Layla's POV A YEAR LATER "Hey..." I began softly, snaking my arm around Noah's waist. "Are you going out already?"It was Tuesday. He was definitely going out. But when I saw him, just standing there by the mirror knotting his tie, I just couldn't resist. "Yeah." Noah nodded. He fixed his tie on his neck before turning to face me. "I have to be in the office today." Today... Yesterday, the day before... Everyday. Even on weekends, he worked. Every single day since he returned home from the hospital almost a year ago, he left the mansion early to go to work. "Noah..." Gently, he pulled my hands away from his shirt and stepped aside. "I'll be late.""But you're the boss." I pouted. "And I'm your wife." I had to remind him of those words every single day for the past year. I was his wife! He had to get it into his thick skull sooner or later. "You can afford a day off Noah. You've been working too hard." I tried to convince, reaching out my hands to touch him again. I wan
Layla’s POVI walked down the hallway with a bounce in my step, smiling politely at the nurses who passed, pretending like I hadn’t just rewritten an entire man’s life with one sentence.'I’m your wife.'God. That felt good to say.As I turned the corner, I nearly bumped into the doctor from before. He looked up from the clipboard in his hand, startled.“Oh, Mrs. Reynolds.”The name felt like music to my ears.“He’s awake,” I blurted, unable to keep the excitement from my voice.The doctor blinked at me, then nodded. “I’ll be right there.” He turned, already heading for the room.I followed behind him, trying to put my face back into that mask of concern. Not too happy, not too calm. I needed to be the worried wife, the supportive partner, the innocent woman whose husband lost his memory in a tragic accident. That’s what they expected.And I could be whatever they needed me to be.When we reached the door, the doctor entered first. I paused for just a moment staring at the door which
Layla's POVI scoffed lightly at the question. I didn't mean to... fuck I was a grieving wife, but that question was just dumb. Does he have enemies? "He is Noah fucking Reynolds." I gritted. "If he doesn't have enemies, no one can have enemies." "It was just a harmless question." The other officer argued. Harmless question? No! It was a stupid question. I was about to answer him when Jack raised his hand. "Alright enough, both of you.""Look I can... " "Mark I said enough." Jack interrupted him from speaking. Then he turned to me. "That would be all for today. If you remember something else..." He shoved his hand into his pocket and brought out a card. "Don't hesitate to give me a call." I hesitated in collecting his card. There was no way I was calling a cop number. No, never, especially since I knew the cop was someone Elena had conned before. But I couldn't have him suspecting me either. "Thank you," I muttered collecting the card. A doctor walked over, his gaze fixed
Layla's POV It was over. The ruse was done. Elena was gone. The sound of police sirens filled the air; the street was painted in blue and red shiny lights. From the marriage registry, all they could do was stare. Alfonso came through. The plan worked. My lips stretched upwards, and my hands grabbed the hem of my wedding gown. It was over. "Someone help!" "Call the ambulance quickly!" "There's a man in the car!" Sounds of concerned passersby filled my ears. It felt like the wheel of life just paused. Everyone left whatever they were doing just to see the man in the car. I kept staring until the ambulance arrived. "Time to get into my life," I mumbled to myself before running towards the wrecked vehicle. Streams of tears flowed from my eyes and I sobbed. "No! W... What is happening?" I asked incoherently, my body trembling. The police tried to stop me when they saw that I passed through the yellow and black line... but I was too focused on the officers who were trying to
Noah's POV I didn't hesitate with my answer. This was what I wanted. "I do." The clerk nodded, then he turned towards Layla and asked her the same question. Layla just stared at him as if she had been thinking of something else.My heart had already been through much only today. Layla's hesitation was bringing back that awful feeling she had when waiting for her to come back home. That maybe she didn't want this. Maybe she didn't want me. The clerk had to cough to get her attention. "Sorry," Layla mumbled, sounding a little distracted. The clerk was about to repeat the question when I stopped him. Maybe she needed a little motivation to speed up her answer. I shoved my hands into my pockets, bringing out the box I had stuffed into them back at the mansion. I knew I had to give it to her today. We were getting registered as an official couple. Although it was the Reynolds's way to wait until the marriage ceremony before giving the woman the ring... I couldn't wait any lon
Joshua's POVAfter the call I gave to the boss, I instantly got to complete his orders.I picked up my keys and went to my car driving away to Reynold's Industries.This was the first mission that had taken me so long to accomplish.3 years.3 fucking years that bitch had made me seem incompetent.Not she was caught.I finally found her.Okay, maybe it wasn't me.Because Noah also put me in charge of his wedding ceremony, I had to send someone else to continue the search for the Old Master Reynolds mystery woman.That was because Noah prioritized his marriage more than anything. That was confirmed in the last few dews minutes of his call.The woman he had been haunting down for a long time was just here...I stared at the folder.But he picked to be with his woman instead.A smile appeared on my lips.He was an honorable man.My car pulled over at the company garage; I got the file and stepped out, heading towards the inside.It was a huge building with about a hundred or more stories