LACHLAN'S POVAmelia's birthday gift was nestled in the breast pocket of my velvet blazer. I decided to give it to her when she returned from the hospital. She and Eric and I are having a good time huh. A bitter laugh escaped my lips and I leaned back in the back of the SUV. Why was she doing this to me? She knows I am irrevocably in love with her and I cannot think when she's distant. If this keeps up, I might need to implant a pacemaker because she was shattering my heart. I leaned forward and the tiny box moved. It was a reminder that Amelia and I were falling apart. Again. How could I fix this?My eyes met Mark's in the rearview mirror and he averted his gaze.I sat up with a heavy sigh. “It’s too late to play dumb. Spill it.”“There's nothing to spill, sir.” Mark chuckled nervously. “Nothing to spill huh? That's why you're sweating bullets and avoiding eye contact.” I replied.This time he looked at me. Gotcha.“I'm not hiding anything, sir.” Mark made a right, easing the car
LACHLAN'S POVThere was a brief knock on the door, and I told whoever it was to enter. “I apologise for intruding.” The female voice said, and I jolted from my seat. Cassie. The mere sight of her infuriated me. “What part of my ‘Back off'? I'm married!’ Did you not understand?”“I'm sorry.” She said in a trembling voice and turned to leave.A familiar scent hits my nose, and I froze. “Wait.”I didn't know if she was still there because she hadn't come into the office. She remained at the door. The scent of spiced chicken and flour tortillas. It couldn't be what I'm thinking about. I held the door ajar and found her standing in the threshold nestling a grilled pineapple bowl in kitchen gloves. I stepped back for her to enter. “One in.”“Thank you.” She muttered.When she entered, she set down the bowl on a napkin on the centre table. “Why did you make me chicken fajitas?” I crossed my arms over my chest.She twiddles her fingers. I could see the Band-Aids latched on each finger.
ERIC'S POV Amelia's smile lights up the room like a giant beam and I find myself falling for her all over again. We were playing Kahoot. Kahoot is basically a game-based learning platform where players answer questions and earn points. In simpler terms, it's a game where you become a temporary genius, a keyboard warrior and a ruthless competitor will shield learning stuff and Amelia was good at it. “Ah, dang it!” I slapped my forehead. Amelia had won for the fifth time. She whooped loudly. “A five time winning streak is no easy feat. Someone should crown me the queen.” I snorted. “You're lucky you won. I went easy on you.” “Aw. He's sad because he lost.” She pinched my cheek. Before I could take her hand in mine, she moved it away. Oh, I was so close. “I didn't lose. The questions didn't make any sense.” I pushed a button by my side and it lifted the reclining bed. Amelia burst into laughter, then moved he to pay for my hair. “Don’t worry. Losing at Kahoot is no
AMELIA'S POVI felt like I achieved something today. Staying in the hospital and enduring the sterile smell of bleach and bandages, talking to Eric and feeding him hospital food, playing the game of Kahoot and having fun… Today was the best birthday I've ever had. While in the taxi, My fingers brushed the emerald necklace around my neck and I smiled. It was Mom's and now, mine. I don't know how Eric found it but I love him for giving it to me. Loved… that's such a strong word. I felt a buzz in my purse and realised my phone was ringing. I missed the call before I could answer.When I decided to check the caller my eyes widened in my head. I got 35 missed calls from Lachlan. Oh my God. “Um… driver , can you go a bit faster?” I told the middle aged man driving the Uber.“I'm sorry, ma'am, but I can't risk it. You're pregnant after all. Wouldn't want anything that'll harm the baby.” he looked at the rearview mirror as he replied to me.Ugh! I gave up. Lachlan would have to wait for me
