Chapter 45 - They're Not Good Together

Dejectedly, Clayton drove back to his mansion. It was already midnight when he arrived.

Clayton lay on the bed sniffing Emerald's lingering scent.

"Baby, come back," he hugged her pillow and sniffed it. "I was wrong."

Clayton lay on the bed wide awake until morning. He couldn't sleep a wink thinking how to track Emerald again.

He was afraid that this time, their paths would never cross again.

Again, first thing in the morning, he called Emerald but his call was unanswered.

He decided to send her a message.

[Babe, please come back. Please talk to me. I don't know how my life would look without you, baby.]

Clayton was praying that Emerald would read it and agree to talk with him.

A message from Constantine arrived after he sent his message.

[Red was spotted rushing to the Westfield Medical Center with an unconscious woman in his arms the night before.]

Constantine sent him the photo.

Clayton bolted out of the mansion and drove off to the hospital.

Just as Red came out of the