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Chapter 18

Author: Diana Ogazi
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-27 19:52:34

Days had passed since Lillian’s ankle injury. Her ankle still throbbed faintly when she placed too much of her weight on it, even though the swelling had gone down.

She had been confined to a penthouse. A luxurious prison with skyline windows, which she calls it.

Lillian had not set her eyes on Alexander Nick once during the entire week. She was all alone with the housekeepers. She was given everything she needed. Expensive meals, a nice spa bath, movies and sitting in the garden. But she had not been able to step outside.

Days turned into one week with the same schedule. She would wake up, bathe, eat, stare at the walls of the house and take a walk in the garden.

Her mind was filled with questions. Where was Alex? When would he be back? What about her family?

On the eighth day, Lillian was filled with frustration. That morning, she rolled out of bed and made her way into the shower with tears in her eyes. The warm water cascaded down her back and relieved her muscles.

She wiped h
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