The doctor's gaze softened as he regarded Amelia, concern etched on his features. "Do you have this number with you, ma'am?"Amelia hesitated, her mind racing to find a solution. She knew she didn't have Andrew's number readily available, but she had an idea of how to obtain it. "Uhm... I know how to get it," she replied, The doctor nodded understandingly. "Okay, when you're ready, just let me know immediately. Time is of the essence."Amelia nodded gratefully, "Thank you, doctor," she murmured, her voice tinged with a mix of gratitude and apprehension.With a kind smile, the doctor excused himself, leaving Amelia and Liam alone in the room. Liam's gaze met Amelia's, concern etched in his eyes."You don't have the number?" he asked softly, his voice filled with worry.Amelia shook her head, a touch of uncertainty crossing her features. "No, but I know how to get it. I need your phone, please," she replied, her voice steady despite the nervous flutter in her chest.Liam nodded under
Andrew sat in his car, the engine humming softly as he prepared to make a quick stop at the office to retrieve some important documents. With his mind preoccupied, he barely noticed the vibrations of his phone, indicating an incoming call. Glancing at the caller's ID displaying an unknown number, he made the split-second decision not to answer, assuming it was another telemarketing call or an irrelevant interruption.Meanwhile, in the hospital room, Amelia's nerves grew taut with each passing moment. She had been waiting anxiously for Andrew to answer, her heart pounding in her chest. "He hung up," the doctor informed Amelia, her voice filled with sympathy."No, no, no," Amelia murmured, her voice trembling with a mix of desperation and hope. "Please try again, doctor."Taking a deep breath, the doctor dialed Andrew's number once more. In his car, Andrew glanced at the caller ID once again, irritation flickering across his face. "Who the hell is this?" he muttered to himself, his
Liam reached out, gently taking hold of Amelia's hands, his touch providing a sense of grounding amidst the chaos. His concern etched into his features, he searched her eyes for a flicker of truth. "Are you sure, Amelia?" he pressed, his voice filled with genuine worry.Amelia mustered a small smile, an attempt to appease Liam's concern, as she nodded faintly. Andrew stepped out of his car, his tall frame adorned in a pristine white silk shirt that exuded an air of confidence. With a quick adjustment, he ensured every detail was in place, reflecting his meticulous nature. The unfamiliar surroundings of the city caught his attention, a departure from his usual haunts. Tony spoke up from behind the wheel. "Should I come with you, boss?" Tony inquired, his eyes fixed on Andrew through the rearview mirror.Andrew glanced back at Tony, his voice firm yet dismissive. "It's fine," he replied, conveying his preference to handle the situation on his own. Adjusting his sunglasses, he stepp
Andrew froze in his tracks, his mind struggling to comprehend Amelia's statement. Confusion and disbelief clouded his features. The child couldn't possibly be his. He turned back to face her, his voice laced with disdain. "You're still on this?" he sneered. "Why pin your child on me, huh? What do you want? Money?" His accusations hung heavily in the air, his distrust palpable.Liam, standing by Amelia's side, couldn't contain his own frustration. He looked at Andrew, his voice firm and resolute. "She has me. She doesn't need your money!"Amelia took a deep breath, steeling herself for the difficult conversation that lay ahead. She looked directly at Andrew, her eyes reflecting a mix of pain and determination. "If I had another option, I wouldn't have reached out to you, Andrew Reynolds," she spoke, her voice steady. The weight of their shared past, the choices that had been forced upon her, bore heavily upon her shoulders. "But I never lied," she continued. "I didn't think I'd eve
Liam hesitated for a moment, gathering his thoughts. Finally, he responded, "Her baby's father is here. Andrew Reynolds."Natalie's eyes widened in astonishment. "Wait... you mean Andrew Reynolds? The Reynolds Billionaire?" she asked, her voice filled with surprise. Liam nodded, his expression grave. "Yes, he's her husband," he confirmed, the weight of the situation evident in his demeanor."Are you worried that she'll go back to him?" Natalie asked, her eyes searching Liam's face for any hint of his thoughts and fears. Liam, feeling overwhelmed, looked into Natalie's eyes but couldn't find the words to respond. Instead, he slumped into the seat with a heavy sigh. He was indeed worried about the possibility of Amelia returning back to Andrew.Meanwhile, Andrew had completed the DNA test and was anxiously awaiting the results in the doctor's office. He sat there with a composed demeanor, confident that the child couldn't possibly be his since he believed himself to be infertile. He
Sensing the need for privacy, Andrew addressed Doctor Phil with urgency in his voice, "Excuse us, Doctor." His words carried a tone of command, reflecting his desire for a one-on-one conversation with Amelia.Amelia let out a bitter chuckle, her eyes welling up with tears. "Excuse us? Us?" she replied with a mixture of sadness and anger. "There is no 'us,' Andrew. I'm sure you know by now that I never lied."Andrew's frustration boiled over, and he raised his voice, directing his anger at Doctor Phil. "I said, excuse us!" he exclaimed, demanding the doctor's departure from the room.Doctor Phil, respecting Andrew's request, apologized and left the room, closing the door behind him.Amelia's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at Andrew, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and anger. "I don't want to speak with you, Andrew Reynolds," she declared, her words laced with hurt.Andrew, feeling the weight of his actions, pleaded with sincerity in his voice. "But I want to speak with
As Andrew approached his car, his trusted driver and confidant, Tony, stepped out and met him. Concern etched across his face, Tony asked, "Are you alright, boss? What was the emergency?" Andrew glanced up at Tony, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Tony's confusion grew, and he pressed further, "Are you okay, boss?"Andrew's smile widened as he replied, "More than ever." With a newfound sense of purpose and clarity, he strode towards his car, and Tony followed closely behind. Tony started the car and asked, "Where are we going now, boss?" Andrew's response came without hesitation, "Take me home, Tony."Tony nodded, ready to fulfill his boss's request. Just as he was about to drive away, a familiar figure hurriedly approached them. It was Doctor Phil, clutching a white envelope in his hands. He called out, "Mr. Reynolds! Mr. Reynolds!"Andrew quickly signaled Tony to stop the car and roll down the window. Tony followed his instructions, and Doctor Phil approached them
Nanny Grace's grip on Andrew's shoulder tightened, her voice filled with empathy and concern. "Oh, Andrew, I can't imagine how you've felt all this while, thinking you were impotent," she murmured, her eyes reflecting the depth of her understanding. "Catherine's actions are beyond comprehension, depriving you of the right to be a father."Andrew's jaw clenched, frustration etched on his face. "I don't know why she would do this to me," he admitted, his voice laced with a mix of anger and confusion. "But one thing is clear: I won't let her deceit destroy my chance at being a father."Nanny Grace took a deep breath, contemplating the situation at hand. "So, what do you want to do now?" she asked, her voice gentle but filled with curiosity.Andrew's eyes gleamed with determination as he met Nanny Grace's gaze. "I'm getting my daughter back," he declared, his voice resolute. "It's time to right the wrongs, to claim the responsibility I never had the chance to embrace."Nanny Grace's bro