"Christine, what's wrong? Can you hear me? Christine!" Robert's voice echoed through the room, laced with desperation and fear. He knelt beside her, his hands trembling as he reached out to touch her pale, clammy face. "Is everything okay?" he repeated, his voice cracking with emotion.Christine lay still, unresponsive to his pleas. Panic surged through Robert's veins as he gently tapped her back, trying to rouse her. "Wake up, Christine. Please, wake up," he urged, his voice strained with anguish. He sprinkled water on her face, the droplets glistening in the dim light, but she remained weak and unresponsive in his arms."Call the driver," Robert instructed the nanny, his voice urgent as he struggled to hold back the rising tide of panic. Before he could even turn, Manuella was already by his side, holding out his car keys with a reassuring look in her eyes.With trembling hands, Robert reached for the keys, his mind racing as he tried to think clearly amidst the chaos. Cradling Chr
Welbeck sat alone in his dimly lit study, the only source of light emanating from the antique desk lamp. His eyes fixed on Christine's picture, a haunting reminder of a love lost and a question unanswered. The crackle of the fireplace provided the only sound in the room, the flames mirroring the turmoil in Welbeck's mind.The question echoed in his head, refusing to be ignored. "Why did you go back to your husband?" The words seemed to bounce off the walls, reverberating within him. His hand clenched into a fist, and with a sudden surge of emotion, he slammed it onto the polished mahogany table, the impact reverberating through the room."Christine," he whispered, his voice a mixture of pain and frustration. He reached for the photograph, his fingers tracing the outline of her face. In the picture, she smiled, her eyes filled with a warmth that once brought solace to Welbeck's troubled soul. They had shared dreams, whispered promises, and built castles in the air together. But now, sh
The cold morning air nips at the skin, sending shivers down the spine. The world is cloaked in a hazy mist, the breath of nature itself visible in the frigid air. The grass is coated in a delicate layer of frost, glistening like a million tiny diamonds under the pale light of dawn. The trees stand bare and silent, their branches reaching towards the steel-gray sky. The silence is broken only by the distant chirping of awakening birds. As the sun begins to rise, its feeble rays struggle to penetrate the thick blanket of fog, casting an ethereal glow over the icy landscape.Robert was deep in slumber when the shrill sound of the alarm pierced through the silence of the room. His eyes fluttered open, still heavy with sleep, as he fumbled to silence the incessant beeping. Groggily, he sat up, trying to shake off the remnants of his dream. As he reached for his glasses on the bedside table, he glanced at the clock and realized he had overslept. With a sense of urgency, he hurried to get re
Christine's parents, Jordan and Nessa, awoke early one crisp morning feeling a sense of happiness enveloping them. The sun was just beginning to peep through their bedroom window, casting a warm glow in their cosy home. As they lay in bed, a thought crossed their minds simultaneously - their daughter Christine was due to give birth any day now.Jordan turned to Nessa with a smile, "I have a feeling today is the day, Nessa. I can't wait to meet our grandchildren."Nessa's eyes sparkled with excitement as she replied, "I feel it too, James. I'm so grateful for this blessing."Their anticipation grew as they got out of bed and made their way to the kitchen for a cup of steaming coffee. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as they sat at the small wooden table, sipping their drinks in comfortable silence.After a few moments, Jordan spoke up, breaking the quiet, "I think we should call her husband, Robert, to ensure everything is alright and to find out if the babies are trul
Christine sat nervously on the edge of her bed, clutching her phone tightly in her hand. She took a deep breath before dialling the number she knew by heart - her boss, Welbeck. As the phone rang, her heart raced with anxiety, knowing that she had to confess something she had been keeping from him."Hello?" Welbeck's voice came through the line, and Christine felt a lump form in her throat. She cleared her throat before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper."Welbeck, it's Christine. I... I need to talk to you about something," she began, her words faltering slightly."What is it, Christine? Is everything okay?" Welbeck's concern was evident in his tone, and Christine felt a pang of guilt for keeping this secret for so long."I... I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but... I had a delivery. A delivery of triplets," Christine blurted out, her voice trembling with fear.There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Welbeck spoke again, his voice laced with disap
Rachel had been feeling pretty good about herself lately. After the disappointment of losing her job at Welbeck's company, she managed to secure a new job at a different company. It had been a difficult transition at first, but she had started to settle in and was even making some new friends at her workplace.Unfortunately, Rachel's world came crashing down around her when she was sacked from her new job without warning. The news hit her hard, and she could barely think straight. She felt like she had made the biggest mistake of her life by leaving Welbeck's company."I've made the biggest mistake," Rachel grumbled to herself as she entered her apartment. "I didn't know Welbeck was going to get his second building for his company. Just see how I'm suffering now."She was breathing heavily, and her heart was pounding. Her stomach felt painfully tight, and she felt like she was going to be sick. She knew that she had to calm down, so she put her bag down and headed for the shower.As t
The morning sun rose over the bustling city, casting a warm glow through the windows of Welbeck's company headquarters. As the clock struck 9 am, the office came alive with activity. Workers streamed in, clutching their morning coffees and briefcases, ready to tackle the day ahead.Welbeck stood at the entrance, greeting each employee with a smile and a nod. He could sense the energy and determination in the air – it was going to be a busy morning.Inside the office, the sound of ringing phones and tapping keyboards filled the air. The employees were already deep into their tasks, focused and determined to meet their deadlines. Welbeck walked through the rows of desks, observing the dedicated work ethic of his team."Good morning, everyone," Welbeck called out, his voice cutting through the hum of activity. "Let's make today a productive one!"The employees looked up from their screens, nodding in agreement. They knew that Welbeck expected nothing but the best from them, and they we
"Rachel, I'm so glad you're back," Welbeck said with a smile. "I have so much work for you to catch up on."Rachel raised an eyebrow, sensing that there was more to Welbeck's statement than met the eye. "What do you mean, Welbeck? What kind of work do you have for me?"Welbeck leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I need your help with something... something important."Rachel's curiosity was piqued. "What do you need help with, Welbeck? You know I'm always here for you."Welbeck took a deep breath before speaking. "I need you to help me with my secret relationship with Christine."Rachel's eyes widened in shock. "Christine? I thought her husband made her stay inside after the birth of the triplets."Welbeck nodded solemnly. "He did, but I need you to act like a stalker and get everything I need from her. I'll be seeing her when her husband goes to work, but I need you to gather information and keep an eye on her when I can't be there."Rachel was taken aback by Welbeck'