Liam understood her frustration but tried to reason with her."But this is an emergency, Naty," Liam replied, his voice filled with a mix of desperation and understanding. He wanted to prioritize Amelia's well-being and believed that obtaining the necessary funds was crucial at that moment.Natalie interrupted him, her tone reflecting her exasperation, "An emergency? You know what an emergency is? It's not just about this moment, Liam," Natalie retorted, her frustration evident. "It's about you showing up at our house with a total stranger, someone almost bleeding to death!"Liam halted, his body tensed as he absorbed Natalie's words. He knew she had a valid point, and guilt washed over him. Taking a deep breath, he mustered the courage to respond, "I know, Naty, and I'm truly sorry for what happened."Natalie, still visibly frustrated, continued pressing for answers, "What do you want to tell Lila? How did this happen? Who is she?" she pressed, needing to understand the situation th
Natalie took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. She nodded to herself, accepting Liam's explanation and his decision to help Amelia. She raised her hands in a gesture to surrender, slightly acknowledging that she had had enough now. "Okay, okay," Natalie said, her voice calm. She stood still, observing Liam as he retrieved an envelope from his drawer and placed the money inside. She didn't say anything more, allowing the silence to settle between them.Liam finished organizing the money and turned to face Natalie. He asked her, "Are you coming along? Or are you staying here?"Natalie sighed softly, contemplating her options. After a brief moment, she made up her mind. "I'm coming," she replied, her voice steady. They left the house and made their way to the car. Liam started the engine, and they embarked on the drive back to the hospital in silence. Natalie sat beside him, her thoughts wandering as they navigated the streets. Deep down, she hoped for a positive ou
Liam hesitated, knowing that revealing the full truth about Amelia might complicate matters further. He decided to withhold certain details for the time being. "I really don't know," he admitted. "But she needed help, and I couldn't turn my back on her."Natalie nodded slowly, contemplating her brother's words. While some uncertainties still lingered in her mind.Just then, the doctor walked in. He said, "Mr. Liam, you can come in now."Liam nodded and turned to Natalie, gesturing for her to wait outside. He walked into the ward where Amelia was, his heart filled with relief. Amelia, lying in the bed, rubbed her belly gently and smiled at Liam's arrival.The doctor continued, "She's out of danger now, and we've moved her out of the emergency room."Amelia's eyes sparkled with gratitude as she looked at Liam. She whispered, "Thanks, Liam. Thanks for saving my baby."Liam's smile grew wider as he approached her bedside. He replied softly, "It's my pleasure, Amelia. I'm just glad both o
He quickly composed himself, though a hint of surprise lingered in his voice. "Mr. Reynolds! What a pleasure," Mr. Tate managed to say. "Come in." Andrew entered without uttering a word, his demeanor serious and resolute. As Mr. Tate closed the door behind them, he inquired, "Please have a seat. You came alone? I thought you came with your wi..." Before Mr. Tate could complete his thought, Andrew interjected, cutting him off. Placing the documents on the table, he stated with a firm tone, "The deal is off." Mr. Tate's confusion was evident as he glanced at the documents, then back at Andrew, searching for an explanation.Stammering slightly, Mr. Tate asked, "I... I... What's this, Mr. Reynolds?" He managed to inquire.Andrew repeated his statement, emphasizing each word, "Our deal is off." The atmosphere in the room became tense as the weight of Andrew's decision hung in the air, leaving Mr. Tate unsure of how to respond.Mr. Tate's face turned pale as Andrew's words sank in. He
Amelia stood by the window, basking in the warm sunlight that streamed through the glass. She could feel the improvements in her body. She gently rubbed her stomach, a smile adorned her face, filled with determination and a fierce protectiveness."I'll protect you, baby," she whispered, her voice filled with unwavering love. "You're mine, and no one will ever take you away from me." Her words carried a resolute promise, a vow to shield her unborn child from any harm that may come their way, including Andrew Reynolds.Just then, the room door creaked open and Amelia sighted Liam. Her smile widened as Liam entered the room, bringing a sense of comfort and reassurance. "I didn't know you were still around," she remarked, her voice filled with warmth. "Thank you for being here for me."Liam returned her smile, his eyes reflecting a mix of relief and affection. "Of course, I wouldn't leave your side. You're meant to be resting, though," he gently chided. "But I'm glad to see you're fee
Amelia, feeling a surge of unease, watched as Liam turned to her and reassured her, "Just sit down, make yourself comfortable. I'll be back." She nodded, offering him a small smile, though her mind was filled with curiosity and a touch of anxiety.As Liam followed Natalie away from Amelia, she couldn't help but wonder what they were going to discuss. She leaned back in her seat, trying to ease the nervous energy that had settled within her. Liam closed the door behind him, hoping to maintain some privacy during their conversation. Natalie immediately unleashed her frustration, her voice filled with anger. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she exclaimed, her tone intense. Liam quickly gestured for her to lower her voice, whispering, "Shhh... She could hear you."Natalie reluctantly brought her voice down to a hushed tone, her frustration still evident. "What do you mean she'll be staying here?" she asked, seeking clarification. Liam sighed, trying to explain. "Just for the meantime
The tension between the two men hung in the air, their unspoken words echoing in the silence.Alexander's frustration grew as he continued to question Nanny Grace, believing that Andrew was manipulating her against him. He demanded answers, "Is Andrew making you do something against your will? What is he forcing you to say, Nana?"Nanny Grace, torn between her loyalty to both Alexander and Andrew, found herself unable to respond. Her eyes darted between the two men, searching for a solution or a way to ease the tension that had escalated so quickly.Andrew, growing impatient with Alexander's accusations, interjected firmly, "I'll call my lawyer on you in an instant if you don't leave here."Alexander, taken aback by Andrew's threat, slowly backed away with his hands raised in surrender. He turned his attention back to Nanny Grace, his frustration evident. "So, you're letting Andrew turn you against me? And if you saw me and Catherine, so fucking what!" he exclaimed, his anger seepin
Satisfied with her acknowledgment, Mr. Finn pressed further. "Tell us, Nanny Grace, what do you know about her relationship with Mr. Alexander?" Alexander, unable to contain himself any longer, shot up from his seat, objecting vehemently. "Objection, my lord! He is trespassing!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with righteous fury.The judge, his patience waning, admonished Alexander, his words sharp. "You're interrupting, Mr. Alexander!" His lawyer swiftly intervened, standing up and addressing the judge with a touch of apology. "Sorry, my lord," he offered, hurriedly guiding Alexander back to his seat, urging him to gather his thoughts.Once order was restored, the judge commanded Mr. Finn to proceed. "Please, continue," he urged, his tone carrying a note of expectation.Mr. Finn acknowledged the judge's instruction and continued his questioning, determined to establish the relevance of Nanny Grace's testimony."Thank you, Your Honor," Mr. Finn said, maintaining a composed demeanor.