Mag-log inChapter 19: I found your wife
Shane sat alone in his office long after Cindy had left.
The room was silent, but his mind wasn’t. Her perfume still lingered in the air—a sharp floral scent that now felt more like a warning than a comfort. He leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the closed laptop in front of him, his fingers interlocked behind his
Chapter forty-seven: Who is this handsome man? Meanwhile At Mystery's mansion, Spencer Gomez, aka the fake Mystery, sat comfortably in the living room, speaking with Alissa over the phone. He leaned back against the sofa, his expression growing increasingly irritated as he listened to her. “I don't understand. Why don't you want to press charges?” Mystery asked. “She could literally go to jail.” “I can't do that, at least not now,” Alissa replied calmly. “Cindy isn't completely healed. I'll do this as my last kindness to her as my sister.” Spencer sighed, rubbing his forehead. “Okay, fine. They were your designs, and you were forced to expose your true identity.” Alissa was silent for a moment before answering. “I've been hiding for too long, Spencer. It was time I took up my identity.” Spencer nodded slowly. “Okay, fine. Should I still request the investigation?” “Yes,” Alissa replied. Her voice became more serious. “I want to find the
Chapter forty-six: Can I make a phone call? “I am done with this nonsense,” the officer said irritably. “You two will stay here.” He glanced at his watch before continuing. “It’s already the weekend. I’m not paid enough for this. My shift is over, and I’m leaving.” “What are you saying, officer?” Alice asked in disbelief. “It’s the weekend. If no one is here to arrange your release and there’s no judge available to hear your bail request, you may have to remain in custody until the next available court hearing on Monday. So, even if you call him now, you may not be able to get out tonight.” “Are you serious?” Alice exclaimed, her voice rising again. “How can you do this to me? Do you know who I am?” “I don’t, and I don’t care,” the officer replied harshly. He gestured for the female officer to take Cindy back into the holding cell. As the female officer escorted Cindy back, the male officer returned to his post, gathered his belongings, changed
Chapter Forty-Five: Let me go “Why is my daughter still in detention? She just recovered from a coma!” Alice yelled at the policeman sitting across from her desk, her arms wrapped defensively around her chest. “Ma’am, your daughter was arrested for driving under the influence. She violated multiple traffic laws and exceeded the speed limit. She’ll be lucky if she doesn’t face jail time,” he told her sternly. His patience was wearing thin. This woman had been barking at him for the entire day, and he could no longer tolerate the entitled attitude of these rich folks. “So, you’re saying there’s nothing I can do?” she asked again, blinking away the tears in her eyes. The officer nodded softly. His eyes shifted to his wristwatch, and he sighed heavily. “Ma’am, visiting hours have already passed. You have to leave now.” “I can’t. My daughter is still in there,” she insisted, once again raising her voice. “Ma’am...” the officer warned, his voice becoming firmer.
Chapter forty-four: I'm tired of your shenanigans "Why is my mother daughter still in detention? She just recovered from a coma!" Alice yelled at the policeman sitting across his desk, her arms wrapped around her chest defensively. "Ma'am, your daughter has been arrested for driving under the influence, she violated multiple traffic laws and exceeded the speed limit, she will be lucky if she doesn't get jail time '' he told her sternly, this woman had been barking at him for the entire day. He could not take any more of the entitled rich folks. "So, you're saying there's nothing I can do?" She asked again, blinking away the tears in her eyes. The officer nodded softly. His eyes swatted to his wrist watch, and he sighed, " Ma'am, it's passed visiting hours. You have to leave now. " "I can't my daughter is still there " she insisted, once again yelling at the top of her lungs "Ma'am__" "I am not moving an inch out of this place, I'm only leaving here with
Chapter forty-three : Are you responsible for the accident that took place five years ago? “To who?” “I don’t see how that is any of your business, Shane,” Alissa clapped back, a little taken aback by his audacity. He was going to marry Cindy, yet here he was questioning who she wanted to spend her life with. The old man, noticing the tension, decided to cool it off. “Enough of the chit-chat. It’s time for my favorite soup.” “Are you hungry?” Alissa asked, suddenly alert. “A bit,” he admitted with a weak smile. “Okay. Give me twenty-five minutes,” Alissa announced. She took off her jacket and headed into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and began pulling out the ingredients she needed to prepare the soup. Shane followed her in. “Do you need help?” “No. Thanks,” she replied coldly, not looking at him. Shane shifted uncomfortably, torn between leaving and staying. He chose to remain, watching her cook. He noticed how her hair kept falling i
Chapter Forty-Two: You love her! “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine,” Alice said softly, stroking Cindy’s hair. “You’ll only have to pay a penalty.” Cindy’s eyes darted up, wide with fear. “Are you sure? I won’t go to jail, right?” “No, you won’t,” Alice assured her, though her own tone wavered. “You just woke up from a coma. Don’t worry. Take your bath—they’ll be coming soon.” But Cindy was not relieved. Nothing in Alice’s words could comfort her. She did not want to be arrested, and the thought of spending even a single day in a cell made her stomach churn. After her bath, she slipped into a comfortable long-sleeve gown, forced herself to eat, and swallowed her medication while she waited anxiously. The doorbell rang. Two uniformed officers stepped inside. One of them held up a folder. “Miss Cindy Reynolds? You need to come with us to the department.” Her heart thudded. Still, she managed to stand, forcing a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Of course.
Chapter 11: Dominic is a fool for underestimating you. "Good morning, Grandfather," Alissa greeted, placing a peck on the old man's cheek. His heart warmed with affection, and he replied sweetly, "Good morning, Colet. How was your night?" "It was nothing spectacular," Alissa answered ba
Chapter 5: Good for her "Alissa, can you hand over my towel?" Shane said from the shower. He had forgotten to grab his towel, a habit he couldn't seem to lose. Upon getting no response, Shane called out again, "Alissa, aren't you going to help or are you so desperate to see me naked?"
Chapter 2: You can have him For the umpteenth time, Alissa reread his messages. She had tried to contact him to no avail. Nothing made sense. Cindy Reynolds, her sister, was awake now. Alissa felt tears of happiness fill her eyes; she had been praying non-stop for Cindy to wake up. With
Chapter 1: Cindy is awake "Shane, ahhh" Alissa felt her entire body grow hotter with each touch around her curves. His lips melted into hers in an all-consuming kiss that made her toes curl. They both fell onto the king-size bed, pulling at each other's clothes in a frenzy, desperate to r







