Moriah's felt as though her heart was being wrung out. "Okay, I'll hang up now," not giving him a chance to respond she ended the call. Moriah looked at the family photo on her phone. Ethan set it as her wallpaper. The joy radiating on their faces is undeniable. It was clear that they were happy and in love with each other. What went wrong? What caused this sudden shift in his attitude towards her? Moriah racked her brain to find an answer, but she couldn't figure out the answer. Moriah called George to prepare her a light meal and send it over to her. She revealed to George that she was pregnant and had to eat something that she won't throw up. George was delighted with the news. An hour later, George personally went to the hospital to bring her lunch. "Madam, eat it. It's good for you and the baby," George couldn't contain the happiness he felt. The mansion will become livier as a new child will be added to the family. "Thanks uncle George, you can head back home," Moriah said
Moriah panicked and averted her gaze from him. She wondered if Ethan heard what she told Dillon just now. Her face started to heat up. When Moriah was rinsing Dillon, Ethan took the towel seated on the bench next to Moriah and spread it. Moriah picked Dillon and passed him to Ethan and he wrapped Dillon with a towel. Ethan walked out of the bathroom, Moriah hot on his heels. "Thank you, I'll take care of it. You can go and resume your work," she said when Ethan placed Dillon on the crib. "I'll take care of him, go and change your clothes. You might catch a cold," Ethan said while he applied moisturizer on Dillon's skin. Moriah looked at herself, she wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. Her shirt got wet and became see-through. It clung to her breast, good thing she wore a bra, however, she still looked like a seductress. She took the towel and draped it on her shoulder and covered her chest. Moriah hurried into their room and changed. Afterwards, she went to the bed and took t
Ethan left the following morning while Moriah was fast asleep. Moriah was saddened that he left while she was asleep. Days went by, then it turned to weeks. Ethan was away for almost two months now. He rarely made a call. Moriah was busy perusing a patient's medical file when Cindy barged into her office. "Do you have any idea who your patient was?" Cindy asked her once she entered Moriah's office, not bothering to say an overture. "Who are you referring to? I got so many patients," Moriah replied with her eyebrows knitted together. "This," Cindy showed her phone to her. "The famous football player Harry Williams." Moriah looked at the photo and recognized him. "So what's the problem about it? Having a famous patient?" Moriah wasn't fond of sports, hence she doesn't know that Harry is a famous football player. She deduced that Harry was injured while he's playing football. "He posted on his social media account. Cindy searched the post and showed it to Moriah. In the post was
"Dr Miller, do you need anything?" Moriah's secretary said. "Please, give me Harry Williams' phone number," Moriah said. "Okay," the secretary left and was back after two good minutes. Moriah dialled the number. Her call was answered after a few rings. She heard laughter coming from the other end of the line. "Hello, who's this?" Moriah heard a magnetic voice. "It's Dr Miller," Moriah replied. In an instant the laughter stopped and silence prevailed as if they stop breathing all together. "Hi, Moriah, is something the matter?" Harry asked. The way her name rolled in his tongue sounded intimate. Moriah frowned. "Are you available tonight? Can I meet you to discuss something with you? It's very important." She couldn't tell him on the phone so she chose to talk to him in person. "Yes, I am, actually I'm with my friends now. You can come over, I'll send you the address," Harry said, his heart bursting with joy. "No, I can't, I'm on my shift until 6 in the evening," Moriah said
The next morning, when Moriah showed up in the hospital. The reporters who had been waiting for her swarmed around her the moment she disembarked from the car. They blocked her path and fired questions at her. Her chauffeur couldn’t do anything as the reporters were adamant to get something they could write. "Dr Miller, are you and Mr Miller divorced?" Moriah was shocked at the question and froze. "No, we aren't," she answered while shaking her head after she recollected herself. "Are you and Harry Williams in a relationship?" Another reporter asked, making her grit her teeth in anger. "No, we aren't," Moriah replied and tried to walk away but she was blocked. "Why did you have dinner with him?" A lady reporter asked with an obvious malice that laced her tone. Moriah didn't answer her. "Please, excuse me. I have to attend to my patients and stop blocking my way," Moriah said with a stern voice, her jaw was set, exuding an imposing aura gone was her sweet demeanor. The reporters
"If you think that you'll trip and fall while we dance, it won't happen as I'll take care of you," Harry said, wearing a lazy smile. Other ladies who see him smile like this would be euphoric but Moriah never reacted like that instead she narrowed her eyes in displeasure. "Mr Williams, are you not ashamed of pursuing a married woman? I'm sure that you knew, I'm married to Ethan Miller. I love my husband and will never be parted with him," Moriah sounded furious and her beautiful face red with rage. Harry looked tenderly at Moriah and shook his head. "You might not want to let go of your husband. But a marriage will only work if both of them want the marriage. It seemed that Mr Miller no longer wanted the marriage." "What nonsense are you talking about? My husband never gave up on us," Moriah scolded him, her face was like a feral cat. "Aren't you surprised why am I here? I have no connection or whatsoever with the organizer of this charity ball. This ball was organized by your husb
Stunned, Moriah froze and tried to process what she heard. After a while she laughed while tears streamed down her eyes. "I see, you are giving me away because you're fed up." Ethan was rendered speechless. He took her in his arms. "Let go of me, Ethan. Just tell me if you're already bored and tired of me. I will give you back your freedom. But please don't push me into another man's arms. I'm not a cheap woman," she extricated herself from his hold. "We can file a divorce once I'm out of the hospital," Moriah felt her heart was bleeding as she mentioned the divorce. However, she can't keep him if he is no longer happy with her."Even if I didn't regain my lost memory. I still found myself in love with you and that'll remain until the end of my life. I will never love another man, even if you choose to love another woman. And since I love you and I won’t hold you back. I will set you free." Ethan thrust his hands on his trouser pocket and balled them into a fist. Moriah lies down
Moriah's question was like a thunderbolt and struck a nerve."I don't want to talk about memory loss," Ethan said with a hard and harsh tone, his voice was a little loud."Ethan?" Moriah called his name in shock and couldn't hide her anguish, it's written on her face and it laced her voice. Her eyes were red rimmed.What's with his sudden outburst? Is he angry because she forgot their three year marriage? Moriah tried to find an answer to justify his behavior.Ethan suddenly regained his composure when he heard Moriah's tone. He hugged her tight."I'm sorry, love," his countenance and voice turned considerably gentle and remorseful at the same time.