Desiree looked up, shocked at the amount of animosity the woman was directing towards her. The woman reached the table, her eyes still blazing with hatred.When she looked at Liam, he seemed stiff, briefly closing his eyes, making it obvious that he knew the woman.Slowly opening his eyes, he looked
Liam was still down as he drove Desiree home. He didn't say a word, and the car felt even more awkward than when he came to pick her up for dinner.When his car pulled up inside her house and he parked, Desiree turned to him, "Hey, Liam, are you okay? Do you want to talk?" she asked softly.Liam gla
“Goodnight, Desiree.”She got out of the car and watched as he drove off. Her chest squeezed, remembering all that he'd just told her. What a painful past he had.༺❀༻༺❀༻༺❀༻Gerald came to Hamilton Group for business as usual, but this time, it was different; this time, he didn't have only Sasha to d
Liam had an unperturbed smile on his face as he stared back at Gerald, which made Gerald fume more, wondering why he looked so confident."I don't remember saying anything amusing, Vidal," he spoke calmly, belying the irritation coursing through his veins. "Why don't you answer my question?""Becaus
He pursed his lips as he hung up. He'd never been able to use the word 'home' when referring to where he and Winter lived. It had never felt like one.The only place that had truly felt like home was the house where he and Desiree lived when they were still married."You came. You really came," Wint
Winter stormed into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. A surge of anger and frustration coursed through her. She couldn't believe Gerald had spoken to her like that just because of Desiree.How could he still defend her after all Winter had done to make him hate her?And, to top it all off,
She ignored the warning signs and continued to walk down the stairs, but she froze when a thought occurred to her.What if he was already gone?She bit her lip, realizing that she'd rushed into this plan. But thankfully, when she finally got downstairs, Gerald was still there, sitting on a couch in
Gerald paced in the hallway of the hospital, his facial features set with worry. It had been about forty-five minutes, and he still hadn't gotten any news about Winter.Nurses went in and out of the emergency room but refused to say anything to him.He ran his fingers through his hair, remembering t