The sound of impact reverberated through the space as Allora's body tumbled down several flights of stairs, her vulnerable form battered and bruised at every turn. The torment of the fall seemed never-ending, and she could not do anything to stop it.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Allora landed heavily on the hard floor below. The pain was excruciating, and she could feel the warmth of her own blood flowing from a deep wound on her head.
Her body trembled with the shock of the fall, her senses dulled by the intense agony.
Lying amidst the aftermath of violence, Allora fought to stay conscious, but the pain was overwhelming, making her vision blur and her head spin. The world around her seemed to fade into a hazy darkness as her strength waned.
Just as everything began to fade to black, she caught a glimpse of Mason rushing over to the scene. But her hope was crushed as he strode past her, his attention solely fixed on Kylie.
He cradled Kylie in his arms, concern etched on his face, and without a second thought, he carried her away from the bloodied and broken figure lying on the floor.
**
In the hospital…
"Miss, you can't go in there! The patient is still very weak and needs rest."
"I know Allora is in there. You can't stop me!"
Allora heard a commotion and struggled to open her eyes.
Turning her head, she watched as Marina Bryant pushed the nurse away and stomped over to her, glaring ferociously with murderous intent.
"Allora, you vile woman! Kylie's been struggling with recovery. How dare you push her down the stairs! Just you wait and see. Mason won't let you get away with this!"
Allora, still weak, struggled to sit up. "I did not push her; she pushed me!"
Marina sniffed. She did not trust Allora at all. "No one will believe your nonsense! Kylie comes from a rich family. Why would she hurt a lowly country girl like you? You are just jealous because my brother loves her!"
Allora, unable to defend herself, searched desperately for clues that could prove her innocence.
As Mason entered the room, the air seemed to grow heavier with tension. Allora's eyes flickered with a glimmer of hope as she looked up at him, as though he was her last chance at salvation, the only one who could understand the truth amidst the chaos.
"Mason, please," she pleaded, her voice trembling, "I did not hurt Kylie. You have to believe me!"
But Mason's gaze remained cold and distant, his face etched with a mixture of anger and doubt. His voice, when he finally spoke, carried a strain that Allora had never heard before. "Allora, that's enough. I do not want to hear your excuses. Wrongdoings deserve to be punished."
Allora's heart sank like a stone. She had never imagined she would be in a situation like this, accused of something so heinous, a pawn in a cruel game orchestrated by someone else.
Tears welled up in Allora's eyes, but she refused to let them fall. "I swear, Mason, I did not do anything. Kylie's fall, it was not my doing. You have to believe me."
But her words seemed to fall on deaf ears as Mason's resolve remained unyielding. "Kylie's kidney was seriously damaged by the fall, and yours is the only match," he stated, his voice carrying a weight of inevitability.
Allora's mind reeled at the revelation, the cruel twist of fate that had thrown her into this nightmarish situation. She had never expected her love and her life to be manipulated in such a way.
The realization that Kylie's life now depended on her kidney left her feeling trapped and cornered.
"Why are you doing this? How can you believe her over me?" Allora's voice wavered with both hurt and confusion.
"Yes!" Marina shouted. "You damaged Kylie's kidney, so you should compensate her with one of yours!"
Allora's heart pounded fiercely in her chest, the rush of adrenaline surging through her veins, as Marina's accusation hit her like a lightning bolt. The audacity of the claim left her speechless, her mind racing to comprehend the level of deception and manipulation at play.
"I-I did not do anything!" Allora stammered, her voice tinged with shock and fear. "You can't seriously believe this!"
But Mason stood silent. Allora's desperate plea fell on deaf ears, drowned out by the chaos and the desperation that now filled the room.
With a wicked gleam in her eyes, Marina's voice grew harsh and commanding. "Take her to the operating room! If she's innocent, the tests will prove it. But if she's guilty, she'll have to face the consequences."
The bodyguards moved swiftly, surrounding Allora with an iron grip, holding her hands and feet, restricting any chance of escape. Panic surged through Allora as she struggled against their hold, her mind racing for a way out of this nightmare.
"You can't do this! This is madness!" Allora cried, her voice desperate and laced with the sheer terror of the situation. "Please, Mason, you know me! You know I would never harm anyone."
