After much contemplation, Amelia decided to leave the restaurant and start her walk to the park. She kept her eyes down, not wanting to attract attention to herself. She didn't know where Andrew was or if he was still looking for her, but the fear of being caught was ever-present in her mind.Despite her fears, she knew that she had to keep going. She had to get to the park by 8 pm, or else Perry would be waiting for her. She had no idea how long it would take to get to the park, but she knew that she had to keep walking. The sun was starting to set, casting long shadows across the road. Amelia walked faster, hoping to get to the park before it got too dark.The fear in her heart never faded, but she kept putting one foot in front of the other, determined to make it to the park on time. Perry's hands moved methodically as she packed the few things Amelia had asked for. She folded a few items of clothing neatly, tucking them into the bag alongside some cash she had left. As she wor
Amelia could see her breath in the cold air, a sign that the temperature was dropping rapidly. She rubbed her arms to keep herself warm, wishing she had brought a jacket with her. She looked up at the sky and saw that it was starting to get dark. She quickened her pace, realizing that she still had a long way to go. She walked by the side of the road, occasionally stepping on fallen leaves that crunched under her feet.As she walked, she thought about what had happened earlier, about how Andrew almost caught her at the restaurant. She felt a little uneasy, wondering if he was still looking for her. She glanced around, trying to make sure that she wasn't being followed.The sound of her own footsteps echoed in her ears as she continued walking. She thought about Perry and wondered if she had managed to get the things she had asked for, and if she was already at the park waiting for her.Finally, after what seemed like hours, she saw the park up ahead. She breathed a sigh of relief an
Liam interrupted her with a kind smile. "It's fine. Even if you've been acting a bit strange, it's alright. Here's my phone."Amelia smiled gratefully and took the phone from him. She quickly dialed Perry's number, hoping that she would pick up.Meanwhile, Perry lay on her couch, her mind racing with thoughts of how to escape Andrew's watchful eye and meet Amelia at the park. She knew there was no way she could slip away without him noticing, and she had no way of reaching out to Amelia to let her know what was happening.Just then, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, but it wasn't a number she recognized. Hesitantly, she answered the call."Hello?" she said tentatively."Perry, it's Amelia," she said, her voice sounding urgent.Perry jumped to her feet, relief flooding through her. "Ame? Thank goodness you called," she said, feeling a wave of gratitude towards her friend.Amelia looked over her shoulder at Liam, trying to keep her voice steady. "Are you at the park already
Andrew fell silent for a moment, considering his next move. He knew that Amelia was trying to escape from him, and he couldn't let her slip away. He needed to find her before it was too late."Stay put," he finally said to Tony. "I'm on my way."Meanwhile, Liam sat in his car, his gaze fixed on Amelia. Fear was evident on her face, and he could sense the unease radiating from her. He turned to face her, his voice gentle yet concerned."Do you have a plan?" he asked, hoping that she had thought through their next steps.Amelia fumbled with her fingers, her anxiety evident. "Not really," she admitted, her voice shaky. "I...I didn't expect Tony to be here, but I'm sure Andrew will be here soon."Liam took a deep breath, assessing the situation. "So... that's your husband parked outside your friend's house?" he questioned, seeking confirmation.Amelia shook her head. "No, I don't think so. That's Tony, his driver. But I'm sure he'll be here anytime soon," she replied, her voice filled wit
Liam stepped into the apartment, and Perry quickly slammed the door behind him, locking it with a sense of urgency. He looked around, taking in his surroundings, and then turned his attention to Perry."Uh... Perry, right?" Liam asked, confirming her name. Perry nodded in response, a mix of anxiety on her face.Perry nodded, her eyes flickering with worry. "Yes, that's me. How's Ame?" she asked, referring to Amelia.Liam's voice remained steady as he replied, "Amelia? She's fine. She's waiting outside. So... you're coming with us, right?"Perry nodded again, determination in her eyes. "Yes, we just need to distract Tony, make him think it's just a normal visit. We can't raise any suspicions."Liam's brows furrowed as he looked at the large bag Perry had brought. "Okay... so... is this what you want to give her?" he asked, pointing at the bag.Perry nodded, her expression serious. "Yes, it is. We need to make sure she has everything she needs," she replied.Liam's concern was evident a
Liam turned his gaze to Amelia, noticing the fear in her eyes. "What was that?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.Amelia's voice trembled as she responded, "Th... That... That's my husband."Liam quickly glanced in the rearview mirror, but the tinted windows of the Phantom made it impossible to see if Andrew had noticed them. "Did he see you?" he asked, his tone urgent.Amelia shivered, her words stuttering as she replied, "Y... Your... Your... window, it's tinted, right?"Liam nodded, understanding her implication. "Yes, I don't think he saw you," he reassured her. But his curiosity grew, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why exactly are you running from him?"Amelia's gaze shifted away from Liam, her expression troubled. She remained silent, a mix of fear and vulnerability enveloping her. Instead of answering, she turned her attention to the passing scenery outside the car windowAs Liam drove, he noticed the somber mood that had settled over Amelia. Sensing her reluctance to tal
