“Babe, I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop myself. I just got so angry and acted on impulse,” Rita said as she placed her head on Chris’s shoulder as they sat in the back seat of his Maybach, going to the villa. “It’s okay my love. I’ll protect you no matter what,” came Chris’s reply. “I know you will.” By the time they reached the villa, it was already 6 pm. Jasmine was seated in the sitting area watching TV. Despite having a TV in her room. “Good evening bro, sis. How’s been your day?” Jasmine said the moment Chris and Rita walked through the entrance. “Evening Jasmine, our day was okay, and what about yours? What did you do today?” Rita replied. “It was okay, I was trying to draft some designs but lacked inspiration so I stopped and hoped something would come up later. Nothing did,” Jasmine said, looking down while playing with her fingers. She was in a large white t-shirt with black leggings and pink fluffy house slippers on her feet. 

It was later in the evening and Chris had just come back from work. Since Rita had knocked off early, he decided to stay back at the office and work overtime on some projects. When he entered the master bedroom, he found Rita already asleep on the bed, facing the other side. With just one glance, Chris could tell that she was pretending to sleep. He shook his head and went to freshen up in the bathroom. After the much-needed hot shower, he climbed into the bed and moved closer to Rita, wrapping his arms around her. He noticed that she tensed but he didn’t let go. Chris had found out why she was upset with him. She had found out about what he did in the beginning and he blamed himself for not coming clean earlier. He wished he didn’t hide anything from her, now she was giving him the silent treatment. They didn’t even text today like they always did. Making him look glum the whole day. He vented his anger on the poor directors during the meetin

In a VIP ward at the general hospital, Maria Stevens lay on the hospital bed with an IV connected to her arm, delivering fluids to her body. Her husband Michael Stevens sat by her bedside holding her hand. Maria chuckled at her husband’s nervous expression. Her eyes fluttered and she said, “you don’t have to look so scared. It’s not like I’m dying.” “Stop saying that. You don’t know how afraid I was when you suddenly collapsed. Now you have to be admitted for a few days.” Michael said. He had been watering the garden at the mansion when some maids suddenly told him that his wife had fainted. He had gotten the biggest scare of his life. Maria may be talkative but she loved him and stayed with him through thick and thin. Even if they were now old, he still didn’t want to lose her. “Oh dear, look at your face. I’m fine. It’s nothing.” Maria said, trying to lift her husband’s mood. Michael Stevens was about to say something when the door w

Christopher Stevens had been meticulously going through the company’s statistics when he received a call from his mother urging him to pay her a visit at the hospital. Worried, that her blood pressure might go up again, he quickly grabbed his car keys and drove to the hospital. To his dismay, he found Lydia Jacobs in his mother’s ward. Maria immediately perked up when she saw her son walk through the door. “Chris, look who’s here to visit me. Isn’t she a wonderful woman? Lydia, say hi to Chris.” Maria said when Chris stood next to her bed, a frown was now etched on his face as he stared at his mother accusingly. “Hi, Chris.. it’s been a while,” Lydia said in a sickeningly sweet voice. “Hmmm,” was all Chris could say. He was on the verge of losing his cool. If it wasn’t for his mother’s presence, he would have left already. “Wow, look at you two. You look good together—” “Where’s dad and Jasmine, mom?” Chris asked, cutti

When Rita came to, she found herself in a dark place. The area didn’t smell good. It also felt like she was floating. Especially with her being pregnant, the stench of the place made her heave as she tried to recollect herself. Rita tried to sit properly but she ended up bumping into someone. “Easy there..” Rita’s body jerked in alarm at the sound of the female voice on her right. “W – who are you?” She asked as she tried to calm her racing heart. “I’m also like you. I was brought here against my will,” the voice said. Rita had a lightbulb moment when she suddenly remembered what had happened. She was in the ward with Evelyn then a man with a gun came and took her. ‘Oh my God! Evelyn!! Is she alright?’ Rita thought to herself when she remembered that her friend was shot by the kidnapper. “Hey, don’t panic. As long as we stick together we will be fine,” Rita heard the voice again. “W – where are we? Where are the