Amy stared at Bastian and Tina in surprise before running to her room. She packed her luggage, put it in her bag, and quickly left the house. Bastian was in shock and his body felt weak. He could not understand what was happening. He struggled to get up and ran after Amy, but before he could get to her, she had gotten into a taxi with her luggage and left. He came back to Tina's room and stared at her as she struggled to put on her clothes while crying. "What happened? I remember you offering me a glass of juice." Tears fell from Tina's eyes as she said, "I have no idea. I also don't know what happened. After giving you the drink, you sat on the chair and said you wanted to sleep. I also drank from it too and felt sleepy. I went into the bedroom, but when I woke up, I saw that we were both naked. I don't understand what went wrong."Bastian shook his head. "No, you cannot tell me that, Tina. You can't tell me that. What am I going to do now?" He tried to call Amy's number, but sh
Bastian arrived at the hotel where Amy was lodging and went up to her room. He knocked on the door, but she wouldn't open it. He kept knocking, asking her to open it, yet Amy refused to open the door. Left with no other choice, he turned and left the hotel. As she sat in the room, Amy kept shaking her head. She could not understand why she was so hurt. This was who Bastian was. He brought girls to the house and had sex with them in front of her. She had seen it so many times, and yet each time she found a way to forgive him even though he was never remorseful. However, this time, Bastian was willing to apologize, but she wasn't ready to forgive him. "Why Tina?" She kept asking herself. "Why did it have to be Tina, Bastian? Of course, I know that you can't take your eyes off girls. Each time you see a girl, no matter how she looks, you forget about what it means to be a responsible man. You forget about the fact that you are married. But why did it have to be my cousin? Perhaps that
Ivy's mom wiped her tears and, "Well, it happened so many years ago, almost twenty-three years ago. I was in Paris and worked as a maid for a woman, Mrs Harlow. She and her husband, Mr. Harlow, were very nice people. They were very good to me.I grew up in an orphanage, and I knew nothing about my parents. When I was eighteen Mrs. Harlow came to the orphanage as a friend of one of the workers there. The worker recommended me as a hardworking and nice person, and Mrs. Harlow took me to her home to work for her as a maid. Mrs. Harlow didn't have a child. She couldn't conceive. I stayed with them and more than ten years passed but Mrs. Harlow still could not conceive. I think she wanted to go for surrogacy back then, but she couldn't because her eggs were not viable, so it began to affect their marriage. They were very nice people, very good to me and Mrs Harlow treated me like her sister. I never felt as though I didn't have anyone. However, because of the issues in their marriage,
A FEW HOURS EARLIER Armstrong opened his eyes at the hospital. He looked around the room and after a while, he figured out where he was, and his mind went back to the accident he had earlier suffered. At this moment, Courtney opened the door and walked into the room. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "You're awake, Armstrong!" She ran to his side and kissed him on his cheeks. Armstrong stared weakly at her in surprise. "Courtney? What the hell? Why are you even here?""Don't say anything, let me call the doctor now. You must be feeling very weak," she said and ran out of the room. The doctor came in and checked him. During that period, Courtney called his mom, who had gone back home to freshen up, and she hurried to the hospital. When she came back, the doctor had given Armstrong some medicine and helped him sit up. He stared at Courtney and his mom, who were both sitting happily beside him and asked his mom, "What is she doing here?" "Relax," his mom replied. "Armstrong, you just wok
About thirty minutes earlier, after Mabel told Armstrong to leave, he became upset and left her house. He got into his car and began driving back to the hospital but halfway he stopped and said to himself, "No, I won't leave without telling Mabel how I feel about her. I will make sure she knows the truth. She needs to know that I want her and if she doesn't want me, then it's fine. I will just have to move on." After making up his mind, he reversed his car and drove back to her street. He was surprised to see Kelvin driving off, but Mabel was not in his car. Why did Mabel tell him to leave and claim she wanted to go with Kelvin? He wondered. He quickly parked his car and walked to her house. When he knocked on the door, she opened it and stared at him in surprise, "You? I thought I told you to leave...." "Well, I came back," he replied. She was staring at him in surprise and her eyes were watery. He moved very close to her, held her face, and kissed her. However, she pulled awa
After consoling her mom, Ivy called Charles and told him everything that her mom had said. He was so surprised and rushed over. Although he had given her Hannah's pictures with the thought that they might be related, he never expected that they'll turn out to be sisters.When he arrived at Ivy's house, she came out to meet him. "This is where you live?" he asked. She nodded. "Yes, but that's by the way. My mom is really shaken up. She cried a lot and my father—you said he's still alive, right?" "Yes, he's alive," Charles replied. "You want to meet him?" "Yes, but do you think it's a bad idea for me to meet my dad? I think he'll want to meet me as well." "Of course, he will," Charles replied. "Mr. Harlow will be happy to meet you. Hannah's death was devastating for both of them because she was all they had.""And Mrs. Harlow, will she also be happy to see me? Ivy asked. "Why not? I mean, she loved Hannah. Why won't she love you? Besides, it's not like you're going to live there.
Bastian smiled and went to sit on the bed while Amy turned and faced him angrily. He said, "Fine, I know you will not believe me. I don't blame you. My past isn't exactly nice." "Really?" Amy asked. "So wait, are you trying to tell me that you've changed?" "Isn't it obvious?" Bastian asked. "No, it isn't," Amy replied. "Come on, Amy. You can't say that you haven't seen some changes in me. I mean, the Bastian of before wouldn't go around chasing you and begging you. Yes, I'm not proud of who I was. I was a jerk, and I admit that. But I am a changed man, Amy. To be very honest, after you left, I realized how important you were to me. I didn't want to tell you all this until you've forgiven me, but I think it's important for me to say it now so you'll understand why I cannot give up on you no matter what. After you left, at first, I thought it was my desire to keep you back and torture you that drove me to search for you. But eventually, I realized that it was much more than that
While at the hospital, Mabel sat beside Armstrong's bed and they kept staring at each other. "Why are you staring at me like that?" Mabel asked. Armstrong, who was lying on the bed, said, "I could ask you the same. Why are you staring at me, Mabel?" "Well, I asked you first," she said. "So answer my question." He smiled. "Well, I cannot help it. My eyes are meant to look at beautiful girls." Mabel squinted her eyes. "Are you saying that even if someone else was here and she was beautiful, you would stare at her?" "You can interpret as you deem fit," Armstrong replied. She slapped him on his shoulder, and he said, "Ouch! Why are you being so mean to me? Come on, I'm sick." She frowned, "I don't like what you said. Why would you tell me that you'll look at other girls? You're not allowed to look at other girls." "Yes, ma'am," he replied with a smile. "Do you think I have eyes for other girls when you're here?" She smiled back, "Well, I don't know. I can't really say. I mean, y