Love me, baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

RYAN BURKEI had to leave the plane earlier than expected, and since Morgana was sleeping quietly and peacefully—quite different from when we left the hotel—I preferred to let her sleep a little longer while I dealt with our security issues. I already had some information about it. The hotel's camera system had been hacked through a remote access using a false IP address, a VPN that changed the location.Since she barely slept last night and this morning was more turbulent than I had planned, I decided to let my wife rest. I'm on my way to JBR Enterprises in one of those ride-share cars. There wasn't enough time to call James and request his service, but he's taking care of Elena, so he's earning his money either way.In front of the enormous mirrored building, the car stops. I pay the fare and enter without looking around. The receptionists look visibly tense when I walk in. I give them a distant look and hiss a "Good morning," which is politely responded to.I take the elevator strai

RYAN BURKEShe's not as angry or scared as I thought she would be this morning, and that’s a better consolation than I expected. When she closes the bathroom door with a smile, I feel a bit of normalcy returning to our day. I need to make it up to her somehow. I send a message to Juliana, asking her to arrange a gift to be sent to the mansion.I take the opportunity to check my emails and messages on my phone. Looking around the room, a thought strikes me. We’re still sleeping in separate rooms, and that’s something that needs to be resolved. I walk out of the room and head to my closet to grab my things and move them to her room. No, our room. Sleeping in separate rooms is unacceptable to me. She chose me, and I chose her. We’re a couple. I return to the room, dragging some clothes with me. Bethany leaves the room just as I come back, and Morgana is finishing getting dressed in the closet. I enter with my bags while she watches me silently.“Why are you bringing your clothes here?” sh

RYAN BURKEAlessandra quit, and things got a bit more complicated. Lately, we've been needing nurses at a fast and alarming rate, and Morgana already had her as part of our family, so breaking the news to her left her sad, and I know it, not just from her sad and incredulous expression, but from the dense voice when she came to say goodbye to Alessandra the other day.It's been a month since she left, and a month since we've been silent with the stalker. It was weird. No mysterious packages. No phone threats or attacks. Nothing but the disturbing silence.Still, I've increased her security by hiring another special agent from the same agency as Tyron. Since the photo incident, he's been vigilant with us, but also incredibly tense and alert. He's a good man.I've been racking my brain, along with the triplets, to find this damn person who's been tormenting my life. And every time we're close to getting to the root IP, he creates new barriers, new VPNs, leaving us with no way out or wher

MORGANA FOSTERAfter Ryan received that call informing about Lindsay's whereabouts, we headed from the hospital to the police station. James took Elena home and took charge of ensuring her safety. When we entered the police station and arrived at the interrogation room, it became as clear as crystal that the Lindsay Thomas being interrogated was not the same person I knew a few months ago.The woman sitting here in front of us lacks the same vivacity as the elegant person I knew. I'm in the glass waiting room observing as the officers are questioning her and pressuring her for answers. There are two men in the room, one tall and blond, and one tall and dark-haired. They are very well-presented in their uniforms. The small room is dim, with a small table and a pendant lamp.One of the officers approaches her stealthily.His hands are stuffed in his pockets, and a cigarette hangs from his mouth. There's no doubt, looking at her, you can see how scared and nervous she is. He slams one han

MORGANA FOSTERI ponder for a moment before responding to Ryan whether I will meet Lindsay at the police station or not. She wanted to talk to me, which was a total surprise to me, as our last encounter didn't end well.This sounds to me like a challenge or some kind of crazy plan, but since she said she'll only talk if it's with me, I'll go to the station. I'll be surrounded by police, so I'll be safe, right? Tyron will be with me. He's a good security guard. Observant and silent.But what I really wanted was to be in the conversation with Sorya, as she's been avoiding me since Ryan's accident. I finish my bowl of stew and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Ryan is calling the police station to inform them that I'll be going there later.I stay in the office surrounded by books studying new surgical techniques as soon as Ryan says goodbye with a kiss. Soon it's time to leave, so I don't take long to go upstairs to change clothes.I put on dark jeans, a black long-sleeved shirt, and a b