“Is that not the billionaire that was on the news?” Nadia whispered as she dragged Stacy to the other side of the room, after Carlton had taken his seat in their living room. “Yeah,” she responded, with a modest smile gracing her lips. “What is he doing here?” Nadia whispered, still not grasping what was going on. “Because this is the only safe place he can be that no one would know about,” Stacy chuckled, trying hard to keep her laughter in check because of how her friend was freaking out. “What?! Do you know him from somewhere?” she questioned again, while trying to understand what a man like him was doing in their house. “Yeah. He was my outpatient,” Stacy answered lazily, while trying to keep Nadia from squirming uncontrollably. “Wow! Your outpatient? So that means…….” That was when realization hit Nadia, the moment she comprehended the information that she had just been told. “He is your boyfriend?! This is the man you are dating?!” She half-yelled, losing herself already
It had been days since Carlton left on the short trip that he had gone on with James, and Stacy had been trying to maintain her sanity even if it was so hard to do that. She had not been able to reach him ever since he left, through calls, text messages, or even emails, and it was hard to hide the rising tide of panic that threatened to engulf her. Desperate to hide that she was fine, she forced a bright smile whenever she was with her patients, while trying to hide the fact that she had been overthinking a lot about what was going on. Though she landed two nice paying gigs which she finished in two days to keep her busy, she could not be happy, considering how things had fallen apart for her too. “Are you fine, Stace?” Fiona, who was a new doctor that was assigned to work with her, asked, her voice frail and thin in its usual way. “Yes. Why do you ask?” Stacy answered her with a smile, even if she knew what the lady was talking about. However, she was scared of showing her weakness
Stacy stood transfixed in a spot with trembling hands, with her eyes fully dilated as a result of the stunning state of disbelief she had been plunged into. Her heart raced with excitement and tears at the same time as she continually stared at the two red lines on the pregnancy test kit she had used. To be sure that she was not mistaken when she first saw it, she repeated the process for two other kits, and it all appeared with two stripes. ‘What?! She was pregnant?!’ She had been feeling weak and dizzy for the past few days after the ruckus at the hospital started to dissipate into forgetfulness, with another nurse's secret affair with the head of her department the next talk of everyone. However, thinking it was stress and the aftereffects of her endless tears and sadness, she didn't think of such at all. After Carlton returned, they spent the weekend together, even with his hectic schedule, and spent the entire night in each other's arms to make up for the short time that they
The air that filled the space of Carlton's office crackled with tension, as he stood up from where he was sitting, and strode elegantly with his hands tucked into his pockets with a wicked smile dancing on his lips towards Alison, who was sitting comfortably on the deluxe couch that no one showed her, while sipping from the sizzling cup of coffee in her hand with so much confidence. Though she had made it so difficult to get to the bottom of the truth concerning his company funds, he was far smarter than her gimmicks and the stunts she pulled. However, it was quite puzzling for him to know that the two persons she had used as her tools were merely driven by instigation, and had been sabotaged by her in the long run due to their loose tracks. Therefore, they were not able to rope Alison into their mess after they were caught. After all, the two had no idea who had been giving them orders for months because they were getting large deposits from the supposed person who was driving them
Stacy sat gracefully at a table for two in the private diner that she had reserved for her and Carlton, her delicate fingers tracing invisible patterns on the linen tablecloth, with many thoughts running through her mind. Her gaze often drifted towards the entrance in anticipation for him to arrive, practicing in her head how she would break the news of her pregnancy to him, and the expression he would have on his face. The laughter and joy they would share, and how he would shower her with kisses and love. However, her mind suddenly wavered to the meeting she had with Carlton's grandfather earlier that day during her lunch break at a private, which took her countless self-assurance to acknowledge, while thinking nonstop about why he suddenly contacted her. She remembered the stifling atmosphere the meeting started with, and each progression worse than the last minute. His words echoed in her mind from their conversation, and reality had flashed before her that she couldn't just h
“What was that about?!” Carlton stormed into the building where Marilyn texted to him, and he found her sitting comfortably on one of the seats there, and a soft gasp escaped her lips as soon as she raised her eyes to see the figure that made his way in. “You came?” Her eyes glimmered as her lips split into a bewildered smile, because she was not expecting to see Carlton that fast. She dropped the glass of whiskey that she was drinking on the stool beside her and stood up on her feet, as she began to make her way closer to where he was standing. “I just asked you a question!” He firmly stated, his eyes narrowing to slit as his face bunched into a disgusted sneer the more he looked at her face. “At least take a seat. Then we can talk then,” Marilyn moved closer as she tried to touch him, but he retreated instantly with a sneer on his face, feeling so repulsed that she wanted to touch him. ‘How dare she?’ “Can you just be serious?!” his jaws clenched as he struggled to contain h
Liam was sitting impatiently in the waiting room that was attached to the dressing room on a velvet chair, his eyes fixed eagerly on the tablet that was before him as he scrolled across the screen lazily. He couldn't be bothered less about what was going on at the moment, his eyes momentarily darting to the Patek Phillipe that was clasped around his wrist. Slowly, the doors to the dressing room parted open, and a gorgeous lady emerged from the room, dressed in a voluminous white dress of exotic lace with beading appliques made from tiny diamonds, which enveloped her slender frame with elegance and beauty. She had chosen the most expensive and luxurious one of all. “Sir, your bride is here. Isn't she gorgeous?” The voice of one of the assistants who had dressed Evelyn interrupted the stillness in the air, and his eyes raised to see her twirl and preen before him. His expression remained stoic and unmoved, his eyes, cold and distant, which betrayed the inner turmoil that churned withi
“Are you okay, Stace?” Hudson asked his sister in concern, taking his time to observe her as she sat in his dining room. He suddenly received a call from her that she was in the city, and requested that he come to pick her up from the airport. All evening since she arrived with a portable traveling box, she had not said anything, and just asked to be served all kinds of food that was available. “Of course I am,” Stacy incessantly wolfed down more food like she had not eaten all day, without even looking at the face of her brother, who seemed so bothered about her sudden visitation. “Take it easy, take it easy. You can eat as much as you want,” he urged her as he took the seat before her, still looking at her as she ate from side dish to side dish, sensing that something seemed to be wrong. He had never seen her looking that way ever since they met again. “Is everything fine?” Hudson asked again, his eyes etched with deep sorry, with a gut feeling that she was not telling him som