LOGINChristopher continued, “All I want is for you and Evie to be safe. That’s enough for me. I won’t ask for anything else.”His own life and health came second.Amelia knew Christopher might be speaking sincerely, but the wounds from the past were still there. Years of being misunderstood and neglected couldn’t be erased by a simple promise to protect her.She said nothing more. She only gave a slight nod, silently accepting his offer.As Amelia looked over the pages detailing the dangers surrounding her, she knew her relationship with Christopher had just become complicated all over again.After leaving FutureDrive, Amelia sat in her car, replaying their conversation again and again.Everything Christopher had said about their misunderstandings, the ways he had protected her, and the truth about their past had become hopelessly tangled in her mind.When she returned to Nova Nine, she went straight to her office, but she couldn’t focus on the documents in front of her. Her fingers
Amelia stared at the documents spread across the desk, her fingers hovering over the pages without touching them.It wasn’t that she didn’t understand.She looked at Christopher, wanting to say something but having no idea where to begin.Everything he had told her led to the same painful conclusion. They had loved each other, but they had missed their chance.The air between them grew tense and awkward.He was still doing all of this for her, and Amelia didn’t know how to respond. There was no simple answer.She looked up at Christopher. Her lips parted, but she swallowed the words before they could come out.Should she thank him?Thank him for protecting her all these years and for investigating the people who had been watching her?The words felt too cold and formal.Should she tell him she hadn’t asked for any of it?But he had already done so much. The files were right in front of her, and the surveillance footage left no room for doubt.They sat across from each other
“I asked you here because I need you to understand that you’ve never really been alone. People have been watching you for years, and you need to be careful.”Amelia stared at the thick stack of documents on the desk. As her fingers brushed over the densely printed pages, a chill crept through her.She finally understood why Jasper had always warned her not to trust people too easily. He must have known about all of this already.“How do I know any of this is real? How do I know you didn’t fabricate it?”Amelia looked up at Christopher.She was scared; scared of being deceived again, and scared that these so-called truths were nothing more than another carefully constructed lie.Christopher saw the suspicion in her eyes, but he didn’t get angry. He simply took a flash drive from the drawer and plugged it into the computer.“It contains surveillance footage and interviews with the people involved. You can go through everything yourself. And if you still don’t believe me, ask Jaspe
Whatever his reasons, Christopher had always believed he was making the right choice.He loved Amelia, but he didn’t need to be with her. As long as she was safe, that was enough.His own feelings would always come second to Amelia and Evelyn’s safety.What he wanted didn’t matter. All that mattered was knowing the people he loved could live safely and peacefully.With that, Christopher turned and left, hoping Amelia would seriously consider his proposal.-The next morning.Amelia couldn’t stop thinking about what Christopher had told her the night before.She stayed in bed until her alarm went off. She had just walked into the living room when the doorbell rang.When she opened the door, Christopher was standing outside with two bags of breakfast. The logo belonged to the shop she had loved back in high school.“It’s still warm.” He handed her the bags. “Eat first, then I’ll drive you to FutureDrive. There are some things I need to show you.”Amelia stared at the bags for
Amelia pressed Christopher, her unease growing by the second.“Because the Bloom family realized I was investigating them and started keeping a closer eye on me.”Christopher’s expression darkened. “They may think you and I are still involved. Threatening you could be their way of forcing me to back off. The open window at your house, the person following you in the parking garage... The Bloom family may have been behind all of it.”Amelia’s heart started racing. She searched Christopher’s face for any sign that he was lying, but she couldn’t think of any reason he would make something like this up.“Then why didn’t you tell me sooner?”Christopher looked at her. “After you asked me for a divorce, you refused to have a real conversation with me.”Silence fell over the living room again. Amelia stared out into the night, her thoughts in knots.Christopher’s explanation answered many of her questions, but it also made her realize that she and Evelyn had already been dragged into
Amelia took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.She looked Christopher straight in the eye, exhaustion creeping into her voice. “If you know something, then tell me. Stop speaking in riddles and expecting me to figure it out. I don’t have the energy to keep guessing what you mean, and I’m done wasting my time.”After all these years, she had never truly understood Christopher.One minute, he was cold and distant. The next, he would suddenly show up acting concerned. Now every word he said seemed to carry some hidden meaning, only making her more suspicious.Christopher saw the exhaustion and distrust in her eyes, and his expression softened slightly. “If you’re willing to trust me, I’ll tell you.”The words stopped Amelia cold, leaving her with no response. She frowned, anger and frustration rising inside her.He was the one who had brought this up, yet now he was demanding her trust before he would explain. But if she walked away without learning the truth, the fear of
Gift?Amelia felt nothing but irony.In her last life, she had painstakingly prepared a painting of the Endless Rivers and Mountains, a prized piece from her mother's private collection. Richard had dismissed it outright, even openly questioning its authenticity.Now, she would rather burn it tha
Amelia opened the car door and stepped out, then the driver got in and drove away without a word.She looked at the brooch in her hand, clutching the little box tightly, feeling a weight in her chest. Getting the brooch back gave her a sense of closure.She carried the brooch upstairs.Winona loo
Amelia's tone was cold, and she hung up as soon as she finished speaking.Nathan had caused the trouble, and it was Christopher and Nicole's responsibility to deal with it. Amelia had no intention of getting involved, not even a little.Amelia drove straight to the kindergarten. By the time she ar
Amelia knew the man.He was Christopher's chief assistant, Nigel Larkin. He was also the only person at the company who knew about their marriage.Amelia frowned and glanced in a certain direction to see a Maybach parked under the shade of a nearby tree. At the entrance of the elite kindergarten,