Lachlan's POVLooking back on my life, I've had my fair share of challenges and anxiety. But if I'm being honest... I've never been this worried in my life before.I paced the floor of the living room tirelessly, dragging my hand through my hair. Lilian reached out and placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. “You need to calm down, sir.”I shrugged off the contact. “No! Don't tell me that! Look at the clock! It's almost midnight, and Amelia is still out there. She isn't even taking her calls.”Now, I was getting pissed. If I see Eric again, I swear to God, I'm going to kill him.“Just take a deep breath,” Lilian said in a soothing voice. “Amelia will be here.”With a frustrated sigh, I collapsed on the plush red couch.“Do I even call the police?” I palmed my throbbing forehead.“I don't think it's necessary for now, sir. What if we contacted them and she comes home after?” Lilian said. Although it sounded risky, it did sound like a valid point.“But I've looked everywhere, Lilian.” An
Chapter 137Amelia's POVI slammed the door behind me, fuming furiously. I hurled my purse across the wall and screamed. This was making me almost go crazy. What was I thinking? Why was I fighting Lachlan? What was going on with me?I palmed my face and sat on the edge of the bed. “What am I doing?”Hot tears stung my eyes, and I wiped my eyes with the heel of my hands. I accused Lachlan of making me a prisoner. How could I say such a thing?A muffled buzz startled me, and I turned to look at my phone while lying face down on the marble floor. Who is it at this hour?I ignored the ringing and resumed sulking. The ringing was persistent. What the hell!I got off the bed and walked to where the phone was and picked it up. Lines like spider webs crawled across the screen. The crack was beyond what I had imagined it to be. Did I throw it that hard?The ringing stopped, and I heaved a sigh. Just as I was about to unlock the phone, it rang again. With a squint, I could make out the caller
Lachlan's POV The BMW sliced through the lane, cutting off a black sedan. Tonight, I was going reckless and a full-on display. Amelia wasn't the only one who could be reckless. That was my nickname back in highschool. Her words flashed through my mind and I yelled. “So she cares only about Eric now huh?” “Easy there, fella!” The driver next to me yelled. I turned to him and yelled back. “Shut your mouth, asshole!” The man's face turned beet red and he cut me off. “Get out of the way!” I yelled on the top of my lungs, not caring if people saw my face or not. I was too mad to care about that. Too upset to even think about it and it was all Amelia's fault. Just then I heard a loud honking. A car was slowing down in front of me. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” I floored it, hoping to God I won't crash into the car. There was a child in the backseat. Well, God answered quickly because the car stopped just a few inches from the vehicle. The air bag inflated and slammed into my fa
Amelia's POVLilian followed me as I paced the living room. “You have to calm down, Amelia. He'll be home soon.” I dragged my hand through my hair. “I—I… What do I do, Lilian? Do you think he's out there drinking?”Lilian knew the answer. It was clear with the sad look on her face—he was. “I don't know, ma'am.”She lied. Just as I had thought she would.“Have you tried calling him again?” I asked her.Lilian whipped out her phone from her dress pocket. “Yeah. He's not answering.”I squeezed my phone in my hand, upset that the screen had broken when I hurled it at the wall. It wasn't exactly a smart move. “I'm sure he'll call in the morning.” Lilian assured me with a small smile.“Okay.” I muttered under my breath.She linked arms with me. “Come on. Let's get you to bed.”As she helped me to my room, I couldn't help but miss Lachlan more. I hadn't realised how much I had hurt him. God, I'm such a monster.We arrived at my bedroom, and Lilian unhooked her arm from mine and took a step
