Sitting a few paces from him in his mansion while they stared at each other, she was transported back to their first meeting. He'd offered her a ridiculous amount of money, twenty million. But after everything they'd been through, it didn't sound like that much money anymore. He'd already spent even more on her.Back then, she'd been the one furious, accusing when she sat across from him, but now even as he sipped calmly from his champagne glass, she could tell he was judging her. She fidgeted with her hands, looking away because his gaze was too strong on her. She wished he'd just say something, accuse or insult her even, anything other than just letting her thoughts prick her. Anne was not given a choice to come here. She knew she was not ready to meet him, to defend herself yet, especially when she'd just put herself into a pickle. In fact, in a way she'd been kidnapped. After she picked his call, he'd probably tracked her because a line of cars suddenly drove to her front. Ther

Her grandmother was dead. No. She hadn't heard right. It was too soon. It didn't make any sense. Not now.But the more she kept shaking her head the more she realized it was the entire truth. Her grandmother, the once only stable family she had was gone. Forever. She didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. "What's wrong?" Asher asked from the driver's seat but she didn't respond. With the receiver still wedged in her ear, she sat unmoving even long after the nurse had ended the call. "What's the problem?" Asher asked again, risking a look at her. She had to tell him, she thought. He would still found out anyway, plus he was her only ride to the hospital. Finally putting the phone back into her bag, she hugged her boys to her. Fortunately, she wasn't crying, couldn't even as the shock of everything that had happened throughout the day had drained her of all emotions. They were scared and quiet. It was obvious they'd seen something, heard something in that house and all she wan

It was cold and about to rain but his palms were sweaty as he gripped the steering wheel. His heart was pounding, a mix of bitterness and anger. It had taken him such a long time to realize he was in love with Anne, but he was willing to let all that go down the drain if she would keep acting like this. He'd made a mistake in his past; denying her when she had no one but if after trying everything he had to get her to forgive him and move on with him to no avail, it was evident she probably never would and it was best to stop trying since he was getting nowhere. He supposed she was right to some extent. He was bad for her, but so was she. Just because he didn't like to talk about his problems didn't mean he didn't have them. She had this image of him being in constant perfection which couldn't be any father from the truth. His life had gone on perfectly well without her all those years ago with just the constant fights from his dad, but ever since after his affair with her, his fat

When he woke up, everything looked pretty much the same. The curtains were drawn, the room was tidied and it was still dark. Surprisingly, his head wasn't pounding and he didn't have any sign of a hangover. That was the first surprise he was happy to receive. He remained on his bed for a few minutes more, preferring to linger for a little while. He was in high spirits but he couldn't tell why. Looking around at the room which was suspiciously spotless, he began to wonder if it had always been like that or if someone else had somehow gained access to his room and tidied it. The cleaner never gained access to his room. That was something he was very particular about. Rolling over, he checked his phone and yawned. It was four o'clock, quite early with no hangover, that was new. Ten missed calls. What was that about? He'd only slept for about four hours and someone had called him ten times? It was a good thing he always had his phone set to do not disturb. Anyone who was calling him

She was only going there to have a talk with him, she told herself again, trying to deny how excited she was to get to see him again. She missed him, but her body missed him even more. Ugh. She had to keep her mind on the road. Swerving this fast would give her a ticket if not anything. She had to calm down. Nothing was going to happen anyway. She had reached out and they agreed to have a cordial meeting about where they would go on from there. It was going to be at his office and she tried to subdue the pang that hit her chest when she remembered why he wouldn't meet her at his house. To be honest, all this while she'd hoped the whole thing between him and Gabby was all a misunderstanding. She thought that soon enough it would come out she was lying and he'd send her out. He'd sworn he never had anything to do with her. But now over a month had passed and Gabby was still living with him and he was no longer denying anything. Honking angrily at another driver who'd just cut her o