Todos os capítulos de A Racing Heart : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Like Irene said the article was nothing to worry about. It was just publicity for the interview. The stares I was getting I now recognized them as shock. The workers seemed shocked that I was actually human and sounding like a doting husband.It kinda of ruined my reputation as the Ice prince – a title I have grown to love – but no harm done. It wasn't something threatening. I was about to take a break for lunch when I heard knocking on my door. I didn't look up, Irene suddenly bursted into my office. "Afternoon sir" her calm voice showed slight panic. "What happened?" I asked her."I received a call from Lucas?" She started. I looked at her in confusion. I drove myself to work this morning and I didn't call for him."Sir, it's about Mrs Lilian" I raised an eyebrow, I wasn't expecting that."What about Lilian?" I gave him my utmost attention."She went shopping today and was hounded by reporters at the mall" she told me. Was this the bad feeling I felt before?"Where is she now?"

I left work on time today. I couldn't work extra hours, not today. What happened to Lilian today was already circulating. I was playing the part of the loving husband, it would be out of character for me if I just stayed at work and didn't go home to my wife.As I got into my car, I received a call from Dad. "Hi Dad" I greeted as I picked the call. I had not driven out of the parking lot yet so I just waited."Byron, what is going on?" He asked. I didn't need to guess, he already knew about Lilian."It's my fault. I should have taken precautions." I admitted to my faults before he could say anything.He sighed on the other line. I could imagine him rubbing his forehead at this. "It's not your fault. Yes, you should have seen this coming but it's the media, they are like slithering snakes" I could only agree with him. "Is Lilian okay?" His voice was relatively gentler when he asked this."Yeah, she's fine. I'll increase the security around her" I told him."That's good. You should be

Not feeling guilty was easier said than done. Especially with my thoughts going back to her. My mind kept replaying her frightened eyes when those reporters asked her those questions.Should I have checked up on her? Did it make a difference if I went to see her or I sent people to ensure she was okay. It was stupid how I felt. Apart from not seeing her, I fulfilled all my responsibilities. She had a nice place to live, I got a store for her, my card hadn't left her hands since the Maldives.Though it was part of our contract, I helped her find her feet and took her siblings to a prestigious school. She didn't need to worry about money or work or her Dad acting out. The Lilian from when we first met and the Lilian now were living two different lives and it's all because of me. The only inconvenience that she had to face was the reporters and I already took care of it. On a logical standpoint, I had no reason to feel guilty.Lilian was bugging my mind and in return causing a distractio

The weather was much colder as the winter months rolled in. I had the heater turned up to the max in my office in attempt to regulate the room temperature. I also ditched my suits for turtlenecks and blazers with a scarf wrapped around my neck. As much as I would have liked to switch out my coffee for hot chocolate, I didn't as I needed the caffeine. At least, the steaming cup of coffee warmed me up. Though I was born and raised in this country, I couldn't get over the way the winters got so cold. The cold couldn't hinder my work as I worked overtime to meet up with my previously disrupted schedule. I watched the first snow from my office windows with no more than a glance.Just like that, a month passed. I would have loved to say for the past month I didn't see Lilian but it wasn't so. There was the launch of the brand, Himalayas is what she decided to call it. I had to be there, not only to show support for my wife but also as the CEO of Hetero hotels. Playing the part of a lovi

After taking a shower and getting comfortable in my home clothes – a white shirt and gray sweatpants – I laid on the bed tiredly trying to find some sleep. Not a minute passed when I heard the loud grumble from my stomach.Right, I haven't had dinner yet.I barely had anything to eat today. I had a slice of toast for breakfast and a sandwich for lunch, a piece of cake at the party and that was it. It made sense that I was hungry. I got up reluctantly and went to kitchen. I stared at the counters, the cupboards, the gas top. The whole kitchen was spotless, not a morsel of food in sight. I guess I have no other option but to cook.I tied my black apron around my waist. "Let's get to work" I got out the ingredients and prepared to make the only dish I was sure of 'Ramen noodles.' I stared at the empty pot in front of me feeling tired all of a sudden. "Why don't you go wait in the living room? I'll whip up something quick." I was startled by Lilian's voice. She was standing there in a