Bye Bye Ashley... The bitch is gone. lol Well let's hope so she may appear in Noah and April's story. Better the devil you know lol Love Feedback Bilie
Tally walked into the dimly lit house. She was so mentally tired from everything that had happened during the day’s events. The soft glow of candles flickered throughout the living room, casting a warm, inviting light. She hoped Ryan hadn’t cooked dinner because if he had; she was really late. Looking at her phone, she saw it was 9:17pm.“Ryan?” she called out softly, her voice barely above a whisper.There was no immediate response, but as she stepped further into the room, she moved through the house and noticed the bedroom door was slightly ajar. Her pulse quickened, a feeling of anticipation stirring within her. She approached the door cautiously, her hand rested against the wood for a moment before she pushed it open.Her eyes scanned the room, finally landing on Ryan, who stood in the bathroom doorway. He was wearing only his boxers and an expression that was unreadable, but there was a fire in his eyes that sent a shiver down her spine. She had been looking forward to coming hom
The next day, Tally returned home from work after Ryan because she had stopped at the grocery store to pick some things up for dinner. Ryan was already there, his expression serious. He was standing by the window, looking out at the skyline. She could sense that something was on his mind, and her heart skipped a beat as she wondered what he was thinking about. With so many things unresolved between them. Tally knew she had read too much into every expression from him lately.“Hey,” she said softly, stepping into the room. “You look like you’ve got a lot on your mind.”Ryan turned to face her, his eyes dark with emotion. “I do,” he admitted. “I invited Noah over. I need to tell him the truth about everything.”Tally felt a pang of sympathy for both men. Noah deserved to know the truth, but she knew it would be devastating for him. “Are you sure this is the right time?” she asked, her voice gentle as she placed her shopping bags in the kitchen.Ryan nodded. “Yes. It has to be done. I can
Tally stood in front of the mirror, her breath catching as she took in the sight of herself. The gown Holly had helped her pick out clung to her curves like a second skin, its deep emerald fabric shimmering under the soft lighting. The plunging neckline left little to the imagination, and the slit up the side revealed just enough leg to be tantalizing. She felt confident and undeniably sexy. Before becoming Ryan’s wife, if she had to attend an event like this with him, she would have just worn a plain black dress.“You look stunning,” Ryan’s voice came from behind her, sending a shiver down her spine. She turned to see him leaning against the doorframe, his eyes dark with desire. He was dressed in a tailored tuxedo that accentuated his broad shoulders and lean frame. His hair was perfectly styled, and his jaw was clean-shaven. He looked every bit the part of the wealthy businessman he was.“Thank you,” Tally replied, her voice low and sultry. “Holly has great taste.” Tally looked back
Ryan’s eyes widened in shock at Tally’s words. He stared at her. Tally saw his mind working. Thinking god only knows what.“John Benson is your brother?” Ryan said with clipped tones.Tally confirmed his suspicion. “He is my brother,” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. The revelation hung heavy in the air between them. His eyes darkened.“Excuse us, Noah,” Ryan said, his tone firm. He placed a hand on Tally’s lower back and guided her away from the busy ballroom, where anyone could hear them. As they stepped out onto the veranda, they could still hear the noise and conversations of the guests within the ballroom, but muffled now.The veranda was dimly lit, with soft lanterns casting a gentle yellow glow over the stone floor. Tally moved away from the doors leading back into the ballroom and put some distance between her and Ryan. She was worried about what he could be thinking right now. She was Barry Benson's daughter. Would he think she was a company spy? The Ryan she ha
Ryan and Tally bid farewell to Noah, who offered a hug and a reassuring smile to Tally as they parted ways. The night air was cool against their skin as they stepped into the waiting limousine. Ryan’s hand found Tally’s, his fingers intertwining with hers as he pulled her close.“You were amazing back there,” Ryan murmured, his breath warm against her ear. “I’m proud of you.”Tally leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder. “I’m surprised he was there tonight. Barry doesn't do charity events. I’m glad I had you by my side when he confronted me like that.”The limo glided through the city streets; the lights blurring outside the tinted windows. Ryan’s hand moved to her thigh, his touch light but deliberate. He traced small circles with his thumb, sending shivers up her spine. “You know,” he said, his voice low and teasing, “I can’t help but think about what we could be doing right now if we had more time.” Tally knew he was changing the subject. She couldn’t help but think he wa
Tally stepped off the elevator and into the bustling office, her heels clicking against the polished floor. Holly wasn’t in her customary spot at the reception desk. The usual hum of conversation seemed to falter as she walked through the office, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that everyone was staring at her. She glanced around, catching the curious glances and whispered murmurs. It was unsettling, to say the least.Tally adjusted her blouse, double-checking that all the buttons were done up, but that didn’t seem to quell the strange looks she was receiving. Tally wished Holly had been in when she arrived.Making her way to her desk, Tally put her handbag away after pulling out her mobile phone. She noticed a message from Ethan. His message read, “Can you believe this lying bitch? I’m here if you want to talk.” Attached was a link to a news story. Tally’s heart sank as she clicked on the link, her stomach twisting with dread. She just knew it would be something she didn’t want to
Ryan took a few more minutes, his mind racing as the memories fully settled in. The realization of Tally’s pregnancy hit him like a brick wall, filling him with a mixture of joy and protective instinct. He finally moved the car back into traffic, gripping the steering wheel tightly as he navigated through the evening rush hour. Ryan relived the car accident that had caused him to lose his memory of his wife. Remembering that she was pregnant helped him understand why he might have erased her from his memory. Of course, this was just his own speculation, since he wasn’t a psychologist. Nonetheless, knowing that she was pregnant and unable to prevent the accident, he blamed himself for the collision. So, his subconscious mind had effectively removed the problem. Ryan thought that perhaps the recent near miss with another car, and his instinct to protect her by putting his arm across her body to save her, had triggered his memories to resurface. Now that he had his memories back, Ryan
Ryan and Tally sat side by side at the breakfast table. Ryan sipped his coffee, which she was still missing. “You have coffee envy.” He grinned at her. “Oh, shut up.” Tally said in a huffy tone, as she drank her decaf tea. Ryan placed his free hand over her belly. “It’s for a good cause. You are growing our baby.” His phone beeped to let him know he had a message. Taking his hand from her stomach, he picked up his phone. “It’s from Noah. He sent me the link for the media release about Ashley and Blake.” He let her know. As they read the explosive media story that had broken overnight. The article was damning, detailing Ashley’s lies and deceit, and Blake’s infidelity in intricate detail. Ryan’s eyes scanned the text rapidly. Tally, on the other hand, took her time, letting the words sink in, feeling a strange mix of vindication and sorrow for those who would inevitably be hurt by the truth. Ryan handed her the phone so she could read it at her own pace. When he saw the look on her