Liam's sleek black car came to a stop in front of the penthouse building, a stark contrast to the grandeur of Andrew Reynolds' mansion. He glanced towards Amelia, who gazed out of the window, taking in their new surroundings. A sense of relief washed over him, knowing that at least for this night, she would have a comfortable place to stay."Here we are," Liam remarked, his voice filled with a hint of pride. "At least you'll be comfortable tonight." Amelia turned to face him, a genuine smile spreading across her face as she expressed her gratitude. "Thanks a lot, Liam," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity.As she stepped out of the car, Amelia cast a cautious glance over her shoulder, ensuring that neither Andrew nor Tony were hot on their trail. Satisfied that she was safe for the moment, she followed Liam towards the entrance of the penthouse. He opened the door, gesturing for her to enter first.Amelia stepped into the penthouse, her eyes scanning the space with curiosi
The wine bottle became an outlet for his anger as he struck it on the table, the sound reverberating through the room.Detective Stone hesitated, aware of the magnitude of Andrew's frustration. "No, but..." he started, hoping to provide some semblance of progress.Andrew interrupted him, his voice cutting through the air. "Aren't you tired?" he exclaimed, a mix of exhaustion and desperation coloring his tone. "I need something new. I need answers. Who wants me dead? Who fucking killed Catherine and wanted me dead? That's all." The weight of the unanswered questions bore down on him, fueling his impatience. Coupled with the fact that he couldn't find Amelia. Detective Stone's face fell, the weight of his own limitations evident. "I'm sorry, sir. I just..." he began, searching for the right words.But Andrew's patience had run thin. "If that's all you can bring," he interrupted, his voice commanding. "You can leave. I've got other important things to do." The urgency of the lawsuit
Amelia stood there, tears of joy streaming down her face, listening to Andrew's words of love and reminiscences of their past. Andrew said, "the first time I asked you to be my wife, it was arranged, you never wanted to. You agreed because you had no choice. I only granted you the divorce because I wanted to start afresh with you."She couldn't help but laugh at his playful remark about the first proposal. "Or you had no choice either," she jokingly replied, sharing a lighthearted moment with him.With a smile, Andrew continued, expressing his true feelings, "Now I'm asking you again, out of your will. Amelia Tate, can you do me the honors of becoming my wife?" Overwhelmed with happiness, Amelia screamed, "Yes, yes, yes!!!" The excitement spread through everyone present as they joined in the joyous moment.In a rush of emotions, Amelia ran to hug Andrew, and amidst the laughter, Perry playfully yelled, "Collect the ring first!" The laughter continued as Andrew gently slipped the
With a heart full of happiness and anticipation, Andrew walked down the stairs of his home, feeling a world of difference from the past few months. Everything was now beautiful and filled with joy and love. Today was a special day as he was going to pick up Amelia from the hospital after her remarkable recovery from the coma.Tony approached him to inform him that the car was ready. He said, "The car is ready, boss."But Andrew declined, wanting to savor every moment of the day. "Nah... I'll drive myself," he replied with a smile.Tony said, "are you sure boss?""Nah… I'm fine, hand me the keys." Andrew said as he stretched his hands towards Tony to collect his keys.Tony walked towards him and handed him the keys to the Rolls Royce Phantom, and Andrew hopped in, ready to go pick up his beloved Amelia.The drive to the hospital was filled with excitement and eagerness. Andrew couldn't wait to see Amelia's reaction to the grand surprise he had prepared for her at home. As he arrived
The doctor stammered, realizing the gravity of his poorly phrased suggestion. "No... no, that's not what I meant," he attempted to clarify.Andrew stepped closer to the doctor, his eyes piercing through him. "Are you going to tell me how to spend my money?" he demanded.The doctor quickly backtracked, "No sir, it was just a suggestion from a professional."But Andrew was not swayed. He fiercely responded, "Keep your profession to yourself! We're not taking her off any life support! We're not depriving her of her rights to fight! Understood?"The doctor nodded, humbled by Andrew's words, "Yes, sir."Andrew left his office and slammed the door behind him.Leaving the doctor's office, Andrew returned to Amelia's room, his emotions still raw. Mrs. Tate noticed his changed mood and approached him, concerned. "How is Amelia? What did the doctor say?"Andrew took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "It's nothing serious," he reassured Mrs. Tate, not wanting to worry her further.But M
