"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
Alexander stood up and left the conference room, feeling humiliated and defeated. Andrew sat tall and proud, even as Alexander stormed out of the conference room in a fit of rage. Catherine had been a major shareholder in the company, and her shares were highly coveted. But after her untimely death, there had been a scramble to secure her holdings. Alexander had seen an opportunity to take advantage of the situation, and had tried to blackmail Andrew into handing over the shares to him because he was Catherine's lover.But Andrew was not the type to be intimidated or threatened.So he had called Alexander's bluff, exposing his true intentions to the other shareholders in the room. The shame and humiliation that Alexander felt was well-deserved, in Andrew's eyes.With Alexander gone, Andrew turned his attention to the other shareholders in the room."Well, I hope everything is clear now," he said, his voice steady and confident. Instantly, his attention shifted to James Thompson,"
As Andrew's car pulled up in front of the grand mansion, he could feel his anger mounting with every passing second. He stepped out of the car, his face contorted with anger and frustration. He slammed the door shut with a loud thud, causing Nanny Grace to rush out from the kitchen, her wrinkled face creased with concern."Andrew dear, is everything alright?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.But Andrew didn't have the patience to answer her question. Instead, he cut her off sharply, his voice ringing through the marble hallway."Where is Amelia?" He demanded, his eyes flashing with anger.Nanny Grace blinked in surprise, taken aback by his tone. She hesitated for a moment before answering."She's in her room," she finally answered, gesturing towards the stairs. She hasn't been…."Without waiting for her to say anything else, Andrew sprinted up the stairs, his feet pounding heavily against the plush carpet. He didn't bother knocking on the door, but barged right in, his anger s
Andrew's eyes narrowed as he glared at her. "You knew what this was from the beginning," he said, his voice cold and unyielding.She took a step forward, her eyes flashing with anger. "You had no right to raise your hands on me. It didn't give you any right to hit me."Andrew felt a pang of guilt as he looked at her tear-streaked face.He knew he had hurt her, he hung his head in shame, unable to meet her gaze."You're right," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. "I had no right to speak to you like that, to accuse you of something you may not have done. I let my anger get the best of me."Amelia snorted, her eyes flashing with anger. "You think?" she said sarcastically. "You know nothing about me, Andrew. You don't know what I've been through, and yet you think you can accuse me of selling your shares?"Andrew winced at her words, feeling ashamed of his behavior. "I didn't mean to hit you, Amelia," he said, his voice softening."What was this from the beginning? A busin