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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Amelia stood in front of her dad, tears streaming down her cheeks as she yelled at him. "You can't just marry me off like that. I'm not some kind of property to be traded! I have feelings and dreams of my own. I won't let you just throw them away." Mr. Tate stood there, his face impassive, as he listened to her outburst passively. With the look in his eyes, he wasn't budging."Amelia, you know how important this marriage is for our family. Your mother and I have already agreed to it, and the wedding is set in stone," he said calmly."I don't care! I won't do it, and I won't marry someone I don't love just because it's convenient for you," she screamed, her voice breaking.Mr. Tate sighed heavily. "You're being selfish, Amelia. This isn't just about you; it's about our entire family and our future. "You need to understand that."Amelia was beyond reasoning. She had always been a dutiful daughter, but she was drawing the line this time. She couldn't sacrifice her happiness for the sak