The woman took her leave, and Ava's face frowned, her expectations unmet. She had suspected as much - her ex-husband, Jackson, was indeed one of the men involved in her father's demise.Now, seated outside, Jackson and Ava faced each other, their eyes locked in a tense stare. Jackson broke the silence, "What brings you here, Ava?"Ava's reply was curt, "Same as you, I suppose."Jackson chuckled, "You're really funny, Ava."Ava sighed, her gaze drifting outside before snapping back to him. "Am I? I'm a busy person, Jackson. I don't have time for humor. I need to be somewhere."As she began to stand, Jackson grasped her hand, his touch sending a jolt through her. She swiftly pulled her hand free, her fingers vibrating with tension.Jackson apologized with a smile, "Sorry, I didn't mean to overstep. I noticed the rapid income from your business dealings and thought of investing with you."Ava's expression softened slightly, and she sat back down, her interest piqued. "Oh really?" she sai
Ava sat patiently in the police room, her eyes fixed on the door as it opened and a friendly officer approached her. He smiled and took a seat across from her, his expression curious."What brings you here today?" he asked, his tone gentle.Ava's response was sudden and dramatic. She dropped the vase containing her father's ashes on the table, the sound echoing through the room. The officer's eyes widened in shock, his smile faltering."What's going on?" he asked, taken aback.Ava's voice was firm. "I want to know what happened to the case file of Mr. Greenfield."The officer's expression turned puzzled. "Huh? Oh, that case... it was concluded a long time ago."Ava leaned forward, her eyes intense. "Did you believe he committed suicide?"The officer shrugged. "Well, we found poison in his system after running some tests... and he left a letter behind. It was pretty clear-cut."Ava's voice rose. "What if he was killed or something? Have you considered that possibility?"The officer sig
(FLASH BACK)- Years before.Standing outside the halfway-opened hospital room, Luke raised his chin and nodded to the doctor speaking to him. “There’s nothing we can do to ease the burns. even if she recovers, It’s a permanent mark.” The doctor was certain and this broke Luke’s heart. “Only if she would agree to a plastic surgery after she has healed from the burns.”Luke looked at Emily in the room and back at the doctor. Her whole face had wrinkled. Her eyes were barely hanging in the socket. She was barely recognizable. He wouldn’t believe she was the Emily Greenfield he knew if he hadn’t met her before the accident. “Doctor, I want to take her to the states.” Luke acknowledged. “Maybe there she can do the plastic surgery and get better.”“It’s your wish.” The doctor nodded in approval. “I’ll get the transfer documents so you can hand it over to the hospital doctor over in the states.” Luke nodded his hands folded. “Thanks, I’m grateful.” He looked at the slightly closed door an
Emily Greenfield was seated in the patient's ward, wearing one of the patient's clothes given to her by one of the nurses.“Are you ready?” Luke asked her and she breathed heavily. “I don’t know…I’m I?” She raised the mirror in her hand and gave herself another look. This was the last time she would be seeing this face. Once she had entered the surgery room, she would be coming out a different person. “You’ve got this. You can do it. I’d wait for you out here.” Luke assured her and she only forced a smile on her face and bent her head down in shame. What was Luke going to get from all this? She had nothing else to offer. Money, power, fame...None that she had. “Luke…thank you….thank you, I mean it. Without you…I don’t even know if I would be here today, thanks. How I could ever repay you, that I don’t know.” Luke shakes his head, instinctively. He was doing this purely from his heart to pay someone. “You would later, for now, do this for me.” Luke walked up to her. She got this!
“Emily…is that you?” The woman tried to open her eyes to see Emily but it was difficult for her. Before coming over, Luke had informed Mrs. Greenfield that he was going to bring her daughter over to meet her. To this she was excited about the news. After all those years of them being apart from each other. “Mom…” Emily called out and wanted to hug her mother but she just stood and her supposed face withered. “is this who you wanted to show me?my mother? No, she’s dead to me.”“Emily…” Luke called out but she replied with a hiss. “Emily, dear…I’m sorry.” The woman stretched her hands to touch Emily, but Emily pulled away and before she could even touch her, she exited the room suddenly. “I’d talk to her. You rest now.” Luke assured and walked out of the room to go meet Emily. Emily was standing by a pillar when Luke approached her. “Why have you brought me here to see my mother?” Emily asked without looking at Luke who was standing behind her. He replied, “She wanted to see you.”
Emily slowly escaped from the tight hug with her mother, retreating back. “Your father always maltreated me. He would beat me from time to time. I couldn’t handle it anymore.” Mrs Greenfield continued, then she coughed blood into a napkin. Her illness was severe.“I only stayed because of you. But it was too much for me to tolerate.”She shook her head and Emily adjusted closer to her mother, her face stained with worry. She didn’t know her mother had to pass through all this. She could feel her heart breaking into pieces. With every word her mother said. “But you guys never quarreled.” Emily was wondering how all this happened that she did not know of. “We did, but not in front of you.” Mrs. Greenfield sat up properly, her eyes drained of blood. Her facials were somewhat wrinkled. “So I had to leave. When I left, it was very difficult for me. I couldn’t even earn food for myself. Your father left me with nothing. I had to even beg on the streets not until I met Mr. Lord Richardson.
The tattoo shop was just a short drive from Luke's house in the state, a convenient location that Emily was grateful for. As she sat in the passenger seat of Luke's car, she couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for his constant support. Luke had always been there for her, through thick and thin, and she felt lucky to have him in her life.As they drove, Emily found herself gazing at Luke, taking in the strong lines of his face and the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck. He was handsome no doubt, and she felt a flutter in her chest as she looked at him.That kiss? She wondered how it would taste again. Luke noticed her staring and turned to her with a questioning expression. "Hey, what's up? Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.Emily felt a rush of embarrassment and stuttered, "I-I was just... uh... admiring the view." She quickly looked away, her hair blowing in the breeze as she turned her head towards the wi
Inside the dimly lit tattoo parlor, Emily gazed at Luke's portrait on the tattoo man's arm, her curiosity piqued. "Does Luke hate women?" she asked, her voice soft.The tattoo man shook his head, "No." He sighed, his expression somber.Emily's eyes narrowed. "Why doesn't he have any female friends, then?"The tattoo man's gaze dropped, his voice low. "Luke was brought up under a strict father. He didn't have time for girls; his focus was on studies and his father's company, preparing to take over one day."Emily's face softened. "So, he never dated?"The tattoo man's reply was simple, "No."Emily felt a pang of sympathy for Luke, her heart going out to him. The tattoo man noticed her expression and asked, "How did you two meet, anyway?"Emily's smile was brief, her memory flashing back. "We... uh..."The tattoo man's eyes locked onto her face, a knowing glint in his eye. "You're blushing."Emily shook her head, "No, I'm not blushing."The tattoo man raised an eyebrow, "Oh, really? Wel