Amelia's face fell as she slowly descended the stairs, her eyes glued to the pile of papers at her feet. Perry watched as she knelt down, picking up the scattered sheets and trying to make sense of the mess.It was clear that something serious was going on, but Perry couldn't quite understand the details. She watched as Mr. Tate paced back and forth, muttering to himself in frustration.She also watched as Amelia slowly unfolded them, her eyes scanning the contents.Mr. Tate's voice rose as he turned to face her, his anger palpable. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" he yelled accusingly."No, Dad, that's not what I wanted," she said softly, trying to keep the tears from falling. "I didn't ask Andrew to pull out his funds, and I didn't ask to be used as a business transaction either."Mr. Tate's tone turned harsh as he spoke again. "Did Andrew tell you he's some kind of charity? The deal was to marry you and he'll save us from bankruptcy, but your pride ruined everything."Amelia d
Amelia smiled warmly at Tony as he stepped out of the car to greet her."It's nice to see you too, Tony," she said, her voice filled with genuine warmth. "Thank you for coming to pick me up."He nodded, his face serious. "Of course, ma'am," he said, opening the trunk of the car. "Mr. Reynolds wanted to make sure you got here safely."Amelia didn't say a word, she just gave him a gentle smile.Tony placed her bags in the trunk, then he turned to his seat. Amelia couldn't help but ask about Andrew, as she turned to Tony. "So how's Andrew been?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.He smiled. "Wait till you see him yourself ma'am Amelia."As the car drove away from Perry's house, Amelia watched out of the window, as she waved at Perry who was standing outside watching her leave.Amelia sat at the backseat, her hands clasped tightly together in her lap as she gazed out the window. The passing scenery was a blur of green trees and plush lawns as they made their way through the hea
Amelia felt her heart skip a beat at his words. She knew he was right, but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of admitting it. She had left Turkey because she was jealous and hurt, and because she wanted him more than she wanted to admit. She tried to pull away from him, but he held her fast, his grip unyielding.The idea of admitting that to him was too much to bear. It felt like a vulnerability that she couldn't afford to show."Don't deny it, Amelia," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "You want me just as much as I want you."Instead, she looked away from him, avoiding his gaze as she took a step back. "I...I don't know what to say," she whispered, her voice barely audible.But Andrew only leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "You don't have to say anything," he said, his voice full of promise. "Just let me show you how much I want you."Amelia felt her resolve crumble as she melted into his embrace. She knew she shouldn't give in to him, b
"Uhm…. Are you okay?" Amelia asked softly, breaking the silence.Andrew didn't say anything at first, but then he turned his head to look at her. His eyes held a mixture of emotions that she couldn't quite decipher."I'm fine," he finally said, his voice hoarse. "Just catching my breath."Amelia nodded, feeling a pang of disappointment that he didn't seem to want to talk about what had just happened between them.Amelia watched as Andrew stood up from the bed and silently made his way to the bathroom, picking up his clothes along the way. A feeling of unease crept up in her chest as she wondered if something was wrong.She sat up, pulling the sheet around her body as she waited for Andrew to come back. The sound of the running water from the bathroom filled the room, and she felt a sense of isolation and loneliness.After a few minutes, Andrew emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed. His face was unreadable, and Amelia felt a lump form in her throat as she tried to read his expressi
"Hold on, I'm coming," she called out, quickly scanning the room for any signs of what had happened. Her eyes fell on the bed.As she gazed around the room, her eyes fell on the bed, where the sheets were stained with blood from their passionate encounter.Panicking, she grabbed the bedspread and covered the stains, tossing it onto the floor with a hasty movement. Hoping to cover up the evidence of her first time with a man. She couldn't bear the thought of anyone seeing the telltale signs of her inexperience."I'm coming!" Amelia yelled.She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, and forced a smile onto her face as she opened the door."Of course, come on in," she said, gesturing for Nanny Grace to enter the room.She stepped inside and looked around the room, her sharp eyes taking everything in. Amelia tried to act natural, but she couldn't help feeling self-conscious."I just wanted to check in on you, dear," Nanny Grace said kindly. "Is everything alright?"Amelia nodded,
Amelia froze, her heart skipping a beat at the unexpected question. "Uh, well, yes," she stammered. "My mother had an attack, and I had to come back."Nanny Grace looked at Amelia with a knowing expression, as if sensing that there was more to the story. "I see," she said slowly. "And how is your mother doing now?"Amelia relaxed slightly at the change of subject. "Oh, she's fine. She's back to her old self again."Feeling a little more at ease now that the topic had shifted away from her awkward encounter with Lila.Nanny Grace smiled warmly. "That's good to hear, my dear. But tell me, Amelia, is that the only reason you left Turkey? Or did you feel uncomfortable with Lila's presence?"Amelia hesitated for a moment before answering, her voice barely above a whisper. "I... I don't know. I guess I did feel uncomfortable. It was just... strange, seeing Andrew with someone he had been so close to. After treating me like I don't exist."Nanny Grace nodded, seeming to understand. "I see.
Amelia sat on her bed, the soft white sheets crumpled beneath her as she clutched her robe tightly to her chest. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to make sense of what had happened between her and Andrew. How could he have done this to her?She had hoped that her first time with a man would be special, that it would be with someone who valued her virginity and saw her worth as a person. But instead, Andrew had used her, using her body to remember his late wife Catherine.She had trusted Andrew with her virginity. But now she knew the truth - that he had only slept with her to remember Catherine, the love of his life. Who she wasn't even aware of."Was I just a replacement to him?" she thought to herself.The realization was like a knife twisting in her heart, the hurt and anger so strong that she could barely contain it. It was like Andrew was bent on hurting her over and over again, showing no remorse or apology for his actions.He seemed almost proud of himself, as if he
Andrew's eyes narrowed at James' comment, and the other shareholders in the room shifted uncomfortably in their seats. They could feel the tension building between the two men.But Andrew wasn't about to let James get the upper hand. He shot back with a sharp retort, his voice dripping with disdain."Don't you dare disrespect Catherine's memory like that," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "And don't play coy with me, James. I know exactly what you're up to."There was a collective gasp from the other shareholders as they watched the exchange between Andrew and James. It was clear that the tension in the room had reached a boiling point.But Andrew wasn't about to back down. "I won't let anyone, including you, James, use my personal life against me," he said firmly. "And I won't let anyone use my company as a pawn in their power games."James smirked, clearly enjoying the reaction he was getting from Andrew. "Well, what can I say?" he said, shrugging his shoulders. "I'm a business
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