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"Do I look okay?" Amelia twirled around in front of Ethan, showing off her baby blue knee-length flared dress. The dress was short sleeved with a v neckline. It was simple but elegant. She didn't want to overdress while going to meet Ethan's family. "You look beautiful, angel." Came Ethan's reply but Amelia rolled her eyes. "I have changed about five times and you still said I look beautiful. I want an honest opinion Ethan." Amelia frowned at him as he sat on the bed lazily, scrolling over his phone. "Babe… everything looks nice on you. It doesn't matter what you've worn. You're beautiful. That dress looks good on you too… shall we go now?" "I can see right through you…. You're just tired of waiting for me to dress up." Amelia glared at Ethan with a cute pout on her lips. Ethan chuckled then got up, locking eyes with Amelia, "indeed, you've taken forever but I'm being honest. You look ravishing." He was already dressed in a white golf t-shirt and black jeans. A rolex watc
Ethan froze in shock as different emotions swirled in his mind. Confusion, doubt and then happiness. He was confused as to why his father's stance had suddenly changed because he knew his old man could be stubborn. Then he doubted if this was real… if he was really supporting his decision for the first time in his life. But then Ethan could feel his father's sincerity. He really didn't intend to interfere with his love life, thank fuck. A smile easily found its way on his face. "Thank you dad. You don't know what this means to me." Ethan finally said after a few minutes of mulling over Daniel's words. "Come on son. What's with that expression? Am I that terrible? You thought I would deny you a shot at happiness when I can see how bright it made you look?" Daniel sounded hurt. "It's just that you've always been strict with me. Never had anything been my choice in the past. I knew you always followed rules but I didn't want to get married like that." Daniel's eyes rounded and
Days passed and they soon turned into weeks. Two reporters from CT entertainment stood outside the high court, streaming live. "Hello everyone. We are here at the high court to witness the final verdict of the former CEO of Royal group, Jake Stallion." One male reporter said while looking at the camera ahead. "My name is Dean Gibson and this is my colleague, Angela Robertson." He said, introducing his friend. "Thousands of people have shown up to give Amelia moral support. They are all so remorseful for the trauma they might have caused her after learning the real truth. Everyone thought Amelia was Jake's mistress but soon, a plot twist occurred and the real villains were exposed. It turns out the singer, Cheryl Miller was the real mistress and she also participated in the murder of Anita Stallion by paying someone to poison her slowly." "Ladies and gentlemen, this situation shows us to not be quick at jumping to conclusions. Amelia was the victim in all this. After all the a
"Ethan hurry!" Amelia yelled as she tried to call Owen's grade teacher. They had rushed out of the courtroom immediately to check on Owen. "I have sent Albert to the school… I'm sure they will reach on time." Ethan said as he stepped on the gas. "Fuck!" Amelia cussed when the call ended without anyone answering. Her heart was pounding hard in her chest at the thought of something happening to Owen. The car soon came to a stop and Amelia glared at Ethan, "seriously?!" Ethan pointed ahead with his chin, "there's traffic." Amelia looked ahead and found that it was indeed true. They were unfortunately stuck in traffic and they were in the middle of a highway with no way of turning back. "Maybe I should get out and run to the school." "You can't run that far angel." Ethan said as he looked around looking for a solution. "Are you telling me to just sit here for an hour when Owen is probably in danger?" "Are you going to reach him on time if you run all the way?" Ethan cou
"I told you I had a bad feeling but you insisted on staying now Owen has been taken!" Amelia screamed on top of her voice with her chest rising and falling due to anger. "Really? You're blaming me now? How was I supposed to know he would be taken from the park?" Ethan countered in frustration. They had gone back to the mansion as the tech team tried to recover the amusement park's footage that had been deleted. "You heard that bitch! She warned us but you still chose to go to the park knowing Owen was in danger!" Amelia hissed. She knew she was being unreasonable but she wanted someone to vent her anger on at that moment. "I thought it would be ok if we kept our eyes on him. I didn't anticipate that he would run off. He wanted to go have fun and I just granted his request." "Oh, now it's Owen's fault that he got kidnapped?!" Amelia snapped. "What?! When did I say that? Stop twisting my words!" "Huh? I can't believe you're very calm given the circumstances, while Owen is v
Ethan was frustrated with the slow progress. They had been at it for hours and yet no results came through. "All of you are a bunch of incompetent fools! You all are getting free money in my company if you can't even retrieve a hacked video!" He roared. "Fuck!" Ethan kicked a couch, making the tech team flinch. "Ethan, calm down! They can't work with you pressuring them like this!" Lucas yelled at him. Ethan hissed, "I'm going to check on my wife." When he got upstairs, his heart did a somersault in his chest when he found the bedroom empty. Amelia was nowhere to be seen. He checked the bathroom, trying to convince himself that she hadn't done anything reckless but he knew he was lying to himself. She had defied him and left to search for Owen without knowing where he was being kept. He ran out of the bedroom and his eyes wandered to the window. "No… she wouldn't." He was in denial but the evidence was right there in front of him. Amelia had climbed out of the window
Pain. That was all Amelia could feel when she came to. There was no part of her body that didn't ache. She felt like she had been hit by a truck. Her throat felt parched which made her cough a little, albeit with difficulty. "Finally… I was starting to get bored, you know. Took you long enough to wake up." A familiar voice brought her back to the present. Amelia looked up and found herself face to face with Annastasia Miller, whose face had a vicious expression and she was staring at her with resentment. "You…" Amelia choked and panicked. Her eyes searched for Owen and she found him sleeping on a couch in the room they were in. Her heart squeezed painfully at the sight. "Why are you doing this?" Amelia said through gritted teeth. She was tied to a chair with a strong rope, making it hard for her to break free. "Why am I doing this, you ask? Guess," Annastasia chuckled as she paced in the room. The room looked like a carpenter's workshop with a table and all the tools on
Amelia had recalled how the unfortunate incident had led to an unwanted pregnancy. The looks of disdain she had received back then had plunged her into depression. To make matters worse, it wasn't an easy pregnancy. She was diagnosed with placenta previa so most of her time was spent in bed and she was always bleeding. After the most traumatizing labor for an 18 year old, she lost consciousness for a few days and woke up with no memories of having been pregnant or given birth. Her parents must have seen it fit to lie that the baby was theirs to prevent triggering her depression. Amelia felt like a cat was clawing at her heart. She cupped Owen's cheeks and wiped his tears and said, "my son." She had no idea how Owen would receive the news. What surprised her was that he didn't look confused at all. Instead, he smiled and said something that threw her off completely. "Mommy…" Owen sniffed. Amelia's eyes rounded, "you…" she trailed as understanding dawned on her. "You knew al