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Jake clenched his hands into fists. He gulped, the huge lump in his throat refusing to go down. He thought Quinn was willing to be with him despite knowing that he had a child with someone else. “What are you saying, Quinn?” He asked in a hoarse voice. Quinn's bedroom suddenly felt too small for Jake. His heart raced and he could feel his stomach knotting with nerves.“I’m saying go and be with your family, Jake. I’m not a homebreaker… I know it’s only a matter of time before the two of you get back together for the sake of your child. So, I’m doing you a favor here,” Quinn replied.“I have no intentions of reuniting with Charlotte. She’s my ex and will remain that way. We agreed to co-parent and that’s it. I love you, Quinn, not her,” Jake stated. Quinn’s eyes widened and she felt her stomach flutter with butterflies despite herself. Jake just said he loved her but why was she not happy?Their situation was complicated. Quinn saw from how Claire and Oliver ended up getting back toge
“Was the event a flop?” Liam asked Jake who kept chugging down shots like he was in a drinking competition. They were in a private room at the Black Club. Liam had been working late and needed a drink, so he called his friend over. However, he didn't expect him to look so frustrated. "What's wrong, man? You can talk to me," Liam proposed. Jake didn’t answer immediately. He opened the bottle of bourbon and poured himself another shot before chugging it down his throat. The burning sensation he felt in his throat and chest did nothing to quell the pain in his heart.“It’s Quinn. She thinks I’ll end up getting back together with Charlotte, so she broke up with me,” Jake replied. He then narrated how Charlotte announced about their son before he could tell Quinn the truth. Liam sighed. He said, “I wonder why y’all love to complicate your lives. I didn't even know you were dating. Why not be like me? I’m happy being single with no one to bother me or break my heart.”“You wouldn’t und
Time passed by in a blink of an eye. At the Ford Paradise hospital, Oliver Ford helped his wife into the bathroom for a bath. He was preparing her for the c-section surgery that was scheduled to happen in an hour. Claire was finally eight months pregnant. She had stayed in the hospital and with the support of her husband and family, her stay wasn’t as difficult as she thought it would be. Despite his busy schedule, Oliver always knocked off early to sleep beside her. He would give her back rubs when she needed them and massaged her legs to allow blood circulation. After religiously taking her iron supplements, Claire’s haemoglobin level improved and she no longer craved things with no nutritional value. However, she still craved some foods that were hard to find and Oliver was committed to helping her satisfy her cravings. Claire glanced at her husband when he placed her in a tub full of warm water. Her heart swelled with warmth. She felt like she was lucky to have a man who was
Claire was lying on her back on the operating table. The huge bright light from above was shining into her eyes, making her squint them. For some reason, her heart raced. The theater was cold and scary. Anything could happen. Would she survive the surgery? She had no idea... all she could do was hope for the best. Charlotte, dressed in her full surgical attire glanced down at Claire and remarked, "You're going to stay awake but we're going to give you spinal anesthesia. It will numb you from the waist down so that you don't feel any pain. Are you ready?" Was she ready? No, she wasn't. However, since they needed to cut her open to save her baby, Claire could only be brave. She nodded and replied, "Yes, I'm ready. Please save my baby."Charlotte assured her, "I will try my best."She then instructed the anesthesiologist to administer anesthesia to Claire. Thereafter, Charlotte conducted some tests to ensure Claire’s legs were numb. "Can you feel this?" She asked as she lightly pric
Buzz!! [If you want to see your boyfriend, go to the Ford Paradise Hotel.] Claire Hamilton squinted her eyes as she glanced at the lit screen of her phone, reading the message she had just received from a strange number. She furrowed her eyebrows, wondering what it could be about. Her boyfriend, Oliver Ford, had not contacted her that day despite it being their eighth anniversary. After trying to call him several times, she finally gave up when his phone directed her to voice mail for the umpteenth time. Now looking at the message she just received, Claire’s stomach did a flip. ‘Could Oliver have planned a surprise and texted me with an unknown number?’ Claire couldn't help but fantasize with anticipation. She hurried to get ready for the appointment. With her heart leaping with excitement, she took her time to look good for the night. Since she had been with her boyfriend for eight years now, she assumed he was going to propose to her today. She wore a short shimmery dress tha
Claire was frozen in her spot. Her eyes grew wide and her mouth was open, making her throat run dry. She didn’t expect to hear the news of her boyfriend dating someone else that night… heck, she didn’t even know he had someone else! She foolishly thought he had called her over to surprise her… This was indeed a surprise but not the type she was expecting. Her heart began to pound as Jessica hooked her arm around Oliver’s arm and exclaimed, “Oliver, look! It’s Claire! Let’s go say hi.” When they walked up to Claire, Jessica said, "Hi, Claire. Nice to meet you here." Then she unhooked her arm from Oliver’s and told him, “Dear, I know you and Claire have something to say… I’ll take care of the guests. See you soon." After those words, Jessica turned her back to Oliver and glanced at Claire, giving her a contemptuous and defiant look. Claire furrowed her eyebrows, wondering what that was about. Jessica was acting like she was already a winner. However, she couldn’t dwell on it becaus
"It's over between us." Claire awoke from her nightmare once again, her heart pounding heavily in her chest. Even though it had been days since the breakup, she couldn’t believe Oliver asked to end their relationship of eight years. He used to love her… at least that’s what he showed her. How could he suddenly change his mind for no reason? Making up her mind to see him and ask if he was serious, she left for the Ford Corporation. She had to see him and maybe make him see reason. How could they throw away eight years of love and commitment they invested in each other? Was a break-up that easy? Was that his plan all along? Was he bidding his time just to use her and then discard her like she was trash? Despite her heart twisting in unbearable pain, she went to the Ford Corporation. However, the security guard stopped Claire at the door. “You’re not allowed entry, Miss,” he said seriously. “I’ve been ordered not to let you in.” A stab of pain shot through Claire. “Step aside! I
“Sir, we’ve got a problem. Someone took a photo of Miss Hamilton and Miss Hart arguing in the lobby. Everyone thinks Miss Hamilton was blackmailing Miss Hart and took her money.” Thomas Hudson, Oliver’s assistant, rushed into his office, showing him the tablet. “What did you say? Claire blackmailed Jessica for money?” Oliver growled, glaring at Thomas. His eyes dropped to the tablet and his stomach churned as the headlines caught his attention. [DESPERATE CEO’S EX DEMANDS CASH FROM HIS RUMOURED FIANCEE] [HOW DESPERATE CAN CLAIRE HAMILTON BE?] Following those headlines were long articles about the incident. The pictures attached showed how Claire held the cheque in her hands and others showed her leaving. Flames of fury danced through Oliver’s eyes and he hissed, “Who did this?” “T-the reporter is anonymous, Sir-” “Have all this nonsense taken down within five minutes. I don’t want to see anyone talking about Claire and dragging her name all over the internet,” Oliver instruct