"When her father's illness wrecked Marie she had no choice but to make a grave choice which was to either give up her freedom or lose her father, the only family she had left. With a short deadline, Marie runs to Aaron, her wealthy and arrogant ex-boyfriend, whom she had thought had forgotten about her. But in return for his help, Aaron would offer her something she couldn't reject: be his wife in exchange for the help he had rendered. Their arrangement unfolded into a shocking truth and discovery about Aaron's family and Marie was faced with the reality of her past which had haunted her for years. As Marie finds herself entangled in love and the secrets of her past, will she hope and love or will the secrets destroy the bond she had built?"
View More"Nurse!... Nurse, where is my father?" Marie asked as soon as she burst into the hospital at a speed that lightning would envy.
Everyone in the hospital turned to stare at her as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her, her sneakers thudding on the tiled floor and her ponytail swinging at her back.
Marie was still in her Cafe uniform and had even forgotten to take off her apron; she had quickly left her job as a waitress as soon as she got a call from the hospital that her father had been rushed over.
She was going to get in trouble no doubt but she needed to see her father, her heart was beating madly against the wall of her chest as she ran, tears stinging at the side of her eyes.
Just then, the doctor came out from the theater, pulling his nose mask from his face. She rushed to him, probably startling him.
"Doctor, where is my dad? What happened?" She asked, pulling his hands.
"Calm down, you must be Miss Mariagoretti Ambrose." He asked.
Marie nodded quickly, impatiently, "Yes, yes. That's me. I'm here to see my dad. Where is he? Is he okay?"
"Calm down, miss, "The doctor said, "Please, follow me to my office"
Marie quickly followed him down the corridor to his office, and she sat down uneasily as if she were made to sit on hot coals.
"Look, Marie. Your father is in a very critical condition, he was rushed down here after he had another seizure" The doctor told her, his life was in danger, "I'm afraid we need to carry out an operation for him immediately, miss, else you might lose your father"
Tears rushed down Marie's cheeks. An operation? Had it gotten so bad that her father would have to need an operation? She had spent all her earnings from the cafe to buy her father's drugs and made sure he ate the right food according to his nutritionist who she also had to pay.
Marie felt as if the earth was turning its bad side. Why was all this happening to her? She sniffed and looked up at the doctor, who had a remorseful look on his face.
"Okay, so how much are we looking at?" Marie asked him, fingers crossed.
The doctor sighed deeply, "The whole cost of his surgery is a hundred thousand dollars, miss, and remember, it had to be carried out as soon as possible"
The doctor's words kept ringing in her ears even after she had excused herself from his office, promising to gather the money in three days as he had advised.
It was impossible to do so, it was just the beginning of the month and there was no way her grumpy employer would pay her for the month, tears slipped down her cheeks.
She was allowed into her father's room and the constant beeping of the life machine filled her ears, her heart tightened in pain at the sight of him on the bed asleep.
Marie walked soundlessly to him and took his hand in hers, "I promise to get the money for your operation no matter what it takes, Dad"
She lowered her head to his hand and tears poured down her cheeks, her shoulder shaking in her sob, "Hold on tight, Dad. I'd get you out of this bed in no time"
Marie walked absent-mindedly out of the hospital, she didn't mind the glances that the passers-by threw at her as she walked past, she felt tired and in pain.
There was just so much going through her mind, so much she couldn't handle. She wiped her face quickly with the back of her hand but tears just kept on strolling down her face.
Her heart was heavy, so heavy as if placed on a heavy scale. Marie kept walking confusedly, the soles of her sneakers making a soft thud against the sidewalk, there was too much on her head but there was no one to pour out her problems to.
No one she could turn to for help, the truth was that no one could help, was it her boss back at the cafe? The thought of going to help for help itself sounded so lame and absurd, it could only happen in her imagination.
She couldn't just sit back, do nothing, and watch her father, the only family she had left die. Maria boarded a bus and sat down heavily at the back, she looked out of the window and allowed her tears to cascade down her cheeks.
"Where the hell have you been?" Ri, her friend, rushed to her and dragged her to the back of the counter as soon as she walked into the cafe.
Marie sat down heavily on one of the cafe stools, her face stained with tears and her eyes swollen. She looked down at her palm absent-mindedly and took a deep breath.
"I had to cover up for you; otherwise, Mr. Winchester would have noticed you were away and fired you in a blink," Ri told her out of breath. Her voice softened as she saw the dull look on her friend's face. "What happened, Marie?"
Marie sighed, her shoulders slumping down as she did, her face was a portrait of despair as she spoke up.
"My dad...he had another seizure and was rushed to the hospital," Marie said slowly.
Ri gasped audibly, "Oh my God, I'm ...I'm so sorry, Marie. I didn't know, so what would you do? What did the doctor say?"
Marie sighed heavily, "He needs to undergo an operation and he needs a hundred thousand dollars in three days else I will lose him"
Ri gasped again, louder than the last and her hands flew to her mouth, "How the hell can you raise a hundred thousand dollars in just three days? That's...that's impossible "
"I know, "Marie said quietly, "I don't know what to do, I'm just tired of everything and I can't lose my dad, he's the only one I've got left after my mum and sister died in that fatal accident "
Ri sighed and lowered to her, placing her hand on her shoulders, "Come on, Marie. You are not going to lose your dad and you should let go of those painful memories, it happened a long time ago"
"So what do I do now?" Marie looked up at her friend, a tear dropping from her eyes.
