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
The door swung open, revealing a sight that took her breath away. The room was adorned with pink ribbons and balloons, creating an atmosphere of pure joy and celebration. Written decorations proclaimed, "I love you, Mummy," in colorful letters. Overwhelmed with emotions, Amelia couldn't hold back the tears that streamed down her cheeks.In the midst of her awe, Doctor Phil stepped forward, a warm smile gracing his face. He approached the crib, carefully lifting the tiny bundle in his arms. Amelia's heart skipped a beat as he handed her the baby she had longed to hold for so long."The blood transfusion was successful," Doctor Phil revealed, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Your baby is healthy and strong."Amelia's tears flowed freely as she cradled her daughter against her chest, feeling an indescribable surge of love.She stammered, her words a whisper choked with emotion, "My... my baby." Kissing the soft forehead of her precious child, Amelia whispered, "I love you more than
The nurses exchanged glances before one of them finally spoke up. "Amelia? Oh... she's with her husband in the baby's ward," they informed him, unaware of the tension brewing.Rage coursed through Liam's veins as his heart sank. He quickly left the reception, his footsteps echoing through the corridors, directed straight towards the baby's ward. Andrew's voice wavered with remorse as he continued to speak, his words filled with regret and sadness. "I didn't plan on falling in love with you, Amelia," he confessed, his voice laced with vulnerability. "But you made me fall in love with you, even without me knowing. I treated you badly, I hit you..."Amelia stood there, tears streaming down her face, her heart heavy with the pain of the past. She struggled to find her voice amidst the overwhelming emotions. Before Andrew could continue, she interrupted him, her voice choked with anguish. "Don't say any more words, Andrew," she pleaded, her voice trembling with hurt.Andrew paused, his
Andrew yearned to feel the warmth of his daughter in his arms, to reconnect with the bond he had unknowingly severed.Amelia, her eyes filled with tears that she could no longer hold back, tried to look away, attempting to shield herself from the pain. Liam, standing beside Amelia, watched the scene unfold, his own heart torn between love and acceptance. He understood that Amelia did not love him as deeply as she loved Andrew, yet he couldn't help but hold onto a glimmer of denial. Love, undeniable and true, hung in the air between Amelia and Andrew, impossible to ignore.Tears cascaded down Amelia's cheeks. "No," she replied, her voice trembling but resolute. "You're not holding her."Andrew took a deep breath, the weight of Amelia's words crashing down upon him. He locked eyes with Amelia, then slowly walked away.Liam gently held Amelia by the arm, providing a comforting presence as they watched Andrew walk away from the hospital room. Tears streamed down Amelia's face, a mixtu
The sight of such luxury for a simple taxi ride seemed out of place.Amelia's gaze remained fixed on the car, her mind racing to comprehend the unexpected arrival. Something struck her instantly, a realization that seemed almost impossible. She leaned in closer to the window, seeking a clearer view.Then, the truth dawned upon her, and her heart skipped a beat. "Oh no," she whispered, a mixture of shock and apprehension in her voice. Liam turned to her, sensing her unease, and asked, "What is it?"Amelia hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with a mix of emotions. Could it be what she was thinking? The idea seemed unfathomable. She met Liam's gaze and gently nodded her head, her voice barely above a whisper. "No, I didn't order any... I only know one person who owns this," she confessed, her eyes shifting back to the luxurious car parked outside.Her heart raced as she looked back at Liam, her voice trembling. "Andrew Reynolds," she uttered, the weight of those words hanging heavi
Liam's response carried a hint of bitterness and hurt. "Wow... Is this part of your so-called closure too?" he asked, his tone laced with frustration. "Or are you still in love with Andrew and can't get over him?"Natalie swiftly intervened, her voice firm. "Liam!" she admonished, her tone holding a mix of disappointment and reproach.Amelia, feeling the weight of Liam's words, looked at him with hurt in her eyes. Without saying a word, she carried her bags, holding Violet close, and made her way towards the exit of Liam's house. She stepped outside, her gaze fixed on Andrew, who stood before her. The air hung heavy with unspoken emotions as they locked eyes. Neither of them uttered a word, their silence conveying a depth of understanding and unresolved feelings.Amelia began walking towards Andrew, her heart racing in her chest. As she reached him, she took a deep breath and gently handed over Violet, their daughter, to him. Andrew's heart melted as he cradled his daughter in his a
Amelia halted in her tracks, her back still turned to him. Her heart ached, torn between her love for him and the pain he had caused her.Andrew continued to pour out his heart, his words a desperate attempt to bridge the divide between them. "I love you, Amelia, and I'm willing to make things right," he confessed, baring his soul to her.Struggling to compose herself, Amelia managed to hide her emotions, keeping her gaze fixed on Violet. Tears silently trickled down her cheeks as she gathered her strength to respond. Her voice, filled with pain."It's too late, Andrew Reynolds," she said, her voice quavering, and her words carrying a finality that left little room for reconciliation.Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she turned away from him and made her way towards her doorstep, leaving Andrew standing there.Amelia stood at the doorstep, her heart heavy with emotions, as she heard the sound of Andrew's car engine starting and fading away into the distance. Taking a deep brea
Andrew arrived at his mansion after he dropped Amelia off. He took a deep breath as he steadied himself, then came down from his Rolls Royce.Tony sighted him from afar and approached him. He said, " Good morning boss, you left early."Andrew cleared his throat, his mind still on Amelia and little Violet. He said, "I had somewhere important to be." He threw his keys at Tony as he walked inside.Immediately he got inside, Nanny Grace ran up to him, she said, "good morning Andrew, there's a package for you." Andrew sighed, he knew exactly what it was. Lost in his thoughts, he didn't know when he muttered out, he said, "that should be from Amelia."Nanny Grace who still stood beside him, heard what he said, she looked confused as she said, "Amelia? No Andrew, it's a white envelope, I'm sure it's business.""No nana," Andrew said, with a mixture of sadness and hurt written all over his face. He continued, "it's a divorce letter."Nanny Grace stood there looking shocked. She was confused.