Seeing how upset he was, Melissa grew anxious. Afraid he would take back his offer or worse, take Tommy from her, she stood there despite how shaken she was."I'm..I..I'm sorry. We just met after four years, and I didn't know how to tell it to you." This was the day she dreaded the most. Mark was wealthy and powerful, she couldn't fight him. If he chose to take her son she didn't know what she would do. Her investigation would end as well. Her job too, but she didn't regret telling him. He deserved to know and well she thought knowing about their son would strengthen her foot in the Johnson's family. "Is that all you can say after keeping my son from me for three years?" "I'm sorry Mark, I didn't plan to keep him from you. When I found out my life was so messed up, and I couldn't look for you then." As she spoke remembering all she had gone through, tears shimmered in her eyes."Sorry I couldn't tell you when we met at the hotel." She spoke sniffing back the tears. "Why?" Loo
"Thank you, Mary." A few steps down the stairs, they saw Mark impatiently pacing at the bottom. Catching a glimpse of her heading down, Mark ascended meeting her halfway. Nodding at Mary, he took the bag in Melissa's hand and flew down the steps with the car keys in his hand. She didn't understand why he was in such a hurry to get to the province, but she couldn't question him. Taking huge strides, he got to the garage, and started the car, forcing Melissa to run after him. "What go..." As soon as she put her seat belt on, he took off causing her to swallow her words.Riding in a sports car for the first time with a driver who seemed like he had nothing to live for, Melissa held on to her seat for dear life. Not saying a word to her, Mark drove faster than he usually did, occasionally checking his wristwatch.Giving him a side glance, Melissa opened her mouth to complain about the way he was driving, but then shut it remembering how upset he was. Though she didn't understand his
Lying on his stomach, Tommy's eyes fluttered open as the pungent smell hit his nostrils and the ringing tone sounded waking him up. Not moving or making a sound, he scanned the place only to realize he was in a strange room with two men a few feet from him. "Yes boss, we have the boy but there is a problem." Lying there on the thin mattress, Tommy heard one of the men talk on the phone causing a shiver to run through his body. He didn't know how he got into the tiny room or who the strange men were making him more scared and worried those men might have hurt his grandmother. Trying to keep his eyes open, all he could remember was the time he left his grandmother to go buy ice cream. "The police are everywhere looking for this brat. I'm afraid we can't leave for the city today boss." Piping at the two men, he didn't really get what the person on the other side of the phone said. Seeing the man vigorously nod his head while standing alert when the person on the other side of the phon
"Tommy!" Melissa jolted up opening her eyes wide. Still, by the phone waiting for a call probably from the kidnappers or anyone who may have seen Tommy, she fell asleep. With her hand on her stomach, she stared at the phone as images of Tommy being plucked from her arms played in her mind."Melissa, what's wrong? You were shouting Tommy's name." "Aunt, did they get any news yet? Where is Lisa? Is this phone even working? Why are they not calling?" She was exhausted and afraid. Her son was all she had."Calm down honey." Betty rubbed her back soothing her. "Someone called and told the police that they saw a white van. Now the police are reviewing all the traffic surveillance cameras to see which way they went or if they left the town. They will surely find them. I also asked Lisa to go get some rest when you fell asleep.""Aunt, I can't lose Tommy. I can't lose my son." "You won't lose him honey, we will find him." Betty soothed her afraid of what would happen to her. "It's been hou
His fists clenched deep in his trouser pockets, Mark stood at the door watching Melissa feeling helpless. Seeing her in so much pain hurt him in a way he never expected. At some point he wished he never brought her to the city. Bringing her to live with him had exposed her putting their son in danger and he would never forgive himself if something ever happened to him. Despite being very powerful in the business world and having lots of money, he could do nothing to get his son back. The son he had not met yet and he might never see. Morosely contemplating of never meeting his son, his heart broke more. If he never finds his son he didn't know if he would ever look Melissa in the eyes. He had promised her they would find him but now all hope was lost."Sir! Sir!" His assistant called waking him from his deep thoughts. "Sir, our men are looking at all the exit points. We won't stop until we find him." Noting how crushed he was, James informed him keeping a safe distance. They had
As the sun rose, Melissa still holding on to the handkerchief, sat on the couch in the living room blankly looking out the window with no strength to go on. They said past twenty four hours there was no hope of finding the child, and now her son was gone. How was she supposed to live without him? She wondered briefly closing her eyes. "Melissa, you have to eat." Sitting beside her, Mark spoke with a steaming bowl in his hands. "I'm not hungry, just take it away." She responded not looking at the person beside her. Many had tried, even her weak aunt, but she didn't eat or drink anything. Looking at the stubborn woman, Mark felt more helpless. Taking her now cold hand in his, he forced her to look at him. "I know you are worried about our son, I'm worried too Melissa, but we have to stay strong. You have to eat so you can be strong enough to take care of Tommy when we find him." He touched her cheek wiping the silent tears. "Will we find him?" She asked between sobs as he hugge
Hearing Tommy identify Mark as his father, they both looked at him in surprise. "You are my dad right, I saw your picture in a magazine that my classmate brought to school. They all said we look so much alike.""Yes son, I'm your dad." Mark said smiling at him as he sat beside him. "Do you have a lot of money as they say?" He asked touching Mark's wristwatch. "I guess I do." Smiling, he held Tommy's hand feeling so proud to have an intelligent child like he was. Being close to the three year old boy was like a dream. He never thought of having a child and there he was, a grown boy he couldn't stop looking at. "That's awesome, now mum won't have to work so hard for long hours to provide for me." Tommy stated excitedly forgetting his injury. "Will you marry my mum?" "Ha ha ha, yes I will marry your mum and she won't have to work so hard again." Looking at the two planning her future, Melissa felt proud and betrayed by her son at the same time. "Wow young man, you can't plan t
On her way to work, Melissa got a call. Holding the phone in her hand, she looked at the face wondering when he added his number and picture in her phone. "Hello." As she answered her lips curved up involuntarily as his deep voice came from the other side. "Did you get home safe?" Listening to his concerned voice, she imagined him sitting behind his desk gazing out the window looking all handsome as always. "Yes, we got home safe but I'm heading to the office." Answering Mark, she shook her head pushing away the distractive thoughts. Though he asked her to take some time off and take care of their son, she disagreed needing to get back to work to complete her project. She had spent a week from work and he had been so supportive sticking with her every step but now she had to get her head back in the game. They had to complete all the furnishings on time since the deadline was near, and it being her first project, she wanted to see it through. Needing to show her colleagues that