But Mason remained torn, unsure of whom to believe or whom to trust. The woman before him, pleading for her life, seemed like a stranger caught in a web of deception.
"You have no right to do this!" But no matter how much Allora yelled, they did not let go of her.
Panicking, she turned to her husband. "Mason!"
Allora hoped that her husband would do something, but Mason just stood there indifferently, as though he approved of Marina's actions.
Allora was utterly hopeless.
Any love she still had for Mason died.
That was it. Their marriage had been a one-woman show from beginning to end. Clearly, there was no love for Allora in Mason's heart.
He would believe anything Kylie said, while refusing to believe Allora.
Allora wouldn't rely on him anymore.
"Fine! You all want me to give her my kidney? Well, I'd like to see how badly Kylie is hurt!"
Allora's vision was blurred by tears of frustration and betrayal, but she refused to back down. She had to see the truth for herself.
With her adrenaline-fueled burst of energy, Allora managed to break free from the grip of the bodyguards, who were momentarily caught off guard by her sudden determination. She rushed toward the operating room, her mind swirling with questions and suspicions.
She forced her way past the medical personnel, ignoring their protests, her gaze locked on the figure lying on the operating table. It was Kylie, just as Mason had claimed, but something did not add up. Kylie was awake, her eyes wide with surprise at Allora's unexpected entrance.
"You are awake?" Allora spat, her voice dripping with anger. "And you do not seem to be dying, as Mason said!"
Kylie's expression faltered for a moment, and a flicker of guilt flashed across her face before she quickly composed herself. "Allora, I... I did not want things to go this far," she stammered, attempting to play the victim.
Just then, Mason stormed into the operating room, his face a mix of confusion and anger. He had witnessed Allora's unexpected outburst, and the truth seemed to dawn on him.
Allora's anger surged even more, the betrayal cutting deep. "You orchestrated all of this, did not you? Accusing me of hurting you to get my kidney! How could you be so heartless?"
Allora turned around and sneered at Mason, who followed her. "Is this the serious injury you were talking about?"
Mason looked past Allora into the operating room and frowned.
"Mason, why is she here? I am so scared..." Kylie whimpered, her eyes brimming with tears.
Mason did not have time to think too much about it. Reaching out to stop Allora, he said, "Allora, enough."
But Allora did not want to hear anything Mason had to say. She walked passed him, approached the operating table and slapped Kylie hard.
SLAP!
The crisp sound echoed through the room.
Kylie's face instantly turned red and began to swell. Before Kylie could react, Allora ripped off Kylie's surgical uniform.
There was no wound at all, just a few bruises.
Mason glowered.
Allora had already guessed that even though Kylie wanted to fake an injury, she wouldn't actually hurt herself too badly. Kylie had also landed on Allora, meaning it would have been impossible for her to be seriously injured from the fall.
"What the hell is going on?" Mason asked coldly.
He was not stupid; he could tell that something was wrong with Kylie's injury.
The remaining color drained from Kylie's face, and in a panicked voice, she tried to explain. "I... I do not know either. I have been in a coma ever since Allora pushed me down the stairs. I just woke up. What kidney? The doctor must have made a mistake!"
"Wow, what a convenient mistake! If I hadn't exposed your trick just now, I would have lost a kidney!" Allora glared at Kylie.
"Nonsense!" Kylie looked at Mason. "Do not trust her, Mason! It was Allora who pushed me!"
Mason's intense gaze bore into Kylie like a piercing flame, causing her to tremble under the weight of his anger. His sudden display of fury was enough to send shivers down her spine, and the realization of the grave mistake she had made filled her with regret.
But as he turned to face Allora, his eyes softened, a glimmer of regret and remorse evident in them. "I will find out the truth and give you an explanation. You will be compensated with whatever you want," he promised, his voice filled with urgency.
However, the once passionate love Allora had felt for Mason now felt like a distant memory, replaced by a numbness that seemed to engulf her entirely. She had grown weary of the endless cycle of disappointment and hurt, the empty promises that never materialized into actions.
