Flora simmered with dissatisfaction after David's stern warning to keep the issue hushed from his parents. An idea dawned on her – a clever ploy to turn the elders in David's family against Rowan. The unsettling part was figuring out how to spill the beans without entangling herself in the mess. Her mind swirled with these thoughts until the memory of Richard's peculiar fondness for his boss's ex-wife surfaced. "Picture this: having to pick between saving your boss and his ex," Flora tantalizingly proposed as she dialed Richard's number. "Hello, Miss Flora," came Richard's unpleasant tone, a familiar discomfort in his voice. Yet, Flora reveled in it, unfazed by his unease. "Are you with your boss?" she inquired, her authoritative tone unsettling Richard. "No, ma'am. What can I do for you?" Richard hurriedly responded, an urgency to wrap up the conversation evident. "I need to share something crucial with you. I offended Rowan, and David wants to take the blame. I tried to stop h
David felt the rising tide of anxiety within him, his mind buzzing with questions about the mysterious audio. But just as he poised to play it, a jarring ring echoed in the room.Reluctantly, he withdrew his hand from the phone, reaching to answer the insistent call. As the device pressed against his ear, the urgency in Richard's voice filled the air, causing David to forget the audio entirely."Please, sir, come to Heritage restaurant. Your mother is attacking Miss Rowan there," Richard's words struck like a lightning bolt, propelling David to his feet.Perplexed, he questioned, "Why would she attack Rowan?" David's inquiry hung in the air, but Richard could not offer an explanation. Instead, a hurried plea urged David to make his way to the Heritage restaurantAfter David's mother sped away from the house, Richard trailed her for about thirty minutes, wondering if she was headed to Rowan's residence. To his surprise, she parked her car at a restaurant.As Richard observed, he spotte
David stood there, stunned by the words echoing through the phone. It was like a punch to the gut, and part of him desperately wished it was just a twisted plan by Rowan.Turning away, he faced the restaurant entrance, scanning for any sign of deceit. When he found none, he briskly walked away, leaving the echoes of the conversation behind.As he reached his car and opened the door, his phone rudely interrupted, vibrating in his hand. Reluctantly answering, he saw it was his mother on the line."David, don't let those words get to you. Flora wouldn't do something like that; she loves you, she's a good girl, and she won't bring you harm," his mother reassured, her voice carrying a mix of concern and conviction."Mom, I've got to go," David responded, abruptly ending the call, not wanting to entertain the possibility of his world falling apart.Listening to his mother's words, David sensed an undercurrent of doubt in her voice. It was as if her tone betrayed the reassurance she was tryi
Steve's words hung in the air, creating a pause that felt like an eternity for Flora. She took a moment to grasp the weight of his disclosure."Go on, Mr. Steve, spill it," Flora urged, anticipation etched across her face."I'm not sure if time is on our side, but my brother James holds the key to revealing your truth to David. Evidence that your lost baby isn't his. Proof that you're responsible for the death of Rowan's first child. He's on his way to expose it all to David," Steve declared.Flora's legs trembled beneath her, her heart racing as if trying to escape its confines. It felt like her very heart had come to a standstill."Miss Flora, are you still with me?" Steve's words pierced through the chaos in her mind, bringing her back from the brink of despair. She had always prayed this day would never come."Yes, tell me, why are you sharing all of this with me?" Flora managed to find her voice amidst the turmoil of emotions."I did it because I know how deeply my brother loves
"No way, it's gotta be a prank," Rowan mumbled as she thought about the call. Then, she let the phone slip from her grasp and nestled her head back into the cozy quilt, still feeling half-asleep, drifting back into the world of dreams. Over an hour had passed since that mysterious call, and Rowan was savoring her deep slumber until the blaring alarm shocked her awake once again. She rubbed her tired eyes and reached out to silence the annoying alarm. Suddenly, the memory of the call flooded back, and she hastily grabbed her phone, scrolling through the contact list. Her mouth fell open in disbelief, the room seemed to grow warmer, and she rubbed her eyes twice as if hoping the situation would change. "Why on earth would someone ring me up at 6:00 am and call me Mrs. Thompson?" Rowan wondered aloud, her mind swirling with confusion. It just didn't add up, seeing that truly she received a call. Realizing the clock ticking and the pressing need to head to work, Rowan swiftly changed
Rowan felt a swirl of emotions as she sat across from David, watching the doctor go about his examinations. Being a science student, she could grasp the technicalities of what was happening, yet an uneasy sensation lingered within her. David's gaze, fixated on her with a warmth she couldn't quite comprehend, added to the mystery that had wrapped itself around the moment.The air felt charged with uncertainty, and Rowan found herself silently questioning the peculiar shift in David's demeanor. His smiles, directed solely at her, sent a cascade of goosebumps down her spine. It was a surreal experience – something she had yearned for, yet its sudden arrival left her feeling bewildered."Does memory loss lead people to change?" Rowan pondered the question within the confines of her own thoughts, grappling with the absence of answers. The enigma of David's altered behavior left her grappling with a mix of emotions, caught between the desire for this newfound warmth and the fear of its tran
Rowan toiled away in the open air, her hands covered in sweat as she worked. As she headed back inside, she unexpectedly collided with David's father. Her palms dampened with instant anxiety, aware that convincing him might be an uphill battle. Despite this, she mustered the courage to try. "Where are you going?" inquired David's father. "Uncle, I can't do what you want. I believe telling David the truth is the best option. I can't fulfill all those doctor's requests. They practically want me to stay with David," Rowan explained, her voice earnest. "It's just for a while, maybe one month, until they see changes. I know David has hurt you, and he may not deserve your help, but what if there's a reason he only remembered you? What if he wants another chance for both of you?" pleaded David's father, his emotions seeping through. "Uncle, I'm sorry. I can't. Moreover, he has a woman. Let him know that he has a woman; maybe that can aid in his recovery," Rowan insisted, resolute, and wa
Rowan couldn't focus on her food anymore. Her eyes kept drifting towards a person in the distance, questioning if it was truly David she was seeing."Are you okay?" James asked again, unable to continue eating as Rowan's gaze remained fixed on a particular spot.Cutlery clattered as James dropped it, following Rowan's line of sight."Nothing," Rowan said after James interrupted her thoughts, shifting her focus to a different spot.Hearing her response, James sensed she was hiding something. She had definitely seen someone she recognized."Did you know that man?" James dropped the bombshell, and Rowan's eyes widened. She felt a mix of relief and excitement that James had also noticed the person. It confirmed she wasn't imagining things."Did you see him too?" Rowan asked eagerly."Yeah, I saw the man you were staring at," James replied. Rowan moved closer to him, desperately seeking answers."Does he look like someone you know?" Rowan inquired, studying James closely. The proximity fel