Jace sat on his mom's bed, staring at her sleeping body and holding her hands in his. "When will she be fine?" He asked the middle aged doctor who did some things to her skin.  "She's fine right now." The doctor told him. "All that's needed is for her to regain consciousness. She's suffering from shock, and she has an injury in her head. It's an internal injury. But thank God it wasn't too late before she was brought to the hospital. If she came here later, there's a probability that she could have lost her life." I turned to Jace who fretted more and ran his hands through his hair. "This is really bad. Are you sure she won't be affected anymore?" The doctor smiled at him. "I'm very sure. There's no need for you to worry at all. She'll be completely fine." "Alright. Thanks." He said to the doctor.  The doctor stopped doing whatever he was doing, and set his gaze at Jace

JACE------- Patiently waiting for Owen in my study room, I worked on my laptop. I went through the files Brittany had sent to me, and tried to focus on it. To be honest, I couldn't concentrate on work for some reason. All I knew was that I could feel a little nervousness within me. And why was that? Not wanting to think about it any further, I decided to walk out of the room. Maybe I'd feel better if I had fun with Jill. And Liam too.  About to step out, I halted as someone was about to step in as well. I almost bumped into the person, but thankfully, I stopped walking before it could happen.  "Hey." I breathed out, feeling a little relief to see my brother. Finally.  He smiled. And observing the smile on his face, I sensed that it was fake. "You're okay?" I was forced to ask him.  He sighed, "can

JACE------- I stared at Jill as she laid on her bed, unconscious. At this point, I was almost dying. I was just so sick of everything going on around me. How could my life become so terrible? I scanned my eyes to her lap, and I immediately averted from looking at it. I remembered how she bled the previous night, and the thought of that was so scary. Very scary. "Is my mom okay?" I heard Liam's voice from behind me, and that made my heart skip a beat. What would I tell the young boy?  I turned to the direction of his voice, and pulled a fake smile when I sighted him. "Come here boy." I said.  He lurched to me, his eyes already drowned in tears, and his body obviously shivering. "What happened to my mommy?" He asked. "She hasn't woken up since last night." "She'll be fine," I smiled wider, wanting to make him feel better. "It's ju

"So is there any other thing I'll need to do?" I asked my lawyer for the second time, grinning at him like I just won a competition.  He gave me a small smile, and began to arrange the papers he had in his hands. "Not at all. Since the divorce was done really early, I'll just have to submit it to the court. It'll be finalized by tomorrow morning. And since your wife has also signed it, there'll be no issue at all," he explained.  As he said that, my grin grew wider. "So does it mean that I'm officially divorced? Does it mean that I'm no longer married to— to that woman?" I seriously had to reconfirm.  He sighed, seeming like I was being disturbing. "Yes sir. You are now a divorcee. You're back to being a bachelor." He assured me.  "Yes!" I uncontrollably rejoiced. It still felt so much like a dream. A dream that always felt like it wasn't going to come true. &nb

Evening had come already. Liam and I had packed every of our things, preparing to leave Jace mansion. Liam had been crying all day, begging me not to leave the mansion, but I didn't agree to that. I told him that we already had enough money to get a big house, but he still didn't care. All he wanted was to remain with Jace. Sincerely, it wasn't like I didn't feel like staying in the mansion. It was just that I didn't know how to apologize to Jace. And even if I apologized to him, what was the probability that he was going to forgive me after what I had said? Especially due to the fact that I didn't say it for the first time. Goodness knew if he'd ever forgive me. "Let's go now," I told Liam as I grabbed his backpack, and held his hands.  Stepping out of our room, I took a last glance at it, and closed the door gently. And as we walked on the staircase, I carried Liam in my arms, and steered my eyes through the wide