The weight of Mason's words now fell flat on her heart, the assurance of compensation meaning nothing to her shattered soul. The pain of betrayal ran deep, leaving scars that no amount of material offerings could ever heal.
"No need," Allora muttered bitterly, her voice laced with resignation. "What I want is to divorce you!"
The words hung heavy in the air, the finality of her decision echoing like a haunting melody. Allora had reached her breaking point, and the love that once bound them was now replaced by a desire for freedom and peace.The room seemed to suffocate with tension as the truth of their broken marriage hung like a specter in the air. The love story that had once held so much promise was now a tangled web of lies and deceit.Mason was shocked. He looked at her as though she was a stranger. It was the first time in three years that he was trying to understand what was on her mind.But Allora did not care anymore.With a heavy heart, Allora turned away from the man she once loved, the tears in her eyes a testament to the pain and sorrow she felt. The love she had once cherished was now a bittersweet memory, and as she walked away, she vowed to rebuild her life with the strength and resilience that had carried her through the darkest of times.The room remained cloaked in silence, the aftermat
Once again, Allora opened her eyes.This time, she was not in a ward, alone. She was in a warm and luxurious bedroom."Finally, after being away from home for three years, you are back. Why would you do this for a man?"Recognizing the voice, Allora turned her head.A tall, strong-looking man was sitting beside the bed. His face was handsome, and he radiated authority.At the sight of family, Allora burst into tears."Uncle Rowan, I was wrong. I never should have left home. I shouldn't have hurt you for an unworthy man. I am so sorry."Rowan Torres, an official in the army, softened when he saw his favorite niece crying. He held her patiently as she sobbed."It is okay. It is good to have you back!" Rowan said gently. "Lorrie, your parents died in an accident, and you were lost in the countryside. We tried so hard to find you. You are the treasure of the Torres family. We won't let anyone hurt you!"Just then, a greying man entered the bedroom. It was Aldo Torres, the owner of Univers
2 years later…Her eyelids gently trembled, responding to the caress of the cool morning breeze that delicately kissed her exposed skin, while a quilt modestly concealed the other half of her body.Her eyes struggled to open, but her other senses were acutely aware. Outside the window, a chorus of cheerful birdsong filled the air, signaling the arrival of a new day.The subtle fragrance of a familiar male cologne lingered in the room, intertwining with the soft, fresh breeze that gently swept over her skin, causing delightful goosebumps to rise.Her heart seemed to have a mind of its own, beating rapidly in response to the presence of someone she knew well. Slowly, the fog of sleep lifted, and her brain began to register her surroundings. As her vision cleared, memories of the previous night flooded back - wild memories of passion and connection shared with her ex-husband.She realized that the coming days would be filled with difficult decisions and emotional challenges, but for now,
**After the office hours were over, Sharon took Allora shopping for a new dress for the party. To her horror, Sharon chose a beige-colored bodycon dress with full net sleeves, making her fitted appearance stand out."Are you crazy? I am not wearing that dress. You know short dresses, and especially body-hugging ones, are not for me," Allora said in disbelief. She never expected her best friend not to know her clothing preferences."Oh, you always dress like an old lady in loose clothes, and the place we're going has a dress code. Oh... we have to buy sandals too." Sharon hustled her into the trial room.'You've seen worse in your life, and I want to make you forget the shit you went through for that asshole,' Sharon thought.Going to the party was just an excuse to get her out of her shell."Oh, you always dress like an old lady in loose clothes, and the place we're going has a dress code. Oh... we have to buy sandals too," Sharon hustled her into the trial room.'You've seen wors
With a threatening glare, he motioned for her to get in the car, and she obeyed, too terrified to resist any longer. The once familiar vehicle now felt like a suffocating cage.As the engine roared to life, the car began to move, taking her away from the safety of the club and deeper into the unknown. Her mind raced with a million questions, and yet, she knew better than to challenge him further.Inside the car, a tense silence enveloped them, broken only by the sound of Allora's shaky breaths.Her heart raced as Mason accelerated the car, making her grip the seat in fear. The sensation of speed overwhelmed her, and every turn felt like a whirlwind of terror. Allora tried to find strength within herself, but the fear was overwhelming, suffocating her every thought.Mason not iced her fear but showed no signs of concern or remorse. Instead, he smirked to himself, relishing the power he had over her emotions. The thrill of her vulnerability seemed to fuel him."Still the same, huh?" he
