Holding the strap of my bag as tight as I can, I looked around the hospital, nervous if he was going to show up or stand me up.I'd texted Karl the time and date of my next appointment two days ago and it was delivered. There was even the double tick right beneath the text, indicating that he had read it. But he didn't reply. Karl and I haven't talked to each other via call or text after the day April dyed her hair black and I told him that I had already went to the doctor alone during the time that I was asking for a divorce and hiding my pregnancy at the same time. He didn't call after that for three days straight.Maybe he was giving me space or taking time for himself. Either way, he hadn't called me. But, he did call April and asked her if she was okay.I was right in front of her when Karl had called April. She was first happy that her brother had called her, but as soon as she realized why he had called her, she glared at me. April told her brother that she was fine and that

I rolled on my side with a groan when my phone rang one more time. I just wanted to sleep the entire day but my phone keeps disturbing me.I glanced at my phone over my shoulder. It kept ringing and vibrating on my nightstand over and over again. I looked at the caller ID and groaned even more when I realized that it was Karl, again.I ignored the call like I've been doing for the past week and rolled back. I tucked my hands under my head and closed my eyes. Just as I was about to fall asleep, my phone rang again.The only reason why I wasn't turning my phone off was because I was expecting a call from my mother. She calls me every Monday before lunch just to talk. I didn't want to miss the bond I was creating with my mother just to avoid my husbands call.I sighed before I sat u[ on the bed and swung my legs off the bed. I reached for my phone, ready to send it to voicemail again but I stopped when I realized that it wasn't Karl who was calling me this time. It's an unknown number.I

"What do you mean he wants you to pay for his bail?" I was fuming, Completely upset about what she had told me. I stood outside of the hospital with my phone to my ear, surprised about what I was hearing."It's what I'm telling you, dear." My mother said. "He is not going to sigh the divorce papers unless I pay two million dollars for his bail. The man is insane. He said that I will either be a married woman to a criminal in prison or I could be a free woman and he would be gone from both yours and my life."I blew out a huge breath, shaking my head as I listened to her. "Do you think he will actually stay away from us?" I asked, knowing well enough that Garzei Chaw doesn't always keep his promises."I don't know, sweetie. I am actually worried about that. If I do pay for his bail and get him out, even if he does sigh the divorce papers, whose to say that he would stay back? Who's to say that he would let me move on? Who's to say that he would leave you alone?" My mother sighed and

I held on to the steering wheel as tight as I could. It was my way of trying to gain control over my expression and my entire body language.I didn't want to scare off the woman in the passenger seat of my car, pressing her palms flat against each other and looking out the window.Every single red light stop we come across, I glance at her, and then at her hands. All I wanted to do was reach out and hold her small hand in mine. But that might be a risky move. So, I held the steering wheel as to stop myself from reaching out.Turning my eyes back to the front, I focused on the road and tried not to think about how surprised I was when she just walked out of the apartment with her bag and walked straight out of the building and walked over to my car.She had stood next to the passenger side and waited for me to unlock the door for her. When I'd rushed over to unlock and open the door, she had just hopped in without protesting even once.All the speech I had prepared in the drive to the

Karl Thompson...Tapping my pen against my desk, I read through the contract of share transfer I had been preparing for the past few weeks.I read through every single line ten times to make sure that it was perfect. It has to be flawless. After I made sure that my PA drew out the contract just the way I wanted it, I took a deep breath and pushed my pen over the blank spots under my names to put my signature down.After signing everywhere I needed to, I buzzed my PA in and asked him to finalize it.I watched as my PA walked out of the office with the files and I prayed that it would work. Exhaustedly sighing, I reached for my phone and called Stuart.One of the few things that had changed after I stopped going home was that cousin twin. Stuart had stuck to his word and continued to fight against the urge to smoke. From what Ethan told me, Stuart was having a really hard time trying to quit and he had even caught him with a lighted cigarette many times, but Stuart swore he never put