Lachlan's POVThe sweet scent of jasmine filled my nostrils when Amelia walked in. Just her smile was enough to ease the weight of the day off my shoulders. Of course, we have had our fair share of arguments lately, but I was hoping we could settle everything and have a chance to relax and stay in each other's arms tonight. No one else, just the two of us together. “Hey.” I called out as I set my briefcase down, the aroma of dinner wafting through the air. “I’m home."She appeared from the dining room, her face lighting up when she saw me. That smile—God, I’d missed it. “Welcome home, love, how was work?” She said softly, walking over to me. My face spread into a wider smile till my cheeks were hurting, but I didn't care. I would endure any form of pain because of her. I leaned down to kiss her forehead. “It smells amazing here.” I said, my voice sounding warm and inviting. “Go wash up; dinner’s almost ready.” She ordered gently, pushing me upstairs. I chuckled and obeyed; momen
Eric's povI slammed the door shut leaving behind a loud echo in the living room.Aunt Bailey, who had been so focused on the book on her lap, jolted from the bang.“Eric, you gave my heart fright. Why did you shut the door like that?” She said in her usual whiny voice that pissed me off.“I don't have the time to deal with you right now.” I walked past her to the sleek, modern bar that dominated one wall of the living room.“Eric, did you just speak to me in that manner?” She dropped the book on the table beside her.I ignored her as I slid into one of the stools and reached for the crystal decanter sitting on the polished counter. “Eric…” Aunt Bailey called out, and I snapped.“What exactly do you want from me, woman?” “Eric… What is wrong with you? Did something terrible happen at the office?” I could hear the hurt in her voice as she spoke, but I didn't care. I was too angry to care. Now was not the bloody time to fix a smile on my face. I took an empty glass and poured myself
Amelia's POVI snapped the stem off the cherry, the plump fruit now free of the little leaves attached to it.“What colour should I paint this time?” Lillian asked. She had returned yesterday after hearing what happened at the house a few days ago. Typical Lilian. She didn't stop wailing even when she hugged me. I knew she missed me and I missed her too.I popped the cherry in my mouth, enjoying the juicy sweetness with my eyes closed.“I think pink and blue.” I replied with my eyes closed relishing the taste of the cherry. Nowadays, my cravings are off the charts. Just an hour ago, I had a big bucket of ice cream and now, it's onto fruits.“Alright. Pink and blue it is.” Lillian smiled as she propped my swollen feet on the pillow on her lap.I watched Lilian smoothly glide the nail polish brush over my toe nails. For a brief moment, I almost forgot I was pregnant. “Babe?” I heard Lachlan call for me.“We're in the garden!” I called back, popping another cherry into my mouth.“There
ERIC’S POVFew hours earlier,Smoke curled around Cassie’s face as she exhaled. “That's pretty much it.”I thought over her plan in my head. It was crazy. “Are you sure it'll work?”“Undoubtedly.” She replied confidently, leaning against the hood of my car.“But staging an accident requires the services of a pro, and I am not starving for death.” I rolled my eyes.“It won't be a major accident, but it'll look like one. Trust me, I've been on too many movie sets to see how it's done.” She smiled.It was almost too good to be true. “If things go south...”“Don't be such a baby, Eric. You're only going to ram your car into the truck over there, and it'll get a little scratched, but you'll survive without one.” she interrupted.“Hmmm.” I was still contemplating this.“Look, buddy, the plan is to guilt-trip Amelia, isn't it?” Cassie smiled. “Once the accident is staged, I'll make sure word gets to the press. Just imagine the look on Amelia's face when she discovers the truth. She'll come c
LACHLAN’S POVAs I glanced at the Patek Philippe Nina that got me on my birthday last year, I knew my patience was wearing thin. This was the umpteenth time that I was checking the time. If anyone took the hint, they would know I wanted to leave. Badly.We were going over the quarterly sales forecast update, and each time a word leaves Jeremy's lips, I die. If there was an award to be given to the most boring business meeting, it would be the quarterly sales forecast because why would an entire team of over a hundred professionals loop me in their boring discussion about sales pipeline management and data? I'm the CEO. I should be doing nothing at all!“Now, we'll move onto the final agenda of the meeting.” Jeremy flipped his clipboard over.I let out a deep sigh. "Finally."I looked around the conference room. Everyone was trying so hard not to sleep; their eyes drooped and their faces grew fatigued. I suddenly felt pity for them and wanted to cancel the meeting, but if we don't go o
LACHLAN'S POVI looked between Amelia and Eric, not knowing what to say or do. Eric slowly turned to me and offered a small smile. "Oh, hello there, Lachlan.”There was a gash on his forehead and little bruises here and there. His left leg was even wrapped in a bandage. He looked like someone who had an accident. Amelia, who was sitting right beside him, rose to her feet. “Lachlan, what are you doing here?” Now, that question undid the frozen spell. “Same goes. What exactly are you doing here?” Lilian cut in. “Sir, we heard Sir Truman was in the hospital and...”“I don't pay you to put your nose in my business, so shut up!” I snapped.This infuriated Amelia. “What is wrong with you? Why are you yelling at her?”I pinched the skin between my brows. “Do you even know how scared I was when I heard you were in the hospital?” Her face pinched in puzzlement. “What? Hospital?”“You're in a goddamn hospital, are you not?” I raised my voice.“Don't you dare raise your voice at me?!” Ameli
