Roman's POV"How come Nana hasn't come to see me yet?" I asked Damien as he cut up some apples for me. He halted, placed the half sliced apple, and knife on the plate before exchanging glances with Nathan. Nathan had come to visit me earlier with some of my staff, but my staff had already left. "I noticed something. Each time I ask you about her, you stylishly change the subject. Did something happen to her?" I darted Damien an accusatory stare. I had asked him about my grandmother the first time he came to visit me after I regained consciousness, but somehow, he managed to change the topic to the rising stocks of my company. Back then, I didn't really pay any attention to it. But when I asked him the question again a few days ago, he excused himself from the conversation and claimed he had to take an emergency call, even though his phone hadn't rang in my presence. "Is she dead?" I whispered, feeling a lump of bile clog my throat. "She's not." He replied, and I heaved a deep
Sofie's POV"Is there anything I can help you with?" Amy asked, from where she was perched on the kitchen island.I stared at the freshly rolled cinnamon roll on the baking sheet, and shook my head. "No. It's alright, I can manage."She nodded in response as she threw some popcorn into her mouth. "You know we could have ordered in some cinnamon rolls instead of you stressing yourself."I rolled my eyes. "It's been three weeks since I had home-made food, Amy and it's the baby craving for it, not me."Amy raised her hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry for asking."I just scoffed before placing the cinnamon rolls into the preheated oven."By the way, you still haven't told me about how your lunch date with Damien went yesterday." I said, taking a seat beside her on the kitchen island.She blushed and I huffed in amusement.The effect Damien had on her was crazy. Her lips instantly curved into a coy smile as she fiddled with her fingers. "It wasn't a date, Sofie. We just went o
Roman's POV I inwardly groaned as I squeezed my eyes open. I groaned again when I realized that my head still throbbed with an excruciating headache. I steered my gaze sideways and immense anger siphoned through my veins, when I set my eyes on the bane of my existence. The obsessive leech who had caused Sofie and I so much problems in the short span of two months. I wondered how she managed to enter the hospital despite the fact that I had already instructed the hospital's director not to allow her in. I guessed it was time for me to withdraw my investment in the hospital, since they couldn't even protect one of their major shareholders. As I stared at her, my ire intensified and I suddenly had the urge to commit murder. Before my logical reasoning could gain control of my senses, I snapped the cannula off my wrist and stormed toward Lana. She gasped as I yanked her off the chair and slammed her against the hard wall. I wrapped my hands around her throat as I glared murderous
Sofie's POV I remained mute like a dummy as I blankly stared into space. I had desperately yearned for good news like this, but I had no idea how I was supposed to act when it finally happened. "Sofie, are you still there? Did you hang up on me?" Damien's voice wafted through my line of hearing. I forced myself out of the mini trance I was, to give him a response. "I'm still here. I'm sorry. I'm just trying to process it. So they got the warrant earlier then." I said. "Yes. They did. Thankfully. By the way, Roman just got discharged right now. I just got the message from my assistant. So you should see him soon. I have to get back to work. We need to have Lana sentenced to jail as soon as possible." Damien explained. "Right. You should. Thanks for everything, Damien." "There's no need to thank me, Sofie. Take care of yourself, and have a nice day." He said, and hung up. I mindlessly stared at my phone for a while as various unhinged thoughts assailed my mind, with the most pro
Roman’s POV I gazed at the closed door with my mouth gaped in a mixture of shock, confusion and devastation. I racked through my memory to figure out whether I had unknowingly said something wrong to Sofie. But I couldn't place a finger on one wrong thing that I had said. Something must have happened for her to have suddenly brought up the issue of the contract termination letter out of nowhere. I sighed as i inwardly debated within myself on whether to ring the doorbell again or not. Eventually, I settled on the latter option because I didn't want to further ruin our relationship, so I just dejectedly walked back to the car. Nathan darted me a scrutinizing stare, as I approached the car. Thankfully, he noticed my melancholic demeanor, and he didn't bother to utter a word to me, as he opened the back door of the car. "We're heading to my grandmother's place." I revealed, as he swerved the car away from the apartment complex. I threw the apartment building a final, wistful l
Sofie’s POV I scoffed as I watched the deliveryman set the basket of gifts down before handing me a notepad and a pen."I need your signature right here, Miss Diaz." He said, motioning to the dotted line at the bottom of the notepad."I know where I need to sign on. This is the fifth time I've received this unwanted package this week." I spat, shoving the notepad at him.He just bowed before getting on his bike and zooming off.I sighed as I darted the basket a cursory look.The day after I slammed the door in Roman's face, I had started getting daily deliveries of huge baskets of gifts.The gifts ranged from boxes of chocolates, packets of marshmallows, a handwritten apology from him, a bottle of non alcoholic red wine, a huge teddy bear, to a dainty bracelet, which Amy had later informed me was a two carat diamond bracelet that cost somewhere between three thousand to five thousand grand.Now I had five diamond bracelets which were worth about twenty five thousand grand, that I pla
Roman’s POV "Did Sofie say anything to the delivery man?" I asked Nathan as he walked into my office. "No, sir." He replied, bursting my bubble of hope. I concealed my disappointment with a nod. "Okay then. You may leave." In response, he bowed before exiting my office. I raked my hands through my hair, as an exasperated sigh escaped my lips. It had been five days since I last saw Sofie, and nothing seemed to be hopeful anymore. It seemed as if she had blocked my number because I could neither send a message to her, nor could place a call to her line. And that made me resort to sending her handwritten notes everyday. I was hellbent on persevering through her cold treatment toward me. I consoled myself with the faint possibility of her accepting me back into her life. Suddenly, my phone vibrated with a message which made me scowl. The scowl instantly dissipated off my face when I saw who the sender was. It was from Sofie. It seemed as though she had finally unblocked me.
Sofie's POV"What do you think you are doing right now, Sofie?" Amy hollered, as she stormed into my room.I sighed, as I calmly retrieved a suitcase from my wardrobe and placed it on the bed."What do you want, Amy? As you can see, I am organizing my clothes. I told you yesterday that I was leaving America, didn't I?" I scoffed.I had decided to stick to my initial plans to move away from America when the contract engagement ended.I wanted to live my life away from Roman.It had been a week since I met him at the restaurant, to hand him the contract termination letter.The daily basket of luxurious gifts had also stopped since last week. Initially, I had thought I'd feel an immense sense of relief when they stopped but I couldn't help but feel a bit saddened.Roman had looked so defiant when I told him I wanted out, but for the past couple of days, I hadn't even received a text from him.Maybe he had gotten fed up with my antics, and ending things with me made him realize that he d