Wayne left Jason's room, his mind in turmoil. The weight of his mother’s venomous words lingered, but he forced himself to focus on the present. As he stepped into the hallway, he called out to the police officers. “Get Meghan out of there,” he ordered, his voice cold and detached. Without waiting for a response, he made his way back to Kaylar’s room. Inside the ward, it was quiet, almost eerily so. Kaylar lay peacefully in her bed, her breathing steady, though her face still showed signs of the ordeal she had endured. Wayne’s mother-in-law was seated beside her, but Wayne could see the exhaustion in her eyes. “You should go home and rest,” Wayne told her gently. She looked at him with a mix of concern and understanding before nodding. “Call me if anything changes,” she said softly before gathering her things and leaving the room. Now it was just Wayne, Kaylar, and Chad, who had just entered the room. Wayne could feel the chaos in his mind, the events of the day overwhelming hi
If someone asked Kaylar Harper what was one thing she hated in the world, she would have to say it was waking up early. If she had a choice, she would never do it. Yet here she was, unwillingly leaving the sweet comfort of her bed to get ready for her job as a secretary. Shutting off the blaring sound of her alarm, Kaylar dragged her feet across the floor as she entered her bathroom. It was moments like this that made her regret the thought of never getting a blackout curtain, Every morning she would glare at her soft baby blue curtains as if expecting them to magically block out the blinding rays of light from disturbing her. After she was done washing her face and brushing her teeth, Kaylar went downstairs to prepare breakfast before her mother woke up. Sadly, things did not go as expected. When Kaylar finally arrived downstairs, she was greeted by the sight of her mother cooking. "Mom! What are you doing?" Kaylar exclaimed as she rushed forward to stop her mother from operating
Kaylar was caught in a fix. The moment she raised her head to face Wayne all the excuses she made in her head vanished, his expression did not do anything to ease the awkwardness.'What the hell am I going to say? This is so awkward' Kaylar cried out inwardly. After a moment of hesitation, Kaylar straightened herself."Good morning CEO Wayne, I came in to present your schedule for today." She said in a rather calm and composed manner. Wayne hummed in response as he sat down.Kaylar took his silence as a 'go ahead' and read out his schedule for the day."The meeting will start in ten minutes," Kaylar reminded before leaving the office.Outside the office."Oh goodness," Kaylar placed her hands on her chest in an attempt to calm herself. The CEO was really scary, she wondered where she found the courage to act as if nothing had happened.She quickly brushed the thought aside before heading to the conference room. There was going to be a meeting regarding the recent projects the corpor
"Grandma" Kaylar called out in a distressed tone as she walked into the mansion."Kaylar, my dear! Y-your grandfather..!" Kaylar's grandmother said as she hugged the life out of Kaylar. It had taken quite some time before Kaylar had reached her grandparent's house and when she did, she was surprised at how quiet the mansion was. She guessed that it was because of her grandfather being sick that the servants in the house were quiet and hiding away from sight. She couldn't blame them though, her grandmother wasn't the nicest person to others when she was overwhelmed. Kaylar and her grandmother hurried upstairs, where her grandfather's room was located and opened the door harshly. "Grandpa!" Kaylar cried out in pain as she inched closer to her sleeping grandfather. Her grandfather had always been in bad health ever since he reached old age. It wasn't a secret but seeing her grandfather who always smiled and had a joyful attitude lying down motionlessly on the bed with some medical e
Kaylar stood there in shock. So her boss was the guest her grandparents were expecting. She wondered if she was meant to be worried about her grandparents' discussion or the fact that her boss was at her grandparents' house. She had a bad prenotion about his visit. She quickly composed herself and called out again. "Mr Frenando! What a pleasant surprise I didn't expect to see you here" Kaylar plastered a smile on her face. Wayne was in the least surprised, he had gotten the full gist before his visit. He glanced at Kaylar for a brief second before shifting his gaze to the door. "Are they inside?" He asked calmly. Kaylar nodded as she opened the door. Inside the room. The old couple heard the exchange between Kaylar and Wayne as they quickly changed their topic of discussion. "Wayne, you are here." Kaylar's grandfather welcomed Wayne and asked him to take a seat. Wayne took a seat near the window as he looked at the old couple unreservedly. Kaylar, who stood at the side,
After Kaylar exited Wayne's office she headed towards the direction of the pantry distractedly. It was hard to discern Kaylar's emotions because her expression remained neutral and indifferent. She wasn't as calm and composed as she was on the outside. She felt as if her life had ended, she felt like all her hopes of ever achieving all her dreams were crushed. She couldn't possibly get married. With all these thoughts flooding her mind, Kaylar prepared the coffee absentmindedly, at that point she was trying to process what had happened. If she could go back in time she wouldn't have signed the contract, alas, there was nothing she could do. She shook her head in despair as she took the coffee to Wayne's office. After delivering the coffee, she headed straight to her office to prepare for the day ahead. Unlike Wayne's office, Kaylar's office was smaller. There was a mahogany table placed at the center of the room which had a swivel chair and two guest seats placed in front. A wh
