As we approached the group of people eagerly calling my name, a sense of unease washed over me, causing my stomach to tighten. The crowd seemed to blur together, and I strained to find a familiar face or any hint of recognition. My heart pounded in my chest, and a wave of anxiety threatened to engulf me entirely."Hey, Amelia! Join us for lunch!" one of them exclaimed, motioning towards an empty seat with an inviting smile.I mustered a feeble smile in return, attempting to conceal my confusion as I joined the group. Deep down, however, a gnawing feeling persisted, whispering that something was amiss. The conversations swirled around me, melding into a chaotic symphony of voices, making it increasingly difficult to focus. I yearned to regain my bearings, to make sense of this bewildering situation.Laila, perceptive as ever, took notice of my discomfort and slid down beside me, nudging me gently. "Are you okay, Amelia? You seem a little off today," she whispered, her voice filled with
All eyes in the room seemed fixated on me, as if I had uttered the most forbidden name imaginable. Confusion engulfed me as I observed the perplexed expressions directed at Laila, who stood beside me."Did I say something wrong?" I asked hesitantly, desperately seeking an explanation for the strange glares she was receiving."No, it's just that someone here lied to us, and you went along with it," a man named Mike retorted, his voice dripping with accusation.My brows furrowed in utter bewilderment. "What do you mean?" I queried, my voice tinged with genuine confusion.Mike leaned forward, his eyes boring into mine. "Cut it out, Amelia. It was fun while it lasted. I mean, our stroll down memory lane was quite the intriguing experience," he remarked, his tone laced with a hint of disappointment."I seriously have no idea where you guys are going with this," I confessed, my voice tinged with frustration. I slammed my hand on the table, unintentionally attracting the attention of other d
Amelia's POVI walked briskly along the dimly lit hallway, my mind preoccupied with the tasks ahead. Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed my arm and pulled me forcefully into a nearby room. Before I could let out a scream, a firm hand covered my mouth, stifling any sound that might escape.Instinctively, I fought back, sinking my teeth into the person's palm, eliciting a painful groan from a deep, masculine voice. As I turned around to confront my attacker, my words caught in my throat when I realized it was Liam standing before me, a mischievous grin adorning his face."Liam... what are you doing?" I managed to speak, attempting to maintain a composed and polite demeanor despite my surprise."I wanted to see you," he confessed, pulling me into a tight embrace.I shuddered slightly, trying to extract myself from his warm hold. Conflicting emotions surged through me. Did he truly miss me? But how could that be? I barely knew him!Suppressing the urge to unleash my frustration on him, I remi
Amelia strolled leisurely along the well-lit corridor of the bustling office, savouring each delectable bite of her glazed doughnut. The tantalising aroma filled the air as she made her way, a small indulgence amid her busy day. As she approached a closed door, a muffled commotion reached her ears, piquing her curiosity.Intrigued, Amelia's curiosity propelled her to investigate further. She reached out, slowly pushing open the door, which yielded effortlessly, as if inviting her inside. Peering through the narrow opening, she caught sight of Claudia, her colleague, engaged in an animated conversation over the telephone. A hint of jubilation adorned Claudia's countenance, her voice infused with delight."No need for that again," Claudia's melodic voice chimed, punctuated by an enchanting giggle. "Everything is fine now."Amelia's brows furrowed inquisitively. What was Claudia referring to? Who was she conversing with on the other end of the line? Clutching her doughnut, Amelia remaine
Liam's POVI stood frozen, unable to comprehend the sight before my eyes. It was her—the woman who had caused so much pain in my heart, the very reason my father was no longer with us, and the catalyst for the shattering of my happiness.This woman, my own mother, had stripped away everything from me. Once upon a time, I had loved her unconditionally, but now she stood before me as the embodiment of betrayal and abandonment. Without a second thought, she had denied me, casting me aside to suffer and start anew with her new family.My heart burned with a mix of anger and sorrow as I watched her, knowing that her presence alone was enough to ignite past hatred within me. If only I could erase the encounter from my memory, particularly in this fragile state that fills me with sadness.But what had happened to her? Why was she in such a condition? In spite of my lingering resentment, I couldn't help but feel a surge of concern and compassion for the vulnerable, weakened figure before me.
