★★★“Ella, where are you?” Casting a puzzled glance around the castle, Ethen searched for Monica, who appeared distressed and in need of somewhere to hide. Ethen breathed out in stress as he did not find Monica yet, and he was skeptical that she could leave the area that quickly either. Since the spot of the parking lot and the castle were close to one another.The wind was powerful enough to freeze the bones, and the chill caused teeth to shiver uncontrollably. Despite the fact that no snow was falling, the night felt colder than ever.“Ella,” Ethen again shouted.William went outside at that same moment to search for Monica, as Sam had mentioned she had not left because he was standing by the car. He would have noticed Monica if she had left the castle entrance.Looking around, William noticed a lunatic yelling for someone, but what mattered to him was finding her. He was well acquainted with the castle's structure, and there was a path that went to a roof from where visitors e
★★★ Sam held the door open for Monica as she got inside the vehicle. William, who had not considered traveling in the same vehicle as her before, abruptly decided to do so and got inside as well. Sam started the car without thinking about where he needed to go because it was terrible to see his boss's face filled with dismal quiet. It was nearly impossible for him to imagine what had happened between his boss and boss's wife, but it appeared that the boss was experiencing struggles. “Straight to the mansion!” William said, slumped back in his seat, and switched his gaze to Monica, who was curling into a ball on the seat. After displaying such boldness to stay in the frigid temperatures since she felt snug, she ultimately began to feel the cold. William took off his coat and remarked, holding out his hand, "Put it on!" Monica seized the coat and put it on, but she was unable to prevent shaking as if she were in a deep freezer, every bone in her body vibrating. What she did the nex
★★★Monica fought desperately not to wobble, but she couldn't find the equilibrium in her body, and she felt like a wobbling duck. William sniggered at her situation, unable to comprehend what had prompted her to drink in such a way that she would collapse at any moment without support, and lingering outside on such a night would freeze her to death.He chose to take her to the room after much deliberation and tomorrow he was going to teach her a lesson about the trouble she caused tonight.At the same time, he was forced to consider what she would do if he was not there. Will she ask Sam to carry her? Because she didn't think twice about asking in his presence.“Please assist me in walking. I can only see the blur in front of my eyes," Monica mumbled, grasping the edge of William's shirt; he experienced cold as well, but his mind was preoccupied with the impact Monica's actions could have, as a result, the frigid temperatures did not bother his body much.“You will obey my every
★★★ “Will, please stop; you should be gentle," Monica cried out, resting against the door with her back to it and her eyes slightly open. She was aware that Katherine was standing outside, therefore she decided to set fire to the third wheel. William who was picking up the duvet from the floor instantly turned around with surprised eyes. He was stupefied by the way Monica moaned her words, enough to deceive one into thinking they were doing something. “Will, how much do you adore me? Oh, I am so full," Monica did not stop there and performed another act that charred Katherine who was standing outside, pressing her ears on the door to listen to them, and everything she heard made her feel as if all of her flesh was on flame as her nails scratched at the door. Katherine was unable to wait for Martina to come up with a scheme to abuse this woman simply because Monica was rendering her life miserable. She could not keep going like this for long. “Madam!!” a low voice called. The sam
★★★ “Is there something important you phoned me at this hour, Mr. Winston?" Brian inquired over the phone, surprised to receive Winston's call so late at night. “You did not come to meet your friend's wife. Have you not been aware of it?" As he exhaled smoke from his cigar, Mr. Winston spoke. “No, I am aware of it, and I made time in the morning to meet William in his office and discuss the situation,” Brian said, continuing to ponder how William's early statement had come to pass. “Discuss the situation, ah-huh! How long do you think William will keep this marriage?” Winston stated casually as if he had begun this talk with plenty of time on his hands. He was blowing smoke with his legs sprawled out on the table. Winston had been refusing to believe that William had made such a significant move without putting much thought. William could not be reckless, that was why many things were bothering Winston. Even though he had not said anything to his son, he was not prepared to accept
★★★William looked over his shoulder when he detected the silence because he had anticipated her to argue, which was something she did better. He noticed her head lowering as though she was thinking, her calm face growing more dull.“Is it difficult for you to recall what you did and said last night? Be thankful that you are still alive," William purposefully provoked her with his words, hoping to get her to spill out what was bothering her in the wee hours of the morning. He also wondered if anything had happened to her the night before, given his late arrival at the party.“Yes, you have my sincere gratitude. I was intoxicated, so things had gotten out of control,” Monica looked up and said while thinking about what she would do if her aunt began to search for her. If they had even the slightest inkling that she was wedded to this family, they would not give up.“As I previously stated, you could not stop yourself from causing issues, and in exchange, you refused my assistance,
