The room fell into a hushed silence as the door swung open, revealing a figure whom Rowan had all but forgotten amidst the chaos. Her eyes widened in shock at the unexpected visitor who stood before her—a familiar face she had only recently encountered within the hospital's sterile walls. It was Dr. Bennett, the physician attending to her ailing mother.A rush of memories flooded Rowan's mind, cascading down the corridors of her thoughts. She remembered the frantic call urging her to secure funds, the urgent plea to save her mother's life. It had led her here, a whirlwind of events that had momentarily erased the doctor from her consciousness.Without a moment's hesitation, Rowan slipped down from the bed, her feet faltering as she approached Dr. BennettA nameless fear gripped Rowan's heart as their gazes locked, leaving her speechless and filled with apprehension. She tried to gather her thoughts, her mind racing to find an explanation for her absence. The doctor's presence only int
Rowan's heart raced as a sudden, loud banging reverberated through the house. Startled, she abandoned her cooking and swiftly washed her hands, a mix of anticipation and anxiety gripping her. Could it be David at the door? With eager anticipation, she rushed to open it, hoping to see her husband's familiar face. However, her excitement quickly turned to disappointment when she came face to face with Richard, David's trusted personal assistant.Her face fell, and she couldn't hide her disappointment as she met Richard's gaze. "Where is he?" she asked abruptly, her voice tinged with a hint of frustration, disregarding any customary greetings. Ignoring the pleasantries, Richard understood the urgency in her question and retrieved a document from his portfolio. Handing it over to Rowan, he replied, "I'm sorry, Mrs. David, but Mr. David can't make it. He asked me to deliver this to you."Rowan's eyes darted anxiously between Richard and the document. Her mind raced, trying to make sense of
Rowan stepped out of the car, her nerves tingling with anticipation, Richard couldn't help but be awestruck by her stunning appearance. "You look absolutely breathtaking, Mrs Rowan," he exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine admiration.Nervously, Rowan offered a shy smile in return. "Thank you, Richard. I just hope I can handle all the attention."Richard, always supportive, reassured her. "Trust me, everyone will be in awe of your beauty. You deserve all the admiration coming your way." Afterward je finally walked away leaving Rowan to her fate.Summoning her courage, Rowan walked the red carpet, her every step radiating elegance and grace. The room fell into a hushed silence as all eyes fixated on her. Whispers of awe and appreciation rippled through the crowd, leaving Rowan feeling a heady mix of exhilaration and vulnerability.Inside the party, the atmosphere was electric. Distinguished men couldn't help but be captivated by Rowan's presence, their gazes lingering a moment too
Rowan found herself engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions as she noticed the intense gaze Mr. Johnson directed toward her. A mixture of fear and discomfort gripped her, causing her eyes to inadvertently wander downward, only to widen in shock at the sight of Mr. Johnson's hardened state. His erection stood tall and rigid as if awaiting a command.The once lively surroundings seemed to fade into an eerie silence, intensifying Rowan's unease. Desperately, her eyes darted around, searching for an escape route, hoping to find a way out of this uncomfortable situation."Rowan!" A sudden voice shattered her thoughts, jolting her back to reality. Her mind raced with worry as she tried to comprehend the gravity of the situation."Why did you come here alone? I offered to accompany you! I specifically wanted you to be my companion at this party. But I invited both you and Rolland because I knew you wouldn't come if I didn't invite your friend. I thought you and Rolland were dating until I discov
Jonathan's grip on Rowan's wrist tightened, restricting her movements, but upon seeing someone approaching whom he seemed to know, he finally released his hand from pinning her to the wall. He took a step back, though his grip on her wrist remained firm.Flora, who had been holding David's arm intimately, looked at the scene with surprise. Her eyes widened in astonishment, especially upon witnessing the awkward position in which she found Rowan. A gleeful smile briefly flickered in Flora's eyes as she noticed Rowan's embarrassed expression. She couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.With a confused expression, Flora addressed Rowan, her voice filled with curiosity. "Miss Rowan, you are..."Johnson had initially felt rejected and furious after Rowan's ruthless dismissal and being interrupted by others. However, as he glanced up and saw the approaching person, his face immediately transformed into a smiling expression. He recognized her as the heir of a prominent company, but t
Rowan's heart pounded in her chest as she mustered every ounce of remaining hope and strength. With a desperate cry for help, she shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice trembling with fear. But the echo of her plea was met with a haunting silence, emphasizing her isolation.Johnson's malicious smirk deepened as he mocked her futile attempt. "Save your breath, darling," he sneered. "There's no one around for miles. No one will come to your rescue."Just as Johnson finished his cruel words, a sudden interruption shattered the tense atmosphere. A pair of black leather shoes silently appeared within his line of sight. Startled, he looked up and gasped."Mr. David... President?" Johnson stammered, his voice laced with fear.David's presence was commanding, his eyes piercing through Johnson's soul. "What do you think you're doing to her? My wife " he asked calmly, his tone belying the fury in his gaze. The weight of his question hung heavily in the air, leaving Johnson quaking with fear