CASSIE'S POVNina’s smile turned sour, and she crossed her arm over her chest. "You... what's the likes of you doing here?” Normally, I'd expect her to kiss and hug me like we used to, but now we just stared daggers at each other. Things haven't been the same since she stumbled upon me and Chris.I noticed Lachlan watching us with narrowed eyes as though calculating my very next move. The old Cassandra would've retorted sharply without delay, but if I had to prove that I've changed, I’d have to act like it. So instead of yelling back at Nina, I bowed my head and apologised.“I'm sorry if my presence upsets you." Then I lifted my head. “If there's nothing else, I'd best be on my way.”The room was left stunned. I could tell because they stared with wide eyes. Now, I have their attention. Bloody fools.I picked up my purse, ready to leave, but Lach’s mom stopped me. “Come on, Cassie. Don't do that. Don't leave because of us.” She gave me a warm smile.Ah, this one has always been my
AMELIA'S POV I haven't had a nightmare in a while, but last night, I had one. I knew I had a nightmare because I woke up screaming. The odd thing about it was that I did not remember what it was about. I remember Lachlan coddling me back to sleep after that and sleeping next to me. But as soon as I wake up, he's gone. This time he left a white rose and a note: “No matter what happens, I'll never stop giving you these flowers, even if my heart stops beating. Love, your stupid husband.” Normally, I would gush over this note and flower. Strangely, I don't feel anything of the sort. My hand flew to my chest as I contemplated what was happening to me. I was suddenly interrupted by the light ping of my phone. I reached for the bedside table and grabbed it. The screen powered on, and I found a message from the notification bar. I opened it and realised it was a message from Eric. As I read it, my eyes filled. “Hey, sunshine. I call you that because your sun
Amelia's POVI breathed softly to make him believe I was asleep, and he did. The only problem was he wasn't going to sleep.We stayed like that. Minutes turned to probably an hour or more, and I was getting tired.The rain had stopped falling, and I was glad. I reached for my phone on the bedside table to check the time. It was nearly 5 am.“What?” Those words left my lips before I could stop myself. I had to leave. I pushed back the bedcovers and turned my leg on the left side. Just as my feet hit the floor, I heard Lachlan stir. “Hey, Amelia,” he said in a low voice. “You okay?”Shit. I turned to face him. “Yes. Just about to head to the bathroom.”I noticed him pinching his eyes. Did he see through the lie? “Are you sure you're okay?” he repeated. “Beaveu you look like you're about to run away.” “I'm fine.” I nearly snapped. Then I immediately rubbed my temples. “Sorry, it's just…”“It's alright.” Lachlan said, looking disappointed. “If you want to get better reception, try d
Lachlan's POVAmelia's fingers brushed mine as she took the cup, and I sucked in a breath. Suddenly, I was yearning for her touch.Awkward silence stretched between us, and I cleared my throat and gestured to the duffle bag near the couch. “Your things are right here.” I said. Amelia glanced at the box and pressed her lips in a thin line. “Thank you.”“You don't have to.” I muttered. “It's the least I could do.”And just like that, we relapsed into silence. I turned to bring out the bag and drop it next to her. “Thanks,” Amelia said, dropping the coffee mug on the tray. “I should go.”“Sure.” I rose to my feet, and so did she. Amelia clutched the duffle bag, looking at me softly. “You look… tired. tTake care of yourself.”Before I could respond, drops of rain tapped against the window. Within minutes, the soft drizzle turned into a full downpour. I looked at the window; the sky had darkened as though it was night. “Damn it. I'm so sorry this happened.”“You're sorry for the rai
Lachlan's POV It wasn't luck that kept me standing.It was Amelia.And now, she is gone.I took the car back to the hospital, hoping I'd bump into Bailey or Amelia. I didn't know what I was thinking driving back, but I knew I had to do it. I had to see Amelia even if it was just a glimpse of her. The car parked in the driveway, and I climbed out of the driver's seat. The smartwatch around my wrist beeped quietly. I had set an alarm for 1 pm for a meeting I had with some investors. Now, that would have to wait. I needed to have a word with Amelia. I walked to the front desk as if on autopilot. There, I met two nurses who recognized me from the night Amelia gave birth. Each of them beamed me a lovely smile and asked why I was back there.“Amelia Mallory? Is she here?” I inquired, looking over my shoulder.“Oh, your wife?”Wife. That's a word I don't think I’d hear in the next decade or years to come.I hesitated for a moment before answering. “Y—yes.”The ginger-haired nurse pushed