★★★“My fiancé knew I was intoxicated, so he came to get me!" Monica, perched on the side of the bed, answered.“I failed to notice any farmers present, nor did I encounter any bullock carts parked in the parking lot,” Mark chimed over the phone as he munched a slice of apple relaxedly.“Sounds like you're free to talk gibberish with me, but I'm having headaches that are becoming worse with your comments. How about you call me another time?"Monica grumbled as she stared at the closed door, puzzled as to what William had been doing there for so long. But it was fine because she needed to use the loo first.“Unfortunately, I am not free, but I was worried about you earlier. Your training may not be able to begin today due to Hanson's and the company's complete leave of absence, but I will contact you if there is any chance I may hear from you,” stated Mark.“Hmm! I will be appreciative of you. By the way, did I fall last night somewhere?" Monica asked, reaching behind her to touc
★★★★ Monica sat next to William, casting her gaze over the table, and she noticed that there was no scowl at her, no angry scoff, as if everyone had decided not to pay attention to her. Martina was also missing from the breakfast table. “What a fascinating start to the day!" After giving it some thought, Monica picked up the teacup and surprised William by pouring him some tea. His gaze shifted to her, and he noticed she was staring at Katherine. He understood the woman was pretending to be good with him. He took a piece of toast and spread butter on it when he heard Monica sigh, "The kettle has run out of tea!" A maid quickly fetched another tea kettle and set it next to Monica while bowing. Monica smiled at the maid looking up, she noticed the maid's hand was quivering. Though the weather was cold, the temperature inside the house was comfortable enough to avoid wearing layers, yet the maid's fingers were shaking which she was attempting to hide, by tucking them into her cardiga
★★★★ I would want to thank everyone who has read this book. Your support for my book is so overwhelming. I hope you love this book as much as I did. Although you can read this book as a stand-alone, I highly suggest reading "Mommy is Precious, my Billionaire Daddy." You will understand the extent of Monica and William's support for Jessica after reading that book. So, this is their happy ending. No more series will air. (The Mackenzie and Grey families live happy lives, full of love and laughter.) I'll be releasing a new book the first week of March. Once again, thank you. *I would really appreciate it if you gave the book a review and five stars on the front page. Hope to see you! New book alert: "Hidden Twins of a Billionaire Daddy. It is about a surrogate mother and badboy Billionaire. You will find this book in my profile.
1 day later ★★ William told the reporters that he did not consider Winston to be his father, nor did he consider his family to be his family, which was why he ejected them from the Makenzie Mansion, which he owned entirely. However, the reason was not the past William exposed about Winston, but rather that Winston was the one who liberated that boat on the water for Brian to escape with Monica to ensure he could injure William by harming Monica, allowing Winston to find the peace he sought. William would harshly punish anyone who intended to hurt his wife. As a result, Winston went to Elder Mackenzie's house because it was the only place he could stay. Mark had brought Jayla with him, who was devastated with sadness and suffering. The condition had dug such a deep pit in her heart, that she was unable to sob anymore. Brian's cruel tortures had left her daughter in critical condition in the hospital. She was given a drug by him that fully paralyzed her body and impacted her brain,
★★★★During dinner, there was a lot of noise in the castle. When they got home, the doctor gave everyone a thorough examination. After that, everyone went to their respective rooms for a long rest which their bodies required because they were all exhausted, including Danielle, who stayed up all night drinking strong coffee. Danielle took care of Cornell and baby Lucas, who slept soundly in his cradle because he had his mommy's handkerchief. Cornell had said that Lucas would never cry as long as he had something that belonged to his mother. She found that to be incredibly fascinating, and she did see it.Mr. Liam placed a cloth that belonged to Jessica next to Lucas and he did not cry, rather he had a sweet smile on his face and even responded to her words. Despite the fact that her mind was preoccupied with dread and tension, she nonetheless managed to survive the period thanks to Cornell and Lucas.The dining table was packed with buzzing folks while Lucas was sleeping in the roo
