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“This is a gift. I am sorry. I forgot to tell you.” Gracie tried to smile. “You… Who gave this to you?” “It… I…” “It’s damn precious.” Sara Owen touched the captivating pendant and then smiled at Gracie. “Did Ryan gift it?” Gracie nodded with a complicated feeling. “Wow. You two are dating. You didn’t tell me.” “Oh, no. Sara. We are not.” “Don’t lie. He daily comes to pick you up and drops you at the mall. You can’t hide anything from me.” Sara Owen pretended to be angry. “Sara, we are not dating. Okay? I tried to refuse but… He… I don’t know why he gave this to me.” “He likes you.” “Shut up. He is an actor. He has a queue of beautiful ladies.” “Maybe you are first in that queue.” Gracie sighed sadly, “I don’t know, Sara. He usually… He is nice to me. We are good friends. We share things. We…” Sara Owen shuddered, “Do you tell him about my…” “Miss Sara Owen.” The keeper was standing at the door of the class. Everybody looked at her. Sara Owen stood up from her seat. “

"Look at them. They are deeply into each other. Do you still wish to disregard their affection?" Sara Owen looked at him with her genuine smile, “I think we should not talk about them.” She found a couch to sit on. Rudra Reddy sat beside her. Her gaze was on her husband and his gaze was on her beautiful face. He had seen her at parties. He had seen her in her routine life. She always looked adorable and naive. She did not need to make up to look captivating. Rudra Reddy’s eyes darkened when he saw sadness in her deep eyes. He followed her gaze and looked at the sweet couple. “Did you know he was going to take you here?” Sara Owen smiled at him, “Yes.” “It will be hard to see them. You should have refused.” “I can't refuse him for anything even if I want to.” “How can you see him with his girlfriend?” “At least he's happy!” She looked at her husband who had a slight smile on his thin lips. How attractive he was! “Come with me.” He didn’t let her sit there. He held her palm an

Someone was attempting to open it. They were alarmed. A man dragged her to the rest room squeezing her mouth tighter. The short man crept behind the closed door and waited. The door swung unexpectedly. Swallowing saliva, everyone awaited the person to enter the suit. When nobody entered even after a while, they exchanged their gaze in a trance. After a bit, the short man relaxed, lowered the rode, and came to the door to close it. A towering young man strangled him as soon as the short man approached the door. Men flocked to him like wild hounds as he took his first step inside. He was stronger like an elephant that threw away the short man and fought with the remaining four. He was an expert fighter. He used to go to the gym daily. He was a taekwondo black belt. He had made his college boxing championship debut. He had no trouble with those four. "Please leave me." He could hear her voice coming from the bathroom. He vanquished all four and proceeded to the restroom. When he slamme

Sara Owen arrived at the private emergency ward where her husband was being treated. She gazed at him through the glass wall. He remained the same. There were no motions, and the person was unhealthy and chilly. Her eyes were welling up with tears. His eyes were closed and he had a pallid face. Sara Owen began to feel remorse after viewing his condition because today he returned after touching death because of her. She was the reason he had to withstand the pain. She was the reason... For everything. She was kidnapped and forced by six men. Those six men would have tarnished her if he hadn't arrived on time. They had stretched her legs and the short man was about to enter her when Yohan Dixon knocked on the door. Sara Owen fell back weakly against the glass wall. The terrifying scene gave her goosebumps. Which expression would she give her husband? She closed her eyes and leaned back stumbling on the ground. She was embarrassed. Yohan Dixon had never slept so sickly. He was uninte

Seeing the nurse cleaning blood from his palm and injecting tubes again, Sara Owen bit her lips. She and Gracie were standing outside of the room looking inside through the glass wall.“Ryan told me everything. I can't believe you were trapped so horribly."Sara Owen looked at her with a deep sigh, “Last night was the most wretched experience in my life. If he had not come to save me, they would have tarnished me to the death.”Gracie held her palm and gave her a comforting smile, "Mr Dixon cares."Sara Owen looked at her husband in a daze. His expressions didn’t change even when the nurse injected needles again in his palms.Ryan Jenkins glared at Yohan Dixon who had just lit the last cigarette of the packet.“I had brought it for a whole day. How could you finish the whole packet in an hour?”“Did you talk to the manager?" Yohan Dixon exhaled smoke.“Yeah. He said... The hotel was booked by Samira Reddy. There were no entries open for guests.""Only the ground floor and the entry gat