Time seemed to stretch endlessly as the days turned into weeks, each passing moment heavy with anticipation. Today was the day my mother's surgery finally arrived, bringing with it a mix of hope and anxiety that swirled within me.As I held my mother's hand tightly, a surge of emotions washed over me.The weight of responsibility settled upon my shoulders, mingling with a newfound sense of determination. I had to ensure that my mother received the best possible care, no matter the cost. The echoes of the doctor's words reverberated in my mind, emphasizing the urgency of the situation.Moments later, a team of medical professionals hurried into the room, their faces displaying a mix of surprise and urgency. They assessed my mother's condition, whispering amongst themselves, while I watched with bated breath, praying for a glimmer of hope."We need to begin the operation immediately," the lead surgeon declared, his voice filled with a sense of urgency. "Prepare the operating room, gathe
Liam’s PerspectiveI felt a gentle touch on my cheek, accompanied by a tender voice calling my name. Tears welled up in my eyes, defying my efforts to hold them back. My mom was finally here, by my side. I wished my dad could be here too.But as her voice filled my ears, memories of the past flooded my mind, bringing forth a sudden wave of resentment towards my mom. How could I forget? She was the one who shattered my childhood, leaving my dad and me behind to suffer. I shouldn't be feeling happy to see her."You're not my son! I'll never be your son!" I yelled out suddenly, caught up in the overwhelming frustration that resonated in my voice. My mom seemed taken aback by my outburst, and I could see the pain in her eyes. But I refused to let it show that her presence affected me. How could I forgive her for abandoning us years ago, starting a new family?"Whose son?" a voice came from behind, jolting me back to reality. I glanced over at my mom, still unconscious. It was all in my he
The revelation of Amelia's plans to move into her own apartment hit me like a bolt of lightning, jolting me out of my anger-induced haze. The weight of my assumptions and misplaced expectations began to settle heavily upon my shoulders. I had let my insecurities and resentment blind me to the truth, tarnishing what could have been a joyous celebration.The realization dawned on me that Amelia had never intended to undermine our relationship or belittle my role in her life. Instead, she saw me as a friend and valued my support and kindness. The magnitude of my overreaction became painfully apparent, and I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of regret for my actions.Amelia's eyes searched mine, filled with concern and confusion. I took a moment to collect my thoughts, realizing that I needed to apologize for my behavior and the hurtful words I had hurled at her. It was time to rectify the situation and salvage what remained of the evening."I'm sorry, Amelia," I finally managed to say,
Claudia POVThis can't be; how can Amelia be pregnant for the boss? No, I can't let this happen. I can't let her give birth to those children, or else everything is over, and Liam won't be mine."Hello," Claudia dialed a number with murder on her mind."I have a job for you, and this time you can't mess up," Claudia tells the person on the line."Amelia, I promise you, your end is near," Claudia smirks.Liam organized a party to announce the good news of his babies' arrival and also proposed to Amelia at the party."I can't wait for tonight," Liam tells Elliot."Yeah, I can't wait to see you on your knees saying, 'Will you marry me?'" Elliot mocked, making Liam playfully hit him with a pillow."Will you marry me?" Elliot continued teasing Liam as he chased him with a pillow.Elliot ran fast as Liam chased him from behind, and he threw the pillow at Elliot, but he dodged it, causing it to hit Amelia from behind."Hey, be careful!" Amelia yelled at him."Are you okay?" Elliot asked."Ye
Liam opened his eyes, and relief washed over him when he saw his stepbrother lying lifeless on the ground, soaked in his own blood."Yes, I didn't miss my target," a guy said from behind, and Liam's eyes brightened when he recognized Elliot's voice."Elliot!" Liam called out to his real brother, who had shot his stepbrother from behind, just as the police officers started chasing the goons."Hey, love, your real brother is here to save you," Elliot sheepishly smiled, having overheard everything Liam's stepbrother had said."You," Liam chuckled but immediately remembered Amelia."Amelia!" He rushed over to her and carried her up."Let's take her to the hospital quickly," Liam said, and with Amelia in his arms, he and Elliot ran out.They arrived at the hospital, and Amelia was immediately taken to the operating room to remove the bullet."She's gonna be fine," Elliot assured Liam, who was praying silently."I pray so," Liam muttered.The doctor emerged from the room, and Liam approache
Liam was informed that his mother had already passed away before reaching the hospital, and this news filled him with rage."Did the kidnappers send you any message, Mr. Scott?" asked the police officer while Liam and Elliot were at the police station.All attention shifted to Liam's phone when it suddenly started ringing."It's probably the kidnappers," Elliot remarked, taking the phone from Liam and putting it on speaker."You're the well-known billionaire, Liam Scott," a mysterious male voice declared, receiving no response. The police immediately began tracking the caller's location."Who is this?" Liam engaged the person in conversation to help the police trace him."I know you have the police tracking my location right now," the caller said, leaving everyone shocked. Liam scanned the area for potential eavesdroppers."No need for that. If you ever want to see your little girlfriend again, you will come alone to the address I just sent you," the caller threatened, and a message w