★★★★William pointed the gun towards Brian, who pulled Monica up on her feet with her hair before throwing his arm around her neck and placing a knife next to her throat as he screamed, "I will ensure that the knife goes through her throat as soon as you release the bullet. So, toss the weapon away!" Brian smirked, his tone relaxed, and there was no indication that he wanted to flee or speculate on anything else."Let go of her; I will spare your life, and your parents will also be able to escape such situations," William spoke in a chilly tone, his gaze fixed on Monica and the knife in her throat, which terrified him. He dreaded nothing, but seeing Monica in destitution was excruciating."I said throw the gun, bastard!" Brian bellowed with hateful eyes as if he was watching his sworn enemy in front of him; the individual who caused pain, shame everything, even took his love away."Alright!" William replied and tossed the gun far away from him, “Now, withdraw the knife from her. Y
★★★★ "Monica, there is no lock on the door! Would you mind trying to shatter the wall while I stand here and watch to see if anyone approaching the room? After that, I will try to break the wood and you will take my place. Aside from that, I have no idea how I would handle this circumstance," Jessica advised. Monica nodded to her, then turned to face the window and pushed the wood out as hard as she could. Even though the wood was a little old, it was still a little challenging for a woman to push. Monica was having trouble breaking it with her hand, therefore, she used the back of her arm to push the wood, which made a 'Crack!' sound. "SIGH!" Monica expelled a laborious breath since she was tired and hungry; as a result, even a simple chore exhausted her. Jessica raced over to her and began pushing the loosened wood, which still needed a little push to break. But they were both unable to, so Jessica responded, "Okay, we will push together on 3." "Now, one, two, and..." "And 3, my
★★★★ Brian supported his two hands on two long sticks which were already inside the room at the corner of the door, which demonstrated that Brian had already thought of everything for himself. He held his injured leg up in the air while walking with the help of those sticks as he led Jessica to meet the patient. The trepidation felt never-ending as if the more she walked with Brian the further the fear thrived. Jessica looked around and saw guys standing with rifles in front of that door, and just as Brian came to a halt, Jessica did as well. "OPEN THE DOOR!" Brian addressed his men in an authoritative tone as he looked sideways for Jessica, who was staring at her surroundings. Jessica fixed her gaze on the door as Brian's voice rose and she noticed his man holding the door open. Brian stepped inside first, so she didn't dilly-dally and hurried inside quickly, where she discovered Monica with her face on her knees as her legs crouched on her chest. In contrast, Monica knew Brian h
★★★★ "I am a nurse; I have been working as an intern for a week, but I seldom encounter difficulties," Jessica responded in a soft tone, portraying herself as a helpless girl so that Brian would believe she posed no threat to this area or to him. She had to be patient with her goal of finding Monica because any error may throw their strategy off track, and Brian, from what she gathered, would not mind shooting her and Monica if necessary. "What?!" The doctor was horrified that the hospital sent an intern with him instead of a skilled nurse, especially because he suggested that he required someone who was proficient in tending to the wound. "Why did not you tell me beforehand that you were not an experienced nurse?” The doctor lambasted Jessica, who had said absolutely nothing to him until now. "Dr. I apologize for it, but I expected you to ask me something, but you remained silent throughout the drive, and I couldn't have the guts to speak with you." Jessica expressed regret to the
★★★★ Jessica sat in the backseat as the Doctor drove the car to an unknown location with few lights visible from the woods. She wouldn't deny that her soul was seeping out in dread. Despite her preparation, there was concern that she was no longer capable of eliminating. There was little time left in the morning, but she didn't expect to obtain much sunshine because the weather was chilly and dismal. As they walked out the door, two armed guys approached and stated, "Before we go inside, we need to search you." "I am the doctor, and he knows me well!" the doctor grumbled, gritting his teeth. He had already taken so many risks, leaving aside the danger of being apprehended by the cops. Not only was he compelled to come here, but Brian also made threats to harm his family. "That doesn't mean we will ignore the given orders," one of them grumbled at the doctor before moving his gaze to Jessica, which immediately disgusted her, and she quickly said, "If there is no woman to search me,
★★★★“Brian asked his physician to come treat his leg over the phone. The location is on the outskirts of the city, not anywhere nearby. Well, In addition, I saw an old cottage near the forest from where the call has happened," Cornell spoke to William, who was momentarily at a loss for words, before approaching the couch and settling in next to him."How are you aware of it?” William asked, focusing his attention on the laptop where he noticed a red dot in a specific area. Though it was unclear what the location was, it appeared to be on the outskirts of town, and the forest was close by.“While traveling to Edinburgh, my mother and I learned more about Brian. And we came across that Brian met a specific doctor, with whom he typically had check-up appointments due to his rare illness. Though we aren't positive, my mother has some reservations that Brian would look for someone to get in touch with. I therefore hacked the doctor's phone number."Turning on the recording he saved fo