A surge of relief went through her instantly and she almost fell to the ground before the doctor who looked far more pleased to be sharing the information with her.Mr. Sean Cornwell merely grinned from ear to ear. He was visibly elated."Can we see him now?" Emily asked eagerly."No," Dr. Miller said. An explanation followed. "I'm afraid that's not possible because he's just out of surgery and needs full bedrest now."Emily's countenance fell."Does not that mean that I have to wait until he's awake before I see him?""Of course not. You can see him right after the chat I'm going to have with you at my office."Emily's adrenaline shot up. So, there was going to be a chat? And what was it going to be about? Had things suddenly gone bad and Dr. Miller did not know how to say it out?She gazed at Dr. Miller again whose eyes had riveted to Mr. Cornwell."I'd like to talk with only family," Dr. Miller said.Mr. Cornwell took the hint immediately and started to leave but Emily stepped in j

She must have dozed off at the dining table. She was suddenly awoken by the sound of the main door as it burst open. Edmund walked in, clutching his briefcase in one hand while the other hand rubbed his temple. Charlotte rose to her feet to have a good glimpse of him. And at that moment, he saw her too. Surprised, he walked over to the dining table, their eyes locked together. He stopped a few inches away from her and gazed at her for a long moment. A frown started to form on his face. "What's the meaning of this?" He asked. "Why are you still awake?" He looked further behind her. "Were you cooking?" "What do you think?" Charlotte said, Glancing over her shoulders at the smoky remains of the beef. "It was supposed to be a surprise." Edmund stared ahead, nothing agape. "I'm surprised. But why did you cook for me? I never asked you to cook for me." Charlotte's shoulders fell. Not even a thank you. She'd always known Edmund to be icy and cold with words but at least, he would accep

Emily inhaled the cold morning air and savored the refreshing feeling that followed as it hit her lungs. She tried to sit up but a sharp headache stung her at once. Struggling to sit, she rested on the bedpost and rubbed her forehead with one hand while the other hand searched for her cell phone beside the bed. She looked down at herself and realised that she was still wearing her work clothes, a pair of trousers under a white silky blouse. Slowly, the memories of what had happened the previous day started to return, stabbing her like a blade. It all seemed like it happened a lifetime ago. Maybe it was a bad dream. Maybe her father was sitting right now in his office drafting out his plans for the day like he usually did at this time of the day. The thought of what time it was caused her to jerk at once from the bed, spurring her to action. She glanced at her phone. 10:30 am. She had to be at work. Just then, the door creaked open abs Dre sauntered into the room. She was holding a

Amy Johnson shifted in her seat. She'd just remembered his words and they haunted her. The stern eyes of the detectives were still boring into herself, urging her to speak, but I stead of speaking, her mind transported back to a time far back in the past; a time when she'd been a different person entirely.He was the head of HR in the company she worked at, the most coveted position at the time and he'd caught her doing something that was unheard of. She'd begged him to keep quiet about it. She'd even split the money she'd made with him, but that was not enough to convince him to keep his mouth shut."You're going to ruin my life," she'd said to him. "Is that what you really want? To ruin my life? How's that going to be beneficial to you?"He'd frowned at her, ignoring her plea."If I don't speak now, Amy, I risk being found out. And when I'm found out, I'm going to suffer for what you've just done whether I knew about it or not. That's not something I want to risk."And he was right.

She typed furiously on her keyboard, like someone who was running a race with time and so far, was losing. Then, she stopped abruptly and let out a breath of relief. It was done.Edmund would be far from pleased with the work as it'd been one done in a haste. It would surely have loopholes, but he could do nothing about it. He needed it urgently and she was far behind her schedule.Emily leaned forward in her seat and scanned through the screen, her brain feeling fuzzy. There was no need to do that now, she thought. Edmund would be more than furious if she did not send this now.The sound of the door bursting open and approaching footsteps came into her ears and she sat up at once in panic. When her eyes fell on the figure looming before her face, she fell back in shock. It was not who she'd expected."Hey, Charlotte," she forced a tight smile. "If you're here to see Edmund, I'm afraid you'll have to come back later. He's very busy right now." The words came as rehearsed. Edmund was