She could not help but smile at the sight of him, feeling a rush of warmth spread through her like a cozy embrace. Nestling on the bed, she curled up like a contented kitten, savoring the moment as she watched him with admiration.His cold eyes locked onto hers, and the weight of his words was enough to crush the little dream she had been holding onto."I see you are still the bitch you were back then."He did not mean it, right?The hurt in her heart was palpable, and she struggled to find the right words to defend herself. But he did not seem to care about her feelings as he continued, "A desperate woman like you, who can sleep with her ex-husband, can not imagine being around any man."Her vulnerability turned into a mix of anger and sadness. She wanted to explain that the night they spent together was an attempt to find closure, but she knew it would be futile. He had already made up his mind, and there was no room for understanding or empathy.'How can he do this to me?' she
"The whole night I did not sleep, worried where he took her, but her phone and purse were just with me," she added.Sharon.Elijah frowned and said, "but she was alone when I saw her, noI saw Mason nowhere."“What can you expect from a donkey who left his wife after inducing her to have an abortion,” she said."And now?" Elijah questioned taking a sip of tea.“I have already asked her parents for today's stay, let her rest and then maybe she'll talk, you know, unless she wants to no one can make her talk”, Sharon said as she looked at the sleeping Allora.“So, I will see you two at the office tomorrow, let me know if you need anything,” Elijah said.When Sharon went to wake Allora, she screamed. She was lying on the ground with blood oozing from her slashed wrist. She immediately called Elijah and they took her to the hospital.“Elijah, since I am indebted to you once, I will not report you to the police, you know the rules”, said his friend who was a doctor."She is not in danger
He once again looks around at the somber faces as he lingers for a few seconds over the couple at the back of the room and then says "Well good luck and good morning to you all" with that he leaves the room.I have seen that woman before somewhere and why does this guy look familiar too, Mason thought as he left the room."Did not you say he was unemployed and struggling with his poor restaurant business?" Sharon asked Allora.Sharon, Allora and Elijah were sitting in the cafeteria."Yes, he had this restaurant together with his best friend, it was running downhill and many times I helped him financially," said Allora, grabbing her hair."How the hell does he get into a management job in just two years?" Sharon scoffed.Elijah was quiet and deep in thought while Allora was confused as to how Mason climbed the ladder in his career."It does not make sense to me, why does this happen to me? My work is my heaven, where I felt alive and now I have to face the person I wanted to never se
When Rayan cleared his throat, Mason realized he was raping Allora in front of his father and son. He immediately straightens up and looks around, except for Allora."Do you want her to wear this?" Rayan asked, to which Allora's mother responded, "Come on Rayan, he's her husband. If he does not have a problem, what are you upset about? My daughter looks beautiful" when said Allora just blushed and lowered her head. head."We must?" Mason asked, feeling uncomfortable taking his wife out on a date and being afraid of her father."Do not forget to drop her off before 11," added Rayan, but again his wife responded, "stop it, she's not a teenager and she's seeing her husband.""He may have won you over, but son, it is still a long way to earn my trust," Rayan replied, looking at Mason with a challenge."I am ready to wait until you can trust me," he cleverly dodges the topic of leaving Allora ahead of time.The next stop was Sharon's house. Sharon was also dressed for the occasion, and
"I shook my head not to come at 6:30 pm. I need time to get dressed, so pick me up at 8 pm I say," she replied with a frown.A familiar smile soon graced Sharon's face as Mason and Allora left for the car."I am sorry, Allora," Mason said for the umpteenth time since that day."I know," was Allora's quick reply."I know you need time to forgive me for suspecting you of having an affair with Daniel and making you abort our child," he pleaded while they were alone in the elevator."It still pains me that you think that way about me. I can understand why your mother would want to create a problem between us, but how can you believe her?" she said."How is your mother now?" she asked instead of waiting for an answer.She knows what happened, she can not change it, nor can she be hostile towards Ruby now that she was paying for her sins. Although she came out of the coma, there was still a long way to go before she regained control over her body. If it weren't for Noah being there for he