Lachlan's POVI couldn't handle Amelia rejecting me again. The moment I went home, I went straight to my bedroom and began to pack my bags. Maybe, space was what she needed from me. I was done packing and kept my box at the side. In the morning, I would leave for Japan. I had already informed my pilot. The jet was ready and so was everyone. After that, I sat in the bar in the living room, drinking some water. I didn't have the stomach for any more alcohol. I finished and kept down the glass. Almost immediately, I heard the sound of a driving vehicle. I wasn't expecting any guests and the guards knew better than to let anyone into the compound without informing me. I rose to my feet and waited. Just who was here?A soft knock in the door tore through the air and I froze.Was it mom? Nina? Dad?I made a beeline for the door and held it open. Standing before me was the person I expected to show up at my doorstep — Amelia. “Amelia, what are you—”Without a word, she pressed her lips
Amelia's POVI scrolled through my phone, wondering if I should call Lachlan.A part of me wanted to, while the other half told me it was a terrible idea.I sat up on the couch and chewed on my lip. It was late, and here I was, thinking about someone who was probably not thinking about me. I had rejected him most horribly. I'm pretty sure he hates me, and I'm pretty sure he's out drinking and laughing and living while I sit here, questioning every decision I have ever made.I searched for Lachlan in my message app, and I stared at the screen. “Do I apologize for what I did, or should I do it in person?”My finger hovered over the keyboard, and I typed. “I'm sorry.”Then I went to the emoji icon, looking for a sad emoji. I settled for the faceless emoji, but instead of sending it, I sent a kiss emoji.Just like that, I sent it. “No, no, no, no!”Before I could delete it, he had already read it. My phone dropped to my lap and I nearly screamed.Lachlan's POVI arrived with a dry look
Lachlan's POVThe next day, I decided to pretend nothing unusual happened in New York. But every time an employee asked how my vacation was, my mind drifted back to Amelia's rejection, and when that happened, I thought about her.I couldn't focus during meetings. I zoned out on more than one occasion, imagining endless possibilities of Amelia accepting me. One time I imagined I had never treated Amelia horribly in the past and that we were very happy. But rewinding time was impossible.“Sir… Sir!” Clara said it aloud.I blinked twice and looked at her and the sea of confused faces in the conference room.Shit. I zoned out. It was clear from the looks on their faces that they were worried about me. One more second in this room and they'll drown me in questions.I cleared my throat and reached for my phone on the table. The time was a few minutes past 4.“The meeting is adjourned to next Friday.” I pushed back my seat and walked out of the room. I took the elevator to the parking lot
Lachlan's POVThe work came crashing down around me. The kiss… The “Yes”... The happily ever after… Everything was a fantasy… A cruel trick the mind played on me.She turned to leave, but I couldn't call out to her or beg her to stay. I couldn't even move or speak. The ring was still clutched in my hand, and my heart was bleeding deep inside.I looked behind me as she walked away, not even stopping to even stare at me. I wanted to scream for her to stay with me, but she didn't.I rose to my feet and pocketed the ring, feeling absolutely dejected and somewhat dead on the inside.I followed the path she took, walking slowly behind her. “Amelia…”She didn't answer.“Amelia, please…” I whispered again, but she didn't stop.I couldn't let her go home like this. I ran up to catch up with her and caught her wrist. “Amelia!” I believe I raised my voice because almost everyone was staring at us.She passed, but she didn't look at me, but I could feel her hand tremble in mine.God, what the h
Lachlan's POVI ordered room service, and we ate breakfast in silence.As we ate, I couldn't stop myself from staring at Amelia. She looked twice as beautiful as she was before.She finally broke the silence. “Umm… You're looking the wrong way, Lachlan. The food is on the plate.”“Well, that's not the food I see.” I flashed her a grin, and her cheeks turned red. She gave a nervous laugh. “Wow. So funny.”When I saw that she was embarrassed to leave, I pushed back my chair. “Maybe we could go home today!” Amelia announced aloud, forcing me to resume my seat.“You want to go home?” I asked, sitting down. “Yeah…” She looked everywhere except my face. “We… we could just go home, you know…Uh… unwind… Forget about everything for a while.” “My face is up here, darling.” I told her.Amelia lifted her eyes to meet mine, and I smiled. “I thought of that too.”“You did?” She asked in surprise, and now I had the irresistible urge to kiss her.“Y—yeah.” I fisted my left hand, restraining mysel
