“Sorry” he said and quickly supported her to stand on her feet. Sophia nodded and Stan asked “Bring him back soon. He's not feeling well and that's why I returned back so early” he instructed. “Thanks” Sophia said, a beautiful smile forming on her face. She watched Stan's solemn stare and asked “For Amil's safety, can the Bodyguards follow us, even if it's two of them” she requested and Stan said “yeah sure. And again, keep him safe from harm. Amil is my life now. I'm practically living for him and I won't forgive you if anything happens to him” Stan requested. It's hard for him to see him away from him for a while. He cannot afford to see him come to harm. “I'll protect him with my life. I promise. And please don't say that. You can have other kids besides Amil…” Sophia was saying when Stan interrupted her “Yeah sure, if you agree to be the mother of Amil's siblings” Sophia paused. She glared at him and his expression was calm, just staring back at her. She
Stan just stared at her and turned to Alice “You may leave” and returned back into the room. Sophia was holding the tray and silently admired the room. This used to be Stan and that bitch's bedroom. No wonder the vicious woman doesn't want to see him with anyone, not even their son. The walls of the room were decorated with different paintings on the wall and a large portrait of Stan and his son. She envisioned herself being a part of the large portrait. The king bed was covered with a pure bluish bedspread. “When you are done feeding your eyes, place the soup here” Stan instructed, standing before here. He is watching her but she is looking around and he needs to take the soup. Sophia smiled and placed the soup on the bedside table and Stan took it, scooping spoonful into his mouth. He expected Sophia to use the open door after dropping the soup but she stood still and he paused and glanced at her. “If there's nothing else, use the door” he instructed, scoopi
Stan just stared at her and turned to Alice “You may leave” and returned back into the room. Sophia was holding the tray and silently admired the room. This used to be Stan and that bitch's bedroom. No wonder the vicious woman doesn't want to see him with anyone, not even their son. The walls of the room were decorated with different paintings on the wall and a large portrait of Stan and his son. She envisioned herself being a part of the large portrait. The king bed was covered with a pure bluish bedspread. “When you are done feeding your eyes, place the soup here” Stan instructed, standing before here. He is watching her but she is looking around and he needs to take the soup. Sophia smiled and placed the soup on the bedside table and Stan took it, scooping spoonful into his mouth. He expected Sophia to use the open door after dropping the soup but she stood still and he paused and glanced at her. “If there's nothing else, use the door” he instructed, scoopi
Stan just stared at her and turned to Alice “You may leave” and returned back into the room. Sophia was holding the tray and silently admired the room. This used to be Stan and that bitch's bedroom. No wonder the vicious woman doesn't want to see him with anyone, not even their son. The walls of the room were decorated with different paintings on the wall and a large portrait of Stan and his son. She envisioned herself being a part of the large portrait. The king bed was covered with a pure bluish bedspread. “When you are done feeding your eyes, place the soup here” Stan instructed, standing before here. He is watching her but she is looking around and he needs to take the soup. Sophia smiled and placed the soup on the bedside table and Stan took it, scooping spoonful into his mouth. He expected Sophia to use the open door after dropping the soup but she stood still and he paused and glanced at her. “If there's nothing else, use the door” he instructed, scoopi
“Congratulations Sophia. Now my joy is full” Mag chimed and went over to hug her. Sophia came over and sobbed on her aunt's shoulders. She was the only one who stood by her then, who came to see her in the hospital and paid her bills. And when she was going depressed because of the loss of her baby, she sent her away secretly from Hilltown city. She ensured she had a change of environment and got her back into the university for her masters. At the time, she was welcomed by Louis’ younger sister who was in Europe. That was the beginning of her recovery. If aunt Mag hadn't been there, she would have committed suicide and end it all. Now, knowing that the boy survived, she has no regrets anymore. “My daughter, I'm happy more now, for you” Louis chimed and Sophia chimed. He's the backbone behind his wife standing by her. What a happy couple. She hopes one day, she finds a man who loves her so much. “Hurry up, I need to give him my blessings, Sophia” Grandfathe
When Sophia got in, she went to her grandfather. He was still lying on the bed, different pipes were connected into him and Sophia tears cascaded down her cheeks. She got closer to him and for the first few minutes, couldn't say anything but sobs. “Be strong grandfather, please stay strong for me. I love you grandfather and I don't want anything to happen to you” Sophia mumbled, holding his feet. Truly she loves her grandfather. He acted the role of father and grandfather even before she left the city five years ago. Seeing him lying on the hospital bed helplessly, sends shivers down her spine. Mag held her and grandfather said, “I'll be fine my daughter. But I also want to go and be with your grandmother. She's lonely without me…” he whispered. “No grandfather. Grandma prefers that you stay here with me. Please stay with me for another fifty years…” Sophia sobbed and Ramson Kay suddenly coughed. Such a dramatic family. He thought the drama ended a while ag