… Meanwhile, at Frenado Corporation. Inside the CEO'S office, Wayne was flipping through some documents when someone barged through the door. He raised his head in irritation and looked towards the invader. "Bro!" A young man calmly entered the office. He had the air of a noble-born, and his compact frame made him look outstanding."When did you get back?" Wayne asked disinterestedly as he resumed his previous action. Dean leisurely strolled around his office as he replied "A few hours ago" "How did it go?" Wayne turned to Dean who had comfortably settled on the couch."A little hurdles here and there, but it ended smoothly." Dean picked an apple then asked "I'm heading out for lunch. Do you want to come along?" "Sure" Wayne looked at his watch and closed the file in his hand. With that, they left the office and headed to the underground parking lot. … When they reached the underground parking lot, Dean said "Why don't you come along in my car?" "Sure" Wayne accepted his o
… Inside the building "Mr. Frenado" Two men dressed in black greeted Wayne respectfully as he entered the building. "Mm" Wayne nodded in response without stopping in his track.Wayne suddenly halted in his steps and looked behind.Kaylar met his impatient gaze and subconsciously quicked her footsteps. After a while, they finally arrived inside the main hall where their marriage would be registered. … "Good day Mister, Miss" a middle-aged woman greeted as Wayne and Kaylar approached her corner. "Good day," Wayne greeted back. "We are here to register our marriage." "Okay give me a minute, I'll prepare the necessary documents," the woman said as she turned around. … After signing the necessary documents. "Congratulations to the newlyweds, it's time to take a picture together," The middle-aged woman said as she led Wayne and Kaylar into the photo room. Inside the photo room.Wayne stood in front of a beautifully decorated backdrop with a stoic expression while Kaylar stood a f
Wayne left Jason's room, his mind in turmoil. The weight of his mother’s venomous words lingered, but he forced himself to focus on the present. As he stepped into the hallway, he called out to the police officers. “Get Meghan out of there,” he ordered, his voice cold and detached. Without waiting for a response, he made his way back to Kaylar’s room. Inside the ward, it was quiet, almost eerily so. Kaylar lay peacefully in her bed, her breathing steady, though her face still showed signs of the ordeal she had endured. Wayne’s mother-in-law was seated beside her, but Wayne could see the exhaustion in her eyes. “You should go home and rest,” Wayne told her gently. She looked at him with a mix of concern and understanding before nodding. “Call me if anything changes,” she said softly before gathering her things and leaving the room. Now it was just Wayne, Kaylar, and Chad, who had just entered the room. Wayne could feel the chaos in his mind, the events of the day overwhelming hi
The hours dragged on in the quiet, sterile corridors of the hospital. Wayne paced back and forth, his mind heavy with worry for Kaylar. When the doors of the emergency room finally swung open, and she was rolled out, Wayne’s heart lurched in his chest. He immediately stood up, his body tensed with anxiety. Kaylar was pale, her eyes closed, and tubes were attached to her, but she was alive. That was all that mattered. Wayne followed the gurney as it was rolled into her ward. He stayed by her side, holding her hand, his eyes never leaving her face. She looked so fragile lying there, a stark contrast to the fierce, determined woman he knew and loved. But as much as he wanted to stay, Chad’s voice interrupted his thoughts. “Wayne,” Chad said softly as he entered the room, his face grim. “Jason’s just been rolled out of the emergency room.”Wayne felt a wave of conflicted emotions wash over him. He glanced back at Kaylar, her mother now sitting beside her, watching over her with the same
Before she could protest, Wayne dashed out of the building, his footsteps echoing through the empty corridors as he chased after Jason. The night was cool, the air thick with tension as Wayne sprinted into the darkness, his heart pounding with a mixture of adrenaline and fear. He knew this was the endgame—Jason had to be stopped, no matter the cost.Jason, injured and desperate, limped ahead, the pain in his leg slowing him down. He glanced back, seeing Wayne closing in, and gritted his teeth. He had always prided himself on staying one step ahead, but now he was cornered, his escape routes dwindling. As he stumbled into a nearby alleyway, he knew he had to make a final stand.Wayne burst into the alley just as Jason turned to face him, a gun clutched in his hand. There was no hesitation in Jason’s eyes now—only a cold resolve. Wayne barely had time to react as Jason fired. The bullet grazed Wayne’s shoulder, but he didn’t falter. He fired back, the shot hitting Jason squarely in the
