An hour of walking around the ward to visit her patients provided a little consolation for Harper, who had been so frustrated that she had previously been hit by Alex’s madness. She was very grateful because this activity could make her forget all her steamy activities with Alex in her office a little.
When she left her office earlier for a visit, Anette had a strange look at her. But then she said nothing to her and only handed over a folder containing a list of patients she had to visit this afternoon. Harper is really grateful because Anette is not the type of woman who wants to know about other people's lives. Maybe Anette was a little suspicious of her relationship with Alex and the length of time they had been in her room, but Anette chose to hold back and didn't question herself about Alex's visit this afternoon.
"Everything is in stable condition. But schedule Ariel to do relaxation therapy three times in the next week. Her paranoia causes a bit of anxiet
Alex walked out of his ten-story office carrying an expensive leather bag made by a famous designer in jet black. His favorite color. As he exited his comfortable room on the tenth floor, he had asked his secretary to divert whatever calls were directed to him today. For Harper, he wanted to make it more perfect. He wanted to celebrate today as their anniversary. Although in fact, it was just a one-sided decision. He didn't know whether Harper accepted it or was just having fun with him earlier. But he doesn't care. He thought things were going pretty well. He just needed a little patience to get Harper's heart like she used to. No matter how much Harper hated him, it couldn't possibly beat Harper's love for him. To hell with the too much self-confidence he has. Indeed that is the fact. Their love war in Harper's room has answered everything. She had voluntarily surrendered herself to him. Give up on whatever he will do. And vice versa, he welcomed the idea equally well. So now for a
Tonight is fun. Harper forgot Alex's reckless remarks on the dining table as soon as they started eating Brielle's turkey and talked about a lot of things. Brielle dominated more light things and livened up the tense atmosphere that had previously enveloped the dining table. She is very grateful that this house has a cheerful Brielle and always provides a red color-like blush that sweetens the appearance of every woman. Alex must also agree with her thoughts. Brielle is a treasure, a family member that has managed to make Alex's gloomy life a little different. Harper was now escorting Heidi to her bedroom. Using the lift that Alex had built for Heidi's accommodation, Harper casually pushed the girl's wheelchair toward her room on the second floor. But this time something was different than usual. This time she wouldn't have missed this situation in silence, because she knew Heidi wasn't that quiet. “How do you feel Heidi? Everyone loves the surprise you give."
It is a tough day and it is not easy for Tyler, who has worked hard all day to solve the Alma murder case. Although neither side demanded the case be resolved, it seemed like a scar that was itchy and wanted to keep scratching until he was satisfied. During his training as a criminal cop and during his career in the criminology division, he has believed that every case is never perfect. He always believes that the perpetrator must have made a mistake during his crime, so that it can be a clue for him and other police officers to uphold justice. But in Alma's case— everything was perplexing for him. Even though the case seemed odd, the irregularity was difficult to prove. Even with a suspect who had been caught, he was still not satisfied with the result. His brain always accuses Alexander Enzo of being the mastermind behind Alma's death. And at this stage he didn't care at all if he would be attacked back by Alex because he had accused him. His career could indeed be ruined if he mad
“I was just about to go to lunch. You have eaten?" "There is a meeting with investors until two o'clock. We ate in the Lounge." As she walked, Harper greeted back the fellow doctors she happened to meet in the lobby. Meanwhile, her lips were still actively talking to Alex, who had called her a few minutes ago. "Good luck. Don't let them down." "I won’t. Who are you going to have lunch with? " Is it with that bastard doctor?" Harper giggled. “Hendren? Of course not. For a long time, I avoided him because I also didn't like his attitude. Today I'm going to have lunch with Amber. She nagged me that she wanted lunch because she wanted to tell me about Tyler's matters." "What's more with that man. I think there will be a failure in their relationship." "Tsk, don't be like that. I'm sure they'll make up soon. Tyler was just too focused on his job. Yesterday Amber told me that Tyler was going to investigate Sherbrooke." "Sherb
Closing the car door hard, Harper then walked unsteadily into her apartment. Actually, it was a condo, not an apartment, but she used to use the term apartment because previously she lived in an apartment. Long before she had enough money to buy a condo. But now she has a great job, a patient who trusts her, and money keeps flowing into her account. So she had decided six months ago to buy a condo that was nicer and bigger than her apartment.The condo was built in the heart of Toronto City. The building has five floors. The area of each condo is one hundred and twenty square meters with very complete facilities inside. Gym, sauna, swimming pool, and playground for children, and there are facilities for pet care as well. In the past, Harper was lucky because she got the condo at a price that was not too expensive. One of her friends works in the marketing department. The man then gave her a twenty percent discount as well as the freedom to choose her unit.So here sh
The sound of slamming the door was loud and shaking. The perpetrator who did it looked so messy and disheveled. The ragged duffel bag hung resignedly on his slumping shoulder. The look on his face was grim, as gloomy as the cloudy night sky. Once again he winced as another bout of headache started attacking him. A bottle of Jack Daniels and a few sips of scotch didn't get him drunk at all, but a bottle of Jack Daniels and a scotch managed to make his head pound even more painfully. "Damn that Pedro!" Axe cursed under his breath. His body rocked back and forth as he walked towards the door. For a few moments Axe held on to the door frame, he felt like the door was going to collapse on him. He shook his head several times, trying to get rid of the feeling of hangover from the booze he had been drinking earlier. He thought that by drinking a lot of alcohol he could get rid of all his problems. But it's not. Absolutely not! Pedro made threats that felt so annoying to him. My God, he c
“Read My Mind” Chapter 9 The remnants of last night's storm were still clearly visible in the courtyards of each house on Rue Des Marronniers. The wind gusts were accompanied by water that fell as if splashed from a large bucket in the sky. Maybe it was the celestial giant. Years ago, children were engrossed in the tales of Jack and the evil giant. They thought that above the clouds stood a magnificent castle where the giants lived. Jayden came out of the white-walled house. His yard now looks the same as his neighbor's yard. Dirty and full of fallen leaves. With a high-neck red sweeter, Jayden rushed to the small storage room beside his house to get cleaning supplies. "Kiddo!" That voice. Jayden knew very well who the owner was. Uncle Thomas! The big tall old man with a bloated stomach that looked like he had just swallowed a gallon was waving at him. “Last night a giant spilled a bucket of wat
Slipping a ten dollar bill to the valet, Alex then quickly got into his car and drove out of the parking lot of the Harper condo. This morning was more beautiful than any morning he had lived in his thirty-two years of life which could not be called good. There's nothing more beautiful than spending the morning with Harper while listening to her chatter about her favorite book. That book! The book he wrote himself five years ago. It's nice to know that the woman he loves so much enjoys every paragraph he writes through his imagination.Not entirely imaginary actually. The book almost tells the story of his half of life which has been tightly closed from everyone. The story contains eighty percent truth that tells the story of his life. The origin of Alexa