Amelia stood outside the airport, her breath fogging up in the cool morning air. She wrapped her coat tighter around her body, her nerves jangling inside her. Andrew was beside her, sitting in his wheelchair, flanked by one of his bodyguards who pushed him forward. She kept her eyes fixed on the private jet parked at the tarmac.Despite the early hour, the airport was bustling with activity, and Amelia felt a flutter of nerves in her stomach. She had never been on a private jet before.As they made their way towards the jet, Andrew's bodyguard kept up a steady pace, and Amelia had to jog to keep up. She could feel the cool morning air on her face, and she took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.Once they reached the jet, Andrew's bodyguard helped him board, and Amelia followed close behind. As she stepped inside, she was struck by the luxurious interior of the plane. Plush leather seats lined the cabin, and the soft hum of the engines filled the air.Andrew settled into his sea
Amelia hesitated, her fingers nervously tapping against the screen of her phone. She knew Andrew wouldn't like the answer.She felt her heart rate increase as Andrew's eyes lingered on her phone. She knew he was suspicious and her mind raced as she searched for a believable excuse. In a moment of panic, she blurted out the first thing that came to mind."Uh, it's my dad," she stammered, her voice shaking slightly. "He's been trying to get a hold of me since morning."Amelia's heart sank as Andrew's eyes bore into hers with suspicion and disbelief. She could see that he was still struggling to believe her, and it made her feel even more uneasy.Andrew's eyes narrowed as he looked at Amelia, his expression now more suspicious than before. "Has your dad reached out to you since he sold you to me?" he asked, his voice laced with disbelief.Amelia's heart sank at his words. She knew that her father had made a deal with Andrew to save their family business, but she didn't think of it as bei
Andrew's face lit up in recognition as she rushed towards him, pulling him into a tight embrace. Amelia stood back, feeling suddenly lost and out of place. Who was this lady, and why was she so familiar with Andrew?"It's so good to see you, Lila," Andrew said, a big smile on his face."I missed you so much," Lila replied, looking up at Andrew with adoration in her eyes.Amelia's heart sank. She had never felt so alone in her life, standing there watching the reunion between Andrew and this beautiful woman. She didn't know what to do or say, so she just stood there, her arms wrapped around her own body, feeling like an outsider.Andrew turned to Lila, who was still in his embrace, and gently disentangled himself from her. He looked towards Amelia, who was standing a few feet away, and said, "Lila, this is Amelia."Lila turned towards Amelia, and for the first time, Amelia was able to get a good look at her. She was stunningly beautiful, with long dark hair, full lips, and a slim figu
Lila looked at her with a small smile. "I said, this was Andrew's favorite wine when we were dating," she repeated.Amelia felt a knot form in her stomach. "Oh really?" Amelia said, turning back to Lila. "I had no idea."Andrew chuckled, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement. "Yes, we had a brief romance a few years ago," he explained.Amelia's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but before she could say anything, Lila continued. "He always loved it when I wore something sexy," she said, giving Andrew a playful wink.Andrew chuckled, and Amelia felt a pang of jealousy twist in her chest. It was clear that Lila still had a hold over Andrew, and she didn't know how to compete with that.Amelia, feeling increasingly uncomfortable with the situation, took a deep breath and spoke up. "Lila, could you please show me the room?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly.Lila paused, a hint of annoyance flashing across her face. "Can't you wait just a little longer? We're having a good time here," she
Amelia's heart pounded in her chest as she realized there was no escaping the truth. She took a deep breath and looked up at Andrew, her voice barely above a whisper. "It was Henry," she admitted. "He called me on the plane."Andrew's fury only intensified as Amelia admitted the truth. "Why did you lie to me when I asked you on the plane?" he demanded, his voice tinged with anger.Amelia could feel her throat tightening as she tried to come up with an answer. "I-I didn't want to upset you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper."Upset me?" Andrew spat, his anger boiling over. "You think lying to me wouldn't upset me? You think carrying on a secret conversation with Henry behind my back wouldn't upset me?""But Henry wasn't trying to cause trouble. He just wanted to check up on us and see how we were doing."But Andrew's anger quickly flared up again, and he shook his head incredulously. "Check up on us?" he laughed bitterly. "Henry tried to kill me, Amelia. He's the reason I'm
Amelia's heart pounded with anticipation as the doctor approached them, his white coat swishing against the tiled floor. "How is he, doctor?" Amelia asked, her voice barely above a whisper.He gave her a small smile, his face lined with wrinkles that spoke of years of experience. "The surgery was successful," he said, "but he'll need some time to recover."Amelia's heart soared at the news. She had been so afraid that something would go wrong during the surgery, that Andrew wouldn't make it through. But now, knowing that he was going to be okay, she could feel a weight lifting off her shoulders."Thank God," she breathed. "And Andrew? How is he? Can he walk now?" she asked, her eyes shining with hope.The doctor hesitated for a moment before replying. "Well, he's not able to walk yet. But he can stand and take a few steps with assistance."Amelia's smile faltered. "What do you mean? I thought the surgery was supposed to fix everything."He shook his head. "It's a process, Mrs. Reynol
There was Lila, kissing Andrew on his bed. For a moment, Amelia couldn't believe what she was seeing. She stood there, frozen in place, as Andrew's eyes caught hers."Amelia," Andrew said, his voice catching.But Amelia didn't want to hear it. Without saying a word, she turned and slammed the door behind her, storming out of the room.As she made her way down the stairs, tears streamed down her face. She couldn't believe what she had seen, and she didn't know how to deal with the pain and hurt she was feeling.She didn't want to talk to anyone, and didn't want to explain what had happened. All she wanted to do was run away and never come back.As she rushed out of the hospital, her mind was racing with confusion and hurt. She had trusted Lila when she said that what she had with Andrew was in the past, but now she had seen with her own eyes that it wasn't true.Lost in her thoughts, she didn't even notice Tony, Andrew's bodyguard, approach her until he spoke."Ms. Amelia, are you alri
Amelia's eyes widened at Perry's question, caught off guard by the unexpected inquiry. For a moment, she hesitated before answering, her thoughts racing.The silence stretched out for a beat too long as she bristled defensively. "No, of course not. Why would you even ask that?""I just know how you get when you're passionate about something," Perry replied calmly. "If you're not in love with Andrew, why does it bother you so much that Lila was kissing him?" she asked."I don't know," Amelia said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe. But it doesn't matter now, not after what I just saw."Perry's voice held a note of curiosity as she asked, "Why haven't you told Andrew how you feel about him?"Amelia let out a bitter laugh in response to Perry's question. "Honestly, Perry, I don't even know what I feel for Andrew," she said, her voice tinged with frustration."He's always treating me so coldly, and he never misses an opportunity to throw it in my face that he saved my fat