[GEORGIA'S ROOM]Georgia sat on her bed, looking rattled and disturbed. Her legs were crossed as she occasionally sipped from her glass.She was scrolling through her phone, researching about Drexton.Since what Ixora said at the police station, her mind hasn't been at ease. She would stand up and pace around the room. She would sit down, cross her legs and sip from her glass.She couldn't get the thoughts that had been disturbing her. The thoughts of Drexton being Eric and Roselyn's son. She never heard from him again, but Smith had told her that the private investigator he sent to look for him had confirmed him dead.Yet again, she can't be so sure. But if it was him, why would he go after her daughter? He should have gone after her. She was the one who wronged him. Who took his parents away, not Ixora. She has nothing to do with this. She smiled, remembering all those memories. The ones she can't forget."Drexton was good back then," she muttered, sipping her drink as she slipped
"Blake," Ixora muttered as she ran and wrapped her hand tightly around his waist."Ouch," Blake winced.Ixora loosened her grip. "Sorry." She sniffled on his chest."I...didn't mean for any of this to happen. I'm so sorry for putting you in this condition," she mumbled."It's okay. I know you can never hurt me on purpose." He rubbed her hair softly.Nelly had a smile on her face as she watched while Audrey wouldn't stop rolling her eyes at every second she got.Skye arrived at the station."Does it hurt?" she mumbled, trying to locate the injury."Not that much.""Love," Georgia called.Ixora broke the hug and hugged her mother."Mom, I'm fine," she muttered."You have to. You are my daughter after all," Georgia said, pulling her out of the hug and showering kisses on her face.Ixora giggled softly."If you are all done, Blake, you have to sign here," Williams said and opened the documents.Blake walked near the table to sign it."Xora, why would you even think of stabbing Blake? I th
[CAIUS HOUSE]"I don't care. You have to find a way to kill her," Lorraine said over the phone.The person replied."Good. No mistakes. I want a clean job—""What clean job?" Caius asked.Lorraine froze before speaking up."Yes. Make sure all the files are neatly arranged. Like I said before, I want a clean job," she said and hung up.She turned to Caius, who was looking at her with those suspicious eyes. She raised her phone in the air. "Office job. I was on the phone with my secretary," Lorraine said, lying through her teeth."You sure? Secretary by this time of the night," Caius said, not convinced by her story.Lorraine put down her phone while puckering her lips. She went to him and hugged him."We work at any time of the day," she whispered, pressing her lips to his ear.She frowned and broke the hug.Caius noticed her expression. "Love, what happened?" he asked."Can't believe you were doubting me. You don't trust me," she complained.Caius made her face him."I won't doubt yo
[HOSPITAL]Blake lay on the bed, unconsciously. His monitor beeped faintly. Drip and wires were connected to his hand and stomach. He just had surgery and a blood transfusion. His breathing was faint. An oxygen mask was worn on him to support his breathing. His ward was filled with lots of fan gifts and letters. They were all praying and wishing for his safe recovery. Audrey hadn't returned from the police station, and Skye stepped out not long ago. Heavily built guards stayed in the hospital to keep the crazy fans out of the ward.The door creaked open, and a lady dressed as a doctor walked in. She carefully closed the door but did not bolt it.She turned to look at Blake, tears sliding down her cheeks. Slowly, she took off the nose mask she was wearing, revealing her face.Joanna.She took slow steps towards Blake. She sat in the available chair next to him. She raised her trembling hand and touched his forehead before taking his hand into hers."I'm sorry," she mumbled. "So very s
[HELL DEVILS' HIDEOUT]Drexton stood on the balcony, staring down at the city's night lights.The incident replayed over and over in his head.No matter how hard he tried to forget it, the incident forced its way back into his head.The plan wasn't to get Ixora arrested. He wanted to scare her a little bit, and also to remind her that he was everywhere.He had no idea she was with a knife, and to think the knife was initially meant for him meant she intended to kill him.She couldn't escape him. Now, she is behind bars.He would have gone and released her, but recalling his parents had also spent a night behind locked bars made his jaw tighten.His parents also went to jail for a crime they didn't commit. They begged and cried the same way as Ixora. Her parents insisted on staying in jail, and his parents had to spend seven days behind bars.He balled his palm, the shocked appearance when she saw it was Blake, appeared in his head again.Slowly, he was returning their favor."Guilty?
The lights came on.She pulled out the knife.Her eyes went wide. The knife slipped from her trembling hands as she saw the face of the person."I... I... Xora," Blake stuttered weakly, pressing his palm on the stabbed stomach.Ixora stared at him with wide eyes for a second. Two. She couldn't find her voice."B...lake," she called, her lips quivering.Blake traced his palm, which had already been stained by his blood.His gaze met Ixora's own, and slowly, he fell to his knees."Somebody call the ambulance and the police. That girl just tried to murder that boy."She heard a person shout."Blake!" she called, tears sliding down her cheeks.She rushed to him and held him before his head could touch the ground.She went on the ground with him."Blake! Somebody help!" she shouted, shaking his body.Blake's eyes were on her.Ixora could see the look of hurt in his eyes.Slowly, he closed his eyes, going into an unconscious state."Blake! Somebody please call the ambulance!""Blake!" Skye