Amelia's POVThe smell of food interrupted the dream I was having, and I stirred awake.I rubbed my eyes and sat up only to see Lachlan walking towards the bed with a tray of food. My heart skipped a beat. “Lachlan?”“Morning, beautiful.” He set down the tray next to me and plopped down on the bed next to me. I noticed a white flower and note ona the tray. The family sight made my heart flutter. Ife just like before. He still hasn't forgotten. “You did all this for me?”“Yeah. Do you like it?” Lachlan asked, tucking a stray hair behind my ears.“Like it?” It had been so long since he'd done something like this. I was surprised and happy all at once. I smiled and blushed. “I love it.”I picked up the note and read it. Warmth rushed through me, and my cheeks were flushed with heat. I had missed this too, a,nd I'm sure he had too.I, had even forgotten last night's little “argument.”“Thank you, Lachlan.” I beamed him a smile, and he palmed the back of his neck.His cheeks were red, a
Lachlan's POVMy mind keeps drifting to when Amelia hid the bag from me. Clearly, there was someone else. Someone else she clearly didn't tell me about. Well, why would she? She's an adult and has every right to do whatever she wants. I heaved another sigh and reached for the 5th glass of tequila shots. These shots soothe me more than any therapist I've ever been to.As I brought the alcohol to my lips, I heard a familiar voice behind me.“Ah, I see you escaped too.” said the voice.I looked around and found him—Duke. What was she doing here?He walked up to me and gave me a nod. “I didn't know you drank alone.”I refocused my gaze on the tequila shot, suddenly feeling too ashamed to drink, so I used it in my hand instead.Duke plopped on a stool beside me. “Well, I want to let you know that you have my gratitude.”I looked at him, puzzled. “Gratitude?”“Well, yeah.” Duke tossed a dollar bill on the counter, and the barman passed him a bottle of wine and a champagne glass. I guess he
Amelia's POVI was about to down my fourth glass of wine before Lachlan took it from me.“We don't want you drunk before dinner, do we?” He whispered gently in my ear, and I giggled.My head felt heavy, and the room was spinning. “Oh.”I felt Lachlan's arm around my waist, and he pulled me close to him.“Careful or you'll miss your step.” Lachlan whispered behind my ears, and I felt my toes squirm in my heels.“Oh.”“The champagne here is amazing.” I heard the Duke say this to his wife.Then Lachlan let go of me. I wanted his hand around me again.Before I could call for him, Eloise took my hand. “Amelia, you have a secret, don't you?”I sobered up immediately when I heard that. “S—secret?”Then I turned to Lachlan. Did he tell them that we were divorced?“Yes,” Eloise smiled. “You just tell me. What's your secret… to stay so young?”“What?” I was stunned.“Yeah.” Then she gave my arm to Lachlan. “Don't you feel how smooth it is?”“It is,” Lachlan smiled. “She takes care of herself.”
Amelia's POVWhen Lachlan left the house, I felt a bit disappointed. I had wanted him to stay. “Are you okay, Amelia?” I felt Rebecca’s hand on my arm, and I flinched.“Yes, of course.” I shot her a smile.“No, are you hearing the baby? He's crying.” She said with alarm.“What?” I yelled.That was when I heard it—a faint cry coming from upstairs. “Oh shit,” I bolted upstairs. “Thank you, Rebecca.”I raced upstairs to the nursery, where I found Bailey cradling the baby in her arms. “Where have you been?” She mouthed to me. “Downstairs.” I mouthed back. “My mind took a little detour.”She rolled her eyes and shooed me away from the room.I walked downstairs and slumped on the couch.“Are you okay?” Rebecca looked up from her phone. “No.” I said it with all honesty.“What's wrong?” She asked, palming circles on my back. “The baby?... Stress?... Both?”I heaved a sigh. “I wish.”“Then what is it?” she asked. Then she paused before she continued. “Is it Lachlan?”I felt my heart skip