“Amelia?” Sylvia called, her voice dripping with concern as she stepped towards the desk, taking the seat opposite Amelia’s. “What’s going on? Why do you want to leave?”“Y-you haven’t heard?” Amelia stuttered, sniffing to hold back her tears.“No, sweetheart. Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” she reached for Amelia’s hand on the desk, squeezing it softly.Amelia sniffed again, biting hard on her lips to hold off the tears that were threatening to spill.“I have to leave, Sylvia. I… I can’t…”Sylvia stared at her patiently, waiting for her to explain more.“There are rumors. I heard them. Everyone here thinks I’m his mistress and I’m sleeping with him to keep my job,”“But you know it's not true and you don’t have to listen to them or feel bad about it when you’re not guilty, Amelia,”“But that’s not all. His family wants him to be married to another woman and now the media is spreading the news that they’re about to announce their engagement. How do I compete with that?”Sylvia smiled
Ryan had rushed home when his search for Amelia at the office turned out to be futile. The urgency in his steps as he got into the house had his head spinning, but he didn’t care. All he wanted was to see Amelia and to confirm she hadn’t left like he feared she would. But his fears came to life when he stepped into their bedroom to see all of her stuff was gone from the dresser. His heart slammed hard against his chest as he approached the closest with slow steps scared to accept the truth that was glaring at him. She couldn’t leave. He kept telling himself but the moment he opened the door to the extravagant closet, he saw a half of the space was empty and all of Amelia’s clothes were gone. His heart sank, the truth finally dawning on him. She left. A gulp worked its way down his throat, and he blinked just to make sure he wasn’t dreaming but his eyes met the same space that had once housed all of her accessories and clothes. He felt the emptiness slowly seeping into him, his ches
Popular Designer, Lara Zhang, and Well-Known Businessman, Ryan Davidson, set to announce their engagement.Lara stared at the huge tv screen in her living room, smiling in satisfaction as she sipped from the glass of juice in her hold, while reading the entertainment news headline over and over again. Her plans had worked out as expected. The news was all over the place that her engagement with Ryan was going to be announced in a few weeks. Some Media houses had even added a better spin to it, claiming they’d been secretly dating and hiding their relationship from the public because they weren’t sure it’d last long. But now that her business was flourishing and Ryan was about to clock his thirties, they thought it was the right time to let everyone know of their relationship and to finally settle down as a couple.Lara had read all of the articles that spun from the story she’d told the journalists to spread and she was delighted to see they were taking effect as expected. The public
Ryan stared at his phone screen, reading all of the many texts he’d sent to Amelia since she left. It’s been two days and she hadn’t responded to a single one of them. She hadn’t returned any of his calls and he still had no clues as to her whereabouts. He’d even contacted the landlord of her Texas apartment, just to make sure she hadn’t gone there but he was informed that the place had been rented out to a couple a week after Amelia moved out and she hadn’t showed up ever since.He stared at the numerous texts he’d sent to her, that comprised of him begging her to return, and the angry ones he’d sent when she wouldn’t respond, the threatening ones and the last ones of him pleading with her and apologizing for all of the times he’d hurt her but none of them got a response. His heart was heavy and her absence was terribly weighing on him. He couldn’t stop regretting his decision to attend Lara’s party when he could have just stayed home.If only he hadn’t attended that party, he wouldn
Selena was the first to spot Ryan wasted at the bar the moment they stepped into the house. Her eyebrows drew together in a frown, watching him closely with interest.“Is he… is he alright?” she asked, her words dripping with concern.Gretchen released a distressful sigh, her eyes still on her boss.“He’s a bit drunk,”Selena’s gaze left him for a moment, locking with the other woman. This time, the look of surprise she wore on her face wasn’t feigned but it was real. She’d lived with Ryan for five years and in all of that time, never had he been drunk. Not even when he discovered that Julia wasn’t his child or when they’d been working through their divorce. He didn’t have to ask the housekeeper to know Amelia was somehow responsible for his drunken state and it disgusted and annoyed her so much that the bitch had so much hold on him that he’d allowed himself to get wasted on alcohol all because of her. She blinked, swallowing down her annoyance before returning her gaze to the man
“What is she doing here, Ryan?” Sylvia popped the question that had been hovering in her head, regarding Selena’s presence.His ex-wife was the last person she’d expected to see in Ryan’s home and dressed scantily when he was having such relationship crises with Amelia and with all of the rumors flying around regarding his engagement with another woman. She didn’t believe Ryan would be daft enough to still be having an affair with his ex-wife in the midst of all these.“I…” Ryan tried speaking, searching for an explanation for the situation in his home, with Sylvia glaring hard at him. But the more he wracked his brain for a response, the more empty it felt. He couldn’t recall anything that had gone down the previous night.“You suddenly can’t speak?” Sylvia spat out, trying her best to control her voice and her temper because of the child in his arms.Ryan drew in a breath, closing his eyes just to be able to recall anything but nothing came to mind. Unknown to Sylvia, he was battlin
Ryan pulled to a stop at a distance away from the beach house watching the house, with the serenity of the environment washing over him, although his heart was slamming hard against his chest. As soon as Selena had told him of where Amelia had been, he quickly got on his way, not wanting to spend another second without having her in his arms and his home. The two hours drive to the beach house had been hell, as his thoughts kept spiraling out of control, and more than once, he’d gotten cursed at by other drivers due to his reckless driving but he didn’t care. All he wanted was to be reconciled with the love of his life again.Now that he was at his destination, his heart was pounding hard against his chest for fear of how things could go down. He knew he had to thread carefully because he was tired of fighting with Amelia. If she decided she didn’t want to be with him anymore because of the news and wasn’t ready to face his family, he didn’t know what he was going to do. All he wanted
It was evening by the time Amelia and Ryan returned home. Hand in hand, they approached the door to his penthouse and he opened it with a bright smile on his face, with Amelia following behind him.“Pumpkin, mommy is home!” Ryan announced, grinning widely while pulling Amelia’s suitcase behind him.As soon as the words had left his mouth, Dora came running, grinning toothily.“Mommy!” she screamed, running to Amelia who caught her in her arms, lifting her from the ground and hugging her tightly to her chest. “I’ve missed you,” “I missed you more, baby, but I’m back now,” Amelia responded, a sad smile ghosting over her face as she recalled how she’d left Ryan’s home without considering her daughter’s welfare. She pressed her lips to her temple, closing her eyes and drawing in a deep breath. “I’ll never leave you again, honey,” she murmured.Gretchen stepped out of the kitchen at that moment. She’d been preparing dinner while keeping Dora company when they heard Ryan’s call. Without wa