All Chapters of A Lifetime With Her : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

SEBASTIAN'S POINT OF VIEWMy eyes fluttered open to the muffled sound of voices speaking before me. A groan escaped my lips as I struggled to sit upright, the sound of a monitor beeping beside me. My breathing was shallow, and the bright white light overhead was harsh on my eyes until I adjusted to it. The temperature in the room was comfortable, but I knew I was in a hospital. The smell of antiseptic wafted through my nose like a gentle breeze.As my eyes scanned the room, I saw the doctor and Darla discussing something in front of me. Darla turned to look at me, her face etched with concern. "Oh, thank goodness, you're alive," she sighed in relief, moving closer to me and clasping my hand gently.I tried to speak, but my voice was hoarse from disuse. "What happened?" I croaked.Darla's eyes shone with sincerity as she explained, "Back at the café, I gave you my drink because you were coughing. Then, you started reacting strangely - coughing blood and convulsing. I immediately called

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW After my tense conversation with Monica, I hastily departed for the office, already running behind schedule for a crucial board meeting. En route, my mind kept drifting back to our exchange, particularly her parting words, which continued to echo in my thoughts. I knew I had to find a way to make her leave, no matter what it takes, because once she settles in, she will never leave.Upon arriving at the company, I swiftly made my way to the office, my focus fixed on the task at hand. As I entered the meeting room, one of the board members greeted me with a curt remark, "You're late to the meeting, CEO." his tone laced with disapproval.I chose to ignore his tone and took my seat at the helm, my authority unwavering, my expression firm. "I apologize for the delay, but I was caught up in pressing matters. Shall we proceed?" I stated, my words brooking no debate. I nodded at Florence, who was leading the briefing, to continue."Moving on to the shooting incident,"

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW When James and I arrived at the hospital, I was directed to the ICU, where Monica was being treated. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I entered the room.Monica lay in the bed, her face pale and bruised. I could see the machines beeping around her, monitoring her vital signs.I approached her bedside, feeling a mix of emotions: guilt, worry, and fear. I took her hand in mine, feeling a surge of relief when she squeezed it weakly."Monica, I'm here," I whispered, trying to hold back tears. "I'm so sorry I didn't believe you. I should have protected you."Her eyes flickered open, and she looked up at me with a weak smile. "You're here," she whispered back. "That's all that matters."I felt a lump form in my throat as I looked at her, feeling a deep sense of regret and responsibility. I vowed to myself that I would do everything in my power to keep her safe from now on."What happened?" I asked softly, my voice filled with concern.Monica's voice trem

DARLA'S POINT OF VIEW "Get back here, you fucking bitch!" Hillary yelled as I ran down the stairs. I turned to see him holding his bleeding face, rage in his eyes.I rushed to the dining table and stood behind my mom, trying to put distance between Hillary and me. "Hillary, dear, what happened?" Mrs. Delacroix asked, once she saw his face, concern etched on her face."Why don't you ask that witch right there?" Hillary yelled, pointing at me.Mrs. Delacroix's expression turned angry. "What did you do to my son?" she demanded."Your son tried to rape me!" I defended, my voice loud and shaking.The room fell silent, with all eyes on me. "What? What did you just say, Darla?" my mom muttered in disbelief."He forced himself on me and tried to sleep with me, saying it wouldn't take time," I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes.Mister Delacroix spoke up, his voice incredulous. "So, you tried to kill my son because he tried to touch you?"I scoffed, disgust on my face. "What nonsense ar

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW It's been days since Monica's discharge from the hospital, and Sophia has been doing a great job keeping an eye on her. Monica's been faking her need for a wheelchair, and Sophia's gathered evidence to prove it. Now, I need more proof before I confront Monica about her lies. I suspect she's planning something with Amaya, and as much as I hate to admit it, my mother might be my only hope at finding out. She seems to be against Amaya now and is trying to make amends.In my office, I was going through documents when James burst in. "We've found the location of the real Huangs," he said, taking a seat.I immediately put aside what I was doing and focused on what he had to say. "Where are they?" I asked, my interest piqued.“As you requested, Mister Brandford put a hold on the search for Darla to find the Huangs. We found out that they fled to Uzbekistan.” James revealed.“How long can it take me to get there?” I inquired.“A few days. I don't know, I've never been