It had been weeks since Amelia moved out of Liam's mansion. During this time, they had grown even closer and had shared an intimate night together when they were both drunk.Liam was relaxing on the couch in Amelia's apartment while she busied herself in the kitchen."What are you up to there?" Liam asked, curious about her prolonged kitchen activity."I'm making Korean corn dogs!" Amelia exclaimed with excitement."Really? Let me see," Liam said, standing up and heading towards the kitchen."No, no, no," Amelia protested, trying to block his path into the kitchen."Why not, Teddy?" Liam chuckled, trying to sneak a peek at what she was cooking."Please, Liam, just leave," Amelia pleaded, but he playfully held onto her waist."You know I love it when you call me by my name," Liam said with a smile, using his hand to caress her cheek. His touch sent shivers down her spine, making her bite her lip."You look sexy when you bite your lips," Liam whispered into her ear, causing Amelia to le
The revelation of Amelia's plans to move into her own apartment hit me like a bolt of lightning, jolting me out of my anger-induced haze. The weight of my assumptions and misplaced expectations began to settle heavily upon my shoulders. I had let my insecurities and resentment blind me to the truth, tarnishing what could have been a joyous celebration.The realization dawned on me that Amelia had never intended to undermine our relationship or belittle my role in her life. Instead, she saw me as a friend and valued my support and kindness. The magnitude of my overreaction became painfully apparent, and I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of regret for my actions.Amelia's eyes searched mine, filled with concern and confusion. I took a moment to collect my thoughts, realizing that I needed to apologize for my behavior and the hurtful words I had hurled at her. It was time to rectify the situation and salvage what remained of the evening."I'm sorry, Amelia," I finally managed to say,
Liam’s PerspectiveI felt a gentle touch on my cheek, accompanied by a tender voice calling my name. Tears welled up in my eyes, defying my efforts to hold them back. My mom was finally here, by my side. I wished my dad could be here too.But as her voice filled my ears, memories of the past flooded my mind, bringing forth a sudden wave of resentment towards my mom. How could I forget? She was the one who shattered my childhood, leaving my dad and me behind to suffer. I shouldn't be feeling happy to see her."You're not my son! I'll never be your son!" I yelled out suddenly, caught up in the overwhelming frustration that resonated in my voice. My mom seemed taken aback by my outburst, and I could see the pain in her eyes. But I refused to let it show that her presence affected me. How could I forgive her for abandoning us years ago, starting a new family?"Whose son?" a voice came from behind, jolting me back to reality. I glanced over at my mom, still unconscious. It was all in my he
Time seemed to stretch endlessly as the days turned into weeks, each passing moment heavy with anticipation. Today was the day my mother's surgery finally arrived, bringing with it a mix of hope and anxiety that swirled within me.As I held my mother's hand tightly, a surge of emotions washed over me.The weight of responsibility settled upon my shoulders, mingling with a newfound sense of determination. I had to ensure that my mother received the best possible care, no matter the cost. The echoes of the doctor's words reverberated in my mind, emphasizing the urgency of the situation.Moments later, a team of medical professionals hurried into the room, their faces displaying a mix of surprise and urgency. They assessed my mother's condition, whispering amongst themselves, while I watched with bated breath, praying for a glimmer of hope."We need to begin the operation immediately," the lead surgeon declared, his voice filled with a sense of urgency. "Prepare the operating room, gathe
Liam's POVI stood frozen, unable to comprehend the sight before my eyes. It was her—the woman who had caused so much pain in my heart, the very reason my father was no longer with us, and the catalyst for the shattering of my happiness.This woman, my own mother, had stripped away everything from me. Once upon a time, I had loved her unconditionally, but now she stood before me as the embodiment of betrayal and abandonment. Without a second thought, she had denied me, casting me aside to suffer and start anew with her new family.My heart burned with a mix of anger and sorrow as I watched her, knowing that her presence alone was enough to ignite past hatred within me. If only I could erase the encounter from my memory, particularly in this fragile state that fills me with sadness.But what had happened to her? Why was she in such a condition? In spite of my lingering resentment, I couldn't help but feel a surge of concern and compassion for the vulnerable, weakened figure before me.
Amelia strolled leisurely along the well-lit corridor of the bustling office, savouring each delectable bite of her glazed doughnut. The tantalising aroma filled the air as she made her way, a small indulgence amid her busy day. As she approached a closed door, a muffled commotion reached her ears, piquing her curiosity.Intrigued, Amelia's curiosity propelled her to investigate further. She reached out, slowly pushing open the door, which yielded effortlessly, as if inviting her inside. Peering through the narrow opening, she caught sight of Claudia, her colleague, engaged in an animated conversation over the telephone. A hint of jubilation adorned Claudia's countenance, her voice infused with delight."No need for that again," Claudia's melodic voice chimed, punctuated by an enchanting giggle. "Everything is fine now."Amelia's brows furrowed inquisitively. What was Claudia referring to? Who was she conversing with on the other end of the line? Clutching her doughnut, Amelia remaine