Hello everyone, trust you are all doing well. Thank you for reading this chapter. In this chapter, Brindle takes us back on a flashback when she met Richard once again. If you're confused about this chapter, please visit the previous chapters 14-20 to refresh your mind.
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,
Natalie paused, a nostalgic smile on her face as she reminisced about her childhood memories. "Well, I don't really remember the whole issue, or even how it happened. It was a long time ago, when life actually meant something to me when my two beautiful angels were with me – my lovely parents," she said, her gaze drifting upward toward the sky. Liam listened intently, waiting for her to continue and share the whole story with him. Natalie took a deep breath and continued, "Remember I told you I used to go fishing with my dad on Sundays back in Mexico?" Liam nodded eagerly. "Yes, yes, and how you would smoke the fish before sending them home," he recalled with a smile. Natalie chuckled, the memories flooding back. "Those days were the best days of my life, even till now," she said fondly. "My dad had gone to look for some fresh woods to set up a fire, since the ones we had brought got wet when it started to rain shortly after we came out from the boat, at the far end of the sea" "
Okay, let’s rewind to when Brindle froze, maybe she's still standing there, like the frozen Elsa. Slowly, the door closed back on her, her hands still heavily shaking. She sighed heavily, her head shaking in disbelief. She scanned around to see if someone was there, then quickly entered her room. Hastily, she threw her phone on the bed and swiftly grabbed her laptop. She went straight to her email box... The sight of it made her breathe heavily again. She pushed the laptop away from her. Her eyes widened, her heart still pounding fast. Another notification popped up, which made her jump to her feet. Meet me at 49 street downtown she slowly read the message again as she was trembling "Who could this be? Who could this be?" she muttered to herself as she trembled. Quickly, she grabbed her phone and a bag and exited the room. As Brindle got to 49th Street downtown, she hurriedly looked around, searching for whoever had sent her that message. She ran from one end to the other, but n