For the longest, Chase's gaze darted into hers as he held his tongue, and then he looked away for a short time before focusing on Jada again."My lawyer is very creditable. But are you this serious about leaving your husband?" Chase asked, staring into her soul. "Why?""I don't like him." She mumbled as she dropped her gaze."That's not reason enough.""I don't know him."Not saying a word, Chase stood there, his eyes locked on Jada's downcast face. The silence between them was heavy with unspoken emotions, tension coiling like a live wire. Time seemed to stretch, each passing second filled with anticipation and uncertainty.Jada could feel Chase's intense gaze on her, his eyes boring into her soul. The weight of his scrutiny made her heart race and her palms grow clammy. It was as if he could see through her, peeling back the layers of her carefully constructed facade and exposing the vulnerability she kept hidden.Finally, unable to bear the silence, Chase moved closer to Jada, his
The gravel crunched under the wheels of Leon's black sedan as he sped up the winding driveway toward the mansion. His heart raced as he approached the gates, a sense of rage gnawing at him. Without hesitation, Leon slammed his foot on the gas pedal, and the powerful engine roared to life, propelling him forward. The gates swung open with a metallic groan, revealing the sprawling manor beyond. He barely stopped the car before jumping out and rushing towards the grand entrance.As he stormed up the steps to the front door, a distinguished-looking butler, James, emerged to greet him. "Good evening, sir Kingsley. May I inquire about the purpose of your visit?" James asked, his voice dripping with politeness.However, Leon paid little attention to the butler's courteous demeanor and said roughly, "I need to see Mr. Hudson. It's urgent."James raised a well-groomed eyebrow, clearly taken aback by Leon's brusque demeanor. Nevertheless, he maintained his composure and nodded. "Of course, si
The sunlight glowed inside as Leon stormed through the polished glass doors of HH's headquarters, his footsteps echoing in the grand marble-floored lobby. His frustration simmered just beneath the surface, a dangerous fire that threatened to consume him entirely. A month had passed since Jada had left, and it was as if she had vanished into thin air. The walls of worry were closing in on him, and he couldn't wait any longer. Her memories could resurface at any moment, and his carefully laid plans would crumble to dust.He had hoped to finish the job before making any move on the business, but time was no longer on his side. The relentless tick-tock of the clock had become an unbearable reminder of his mounting desperation.With determined steps, Leon marched towards the elevators, his piercing eyes focused like laser beams, and his usual charisma was masked by the shadow of anxiety.As he ascended to the top floor, Leon couldn't help but replay the thoughts in his head, 'She has no
The women hesitated, eyeing each other before one answered, removing Jada's pajamas off her shoulders, "He's in the dining room, waiting on you." Slowly, she stepped into the tub, and the water held her like a comforting embrace, her body sinking into the warmth. The women surrounded her, their hands cupping water and cascading it over her shoulders, tracing delicate lines along her arms. Each touch and stroke was filled with care and tenderness as the women worked silently, their movements gently. Jada closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensations that washed over her, allowing herself to be enveloped by the healing ritual. ~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~ The dining room carried tension with just a look from Chase as he stared away from his mug and focused on his assistant. Standing before his boss, Jacob frowned as he said, "It's been a month. She is healed... Why are you helping her, master?" As Chase set his tea down, his piercing blue eyes narrowed. He studied Jacob's face for a moment be
The kitchen hummed with the bustling energy of anxious maids, their whispers intertwining with the clattering of pots and pans. Jada ran about in the room through the chaos and collected various ingredients from the kitchen cabinets. Each cabinet door creaked open, revealing a treasure trove of spices, herbs, and delicacies.As she reached for a jar of saffron, a young maid approached her, her eyes brimming with concern. "Miss Jada, please, Sir, is very particular about what he eats. We have served him faithfully for countless years, knowing his every culinary preference to your fingertip," she pleaded.Jada paused, her hand still hovering in mid-air, her fingers yearning to caress the vibrant threads of saffron. Her eyes softened with understanding as she regarded the maid. "Then teach me," she said. "Teach me what Chase loves. I promise that I am a quick learner. Give me an instruction, and I will follow. But I want to make him breakfast from now on."The maid's eyes widen
The room fell silent, tension thickening the atmosphere, and Chase met her gaze with furrowed eyebrows, asking, "You want to come? Why?""Because..." Jada mumbled as she bit her bottom lip hesitantly, unsure how to word her thoughts correctly.Finally, she decided, "It's me you guys are going to talk about, right? So why shouldn't I be there?"His eyelids lower, a frown pulling at the corners of his lips. After a few moments, he raised his eyes to look straight at hers. "No,"The two stared at each other, neither willing to back down. The tension mounted. Finally, Jada let out a defeated groan, running her fingers through her black curls. "Why don't you want me to go?"Her question was met with silence, and Chase averted his gaze, his shoulders slumping in defeat. When he looked back up at her, he opened his mouth to speak, hesitated, then closed it again, his jaw clenched tight—a long moment passed before he finally said. "Fine. You can come along.""Are you afraid I will get cold f
Lost in the tangled corridors of her mind, Jada seemed to drift away, her eyes staring out into the world beyond the tinted windows as she and Chase sat in the backseat.A crease of worry etched its mark on Chase's brows, his gaze fixed on her, gentle, even as his thoughts stirred beneath the surface. Unable to bear the weight of the silence any longer, Chase's voice echoed, his words carrying a tender concern. "Are you okay, Jada?" Slowly, Jada's eyes fluttered open, her gaze breaking away from the world beyond the window for a moment and settled upon the deep concern in his eyes. With a voice that trembled only slightly, as if betraying the stormy depths of her thoughts, she offered a whispered, "Yes."Then, slowly, she leaned her head towards him and closed her eyes again, resting it against his shoulder as she took comfort in the way he embraced her."I am more than fine. I am happy." Jada whispered, feeling his arm tighten around her, pulling her closer as his fingers trailed
Glaring at her with eyes that burned like embers, Leon's brows furrowed at Jada, his anger simmering beneath the surface as he slowly rose from behind the desk. The room seemed to shrink in the face of his seething resentment, the aura heavy with the tension that crackled as he and Chase's gaze locked."Is this how you plan on handling things, Jada?" he sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Running off to live with another man while still married to me? You truly have no shame."Daring his audacity, Jada met his gaze with a sardonic smile curling upon her lips. Her eyes danced with defiance and amusement as if she had expected nothing less from him. "Come on," she said, her tone laced with a thread of exasperation. "I thought we were past this conversation. Why are you still sobbing over me? Don't tell me no other woman can love you except me or your mama."Leon's face contorted into a bitter smirk, his eyes gleaming with a glint of malice that sent a shiver down Jada's spine f