ログイン“It's a lovely day, isn't it, Mr. Jackson?” Serena said the moment she and her team entered the VIP ward.She stood by the monitor, eyes flicking over the vitals while a resident read the chart alou“The weather is great.” He glanced out through the window. His eyes lingered on for three seconds before averting his gaze. “I wish I could take my wife on a date on a day like this. Not stuck on this godforsaken bed. Pardon my manners.” He didn't smile, but his gaze softened. It contradicted his voicSerena laughed it off. “I understand how you feel. Very soon you'll get to go on many dates with her“I miss my son. Are you married, doctor?” She nodded, her right hand adjusting his IV. “I guess you have a kid too. You understand how it feels being restricted from attending his PTAHer countenance turned solemn. “No, I don't understand. I don't have a kid, but I know the feeling must be awful.“I hate itShe took the new labs from the nurse. “Once the light chains are controlled, we can fin
As the morning air wafted in through the window, blowing on the curtains, Serena also slid out of the closet in a brand new outfit, a white strapless top and mini split skirt that barely reached her knees, clinging to her body, the skirt accentuating her curves.She ambled over, picked up her coat and the documents left on the nightstand. After a brief check in the mirror, she exited the bedroom, heading downstairs.She could overhear distant voices. Two soft voices conversing and she knew who the voices belonged to.“Do you want me to keep monitoring him?” “That won't be necessary. He's not a fool.”When Serena moseyed into the dining room, their conversation ceased. She overheard a bit of their conversation but she didn't care. She was even more surprised to see one of the chairs around the long table occupied today. She indifferently looked at Felix. “Good morning,”“Good morning, Serena.” With a bright smile that could win a child's favour, Felix nodded as he drew a seat for her
The meeting ended ten minutes ago. Henley was supposed to return to his office. Scott had informed him three times that a visitor was waiting, but he didn’t budge an inch. After listening to Brett’s analysis, he dismissed him with a flick of his hand.“Sir, he’s still waiting for you in your office,” Scott came forward to remind him for the tenth time.“I told you to dismiss him.”“I think you need to meet with him. You’ll have to face him at the annual board meeting eventually anyway, sir.”Henley was about to dismiss him again when something clicked. His expression hardened instantly, like steel sliding into place.Cautiously, Scott took a step back, like a scared kitten. “Mr. MacDonald?”“Keep everyone away from my office for fifteen minutes. The meeting will be brief.” With that, he rose from his seat and left the conference room.Henley was standing in the doorway of his office. Suit jacket off. Sleeves rolled up. Tie loosened. And he was smiling. That was the scary part. Whe
“I hate it,” he whispered quietly, as if he was talking to himself.“Huh?” Confused, her long, thick black lashes fluttered with curiosity. Her weight was still on his desk, files scattered across the floor from her resistance.He didn’t look at them. He didn’t care about the papers. Only Serena. Only she mattered.“Him. Anyone else looking at what’s mine. Anyone touching you. I despise it,” he said, like an unforgiving confession.Taken aback, her eyes widened. Her lips parted, still red and swollen, glittering with moisture that hadn’t dried from being devoured by him like an insatiable beast. “I’m not a thing you can—”“Should I lock you up? Or get rid of everyone around you? If that’s what it takes to make you listen to me, I’m more than willing to do it.”“Henley!” Her voice choked, fear flashing across her face for a second.“Just joking,” he chortled softly. No, he wasn’t. He was never joking. His voice was cold as ice. His hand curled into a fist for a second before loos
“If I can't have you, no one can.”His words still hunted her in the dream. Even after she woke up this morning, his mark was still there. The claim. His possession and obsession. The memory was vivid. As cool morning air slipped in to mix with the warmth in her room, her body shivered. She stepped back from the open window, a cup of black coffee warming her hands.After last night, Serena didn’t know how to treat any of this anymore. She should have been heartbroken. Instead her head was full of the man who had stolen her sleep. There wasn’t even room left to think of Eric.It was like he’d put a spell on her.“Good morning, ma'am. Mr. Felix is a bit concerned about you. He wondered if you’d prefer breakfast in your room, or if you’ll come down to the dining room later.” One of the maids spoke softly, head slightly lowered.Serena stood in a pink silk robe that hit just above her knees, her long auburn hair swept over her right shoulder. The wedding ring on her finger caught the mor
He wasn't alone.He was with another woman. Someone she didn't even know. And he looked happy.Had he already moved on?Questions ravaged her mind. Not that Serena could blame him. This was meant to happen one day. But why now? They hadn't even resolved their last misunderstanding. Parting ways like this wasn't ideal. Across the lot, Eric stood frozen. His gaze locked on Serena. Surprised. Puzzled. His jaw went slack.Serena remembered every message she had sent after hearing about his sudden transfer. She needed an explanation. But work had swallowed her, and she hadn't gotten the chance to see him.Her chest tightened into a knot. Before she could slip away, Henley pulled her into his chest, blocking Eric from view. His hand came up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear like he’d done it a hundred times. A deliberate line drawn between them and Eric. A man marking his territory. A clean, clear warning.Eric got the message. It showed on his face. His next step was reluctant.“







