All Chapters of Entangled In The Web Of Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

When my eyes open, I see that I'm in a hospital. There was a bandage around my shoulder but I was relieved that I was not bleeding again. Max was facing the window, he was on a call and when I grunted, he walked over to where I was.“He's awake now. Should I give him the phone?” He asked whoever was calling. He was silent for a second or two before placing the phone on my ear. “Your mother,” he said.“Spencer, are you okay? Max told me about everything that happened and I'm so worried about you,” she sobbed. Her voice cracked, an evidence that she was truly concerned about what happened to me.“Mom, I'm fine. The bullet just brushed my shoulder,” I replied.“Just brushed? That bitch shot you and you're here saying that it just brushed your shoulder. What if it didn't? I've spent so much time in silence that they think I'm still as miserable as I was before, I think it's time for me to return to LA city,’’ she said.I nearly exploded on hearing her. Returning to the city amidst this cr

I wanted so much more…So much power, so much fame…And I still wanted the woman I loved …“Are you crazy, Collins? How dare you text me after everything that you've done to Spencer?” Miriam asked me as she walked into the coffee shop that I invited her to.“It's nice to see you again, Miriam,” I smiled at her.She rolled her eyes and sat down. “Whatever you're telling me, better be quick about it and don't expect any favors from me,” she snapped.I grinned widely. She was always acting tough, trying to seal her fear and emotion. I like her for that but I wanted her to be free and open with me. I have to make her understand that I'm not the bad person here. If I could just show her the brighter side of things, then she would realize that it is me that she needs. Miriam might be acting cool but I know that she's still greedy on some things.“Relax, stop acting feisty. It doesn't suit you at all. I called you here because I've missed you,” I said.Miriam scoffed. She glared at me so har

Sweet trails of kisses wake me up from my deep sleep. I stirred up in bed and opened my eyes slowly. Spencer kissed my lips briefly and smiled at me.“Good morning, my love,” he greeted sweetly.“Acting sweet really suits you a lot,” I said and he chuckled.“Better get used to it. Meanwhile, I ordered some foodstuff while you were still sleeping,’’ he informed me.I pouted like a child, “I don't have the strength to prepare a meal right now.”“You have to stress yourself or my baby. Few weeks of attending a cooking class when I was in my early twenties is going to pay off,” he replied.“Really? You are going to make breakfast for me?” I asked excitedly.He nodded and got up from the bed. “You can come and watch me.”I giggled and joined him in the kitchen, helping him out to prepare a lemonade for our meal. However, it wasn't long until I heard Lydia calling my name.“Sydney, where are you? Oh …” she said. The last part slipped out when she saw Spencer, who was wearing an apron and co

I don't know if bringing Morgan to the city with me was a good idea but I would feel a pang of guilt if I had left her in that miserable town where she worked in that dirty bar with thugs and drunk men. I don't know why I felt suddenly attached to her. She has a charisma that I can't resist no matter how hard I try and this is someone whom I barely know up to twenty-four hours. In my mind, I hoped that this decision that I was making was the right thing and not a mistake. "So who is the one who took away your happiness?" Morgan asked all of a sudden. "His name is Aiden, he is my cousin. My parents were going to inherit the family's company when our grandfather died but his mother, Andrea, did her dirty job successfully. She killed my parents and covered it up as a fatal accident. I lost my parents and instead of mourning them alongside me, Andrea went ahead to take over the company with her son. Ever since then, I've vowed to take back what belonged to me. I never had the chance

I sat in the dark corner of the café, stirring the black coffee in front of me but barely touching it. My mind raced with thoughts of Spencer and what he had done. What he had taken from me. My fists clenched under the table at the thought of him walking away untouched, unscathed. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t right. He had humiliated me, stripped me of everything—Sydney, the baby, my family’s future. And then, the worst of it all, he hurt my mother, Andrea. That was something I could never forgive. The bell above the café door chimed, and I glanced up to see Heather walking in. She spotted me immediately and made her way over, her eyes scanning the room cautiously. Heather had always been sharp, calculating. That’s why I called her. If anyone could help me make Spencer pay, it was her. “Aiden,” she greeted, sliding into the seat across from me. “You look terrible.” “Feel worse,” I muttered, finally pushing the coffee away from me. I wasn’t in the mood for small talk, and Heather knew i