She moved away from him, gracefully settling herself on the bed. Andrew stood there, a mixture of emotions coursing through him. He couldn't deny the impact Lila still had on him."Fine," Andrew conceded, a touch of resignation in his voice. "Just call me when you need me. It's good to have you back in New York."Lila watched as Andrew made his way towards the door. Sensing a lingering tension, she blew him a playful kiss, a silent invitation for him to remain a part of her life. Liam found himself lost in his thoughts, unable to shake off the lingering memory of the kiss he shared with Amelia. He lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, contemplating the complicated emotions swirling within him. He hadn't anticipated developing such deep feelings for Amelia, and now he had to face the reality of his girlfriend, Lila, arriving shortly.As time passed, Liam's focus was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a car pulling up outside. He knew Lila had arrived. With a sigh, he sat up
Liam stood up and said, "that should be Am….." but before he could finish, Natalie cut him off. "No worries, Liam. I'll go and see what's going on." Without waiting for a response, she excused herself from the dining area, leaving Lila and Liam alone.Amelia's mind raced with a whirlwind of thoughts and fears as she rushed to her room. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, the adrenaline coursing through her veins. As she rested her back against the closed door of her room, she tried to steady her breathing, attempting to regain control of her racing thoughts."So Lila is Liam's girlfriend," Amelia whispered to herself, her voice barely audible in the silence of the room. She replayed the scene she had witnessed in her mind.The fear of being discovered by Lila and the potential consequences of her presence weighed heavily on her."What if Lila knows I'm here?" she whispered to herself, her voice trembling with worry. "If she tells Andrew... he'll come for me."The thought
Liam's mind raced, his thoughts still consumed by the lingering memory of the kiss he had shared with Amelia. He struggled to find the right words, his stammered response betraying his inner turmoil. "N... no," he managed to utter, his voice wavering. "I just... I wanted you to rest, to settle in." His words carried a hint of evasion, his mind preoccupied with the secret he held close.Lila's eyes searched his face, her expression a mix of longing and uncertainty. Sensing something amiss, she reached across the table, her hand gently touching his. "Liam, I can sense something's bothering you," she said softly, her voice filled with genuine concern. "You can talk to me.Liam felt the weight of his own silence pressing upon him. "I... I'm sorry," he finally murmured, his voice laden with guilt. "It's just... things have been complicated lately. There are thoughts, memories..." His voice trailed off, his words failing to capture the depth of his inner struggle.Lila observed Liam's di
Initially dismissing it as inconsequential, she continued spreading the butter on the slices of bread. But then, a familiar voice shattered the tranquility of the moment. "Good morning," Liam greeted, his voice resonating from behind her.Amelia froze, her heart skipping a beat as her body tensed with surprise. Slowly turning to face Liam, she met his gaze, a swirl of emotions intertwining within her. Uncomfortable feelings surged within her, intensified by the memory of their shared kiss and the painful realization that Lila was his girlfriend.She fumbled with the slice of bread in her hands, her mind racing to find the right words, the right expression to maintain the delicate balance between them. She mustered a polite smile, her eyes betraying a hint of unease. "Good morning," she managed to reply, her voice slightly strained. The unspoken tension between them hung heavily, a reminder of the boundaries they had crossed and the emotions left unaddressed.Liam stood there in th
Her breath quickening as she struggled to find her voice. The weight of her secret bore down upon her, threatening to consume her composure. Liam's perplexed expression deepened as he questioned her, his voice laced with concern. "What is it?" he asked, searching for answers within her unsteady demeanor.Lila's voice resonated through the living room once again, her sweet tones laced with familiarity. "Baby," she called out, her voice drawing closer. The urgency within Amelia intensified, knowing that any moment now, Lila would appear.Finally finding the strength to speak, though her voice was still fraught with fear, Amelia stammered out her admission to Liam. "She... she... Lila. I don't want your girlfriend to see me here," she managed to utter, her words punctuated by shivers running down her spine.Liam's confusion deepened, his brow furrowing even further as he attempted to comprehend the weight of Amelia's words. He sensed the genuine fear and discomfort emanating from he
Liam's eyes widened in shock at the accusation. He couldn't believe that Lila's mind had jumped to such a conclusion. Panic washed over him as he struggled to come up with a convincing response. "No, no, no, babe, it's nothing like that," he protested, his voice filled with sincerity. "I promise you, there's no one in the kitchen. I've just been preoccupied with other things."Lila's gaze bore into Liam, searching for any signs of deception. The air hung heavy with tension as she continued to press him for answers. "Then why have you been acting so weird?" she demanded, her voice edged with a mix of frustration and hurt. "What's really in the kitchen?"Liam's mind raced, desperately trying to come up with a plausible explanation that would satisfy Lila's doubts. In a split second decision, he decided to play on her love for surprises. With a glimmer of hope, he blurted out, "It's nothing, babe. I've been preparing something for you, a surprise—my latest produce."Lila's eyes soft
He could feel the weight of the unspoken words hanging in the air, their unresolved situation hanging heavy on his shoulders.With determination fueling his actions, Liam gently knocked on the door once more. "Amelia, I know you can hear me," he implored, his voice filled with both patience and concern. "Please, open up. We need to talk."Seconds felt like an eternity as Liam anxiously waited for a response. The silence only intensified his worries, the unknown stretching out before him. Amelia hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with conflicting thoughts. She knew she couldn't keep evading Liam's questions any longer.She stood up from her bed, her footsteps echoing softly in the room. With trembling hands, she reached for the doorknob, her fingers grazing its cool surface.Taking a deep breath, Amelia steeled herself, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The door creaked open, revealing Liam's familiar silhouette standing before her, a mixture of relief and concern etc
Amelia exhaled, her voice filled with both pain and determination. "Fine," she relented, her words heavy with the truth. "She's my husband's ex-girlfriend, and they are still having an affair."A heavy silence settled between them as Liam processed the revelation, his eyes widening with shock and disbelief. The weight of Amelia's words hung in the air.Liam's confusion deepened, his brows furrowing as he struggled to process Amelia's shocking revelation. "What do you mean, Lila is having an affair with your husband?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief. "Yes, you heard me right. I was just surprised to find out she's your girlfriend, and I'm sure they are still having an affair." Amelia stated. She turned away from Liam, her back pressed against the window, as if seeking solace in the view beyond. She closed her eyes, her mind racing with the tangled web of deceit that had entwined her life. "She's Andrew's lover," she murmured, her words barely audible.Liam took a step clos
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