The atmosphere in the car was filled with an uncomfortable silence as Rowan and David made their way back to the mansion. Neither of them uttered a word to each other. Rowan couldn't help but wonder if David was upset because she had been conversing with another man. However, she quickly dismissed the thought, reminding herself that she wasn't Flora, the love of his life."This is Rowan, not Flora. This is me, not his devil incarnate sweet potatoes," Rowan thought to herself, savoring the sweet scent of David's cologne that she had missed dearly.Her cheeks flushed as the memory of Flora's expression when David declared that he would take Rowan home resurfaced in her mind. Flora had attempted to intervene, considering she had arrived in Richard's car. But David's unexpected possessiveness had surprised even Rowan, almost making her feel like a cherished lover. Although it wasn't the case, Rowan found herself relishing in his attention."I can't allow her to drive herself home. All the
Rowan's peaceful slumber was abruptly disrupted by the incessant buzzing of her phone. Reluctantly, she tried to reach for it, finding it difficult to fully awaken from her sleep. Blocking her ears with pillows, she hoped to drown out the persistent ringing.The phone continued to ring relentlessly, refusing to relent, until she finally dragged herself out of bed to reluctantly answer the call."Rowan, what time is it? Aren't you coming to work?!" Rolland's booming voice nearly pierced her eardrums.Groggily, she glanced at the alarm clock on her bedside table and panicked. "Oops, I overslept! Rolland, please ask for a day off for me. I'll hurry over right away.""Forget it. It's already noon by the time you get here. I'll cover your shift. Just have a good rest today."Rolland paused for a moment, then lowered his voice abruptly. "Are you okay? What happened yesterday? What did David say? Did he still want a divorce, or did you guys have a good night together?" Rolland inquired."It'
Instantly, the air around David crackled with tension. He swiftly shed his suit, the fabric feeling heavy in his trembling as he handed it over to Richard, who felt like crying at the back of his boss—this was all his boss had been working for in the past few months: to have Miss Rowan to himself finally, without fear of Flora hurting her again. Just then, James' phone buzzed, interrupting the silence that engulfed the atmosphere. Seeing the caller, James picked up at once. "Hello, babe," James said into the phone, drawing curious glances from David and Richard. To them, only Rowan would receive such a nickname. Seeing their suspicious gazes, he switched the phone to loudspeaker. "Hi, Naomi, you can speak now," James invited. "Miss Rowan has been rushed to the hospital. She's unable to fly; she started having contractions before she entered the plane," Naomi informed them. Before James could reply, David snatched the phone from his hands. "Miss Naomi, this is her husband at the ho
The room was alive with happiness as Flora jubilated, knowing that in a few hours, every TV station and blogger would be buzzing about her wedding to David Thompson, the president of the Oregon group of companies."As the heiress of Seraphims Holding, I only deserve the best," Flora declared from where she lay on the bed, with Andrew planting kisses on her neck and along her jawline."You know I will compensate you handsomely. I panicked when I found out David had regained his memory but didn't want me anymore. I thought everything was over, after years of patiently waiting," Flora confessed, a smile playing on her lips."I've told you that you don't have any problems. Since you've opened up to me about your true feelings and that it's me you love, and only his money you desire, since you've promised that it's my child you'll carry in his house, then I don't have any issues. The wedding is set to proceed, and in a few hours, you'll be Mrs. Thompson officially, but inwardly, you'll be M
It had been a few days, and tension hung thick in the air as Steve returned to James's house to deliver his response. The silence that filled the room was deafening, each breath heavy with anticipation. Jessica, though she thought she was prepared for any outcome, couldn't help but rub her hands together nervously. Ryan, sensing the tension, rested his head on her lap, his instincts picking up on the palpable anxiety swirling around them. "So, brother, have you finally made your decision?" James asked, his tone harsh yet tinged with regret. In the past few days, he had come to realize that his emotions had clouded his judgment. He understood that everything Steve had done was out of love for him — Steve didn't want him to lose the love of his life, just as James had lost his. It was this realization that had prompted James to allow Steve to make his own decision, even if it meant James would have to bear the pain of parting with his brother, if only for a while. "Yes, kid brother,"
