He reached out to touch her face, but pulled back at the last moment. "Is that why you slept with him?"Amelia's eyes widened in shock, she pulled away from Andrew and said. "I didn't sleep with Henry!""I didn't sleep with Henry," she repeated, her voice trembling."But Andrew only seemed to grow more agitated. "It's easy for you to say," he spat, standing up and adjusting himself. "But I don't believe you.""You're the first man I've slept with," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "And you know this, but you keep insisting I had something to do with Henry."Andrew's eyes blazed with fury. "All of you are just the same," he said, his voice rising. "You're all cheats, every last one of you."Amelia felt her own anger stir at this. "Just because Catherine cheated on you doesn't mean every other lady is a cheat," she said, her voice firm.But this only seemed to make Andrew more irate. Without warning, he lashed out, his hand connecting with Amelia's cheek in a sharp slap. Amel
Nanny Grace was taken aback by Amelia's sudden outburst. "What's wrong, dear?" she asked gently.Amelia took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "I'm fine," she said. "I just need to rest."Nanny Grace looked at Amelia skeptically. She knew that something was wrong, but she didn't want to push Amelia too hard."Alright, dear," she said. "Just rest, and if you need anything, I'll be right here."Nanny Grace got up and left the room, closing the door softly behind her. As soon as Nanny Grace left the room, Amelia took a deep breath and stretched her arms, feeling the need to gather herself. She reached for her phone on the bedside table and opened her calendar app. She scrolled through it frantically as if trying to confirm something.Suddenly, she placed her hands on her forehead and muttered, "Shit."Without a second thought, she dialed Perry's number, hoping she would pick up. After two rings and no response, she threw her phone onto the bed and placed her hands on her hea
Amelia's breath caught in her throat, a knot of fear tightening in her stomach. She glanced around the room, aware of the curious gazes of the guests on her.She gently shifted her arm from Andrew's grip, her eyes flickering with defiance. She walked over to the nearest chair and sat down, her eyes locked on Andrew's.He approached her, his expression unreadable. He leaned in close to her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "Good," he murmured, his grip tightening around her shoulders. "You know how to behave."Amelia felt a surge of anger rise in her chest, but she forced it back down. She didn't want to create a scene, not in front of his business associates. She poured herself another glass of wine and drank it in one gulp, relishing the warmth of the alcohol spreading through her veins.Andrew looked at her, his eyebrows raised in surprise. "I thought you don't drink," he said, his tone almost mocking."Not when I have an annoying and controlling husband," she replied, her voi
Henry's eyes widened with frustration. "Amelia just fucking fainted!" he exclaimed, his voice rising with each passing second.Andrew's hands trembled as he dropped his drink, his thoughts racing a mile a minute. "Where is she?" he demanded, his voice urgent.Henry pointed to the bedroom. "In my room," he said, his voice shaking with anxiety. "What the hell is my wife doing in your room?" he demanded."That's not important now," Henry snapped. Andrew wasted no time, rushing into the room and to Amelia's side. His eyes took in her still form, and his heart lurched with fear. As he reached for her, he noticed that the button on her dress had been removed, exposing her cleavage. "What did you do to her?" he demanded, turning to face Henry with anger in his eyes."I did nothing, nothing! She just fainted!" Henry protested, his voice desperate.Andrew's mind was racing, and he knew that they had to act fast. "Call the ambulance right away!" he commanded, his voice firm and unwavering.
Andrew's shock quickly turned to anger as he stared at Amelia, who was now trembling with fear. He struggled to form the words as he stammered, "Are you.... Are you... Preg... Pregnant?"Amelia sat there, her fingers fumbling nervously as she avoided Andrew's gaze. She had been dreading this moment, not knowing how he would react.Doctor Miller looked on, trying to gauge Andrew's reaction. She was taken aback by his sudden outburst and couldn't understand why he was so angry.Andrew couldn't control his emotions and yelled at Amelia, "Answer me!" Her trembling only worsened as tears streamed down her face.Dr. Miller interjected, "Mr. Reynolds, please, you need to calm down. This is a hospital."But Andrew was beyond reason. "Do not tell me what to do!" he shouted back at her.Dr. Miller stood her ground. "She's still my patient, and I need you to calm down, sir."Andrew took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He walked up to Amelia and asked in a calmer tone, "Who the hell
Andrew didn't stop. His grip only tightened as he accused her of sleeping with Henry under his roof.Amelia couldn't take the pain any longer. She quickly reached for the button beside the bed and pressed it. An alarm started ringing in the hospital, catching Andrew's attention.He let go of her arm and stepped back, his eyes filled with anger and hurt.Not too long after, Dr. Miller rushed into the room. "Amelia, are you alright?" she asked.Amelia couldn't say a word. She just cried. Dr. Miller turned to Andrew and said, "Mr. Reynolds..."But Andrew ignored her and stormed out of the room, straight into the hallway.As Andrew walked down the hallway, his mind consumed with anger and pain, he didn't even notice Tony approaching him. But when Tony spoke up, he stopped in his tracks and turned to face him."Are you okay, boss?" Tony asked, concern etched on his face.Andrew didn't say a word, but Tony could see the rage in his eyes. He watched as Andrew paced around for a few moments,
Tony's hands tightened on the steering wheel as he tried to process the information. He had known Andrew for years, and had driven him to countless business meetings and social events. But he had never imagined that his boss was dealing with something like this."I'm sorry boss," he said finally, unsure of what else to say.Andrew laughed bitterly. "Sorry? Sorry wouldn't solve anything, neither would it solve a cheating wife."Tony didn't say anything. He was still trying to digest everything. Not long after, they got to Andrew's mansion, and Tony pulled up."Not a word of this to anyone, it's an order," Andrew said sternly."Sure, boss," Tony replied obediently.He got out to open the door for Andrew, but Andrew had no patience. He opened the door and walked straight to the front door. Andrew barged into the living room and was headed straight to his study when nanny Grace came out of the kitchen in a rush."Where is Amelia? How is she? You didn't come back with her," Nanny Grace as
Andrew's face twisted in anger, "So that gave her the right to cheat on me with my cousin under my roof?""That's not what I'm saying," Nanny Grace replied calmly, "I need you to be certain of what you're saying before you carry out any action you might regret in the future, dear."With that, she walked out of the study, leaving Andrew alone with his thoughts. He put out his cigarette and walked up to sit on his chair. He muttered to himself, "You all are the same."As he sat there, his eyes wandered to the drawer where he kept the documents containing the lawsuit case he had with Alexander. He sighed heavily and closed the drawer. He stood up and walked up to his portrait painting on the wall. He took it down and behind the painting, he revealed a safe on the wall. He punched in the code and the door swung open, revealing a stack of papers and a small box.He pulled out a document and stared at it with a mix of frustration and sadness. He knew what it contained, but reading through