Lillian took the following day off from work, deciding to get some rest at home. And that was because she had slept in that morning while thinking of what happened between her and Nathaniel the previous day. He did a great job in ruining her mood. She had actually been very happy that he got the investors, but did he really have to think that low of her? She did not even do anything wrong.Perhaps, he was right. The way she had been treating him and acting like a bitch that she wasn't could have given off that aura.She had just finished texting Mr. Clifford on the phone to thank him for helping her when she got out of her room with a pair of shorts and armless top that was revealing the inscription on her arm. She was used to dressing li

Lillian got off work on a Wednesday evening and decided to visit her who had been absent for some days without permission nor did she call her to tell her her whereabouts. She had even called her to inform her about her mother's sickness and she had promised to get back to her but hadn't for a few days now. She could not help but feel that something was going on with her best friend. She was not even sure if she could call her that anymore. She had been avoiding her and it had been really obvious. She decided to pay her a surprise visit and talk things  out. She parked her car in front of her house and walked in. She made attempts to open the door, but it was locked from behind. That assured her that she was at home. She knocked a few times before the door opened and revealed her best friend who immediately looked shocked to see

Lillian finally decided to come clean with Nathaniel. She planned to tell him everything about her. There was no reason why she should be hiding it anymore. Dorcas has been fooling her all along when she had only wished only for her happiness. Never would she have thought her best friend was jealous of her. What did she have to be jealous of? Was it because she was born rich? That was, of course, no excuse. The one with the good heart? Everyone has a good heart, though not everyone uses them. She must confess she was really disappointed. But if there was anything she learned, it was never to place anyone's happiness before her own. She should have just listened to her mother. Now, she regretted it. She had given the man she loved the impression that she hated him. Even if she had left some hints for him to think other

Nathaniel wrapped his hands around the woman and rested his chin on her shoulder, inhaling her scent. She smelled nice and he loved that. A tear fell down his face as he held tightly unto her. What was happening to him was a dream come true. "I really miss you, Lillian. So much that I almost lost myself. I'm so sorry," he said. Linda eased away from him and wiped her tears. "Why are you sorry?" She brought one of her hands to his cheek and caressed it with a smile. "For not being able to find you earlier. It took me twelve years to see you again. I am so sorry," he apologized as he looked at her in the eyes. He saw something boldly written in there, yet he could not pinpoint what it was. 

Lillian smiled mischievously as she peered at her phone which she had placed on the table a few minutes ago. She had just admitted what she needed to know. She was not even in the least surprised that she knew. Obviously, that was the reason she had given her Nathaniel's jacket at the hospital. She never wanted Nathaniel to find out. But why? She liked him, that was not vague, but going to that extent? Definitely too much. She dared to imagine what would have happened if she had not put on the jacket. Nath would have seen her arm when they had gone to her mother's ward together. Things would have been different now. But all because of his evil assistant, all of that got unfolded.