What?" David's father asked, surprised by his son's allegations. "Dad, answer me. Are you involved with her too?" David demanded. "No, I'm not. And I'm disappointed that you would think so little of your father," David's father said. "I don't care, Dad. If she knows something about you significant enough to trade for my safety, then it must be substantial, and I need to know about it today," David said defiantly "Sit down, and I will tell you everything," David's father said. Reluctantly, David slumped into the chair, his anger palpable, emanating from him like a dark cloud. "Firstly, I discovered the kind of person Flora was after you started seeing her. Knowing how much you love her compelled me to dig deeper. I didn't want you to end up with the wrong woman. After finding out that she was involved with different men, I decided to confront her myself instead of letting you do it. During our conversation, she confessed that her uncle had forced her into those situations and that
"What do you mean, David? It was the marriage certificate we both signed, isn't that what we both wanted back then? Just because you didn't have the memory doesn't change the fact that your mother is aware of it, and a mother can't lie," Flora's voice came over the phone, her tone laced with frustration and desperation. She wasn't even attempting to come to David's house, realizing she had nothing left to lose."Flora, even if it is true, I don't want this marriage anymore. We have to annul the certificate," David stated firmly, using a word he never wanted to utter."What? David, are you trying to use me and then discard me? We've been dating for almost seven years. Now you don't want me anymore, and you didn't consider the repercussions it will have on my family and me, on the company, on everyone who believed we would end up together... I won't force you, David, but think about the consequences. We are legally married starting next week. If we don't announce it publicly, I don't kn
Naomi could only hum softly as she listened to Rowan's teasing remarks. Bending down, she reached for the coffee cups placed in front of them, an order she had made for both of them. Savoring the warmth, she took a delicate sip before carefully placing the cup back on the table.Inwardly, Naomi grasped the subtle undertones of Rowan's words. Since meeting James, she felt a shift within herself, a desire to embody qualities that might earn his admiration. But could she confide in Rowan that the catalyst for her change was the very man who harbored feelings for her?"Miss Rowan, I can't say there's any love involved. Let's just say someone's critique nudged me towards self-improvement," Naomi replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty. Rowan's gentle smile lingered, leaving Naomi to ponder if her response had hit the mark."You know, being challenged by someone and feeling compelled to better oneself because of them, well, it's akin to love. You might not realize it now, but soon enough
Before James exited the hospital, he had arranged to meet Naomi, only to hear the distressing news that she was banned from leaving the house. Naomi, a pivotal figure in her father's company, had inadvertently stirred up trouble by being seen at clubs, inviting scrutiny from shareholders and adding pressure to her father's plate. She was slated to marry into another wealthy family to enhance the company's stature. James, though conflicted, found himself driving toward Naomi's house despite his vow to stay away and avoid complicating matters for both families. The prospect of being desired by Naomi's father for his daughter weighed heavily on him, even as he questioned his own intentions. Arriving at the grand mansion, James couldn't help but admire the exquisite taste of Naomi's father. The meticulously landscaped gardens, the elegant architecture both inside and out, and the grandeur of the estate left James in awe, despite his familiarity with opulent surroundings. "It seems I'll
David's desperate calls echoed in the air, chasing after Rowan who seemed to be slipping away from him. The tears streaming down her face mirrored the storm of emotions raging within her. The weight of reality crashed upon her, a cruel revelation that left her heart shattered. The love she thought would one day be hers had been claimed, sealed, and signed on a marriage certificate.Her steps quickened, driven by a mix of anguish and fear. She wished she could stop, and gather herself, but the intensity of her emotions made it impossible to fake composure. The fear of David thinking she was running away from his happiness gnawed at her, yet the pain of witnessing the love of her life marrying someone else was unbearable.Lost in the labyrinth of her thoughts and the ache in her chest, Rowan's misstep jolted her back to reality. Her leg collided with an obstacle, threatening to send her crashing to the ground. Just as she teetered on the edge of falling, a strong hand encircled her, savi
Three agonizing days had crawled by since Rowan left David's house. The deafening silence hung heavy in her heart as she resisted the urge to reach out to him or answer his father's calls. Flora's mysterious behavior and her cousin's news about an award only added to the tumult of emotions swirling within her. The absence of David was a constant ache, the void left by his departure filled with memories that refused to fade. Today found Rowan grappling with the challenges of the IT department at the hospital, a temporary distraction from the emotional turmoil. As she navigated the hospital corridors, a man emerged from a ward—discharged after six months of battling mental illness triggered by a traumatic accident. His struggle mirrored Rowan's own internal conflict. The man, seemingly normal at times but haunted by bouts of lunacy, resonated with her. What gripped her most was the unwavering love poured onto him by his family, clinging to the hope of his eventual restoration, even in