.“Phi..Phil? What are you doing here? Ho..how do you both know each other? She asked as she stuttered.She stood there, her face burning with embarrassment, as she took to her heels, her mum following closely behind. She couldn't believe what was happening, and she just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. As they walked away.Mrs. Valerie turned to
Emily walked to the center of the crowd, trying to draw attention. She stood tall, her eyes scanning the sea of faces before her. "Attention, everybody," she said, her voice clear and strong. "I would like to make a wonderful announcement. It's a discovery I just found out minutes ago, and I'm sure it will be of interest to you." The crowd began to murmur, their faces filled with curiosity and anticipation.Mrs. Valerie, who was standing at the edge of the crowd, looked around and then back at her daughter, wondering what her daughter was up to. She walked to meet her daughter, a look of concern etched on her face. "Emily, what's going on? What are you doing?" she asked, her voice low and urgent. But Emily just smiled and continued to speak, her voice growing louder and more confident.James, who was standing a few feet away, looked around confused. His eyes searched for his wife, and he felt a sense of relief when he felt her arm at his back. They held hands, and he turned to her,
Emily was sitting on her bed, staring at her phone in frustration. Phil began disturbing her phone with calls, and she decided to pick up. “What is it? For God's sake, what do you want from me Phil?" she asked, her voice firm and annoyed. "I have told you countless times to stop calling me, we've got no business together." Phil's voice was calm and persuasive on the other end of the line. "C'mon Emily, why are you acting weird? We both know I am the father of the child you're carrying, so allow me to take my responsibilities."Her anger and frustration boiled over at his words. "What stupid responsibilities?" she spat. "I have told you we've got no business together and no child together whatsoever. Just leave me alone, Phil." His tone turned slightly aggressive, and Emily could sense the desperation in his voice. "Emily, don't be like this. I know we had a thing, and I know I'm the father of your child. I want to be involved in your lives, and I want to take care of you both."Emi
James didn't want to hear it. He didn't want to accept that his dad might not make it. He held his hand, talking to him, trying to keep him awake. "Dad, stay with me," he said, his voice shaking. "Please, don't leave me. I need you." Dr. Smith held his shoulder, his eyes filled with a deep sense of concern. "I think you should get your wife here, or it's too late," he said, his voice low and urgent. "It's possible he wants to say something important." He quickly brought out his phone, his hands shaking as he scrolled through his contacts. He found Bella's number and dialed it, but she wasn't responding. He tried calling her again, but it went straight to voicemail.He wasn't sure where to go, or what to do. He knew that he had to find his wife, but he had no idea where she was. He thought about going to the hospital where Miranda was; he was certain she must have been discharged by now and he doubted she would be there. He knew that the only place to go to was her previous apartme
Both best friends decided to go drinking to clear their heads, sitting at the bar, drinking and chatting.James was nursing a whiskey on the rocks, while Steve was sipping on a beer. The bartender, a friendly woman with a warm smile, was polishing a glass and listening in on their conversation. James was staring into his drink, his eyes lost in thought. Steve, noticing his friend's distant expression, decided to speak up."Yo man, I think it's high time you reduce your intake of alcohol," he advised, his voice laced with concern. "It's getting too much. You're drinking every night, and it's starting to affect your daily life, you rarely come to work. I think you should give this girl a break not after everything that has happened." He looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly as he gazed at Steve. "Bro, just let me be," he said, his voice low and even. "I'll be fine. I just want to drink to clear my head off, and that's all; without her, I can't think straight; she isn't responding to m
Miranda tried sitting up, confused about what was going on and what James was talking about. "What truth is he talking about, Bella?" she asked, turning to her sister with a look of confusion. She then turned to Mia and asked."What's going on, can somebody please talk to me? Who is this young man and what truth is he talking about?" Mia looked at Bella, who took a deep breath before speaking."I'll explain, Mimi, please just calm down," Bella said in a low tone, trying to soothe her sister's frazzled nerves. "He's my husband, on a contract, but trust me, all of these will soon be over," she added, her voice barely above a whisper. Miranda's eyes widened in shock, and she looked like she had been punched in the gut. "What! You're kidding, aren’t you? Are you trying to tell me you got married without letting your only family hear about it?" she shouted, her voice rising in anger and hurt.She looked down, feeling guilty and ashamed. "I know I should have told you, Mimi, but it was all
James and Bella both rushed down to the police station, their hearts filled with excitement and relief. As they arrived, they were greeted by the sight of Miranda, standing in the middle of the room, looking weak and frail.Bella's eyes widened with joy and concern as she rushed towards her sister, throwing her arms around her in a tight hug. “I'm sorry all of these have to happen to you, Mimi," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"Miranda, who was extremely weak, couldn't utter a word, only stood there looking at her sister, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions. Bella held her tight, tears of joy streaming down her face. "I'm so sorry, my little one. I promise I will never let anything happen to you, because you are never leaving my sight," she said, her voice shaking with emotion. "I was so worried about you." James stood back, watching the reunion with a warm heart, feeling happy that Miranda was finally safe.As Bella continued to hug her sist
"C’mon, Bella, you've been like this for weeks; you need to get a hold of yourself," James said, his voice filled with concern as he noticed Bella's mood. "I promise, Miranda will be found and brought back." Bella looked up at him, her eyes red from crying, and her face pale with worry. "How sure are you?" she asked, her voice shaking with fear. "It's been weeks, and we haven't even heard anything from them, and neither are the police saying anything. She's the only family I've got, and you want me to act like nothing has happened to her."He took a deep breath and pulled Bella into a hug. "I’m not saying that, I know it's been tough, but we can't give up hope," he said, his voice soft and reassuring. "The police are doing everything they can to find her, and I'm sure they'll come up with something soon." She pulled back and looked at him, her eyes searching for answers. "But what if they don't?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "What if we never see her again?"James's
"You need to calm down, babe, I had to rush down here immediately; I got your call," James said, trying to calm Bella down. "Trust me, if the kidnap isn't connected to anybody, we will surely get a call from them requesting a ransom; let's just give them a few hours." Bella, whose eyes were filled with tears, shook her head. "I'm just confused, what's going on?" she asked, her voice trembling. "First, it was me, now my innocent sister... Who knows who might be next?"He pulled Bella into a hug, trying to comfort her. "C’mon, you need to stop thinking about it and hope we get a call soon. We'll get through this, okay," he said. "We'll find out who's behind this and we'll get your sister back safely." Steve, who had been quiet until now, joined the conversation. "Don't worry, I promise we'll get her back," he said, his voice filled with determination. "But I had no idea you've got a sister all these while." Bella sniffled, wiping her tears with her sleeve."She was at the hospital all