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"Glad we made it on time," Brindle said with a smile on her face as they reached the airport. "You can go ahead, kiddos. I need to have a quick chat with Mommy," Brindle added, gently pulling Doc Tee away to the washroom. "What was that about?" Brindle asked once they were alone. "What do you mean?" Doc Tee responded. "You know what I meant. If I wasn't fast enough, you would have said everything to her back there," Brindle said furiously. "I wasn’t trying to tell her anything about you," Doc Tee said defensively. "Do I look like a fool to you, huh?" Brindle snapped. "Why did I have to even trust you to shut your mouth after what you planned on doing?" Brindle continued, gripping Doc Tee's neck tightly and pressing down. "Co-co-co," Doc Tee struggled to breathe, attempting to free herself while holding onto Brindle’s hands to stop the pressure. "Painful, right?" Brindle said, gazing into Doc Tee's eyes. "I would end you in a second if I hear anything from your mouth about this
Sitting in her room, she started to laugh, gazing at the wall as memories flooded her mind. "Thank you, Marko, for giving us this chance to walk in the aisle of riches. Our baby wouldn’t have to suffer like us," she said with a smile on her face. "Come here," Marko said, leaning in to gently kiss her forehead. Their gazes locked, and then their lips met in a slow yet fervent embrace that gradually intensified. "What's your plan now?" Marko asked Brindle. "Well, I'll just go with the flow. You can wait for me at 47th Street," Brindle replied confidently. "If you say so," Marko said, "I have the most idealistic and genius girlfriend ever," he added. Adorned in shimmering attire, Brindle stood at the entrance of Canada's top hotel, one of the best in the country, with a smile on her face. "This is it. I know you'll be here," she muttered as she entered the building. "Where are you sending the coffee?" Brindle asked one of the waitresses. "To the table over there," the waitress po
Still in Brindle’s flashback "I know what to do," she said as she retrieved something from her pocket and quickly poured it into the drink she was preparing for Richard. She looked back at him with a smile on her face as she looked at him sitting on a sofa at the corner end of the hotel room. "Here," she said, handing him the glass of wine and sitting right beside him. She stood up and gave him a quick massage on his shoulder. "I feel you need to rest and relax. You’ve been working really hard since I came here this morning," she said, slowly taking his iPad and gently closing it before placing it down. Suddenly, Richard touched his head, feeling dizzy after taking the glass of wine offered to him by Brindle. "Brindle asked why, is everything okay with you?" she asked. "Yes, I’m a little tired," he said. "Reason why I said you need to rest for something," she said and smiled slowly. Richard got up to go to the bed, but the dizziness he felt couldn’t carry him; he fell right on
"Let me hurry up and go for it before people come here," she said urgently. The young girl her age, who looked desperate when she saw the little boy drowning, paced desperately along the shoreline, trying to draw people’s attention to come to help the boy, as it seemed like she didn't know how to swim. "Help me!" the little boy cried, having swallowed a lot of water. With his hands in the air, he waved for the little girl to help. Without much hesitation, she jumped into the sea and somehow managed to reach the boy. However, he had already lost consciousness from the water he had swallowed. Slowly, the young girl was able to grasp onto his shirt while struggling to swim alongside him. A powerful wave swept them both towards shore but forcefully separated them, carrying the boy away from her grip while simultaneously pulling her further out into deeper waters. As she was carried away, she also called out for help. Little Brindle witnessed everything that unfolded, but her focus rema
Still in her flashback Still in her flashback Brindle found herself obliged to visit the boy's house regularly, as her aunt viewed it as an opportunity to extract more money from them for her own alcohol consumption. As days passed, the little boy fully recovered. During one of her check-up visits, she spotted him playing outside. "You must be the girl who saved me," the boy spoke, his accent evident. Brindle smiled warmly in response. "Thank you for saving my life, I should go for some swimming lessons when I return home" he expressed gratefully, inviting her to play with him. "Sure, I'd love to," she replied in her soft voice. "He said his name is Richard Wood, but you can call him Richard," Brindle giggled at the formality. "I'm Brindle Gonzalez, but feel free to call me Brindle," she said with a chuckle, as they shared in the laughter. "Nice to meet you," Richard greeted. And so, they began to play together frequently whenever Brindle visited. "It's getting late, I shou
"Your truth will soon be in my hands, Brindle, and there's nothing you can do about it," Mrs. Kiara whispered to herself, a sly smile forming on her lips as she continued to watch Brindle from a distance. "Once I become Mrs. Wood, everyone will dance to my tune, even you, Mrs. Kiara," Brindle retorted with a smile, returning Mrs. Kiara's gaze with determination. .................................................. "You can start sending them to her. I know the sight of her pictures would scare her, but I know her too well. She would try to act cool about it," the woman said as she sat on the chair, taking the last sip of her drink. "I am the only one who knows her too well. I know all her tactics and how she rolls. Leave her for me," the woman said as she stood up from the chair, her gaze furious as she stared into thin air. ….……………………….. "Kimchi Local Hospital," Mrs. Kiara said with a smile as she stood in front of the hospital. Hurriedly, she looked left and right before quickly
Hospital room in China Walking slowly to his bed, tears welled up in her eyes. She pulled a chair and sat down gently, gazing at him with a mixture of relief and concern. "Why are you still sleeping?" she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "I would have killed you if you hadn’t made it, Hurry up and get up" she said with a smile, her hand gently reaching out to touch his arm as he slept.... "Mrs. Victoria Claus, I am really happy to see you are okay now," Director Lee said as he approached her, coming from Liam’s room. "I'm really sorry we had to put both of you in that mess. We shouldn’t have gone to shoot the scene in the bush. You both wouldn’t be in the hospital now. I'm really sorry," he added remorsefully. "Oh, you don’t have to be," Natalie said. "I'm rather sorry we weren’t able to complete the scene we were supposed to. I promise you we will get back to work immediately after we are discharged from here," Natalie said and slightly bowed. "You don’t have to worry. T
Days had gone by, and China still had the best noodle soup to offer. Natalie sat at an outdoor mini-restaurant, savoring her bowl of hot noodle soup. The broth was refreshing, and the noodles were just the right texture, delightfully soft, just like she likes.With each sip of the flavorful broth, Natalie's face lit up with enjoyment. She closed her eyes, fully appreciating the taste, feeling a sense of contentment spreading through her body like fresh air circulating around it. The air danced in her hair, adding to the serene moment. She couldn't help but smile at this simple pleasure... She sighed and looked around, feeling grateful for another chance at life. Entering the shop, she walked around with a smile. She wore a simple outfit—a pair of blue jeans paired with a fitted shirt and a brown jacket. She picked up a few fruits and flowers, enjoying the vibrant colors and fragrances. Leaving the shop, she walked down the street, still smiling. Finally arriving at her destination,