Novels by gloriaukachukwu685

Adrian’s POVThe doctor adjusted his glasses as he examined Amber once more. A small flashlight moved across her eyes before he finally stepped back.“Her vitals are stable.”I sighed out in relief as I strode towards her side. “But…”I stopped in my tracks and turned towards him“The headache she experienced wasn’t unusual.”I furrowed my brows in confusion.“What do you mean?”He closed his notebook.“When patients with selective retrograde amnesia encounter something emotionally familiar, their brains sometimes try to reconnect those memories.”“So, are you saying she remembered something?”“Perhaps, it could’ve been a memory or it could’ve been a feeling.”I rubbed my temple in frustration “And if it happens again?”He looked directly at me.“I know you want her memories back as soon as possible, Mr. Volkov, but recovering too much too quickly can overwhelm the brain.”“So what do I do?”“Nothing, don’t force it.” He smiled faintly.After the doctor left, I remained standing out

Adrian’s POVThe doctor’s office smelled strongly of antiseptic, but somehow it couldn’t drown out the thoughts racing through my head. I hadn’t taken my eyes off Amber since she’d opened them. She remembered Vee. She remembered her childhood. She even remembered her university days. But me? I was a complete stranger.The doctor closed the file in front of him.“Mr. Volkov.”I looked up with concentration. “Your wife has selective retrograde amnesia.”“What does that even mean?”The doctor folded his hands together.“Traumatic events affect everyone differently. Sometimes the brain locks away painful memories as a way of protecting itself.”“So what am I supposed to do?”He gave me a look that spelled out pity before answering.“Nothing.”I frowned in disbelief. “Nothing? So that’s it?”“You don’t force memories back. Don’t overwhelm her with photographs, stories or reminders. Let her remember at her own pace.”“And if she doesn’t?”“Then you help her create new memories.”I stared

Adrian’s POVThe room was silent, the kind of silence that was deafening to the ears, the kind that made it difficult to breathe.The old butler stood in front of me with his head bowed, his hands trembling by his sides. He knew why he was here and damn right, he should be scared. I looked at him for what felt like forever, waiting for him to deny it, to tell me there had been a mistake.Instead, he stayed quiet.“So, it’s been you all along.”I heard myself speak in a tone softer than expected. Maybe because I was still too shocked to believe he could do something like this to me.“You saw me rack my head and grow frustrated every time I tried to find her and yet you didn’t feel pity for me.”He slowly nodded, then muttered “I’m sorry.”I let out a dry laugh. “Sorry? Sorry for what exactly? The betrayal or that you were caught?” “For how long has this been going on?”“…Three weeks.”Three weeks. It started with the threat messages sent to Amber then me. Now it makes sense of how h

Adrian’s POVThe convoy tore through the empty streets, sirens cutting through the silence of the night. I sat in the back seat, my gun resting on my lap while my eyes stayed fixed on the tablet displaying the abandoned warehouse.“Five minutes out, sir,” the driver announced.My mind replayed the call over and over.“It’s coming from inside your old properties list.”Whoever they were, they knew my past. Which meant they either knew me or someone close to me did.“We’re here.”The SUVs came to a halt outside the old warehouse.The building looked exactly how I remembered it, abandoned, forgotten and lifeless.I stepped out first. “Spread out,” I ordered. “Make sure nobody leaves this place.”My men moved immediately. I pushed open the warehouse door, gun raised.The hinges groaned loudly. There were no voices or movement. It was just abandoned crates, broken furniture and years of dust.“Clear!” I heard one of the men shout from upstairs.Another voice echoed from the back.“Nothing h

Adrian’s POV“FIND THAT VAN NOW!”My voice echoed through the room, sharp enough to make everyone get to work immediately. “Plate number, sir?” “Zoom in,” I snapped.The footage was zoomed in, blurry but not useless.“Enhance that frame. I want every digit and every scratch on that vehicle.”My chest felt tight like something was pressing down on it. What was this feeling? Fear? No, I'm supposed to be composed in this situation and not let them see me falling. But this, this was something i never imagined would happen. I watched the screen again and again and I couldn’t help but notice how they rough-handled my woman. The way they grabbed her and the way she struggled to break free. My jaw clenched, whoever did this to her was going to pay and that was my vow.“Sir, we’ve got partial plates,” one of my men said quickly. “Tracking traffic cams now.”“Do it faster.”I ran a hand through my hair, as I paced back and forth the room. This wasn’t random, It was too clean like it w

Adrian’s pov Standing outside her room, I kept pacing back and forth not knowing whether to knock or just walk past. Since the last incident, she’s been avoiding me and it’s worse since we didn’t go to work anymore.I could hear the rustling pages of a book, I guess she’s reading a book. I really don’t even know how to go over and invite her for the banquet we would be going for. She made it clear to me that she hated my guts and didn’t want to have anything to do with me but this banquet is a huge deal for me as I get to meet investors too. I knocked on her door twice but got no response and just as I was about to leave, I heard the door creak open. It looked like she had been away for months while she was just here but staying away from me. “I’m sorry to disturb you, I just wanted to give you this.” I said stretching out my hand to give her a box. It contained a gown and jewellery for the banquet tonight. She looked at the box and back at me before muttering some words. “What’s