Lachlan's POV“I'm not talking about golfing together, dude.” Matthew scoffed. “It's your brother.”“Chris…”“You need to go down to the station. Chris wants to talk to you. Says it's urgent.”“Did he say exactly why?” “No, but he did say it had to be you and was for your ears only.”I thought hard about it. What did Chris want to tell me that he couldn't tell the cops? I didn't have the answers to them; only he could provide answers to that. “Fine. I'll be at the station soon.” I replied. The call ended, and I slipped my phone back into my pocket, hoping I wouldn't regret visiting.I arrived at jail and regretted it immediately.As I stepped through the heavy metallic doors, the stench of steel, sweat, and faint smell of bleach poured out. I nearly pinched my nose, but I had to stop myself. The officer escorting me didn't budge and led me down the corridor in small, graceful steps. “Here.” The officer said, stopping in front of the thick pane of glass divided by a pair of telepho
Amelia's POV“Love is messy, Amelia. That's why we're in this mess. We are both tied down by the people we thought we loved. Love is ugly. It's—”“Real!” My cracked voice echoed in the room. “Love is real, and it's ours.”“You don't understand, Amelia,” Lachlan looked down. “We… we were never going to work out, Amelia. You and I... were…“Doomed from the beginning?” I completed it for him.“Yeah. We were doomed.” He whispered this time. A bitter laugh tore through my lips and I covered my mouth.“Amelia…” Lachlan tried to touch me but I stepped back. “Do you even hear yourself, Lachlan?” I said with a scoff. “Yeah. It's annoying, but it's true. Nothing …” he ran his hand through his hair. “Nothing about us was perfect. It was messy.”“Are you serious? Nothing about us was perfect? If it was, then why did you insist we divorce after the baby is born? Why did you make efforts to win me back? Why— “Don't romanticize what we had, Amelia. It was convenient and not love. You were conven
Amelia's POVI watched Lachlan lower his gaze and apologize in a low voice. “I am so very sorry, Amelia. I want nothing else from you, but I do have a favor to ask.”Favor? What did he want? “What is it?”He hesitated for a moment before he whispered now. “That you forgive me.”“What?” I heard a light knock on the door, and the nurse entered. “Mr. Mallory, the police are waiting.”“Oh.” Lachlan said, then turned to me as if waiting for an answer. I gave him a nod, and he rose off the bed. “Can I come see you later?” He asked in a somber tone.Has Lachlan ever looked this vulnerable? “Yeah.” I replied weakly, leaning against the reclining bed. “Okay.” He turned away from the room and shut the door behind him. I heaved a sigh and closed my eyes. Tonight was a long night. The baby moved in my arms, and I pulled him close, inhaling his clean scent. “What do I do, baby?” I whispered. “What do I do?”The days that followed after that, Lachlan visited me in the hospital. And when he
Lachlan’s POVThe paramedics arrived in time and rushed her to the hospital. I called her father to come wait with us. Even my family arrived at the hospital, and we all waited in the lobby, praying for Amelia's delivery. And just when I thought all hope was lost, I heard the cry of a baby.Now, we were waiting in the sterile waiting room surrounded by our family and everyone else who cared about us—her father, Bailey, Rebecca, hell, even my family showed up. Despite the company, I still felt alone. “Amelia will be fine.” Bailey said, sitting next to me. I looked down at my trembling hands. “She's been through a lot because of me….”“Come on. Don't say that, Lachlan.” Bailey put her arms around my shoulders.I shook my head. “If anything happens to her or the baby, I don't know what I'd—”“Stop!” Rebecca interrupted in a firm voice. “Don't say that! Nothing will happen to them.”My voice cracked as I tried to speak. “But…”“You've made mistakes, Lachlan. I understand, but you're he
Lachlan's POV “So…” Amelia asked quietly. “What happens now?” I ran my hand through my already tousled hair and exhaled softly. “Now?... We move with our lives.” “What do you mean?” Amelia looked at my face now, her brows furrowed in confusion. A shudder escaped my lips, and I replied. “You've given me an heir, Amelia…. The deal was to give me an heir and sign the divorce papers…” As much as it hurt me to admit it, it was the truth. “What?” Her eyes went round, and my heart clenched. The image of her broken expression was like a dagger to my heart, and I looked away. The only thing that mattered was Amelia. I didn't deserve it after hurting her—not once or twice, but over and over again. Her eyes filled the same way they did when she stumbled on Cassie kissing me in the office. It was never my intention for her to see that. Hell, I hadn't even wanted it to happen, but it did, and she had run away like she did before. Suddenly, memories of the incident flickered through my m
Amelia's POVA scream escaped my lips as the sound of gunshot echoed in the cathedral. Eric collapsed to the ground, his brown eyes holding mine as crimson began to grow around his white shirt. I felt a familiar pair of warm arms wrap around me. “Amelia… hey, it's going to be okay.” It was Lachlan. He planted a light kiss on my forehead, cradling me in his arms. “It's going to be okay. I need a medic in here!”Panic ripples through me as I struggle to breath. Each gulp of air was more difficult than the last and sooner, I began to hyperventilate.“Amelia?” Lachlan's voice became muffled in my head and his face became blurry.“Hey, get help! She's not breathing well!” Lachlan yelled, sounding the alarm to the officers.Amidst the panic, I felt a gush of water flood my shoes. A loud cry tore through my lips as I tightened my grip on Lachlan’s shirt. He looked down at me and gasped in shock. “Her water just broke! Amelia's going into labour.”Detective Matthew rushed to our aide with