Linda’s POVThe paramedics arrived swiftly, their faces a blur of concern and urgency as they rushed to my side. With gentle hands, they assessed my injuries, their voice a comforting reassurance amidst the chaos.“Stay with us, ma’am,” One of them said, their tone firm but kind. “We’re here to help you. Can you tell us where it hurts?” Through the haze of pain, I managed to nod weakly, my breaths coming in ragged gasps as I struggled to remain conscious. With their help, I was carefully lifted onto a stretcher, my body protesting with each movement. As they worked to stabilize me, I felt a surge of gratitude wash over me. Despite the terror that had gripped me only moments before, I was now in the hands of skilled professionals, their expertise offering a glimmer of hope in the darkness. With each passing moment, the pain began to ebb, replaced by a sense of numbness that dulled the edges of my awareness. Through half-lidded eyes, I watched as the paramedics loaded me into the wai
Chris’s POVI was at a Grand Ball. The crowd was full of important and rich people; high-class individuals. The soft melody of classical music filled the air as I mingled with the elite guests, exchanging pleasantries and engaging in polite conversation. The atmosphere was charged with an air of sophistication and opulence. I did not want to be here, I really didn’t. But ever since I had stood up for myself and defied my father’s orders for the first time, he made sure that I was going to stay for a few more days before leaving to go back to China. I had been doing daily checkups on the company and on the mansion. And of course, I happened to find out that Fallon had gone to the mansion to see Linda. I did not know what they had talked about but I did not care as much as I did before coming to London and finding out that I was not a true Kingston. It gave me a new perspective on everything. I was so glad that I had not built my life solely on Kingston's money and power, I had bui
Chris’s POVTaking a moment to compose myself, I stepped into the lavishly decorated bathroom, the opulence of the surroundings providing a clear contrast to the thoughts swirling in my mind. There was a guy who was washing his hands but he soon walked out of the room. Besides him, no one was in here with me. I locked the door once he was out, and I knew that no one would really care or might not even notice because there were a lot of other bathrooms in the building. With trembling fingers, I retrieved my phone from my pocket, a sense of urgency pushing me to reach out to my wife. Dialing her number, I waited anxiously as the phone rang, each passing second feeling like an eternity. My heart raced in my chest, anticipation and apprehension warring within me as I prayed for her to pick up. But sadly, that did not happen. I tried calling a few more times but it was the same result. I sighed shakily and ran my hand through my hair. The bathroom was really clean and smelled good so
Chris’s POVI hung up the call with Meghan, feeling a mix of frustration and resignation washing over me. This situation was becoming more complicated by the minute, and I could not shake the feeling that I was being dragged into a mess that was not entirely of my making.Or maybe it was. I mean, if Meghan was not lying, then it definitely was when it came to her being pregnant. But if it was about me not being a true Kingston, that was not my fault. Turning off my phone, I took a moment to collect my thoughts, the sound of my own breath filling the silence of the bathroom. I needed to focus, to figure out what my next steps should be. First and foremost, I needed to find a way to get in touch with Linda. Not to tell her about Meghan, no! Do you want me to die? It was just that the thought of her out there, possibly in danger, sent a shiver down my spine. I could not afford to waste any more time. Unlocking the bathroom door, I stepped out into the bustling atmosphere of the ballr
Chris’s POVIt was the next day and I had already sent my private jet to go and pick up Meghan. She would be here in a few hours. I did not want to do this alone, so I asked Lucy to come along. She was more than happy to do so. So now, I was getting ready, I did not really know what to wear because my usual attire was a business suit. If I was not wearing a business suit, then that meant that I was alone with Linda and would be wearing sweatpants and an unironed shirt. But besides that, I was not accustomed to wearing business casual. So yeah, it took me a while to find something to wear. Even after finding what I thought was okay, I still had mixed feelings about it. I can’t believe that I was doing this, but I sent one of the workers to get Hunter so he could help me out. Despite how strained the relationship was, he was still family…kind of. And there were times when we would put our differences aside and help each other. I was hoping this time would be one of those times. A k
Chris’s POVI winced at the flick to my ear, rubbing it lightly as I watched Hunter walk away with a smirk on his face. Some things never change, I thought to myself, shaking my head in amusement. I was impressed. That was one of the best and most civil exchanges we had ever had, we usually were always bickering and fighting. So that…that felt refreshing. With Hunter’s assistance and his unexpected offer to accompany me, I felt a bit more at ease about the impending confrontation with Meghan. Having him by my side might actually prove to be helpful, despite his tendency to be a nuisance. As I made my way downstairs so I could get on my way to meet Lucy, I met my father. He seemed busy and I think was on a Facetime call with someone. He only nodded my way before peeling away his focus from me. The whole situation with Meghan felt like it was a ticking time bomb, threatening to unravel everything I had worked so hard to build. But I could not dwell on that now. I had to focus on th
Chris’s POVI winced at the flick to my ear, rubbing it lightly as I watched Hunter walk away with a smirk on his face. Some things never change, I thought to myself, shaking my head in amusement. I was impressed. That was one of the best and most civil exchanges we had ever had, we usually were always bickering and fighting. So that…that felt refreshing. With Hunter’s assistance and his unexpected offer to accompany me, I felt a bit more at ease about the impending confrontation with Meghan. Having him by my side might actually prove to be helpful, despite his tendency to be a nuisance. As I made my way downstairs so I could get on my way to meet Lucy, I met my father. He seemed busy and I think was on a Facetime call with someone. He only nodded my way before peeling away his focus from me. The whole situation with Meghan felt like it was a ticking time bomb, threatening to unravel everything I had worked so hard to build. But I could not dwell on that now. I had to focus on th
Chris’s POVI was going to be a father, I was really going to be a father. The very thought scared me, but it also brought me a strange joy. If this was going to be with my wife, it would have been one of the best days of my life. But that was not the case and so it scared me. “I need to talk to you,” Meghan said, her eyes trained on me. “In private…we could find an empty room to do so.”Hunter looked at me, silently asking me if this was okay. I nodded and flashed a smile at Lucy before walking out of the room with Meghan. As she led me to a private room down the hall, my mind tried to think of what she was going to say. But of course, I was not going to be able to do that, I did not have superpowers. Uncertainty gnawed at me but I knew that I could not put this off nor could I escape it. Once we were alone in the room, she turned to face me, her expression unreadable. It bothered me that she was being so nonchalant. This was not how she usually was. “Chris,” She began, her voic