Ri straightened up and seemed to think for a few seconds then she looked down at Marie who had l of going to help for help itself sounded so lame and absurd, it could only happen in her imagination.
She couldn't just sit back, do nothing, and watch her father, the only family she had left die. Maria boarded a bus and sat down heavily at the back, she looked out of the window and allowed her tears to cascade down her cheeks.
"Where the hell have you been?" Ri, her friend, rushed to her and dragged her
Marie felt sick to her stomach when she woke up. The dull ache throbbed through her body, and she moaned as she slowly sat up. A reassuring gesture that had always calmed her hands automatically went to her stomach bump, but today it didn't help. It felt strange.Susann, who had been sitting close by, saw her stir and hurried over to join her. She put a delicate hand on Marie's arm while her eyes were worried.She said in a worried tone, “How are you feeling?” Marie swallowed forcefully, attempting to ignore the vertigo that was weighing her down. “Not great”, she muttered in a feeble voice. “I feel... unwell. What happened, and why am I here?” A stray hair fell from Marie’s forehead, and Susann’s face softened. Her eyes were full of sympathy as she said softly, “You passed out in the kitchen, remember? We have you here to recuperate. You were not doing well.”Susann went on using a steady but worried tone. “You have food poisoning," the doctor had said. He prescribed medication to
The only sounds in the bedroom were Marie's steady breathing and the slight hum of the rain hitting the windows. Although the storm outside had subsided, Aaron's inner turmoil persisted, growing more intense in quiet than ever before. He sat next to her, staring at her sleeping form with his fingers loosely laced together and his elbows resting on his knees. Slow, shallow breaths caused Marie's chest to rise and fall as she lay motionless. She no longer had the flush of pain that had hit her earlier; instead, she was paler and had a faint gleam of perspiration on her forehead.With a slight parting of her lips, her dark lashes spread out like shadows across her cheeks. She appeared to be the only thing that was pure in the midst of all this chaos, even now after everything had happened. Aaron couldn't take his eyes off it.He felt a sharp aching pulse of relief in his chest. She didn't get hurt. Despite the doctor's conclusion that she wasn't expecting the baby anytime soon, the baby
Aaron’s heart pounded in his chest as he ran down the hallway, barely registering the sound of the mansion's front door slamming shut. He had been torn like a lightning strike by Susann's emergency call, and his mind was racing with the worst-case scenarios. He whispered to himself, “Marie…” as he pushed open the master bedroom door.His gaze instantly fell on her. Her body, pale and limp against the soft white sheets, was still unconscious. Her skin had a thin coating of perspiration. As he knelt next to her and gently brushed a damp lock of hair away from her face, his heart lurched.His voice was tight just above a whisper as he asked, “Is she okay?” Susann stood next to him with her arms crossed over her chest. Her face was pale, and she had worried eyes. “Aaron, the doctor is en route. He'll understand what's happening.”Aaron took some time to respond. He kept his gaze on Marie, observing her chest's gradual rise and fall. He had a nagging suspicion that something was wrong...
Susann's silk robe was pulled tight around her as she made her way through the dim hallways to the kitchen. There was an eerie calm about the mansion tonight that made her chest tighten with something she couldn't replace.Although she didn't know what had gone wrong earlier, she had a feeling. There was an oppressive silence as if a storm had swept through the house. Just in time to hear the scream, she arrived at the kitchen hallway.It was like a blade cutting through the air. High. Angular. Identifiable.Marie.Susann's breath caught in her chest as she froze at the doorway. The tray she was carrying clattered noisily to the floor, broken by the impact of the porcelain. Her hands suddenly pushed open the kitchen doors with a violent lurch of her heart.Her heart raced with cold panic at what she saw. Marie lay on the floor, her hands gripping her stomach as she fell close to the counter. Now every breath she took caused her baby bump's gentle curve to heave.Sweat was dripping fro
It was too silent in the mansion. The cold tiles beneath Marie’s feet grounded her more than she liked as she padded down the hallway. Aaron's words kept repeating in her mind, and she had her arms crossed tightly across her chest, more out of nervousness than cold.She had to do something before the weight in her chest got too much. She turned on the warm lights above and walked to the kitchen. The room was immaculate—a pristine shell concealing the decay underneath—because it was cleaned every day just like the rest of the house, not because anyone used it.Reaching over to the counter, Marie filled the kettle. To her senses, the sound of the running water was like static. After gently putting the kettle back down, she leaned both palms on the counter's edge and let out a slow exhale.I was described as a distraction. The memory made her stomach churn. Aaron had expressed his anger in a very quiet way, but there had also been a wounded and dangerous look in his eyes. When he decla
The far-off crash sounded like a gunshot in the middle of the night, echoing down the hallway. When Marie heard the muffled sound of wood splintering, she had just arrived at the end of the hallway. Her fingers tightened around the folds of her robe as she stopped, her breath caught in her chest.There was silence after another thud. A tense rather than peaceful silence filled Aaron. She made no hesitation. Turning on her heel, she rushed down the corridor. When she arrived at his room, her bare feet hardly made a sound on the marble floors. Her hand hovered over the doorknob as she paused at it.A shiver went down her back. She gave a soft knock. “Aaron?” Not responding. Slowly opening the door, she saw the chair near the far wall broken in two.“Aaron?” she repeated a little softer this time as she entered and shut the door.He didn't move right away. His fists were clenched at his sides, his head was slightly bowed, and his shoulders were tense. Papers scattered on the floor, a br
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