Andrew carefully came down the stairs, holding Violet in his arms. His daughter had grown bigger, and she now had curly brown hair, which bounced with each moment, a beautiful resemblance to her mother, Amelia. Nanny Grace approached them, holding Violet's little bag and other items Amelia used to cherish."Thanks, Nana," Andrew said with genuine gratitude. "What about Amelia's hairbrush and perfumes?"Nanny Grace smiled warmly. "I've packed them inside, just as you requested.""Thanks," Andrew replied, relieved that everything was in order. He made his way towards the front door, Violet snuggled safely in his arms. But before he could reach the car, Nanny Grace's voice called him back."Uhm... Andrew," she hesitated, concern etched on her face.Andrew turned back to face her, his eyes filled with curiosity. "What is it, Nana?"Nanny Grace took a deep breath, her voice gentle but filled with worry. "Any news on Alexander?"Andrew's expression tightened, a mix of frustration and pain
Nanny Grace's sobs echoed through the air as she cradled Violet in her trembling arms. Tears streamed down her face, and her voice cracked with anguish as she cried out."Alexander, noooo!" Her legs gave way beneath her, and she collapsed to the ground, clutching Violet tightly.One of the cops quickly shouted, "Call in the divers!" The police were already taking action to search for Alexander's body in the water below the bridge.Andrew rushed to Nanny Grace and Violet, his own heart torn apart by the events unfolding before him. He knelt down beside them and wrapped his arms around them both.Nanny Grace, her voice choked with grief, managed to speak through her tears, "Wh...what of Amelia? What happened? Where is she? How did it happen?" Her voice trembled with a desperate hope for answers.Andrew's heart felt as though it had been torn into a million pieces. He struggled to find the words, his voice barely above a whisper. "I...I really don't know. Stone called, and..." Just as
Nanny Grace pleaded with him, her heart breaking at the sight of a man she had once loved like a son, now consumed by rage and despair. "No, no, no, don't harm the innocent baby, Alexander. She has nothing to do with this. Just turn yourself in."Alexander, struggling with his emotions, replied bitterly, "Then what do I get in return? Spend the rest of my life in jail? It's better we all die here!!"Nanny Grace's eyes filled with tears as she realized the extent of Alexander's desperation. She knew she had to reach him, to show him that there was another way out of this dark path he had chosen."Then you'll have to kill me first, Alexander, because I'm getting the baby out of the car," Nanny Grace declared resolutely. She was willing to put her life on the line to protect Violet.Alexander's hands trembled as he held the gun. He couldn't bear the thought of hurting Nanny Grace, no matter how deep his pain ran.Nanny Grace slowly approached him, step by step, keeping her gaze locked
The other police officers rushed to the corridor where Detective Stone was, following his urgent call for an ambulance. As they saw Amelia's lifeless body lying on the ground, one of them recognized her and exclaimed, "Isn't this Mr. Reynolds' wife? Is she dead?"Detective Stone walked over to Amelia's body, he knelt down beside her, gently placing his hands on her neck to check her pulse. His expression grew more grave as he felt her faint heartbeat. "Her pulse is very low, quickly call the ambulance!!!" he urgently instructed one of the officers.The officer quickly made the call, relaying the critical situation to the emergency services. "They're on their way," he responded to Detective Stone.Meanwhile, Detective Stone's phone rang, and he took it out to answer. It was Andrew on the other end. Before he could say anything, Andrew's voice came through, stammering with worry. "I... I can't find Amelia! Ch... check the warehouse for her! Have you seen her?!" Andrew desperately sa
One of the henchmen hesitated, looking back at Amelia lying unconscious on the floor. "What about her? Are we leaving her here?!" he questioned, showing a flicker of concern."We don't have time!! Go bring the baby!!!" Alexander snapped, prioritizing their escape over everything else. Leaving Amelia behind was the only option he saw to ensure their escape.They rushed upstairs to where Violet was sleeping, and Alexander's henchman quickly grabbed her, carrying her in his arms as they hurriedly left the warehouse.Amelia remained motionless on the floor.Outside, the police sirens grew louder, signaling that the authorities were closing in. Alexander's heart pounded with fear as he led his men to a getaway vehicle, hoping to escape in time.One of his men said, "But what about the money?!"Alexander's eyes flashed with anger and frustration. "Do you want to go to jail?!" he snapped back. "Andrew would do anything for his daughter!!! Let's move!!!" he ordered.Their priorities were cle
Amelia continued to stammer, her voice trembling, "I swear, I don't have it. You took it with you."Meanwhile, Andrew and Detective Stone were hard at work, tracing the call from Alexander's phone. The tension in the room was thick as all their attention was at tracing the call, knowing that every second counted in finding Amelia and Violet.Detective Stone's face lit up with relief and excitement. "We've gotten it, sir! They are in an underground warehouse downtown," he announced.Andrew's heart raced with a mix of hope and fear. "What are you waiting for, let's hurry!" he commanded.With the location finally pinpointed, Andrew and Detective Stone wasted no time. They rushed out of the study, making their way as quickly as possible to the underground warehouse where Amelia and Violet were being held captive.The room was filled with tension as Alexander, consumed by rage, cornered Amelia, demanding to know the whereabouts of his phone. He grabbed Amelia by the arm as he shook her