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"Yes, we managed to save the mother and child. Congratulations on the boy.""We'll be moving your wife to the ward shortly. She's under anesthesia and will wake up later." With that, the doctor was out of sight.Mason was still in a daze when Daniel tapped him on the shoulder enthusiastically."The freak is a father now," he chuckled, looking at Mason."Am I a father? Son?" he giggled like a teenager realizing it."I am a father to a prince," he cried, hugging his friend in ecstasy. "Shhh..." were the numerous responses they received in return.Allora was taken outside and transferred to her ward, as told by the doctor. Mason was looking intently at his unconscious wife and stroking her pale cheek. It was when the door opened that he saw a nurse carrying a bundle. He froze as he caught sight of movement, realizing the nurse had brought her son to him. He hesitantly looked at Allora, as he did not know how he was supposed to hold his son. What if he hurt you by mistake?Danie
Allora was frozen in place even when Elijah lay unconscious on the floor. Pain, anger, frustration and every emotion rushed through her. She did not know what would happen to her or how she would deal with the consequences of going through so much, but she could not care less. She was tired of being the damsel, with people breaking her trust. At that moment, something snapped inside her. She was so overwhelmed that she did not ice the absence of her baby kicking inside her and a gurgling ache running down her spine. She did not even not ice Daniel approaching and untying her hands. She did not hear him speaking to her quickly. All she could feel was a sudden wave of pain shooting through her back and abdomen.A heart-rending scream ripped from her mouth as her body gave in, resisting the waves of pain through her body. For a moment, the room was blank for her; the only sound she could hear was her racing heartbeat. She knew she was going to hit the floor at any moment, but two arm
One, he was already injured, and two, he wanted to drain Elijah of his energy and deplete him before striking him with his blow. He quickly took two steps back creating a safe distance between them that only pissed off the latter. The normally calm Elijah was overshadowed by jealousy seeing something in Allora's eyes for Mason that he was desperately trying for himself, love and concern. He threw two consecutive punches, which Mason easily dodged, before Elijah turned to land a hook to his throat, only for him to duck in time."You can not force love on people, Elijah. Even if I was not there, you still wouldn't be able to win her heart," Mason muttered, earning a snarl from Elijah.The angrier he gets, the more he uses up his energy. Exhausting him and then attacking him was his strategy. With everything that had happened so far, he realized that Elijah was a calculating and controlled person, and now, his rage was blinding his senses."Even if I die, she will still be called Mrs. M
“You know I would have liked you if you weren't a part of Allora's life,” Elijah said genuinely and the look in his eyes supported his words.“The feeling is mutual Mr. Johnson. If you weren't the reason for her pain.""Since this will be your last moment, I will ignore all your futile attempts to provoke me," Elijah replied. He made him stop in front of a door and encouraged him to open it. The first sight Mason caught was the glimpse of Allora's face that was unusually red. When he got closer, he not iced that they were handprints. He growled and glared at Elijah.“How dare you slap her?” he screamed and did not care if he got shot. He marched toward it, but stopped in the lane when he saw Elijah pointed at Allora.Allora, who until now had thought she would hallucinate when she saw Mason, opened her eyes in disbelief. She whispered his name, which caught both their attention."Allora", he waited 3 months to see his wife, call her, but never in his nightmare did he expect to find
"Let me go," she started to struggle to get out of the jeep, but Mason's grip on her wrist was strong. The next moment, Ronam started the jeep and drove towards the same forest.During the entire journey, Zara Helena pretended she did not know anything and was again playing the victim card. She tried several times to convince him and yelled at him to let her go. It was only when Mason threatened her with a knife that she blanched. Her breath hitched when she saw them enter the forest.“Did you like the place?” Mason asked her as the jeep pulled up to the edge of the woods.“Why did you bring me here?” she asked in response.“You know the answer to that Zara Helena, do not you?” he stared at her in disgust."I-," she wanted to deny it, but Mason cut her off, "You still want to deny it.Mommy is awake," that sentence was enough to take her breath away."And," he continued, "Dan told me about the divorce too.""Please believe me. He... I did not do anything, I did not kill your mothe
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