บททั้งหมดของ When Tragedy Strikes : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

“What the fuck?” A redhead yelled with her eyes wide opened staring at the screen of her phone. She threw it on the floor fuming. “How could he decide such a thing without my knowledge? I’m going to fucking ruin this shit”. She said clasping her hand together as if warming up for a fight. “Babes, you should calm down. Your old man certainly mean well for you. He made it clear it’s for business. You won’t be tied up with the Gullivan guy for long”. A young man who looked like he was in his early twenties said. He had really dark brown hair and a sharp pointed nose. His blue eyes will make you feel like you are watching the sea. The sharp cut around his jawline was the only thing that made his face look less prettier than a girl’s. “You should not have asked me to check it out now. I think I’ve lost interest and can’t go dirty with you tonight”. Aria said to him. He looked at her in surprise. “I’ll put you in the mood”. He said. That was not what he planned to say, but he felt like

Fabian opened his mouth to say something, but words failed to leave his mouth. He wanted so bad to yell at Katherine and tell her not to intrude whenever he is talking to Aria and that he will try to handle his daughter himself. But he could not. Instead he told Katherine that Aria has run away again. “She will come back. This is her usual routine. Just block her cards and you will see her come back”. Katherine said. Fabian shook his head. A few days ago and some years back, Fabian would gladly take this advice and do what Katherine said. But now he can no longer bring himself to do that. “Do you know why I talked about her marriage in the anniversary? It’s so that my daughter would come home and talk to me. I would not allow Aria a marriage that will make her hate me more than she already does”. Fabian said. “No reasonable child will hate her father after everything you’ve done for her. Well, that’s one rebellious child. At least you have our son Brandon”. Katherine said. Fabian b

Kelvin has just gotten out of the police station. He stood by his car for a while as he wondered if that young woman was actually Aria Harts. She is one person he could never forget. They were kids. And if he could remember vividly, she must have been four if not five. He remembered that little girl that was all over him. He tried to compare her to the woman who had emotionlessly broke a bottle on a man’s head in the club. They were not the same people. They only have the same name. Perhaps, another Aria Harts does exist. But still, he could not stop wondering. He recalled that they stopped visiting all of a sudden. And that his mother told him that Aria was on a vacation and so they could not come. But growing up, he learnt that the father had divorced Aria’s mother the mother’s infidelity. And that the father was married to another woman. But whatsoever had followed, he had no idea of. He even heard his mother mentioned to his father a few years ago that she was worried for her fr

Kelvin returned to the room only to find Aria fast asleep. She looked innocent in her sleep, like she could never hurt a fly. He watched her for a while and the thoughts that came to his mind was what could have caused an innocent little girl to grow up into a thorn. He covered her up with a blanket, but she tossed it away and mumbled something like, “call mommy”. Kelvin sighed. He could not tell if he heard properly. All he did was try to cover her up again with the blanket hoping she won’t kick it off again. But she did the same. He decided to let her be. All he did was regulate the temperature in the room that he felt would be suitable for her. After which he walked out of the room leaving Aria alone. He ate his food and slept in his living room. That was the sacrifice he had to make for his childhood friend. The following morning, Kelvin woke up to a call from his mother, Diana. He picked it up with a frown on his face. He answered the phone mumbling a good morning to his mothe

Fabian paced up and down his eyes were visibly red. Aria was not back and it bothered him. Last night when Katherine asked him to block Aria’s accounts, he didn’t do that because she had stopped depending on whatever he puts into her account. She was rebelling and he saw that.He could not understand how the police was yet to trace a girl like Aria. She was never good at hiding well. They’ve replaced the punctured tyres and his men have all gone out in search of Aria, but are yet to give him any news aside from the fact that she has caused trouble in a club. And that was something they already knew from the night. “Honey, this won’t help your health. Why don’t you sit down and wait. Aria’s wild, you know that. Besides she’s no longer a teenager”. Katherine said to Fabian hoping to calm his nerves. She hated that her husband was worried about his daughter. She would prefer he does not care whether or not Aria returns. After all, her son, Mycroft is the heir of the Harts. Fabian looke