Eric's POVI had been waiting for this moment for ages.I had been waiting for a long, long time to feel this sense of vindication. The moment Lilian told me Lachlan and Amelia were getting a divorce, a rush of euphoria swept over me.A sly smile swept across my face as I savoured the news. “Finally, Amelia would be free from Lachlan.” As I realised the company of two bottles of wine and a delicious steak from my favourite chef, I heard a familiar buzz. It took me a second to realise it was my phone ringing. “Ugh! Who is it?” I rolled my eyes and reached for it. Before the screen went dim, I caught a glimpse of the caller ID. It was Aunt Bailey. Why was she calling? To badmouth me? The phone kept ringing insistently and I swiped right. Fuck.I pinched the skin between my brows. “Yes, Aunt Bailey?” “Amelia is in the hospital,” she said through tears. “What?” I swung into the room. I leaned against the wall with a walking cane. When my eyes met Amelia’s, I rushed to her side.I
Cassandra's pov “Shh,” I patted Elise’s hair softly. “Try to calm down. Please.”“And where the hell is Lachlan with all this happening?” I felt a light buzz in my pocket. Who was calling at this hour?Nina sucked loudly on her straw. I could hear the gurgling sound. “Your phone's ringing.”Was she pissing me off on purpose? I forced a smile. “I'll take that later.”That should calm the bitch down but no, Nina was insistent on being a pain in my BBL ass. “Are you sure about that?” She sucked in the straw and this time, it made a vacuum-like sound. It pissed the hell out of me. Her parents weren't even bothered by the sound. What the hell was wrong with all these people?The ringing died down and I heaved a sigh of relief. Whoever it was should take that call to hell.I pulled away from the embrace and helped Elise to the two-seater couch when suddenly, the phone rang with much more intensity than it had before. I had a feeling Nina was doing this on purpose, but I blocked her so
Cassie's pov It's only in a town where ‘shit happens’ is the daily mantra that someone with a so-called ‘common sense’ would leave the front door of a mansion unlocked. “Hey!” I yelled for the maids and they flinched. “Madam Cassandra, welcome.” A ginger haired woman dressed in a maid's uniform rushed in to greet me. Not only did her quiet voice infuriate but the freckles made my blood boil. I stood at a kimbo. “Welcome? I see you all are now embracing the whole minimalistic security trend. Very hip. Very trendy. Very likely to get my husband robbed blind.” Ginger head let out a little gasp, her hand flying to her chest. “Husband?... Oh, God no, ma'am. We…” I cut her off mid-sentence. “Let this be the last time this sort of thing will happen ever again.” “Yes, Miss Cassandra.” She and the other maids chorused. “It's Mrs. Mallory.” I corrected them. Their brows furrowed and exchanged confused looks before relapsing into silence and putting on a smile. A fake one if I mig
Lachlan’s povI entered my bedroom and shut the door behind me. The thud echoed in the air, making the silence deafening. My eyes fell on the portrait of Amelia and I on the wall and my heart clenched in my chest. I was such a fool. I still am. Amelia's smile was bright and she stared into the camera while I wrapped my arms around her in a back hug. I could remember her laughing at all my silly jokes and crying when I promised her forever. Forever huh? Amelia's tear-streaked face flashed in my mind and I clenched my fist. I deserve a punch in the face for ever hurting her. I sank into the couch thinking about my regret when suddenly, I felt a buzz in my shirt pocket. I pulled out my phone, hoping for some kind of distraction at work. Hopefully, Something to take my mind off things. The screen lit up not with work emails but 20 missed calls. And they were from Cassie. My jaws clenched and I swiped them away. “I don't have time for this.”Scrolling downwards, I found 4 missed calls
Amelia's POVAs I stepped out of the hospital, a mixed feeling of relief and anxiety settled in my chest. The doctor had discharged me on the grounds that the baby and I were out of harm's way.As my foot hit the pavement, his words lingered in my head : “You're free to go, Mrs. Mallory but you have to be careful. You're pregnant. Avoiding anything will trigger strong emotions because these emotions could have serious consequences on the baby.”I nodded quietly while Lilian palmed circles on my back. It was pretty difficult, trying to process the weight of the warning. I couldn't avoid triggering these emotions, not when Lachlan had insisted on a final separation. I was stupid to have ever thought we wouldn't go through with the divorce.I was stupid to have ever believed him when he said he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.I was to have kissed him back and told him I loved him. I should've seen the red flags but I was too blinded too. I messed up. Big time. Now, it fe
Amelia's POVI lay still in bed, staring at the second hand on the clock. For some odd reason, I couldn't stop staring at it.“Ma'am, are you awake?” came the quiet call of a maid.I heard her, but I refused to answer. I didn't feel like talking to anyone right now. “Amelia, come down for breakfast.” Lilian spoke this time.I pulled the bed sheet over my head, ignoring her. “Amelia?” It was Lachlan.I pushed back the sheets and sat up. He heaved a sigh and continued. “Will you please join me for breakfast?”I wanted to join him, but when I remembered sniffling Cassandra's perfume from him, I changed my mind. “I'm not hungry.” I didn't know when those words left my lips, and I covered my mouth. Shit. What was wrong with me?“Okay. I just wanted to let you know that I'll be heading out to work.” He said, still lingering at the door.I turned it to the other side of the bed and stood up. Then I walked to the door and pressed my hand on it, not saying a word. “Amelia?” He called aga
Lachlan's povI tried to wrap my head around the files staring back at my desk but I just couldn't.Each second, the image of Amelia's face keeps flickering through my mind like some kind of torchlight in the woods. “Ugh!” I pushed back my seat and stroller to the glass window with a peculiar view of the city. I heaved a sigh and stuffed both my hands in my pockets. Amelai had looked at me this morning like I was some stranger. Even when I gave her a kiss on her forehead, she flinched. The thought raked through my heart like a knife and it hurt. I had hurt her. “God, how do I fix this?” I dragged my hand through my hair.“You could always divorce her.” A voice interrupted me.I didn't need to turn around to know that the owner of the voice is Cassie.“What are you doing here?” I asked her back.“Ummm…” she chuckled. “I work here, remember? I'm a model of the product launch, remember, Mr. CEO?”I could feel her hot breath in the back of my neck now. Her hands wrapped themselves aro
Chris’s POVDetective Matthew's voice cut through the speaker. “Ah. I was wondering when you were going to make contact.”“Listen up, I've got something very important to say.” The elevator doors parted, and I walked out of it.“I'm listening.” Matthew replied with keen interest.I pushed the button on my car keys and unlocked the car. “I'll confess to everything.”Matthew sounded surprised. “You will?”“Yeah. The break-in, the arson, all of it. But I wasn't working alone. Cassie put me up to it. She's the mastermind.” “Cassie?” It came as a question. As if realizing who it was, he cursed. “Cassandra Hamm?”“Yes.” I heaved a sigh and entered the driver's seat. “How do I know you're not making this up?” “You want answers, don't you? Why don't you bring her in yourself?” I chuckled into the call.“I'd need evidence to do that.” Matthew said, proving stubborn.“Is that so?” I curled an eyebrow. “Yes.”“Okay.” I went to my sound recorder app and found just what I was looking for—20241
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