It’s been four weeks since the accident happened and Cookie was finally fine. Her leg has healed and Gretchen has also returned to New York. She was back to living alone and taking care of herself and even Jamie didn’t stick around anymore after her mom left, or so she thought. Every night, she looked through the living room window to the spot where his car used to be but it was no longer there. The realization that he’d put on an act when her mom was around only hurt her more. She was trying her best to get over him but the more she tried, the more it seemed as if she couldn’t do it.It was the weekend, and it was late in the evening. She’d just finished having dinner, after getting off the phone with her mom and she was ready to retire to bed. As usual, she walked through the house to put off the lights and engage the locks of the front door before returning to her bedroom. As she stepped into the living room, she willed herself to close the window and drop the curtains without glan
Jamie was seated on the sofa, staring at his bloodied knuckles with his palms balled into fists and his face morphed into a scowl as he thought of how he should have ended Dave’s miserable existence if it wasn’t for Cookie’s intervention and he felt no remorse for the way he’d handled the younger man. He was sure if he ever found himself in the same room with him again, he’d make sure to squeeze the life out of him. But thankfully and luckily for him, he was in police custody already and this time, he’d do everything possible to make sure he was locked in prison for the rest of his life.He was still in the same spot on the sofa when the door opened and his eyes darted in its direction to see Cookie coming in with a first aid kit. But that wasn’t what had him jumping to his feet and covering the distance between them in an instant. It was the limp in her steps.Her facial expression gave nothing away but as much as she tried to control her steps and to make her walk look normal, Jamie
It was late in the morning, with the sun shining brightly and illuminating the bedroom with its bright rays by the time Cookie woke up from her peaceful slumber. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep with Jamie’s arms wrapped tightly around her on the sofa but when her eyes opened and she found herself in her bedroom, all alone, her heart dropped. She’d thought he would stay for the night but it was obvious he had more important things to do and had left as soon as she fell asleep.She didn’t know what she was thinking, hoping he’d still be there with his arms wrapped around her in a warm cuddle. The thoughts made her heart skip, leaving an ache in her chest but she ignored it as she got out of bed to start her day. She waddled into the bathroom to clean up before making her way out of the bedroom, heading towards the kitchen to get her dose of morning coffee and to start her day properly, ready to put all the activities of the previous night behind her. But what she wasn’t
Jamie’s car pulled to a stop by the curb and he got out, with Cookie doing the same. They’d just returned from the court where the final hearing regarding Dave’s offense was judged. Due to Jamie’s influence, the court case had been a quick one and the abusive ex was judged fairly, landing a sentence of nineteen years imprisonment and a fine of ten thousand dollars on the charges of attempted rape and abuse. The case had been ongoing for four weeks and they’d been the most emotionally draining four weeks of Cookie’s life but thankfully, it was all over.As they headed towards her apartment, Jamie held her hand in a soft yet firm grip. Warmth spread through him because the moment he’d been waiting for was finally here. All of the obstacles and distractions in his way were gone. Now he’d be able to take care of her and treat her like the queen that she was. Hand in hand, they took the elevator that led to her floor and when it stopped, they got out and headed for her door. Cookie fished
Jamie stood in the balcony adjoining his home office, staring at the city below, with the busy streets taunting him. In one swift move, he downed the remnant of the glass of whiskey he was holding, seeking solace in the burn of the alcohol down his throat, to his guts. As he stared at the busy streets, his thoughts traveled to that afternoon and the look that was in Cookie’s eyes when she told him it was all over. The more he recalled it, the more the searing pain in his heart intensified. It felt as though his heart was burning without seizing, as though the organ was being bathed with acid continuously.Needing another glass of the liquor, he pulled away from the railings of the balcony that he’d been resting on and walked into the office, towards the large oak table where the bottle of alcohol was sitting next to his opened laptop. He knew what would happen as soon as he got on his seat but he had no power to stop himself. It was the same thing he’d been doing ever since he returne
Grace was seated in the living room, as she watched the news with a smile on her face. She listened to the reporter go on and on, castigating Jamie and tearing his reputation apart with the lies she’d fed to her source to sell to the press. It had been quite easy to get them to release the news on him without worrying about him pressing charges because over the years, Jamie had led a private life and had also hidden the truth that he was attached to the Henderson’s family. To put it lightly, he’d been living behind the shadows hence the press found him quite mysterious and were all too happy to take any piece of information Grace had on him and spread it to the general public as juicy gossip.As she listened to the reporter tell how Jamie had connived with the family’s attorney to take away her beloved son’s inheritance and fortune from him, a sense of satisfaction filled her. She was just getting started with him. If he wouldn’t take his eyes off Edward’s business empire and fortune
As quickly as the shocked expression had registered on Grace’s face, it was gone, replaced by a hardened expression, her eyes narrowing with resentment for the woman but Sylvia didn’t mind. She didn’t expect anything less from Grace. She’d done her research on the woman and was well aware of how nasty she could be, but she would let it slide and play into her hands just to get her in her web.“I have no idea what you’re talking about, and these documents must be forged,” Grace said at last with an edge to her voice that Sylvia recognized as weariness, and a bit of fear and she was going to play on that.“Oh, but I bet the press would be elated to hop on this news and make it the next trending topic while pushing James aside, don’t you think so?”“Who do you think you are to make such threats? And you think they’d believe you over me?”“Oh, Gracie,” Sylvia chuckled, shaking her head in mockery with a sweet smile etched on her face. “I don’t need to think. I know the news would spread l
In the coming days, as Robert had promised Jamie, he released a public speech, stating that it had been his decision to let Jamie take over the family’s business while he focuses on his acting career. He’d also clarified the issue of Jamie conniving with the family’s attorney by taking a copy of his late father’s will with him, where it was stated that the business empire was willed to Jamie. He talked about the meeting that was held in the Henderson’s mansion after his father’s death and how Jamie had declared to everyone that was present that he had no interest in taking over the family’s businesses.Although Robert’s speech had helped to lessen the hate on Jamie, it also brought up doubts and new questions from the curious press. At the end of his speech, they’d thrown different questions at him, wondering why Jamie would give up such a huge opportunity. Others had asked if Grace was fine with Robert's decision, to let his adopted brother take over his rightful inheritance. To thes