Kaylar was dragged through the crumbling hallways of the abandoned building, her heels clicking against the dusty concrete. The men holding her were rough, their grip like iron clamps on her arms. She forced herself to stay calm, knowing that the internal tracking device embedded in her skin was still operational. Wayne would come. He had to.Jason’s men shoved her into a large, dimly lit room at the heart of the building. The walls were lined with rusted pipes and broken windows, allowing beams of moonlight to pierce through the darkness. The place reeked of decay, a fitting backdrop for whatever twisted plan Jason had in mind.Jason followed them in, his footsteps echoing ominously as he approached her. His eyes glinted with malicious intent as he looked down at her, bound and vulnerable. “You’re surprisingly calm, Kaylar,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips. “I suppose you’re still holding on to hope that your precious Wayne will come to your rescue.”Kaylar met his gaze, refusi
Kaylar stood at the edge of the deserted parking lot, her breath visible in the cool evening air. The location Jason had chosen was far from the city—a quiet, industrial area that seemed abandoned. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving only the faint glow of streetlights to cut through the gathering darkness. She checked her watch: 6:10 PM. Her nerves were frayed, but she kept her expression calm, glancing around for any sign of movement. Chad and Wayne were positioned nearby, monitoring her every move through the tracking device and earpiece she had concealed. She whispered into the earpiece, "Everything looks quiet... too quiet."Wayne’s voice crackled in her ear, “Stay alert. If anything seems off, we’re pulling you out.”Kaylar nodded slightly, trying to steady her racing heart. The air was thick with anticipation as she waited, every minute feeling like an eternity. Suddenly, the distant rumble of an engine reached her ears, and she turned to see a car approaching from t
The city was bathed in the golden hues of the late afternoon sun, its bustling streets unaware of the turmoil brewing behind the scenes. In a sleek, high-rise office, Jason sat behind his desk, his demeanour as cold and calculating as ever. His mind was focused, not on immediate confrontation, but on a strategy that would create chaos without direct conflict. Jason’s office was immaculate, a testament to his obsessive need for control. The room was filled with the soft hum of air conditioning and the occasional click of his keyboard as he worked on his laptop. A sinister smile played at the corners of his mouth as he prepared for the next phase of his plan. He was interrupted by a knock at the door. One of his trusted operatives entered, carrying a stack of documents. Jason looked up, his eyes narrowing with interest. “Everything is set, sir,” the operative said, placing the documents on the desk. Jason’s gaze flickered over the papers, his smile widening. “Excellent. Let’s proceed
The following days at Wayne and Kaylar’s home were filled with a delicate balance of normalcy and tension. The welcome-back dinner had been a success, and the joy of Wayne's return had infused their lives with a renewed sense of hope. Yet, beneath the surface, unspoken worries lingered.Wayne had begun to reintegrate into his daily routine, though his role in the company was still on hold. Kaylar continued to manage everything, her resolve unwavering despite the challenges. Chad's confession hung heavily in her mind, an unresolved issue that gnawed at her even as she tried to focus on her family and their new beginning.One bright morning, Kaylar found herself in the living room, her gaze drifting to the family photographs on the wall. Each frame told a story of happier times—Wayne and her smiling at various events, their
But instead of answering, Jason’s hand shot up, gripping the back of her head with a force that made her gasp. He yanked her hair back, causing her to cry out in pain, the playful atmosphere shattered in an instant."Jason! What the hell has gotten into you?" Asherly screamed, struggling against his hold. "Let me go! You’re hurting me!"Jason’s expression remained cold, his eyes void of the lustful affection he usually displayed towards her. "You think this is a game, don’t you?" he hissed, pulling her hair harder, eliciting another cry of pain. "You think you can keep playing around while everything falls apart?""Let me go, you’re sick!" Asherly shouted, clawing at his hand, but Jason only tightened his grip."Let you go?" Jason echoed mockingly. "Fine." Without warning, he stood up, still holding her by the hair, and flung her across the room with a merciless force. Asherly’s body hit the ground hard, skidding to a stop near the wall. She lay there for a moment, dazed, before looki
Wayne’s heart swelled with emotion as Kaylin began to explore his face with her hands, her fingers tracing his features with the careful curiosity of a child. She touched his nose, his lips, his eyes, all the while staring at him as if committing every detail to memory. Wayne looked up at Kaylar, his eyes filled with wonder and a hint of confusion. Kaylar just smiled, shrugging her shoulders slightly. "She’s figuring you out," she said with a soft laugh. "Kaylin, it’s dada. Say dada.""Dada," Kaylin echoed, her voice small and uncertain but filled with an unmistakable warmth.Wayne’s throat tightened as he choked back tears. He had missed so much of her life, and yet here she was, in his arms, accepting him without hesitation. "I’m back, Kaylin," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. "Dada’s back."He lifted her gently into his arms, holding her close as he rained kisses on her chubby little hands. The softness of her skin, the sweet scent of her baby lotion—it was all so over