Amelia's heart skipped a beat. She turned around, her eyes wide with worry. She turned around to see the nurse who had been assigned to Andrew's care."Is everything okay? Has something happened to Andrew?" she asked, her voice trembling.The nurse shook her head. "No, I'm sorry to say there hasn't been any improvement."Amelia's heart sank, but at least there was still hope. "Thank you for letting me know," she said, her voice soft.As the nurse turned to leave, Amelia took a deep breath and opened the door to Andrew's room. She walked over to his bed, looking down at his still form.He lay there, so still, so silent, that it was hard to believe that he was still alive. His face was pale and peaceful, and his chest rose and fell slowly as the machines beeped in a steady rhythm.The past few days had been a whirlwind of emotions, and she didn't know how much longer she could handle the constant worry and fear.As she approached Andrew's bedside, her eyes filled with tears. She tried t
Amelia tried her best to appear calm and composed. She cleared her throat and began to speak. "As you can all see, Andrew is fine," she said, her voice steady. "He is recovering well, and we're optimistic about his prognosis."She scanned the faces of the shareholders, noting the various expressions of surprise, relief, and concern. James Thompson in particular, looked uncomfortable, and Amelia knew why. If Andrew was awake, it meant that he wouldn't be able to take over the company, at least not in the immediate future. He had been jockeying for position to take over the company in Andrew's absence.Amelia turned to Alexander, who was standing next to her and said quietly. "I need to go to the hospital." Alexander nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation. The two of them quickly wrapped up the meeting, and as they walked out of the conference room. Amelia could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on her.She and Alexander stepped into the elevator, and as the door
The door silently opened as Henry stood at the doorstep. He watched as Amelia leaned over Andrew's bed and pressed her lips to his. Seeing them kiss made his blood boil.Suddenly, he broke the silence. "I can see you're awake now," he said, his eyes fixed on Andrew.Amelia turned to face Henry, her face flushing red with embarrassment. She could feel his eyes on her. She looked down, adjusting her clothes nervously.Andrew looked at Amelia, puzzled by her sudden awkward movements. "Is everything okay?" he asked her, concern etched on his face.Amelia hesitated for a moment, "yes." She responded.Henry quickly jumped in, trying to act natural. "Yeah, everything's fine," he said, a fake smile plastered on his face. "I was just surprised to see you awake, that's all."Andrew looked at Henry, sensing that something was off. "Are you uncomfortable with me kissing my wife?" he asked, trying to clear the air.Henry shook his head, trying not to look jealous or suspicious. "No, no, of course
Andrew felt a pit of dread form in his stomach.Dr. Lee hesitated for a moment before responding. "It's too early to tell for sure. We'll need to do some tests and evaluations to determine the extent of the damage and what your prognosis is. But I won't sugarcoat it - the outlook might not be good."Andrew's shock turned into anger as he tried to process the news. "What do you mean by 'the nerves in my leg might be damaged'?" he demanded of Dr. Lee. "Why can't I feel my legs?!"In a sudden panic, Andrew ripped off his hospital bed cover and tried to stand up. He tried to get up from the hospital bed, but his legs wouldn't budge.Panic set in as he started to hyperventilate, frantically trying to move his legs. Amelia tried to calm him down, holding onto his arm, but he pushed her away in a fit of anger and fear. Desperate to figure out what was happening to him.Dr. Lee stepped forward, his voice calm and reassuring, as he placed his hand on Andrew's shoulder. "Please, Mr Reynolds, y
Alexander froze in his tracks. "What do you mean he might not be able to walk?" Alexander asked, his voice barely above a whisper. As he walked through the doorway.Amelia took a deep breath and turned to face Alexander. "We don't know yet," she said. "They want to run some tests to find out what's going on. But we need to prepare ourselves for the possibility that Andrew might have some mobility issues.""Oh, poor Andrew," he said. "It must be so hard for him."He walked over to Nanny Grace and gave her a peck on the cheek, as she tapped his back in return. Nanny Grace had been working with the Reynolds since Andrew and Alexander were little, and they loved her so much."I'll make sure we get the best doctors to take care of him," Alexander said, trying to sound reassuring. "We'll do everything we can to help him.""Thank you, Alexander," Nanny Grace said, smiling at him warmly as she let out a sigh.But before they could say anything else, Amelia's expression turned slightly puzzled
Andrew lay on the bed in the lab, staring up at the ceiling as Dr. Lee prepared to run an X-ray and MRI on him. His mind was swirling with fear and anxiety as he thought about what the results might show. He knew that the accident had caused significant damage to his spinal cord and the nerves in his leg, and the possibility of being permanently confined to a wheelchair was weighing heavily on him."We're going to start with an x-ray of your spinal cord, to see if there's any nerve damage. Then we'll move on to an MRI, to get a more detailed picture." Dr Lee said.As the machines hummed and whirred around him, Andrew tried to stay as still as possible, even though every fiber of his being was screaming to get up and run away from the situation. Dr. Lee's voice was reassuring, but even that wasn't enough to quell the rising panic in his chest.Finally, the tests were over, and Dr. Lee began to study the results. Andrew watched him intently, hoping to catch a glimpse of good news in th
Amelia stirred from her sleep, her eyes slowly adjusting to the dim light of their bedroom. As she turned to her side, she saw Andrew on the phone, his face drawn with exhaustion and frustration.She sat up in bed, it had been a week since Andrew had been discharged from the hospital, but things hadn't been easy for him. His accident had left him with a spinal cord injury, and he had been reaching out to doctors all over the world for a solution.Amelia swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, stretching her arms above her head. She caught Andrew's eye as she headed to the bathroom, but he didn't say anything.As she washed her face and brushed her teeth, Amelia thought about the last few days. It had been hard, watching Andrew struggle with his pain and his frustration. She had tried to be there for him, but he seemed distant and closed off.As Amelia slipped off her nightwear and hung it up, she couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of discomfort. She had never been on
"Am I the only man to see your bare body?" Andrew asked again.Amelia's heart skipped a beat. She felt a sudden jolt of surprise wondering why he asked the question again. The question caught her off guard, and she couldn't help but wonder what had prompted it. Did he suspect something? Did he know about Henry?For a moment, she hesitated before answering, "Yes, Andrew. You're the only one," she said, hoping her voice didn't betray her nervousness.But as she looked into his eyes, she saw nothing but intensity and desire. She took a deep breath.Andrew wheeled his chair closer to her, and she felt his hands on her bare skin as he squeezed her ass. She was taken aback by his sudden intimacy and didn't know how to react. "Get dressed," he said, his voice gruff.Confused by his sudden change of mood, Amelia bent down to pick up her robe and walked towards her closet. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, but she didn't want to push him for answers.She made her way to t