THIRD PERSON'S POV:-After a beautiful morning with her son, Charlotte brought him to the court. Her son sat with Mr Richards to help him stay calm. Like his mother, Charlie was a kind hearted boy with a charming personality just like his father's. In short, Charlie was actually the mixture of both of his parents. While everyone was waiting for the judge, Charlotte was busy looking through the stack of papers in front of her.All of a sudden, an uneasy feeling started to rise in her chest. She found herself choking. She grabbed the glass of water that sat on her table and took a few sips. As the cold liquid slid through her dry throat, she felt the comfort and the choking stopped all of the sudden. Placing one of her hands on her chest, Charlotte sat down on her chair, trying to breathe. Charlie saw the discomfort his mother was going through. "Give me a minute, Mr Richards." In a polite tone he whispered to Mr Richards as he raised from his chair. Mr Richards let go of Charlie's han

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-"I am telling you. There is nothing I can do anymore. The defence got all of our evidence thrown out so cleverly. And we couldn't do anything because the evidence Mr Richards provided us was inadmissible because he obtained them illegally." I lost my temper as Andrew questioned my abilities again and again. I was in my hotel room. The papers of the case file were scattered on my bed. I was trying to look for a way to win that case.In a week, I was losing the case I thought was an easy win. "How can they do that? It's the Richards family thing. I mean, everything belonged to the whole family." Andrew asked in a frustrated tone and I sighed."That's because the younger brother isn't a Richards. He adapted the name but now he is willing to use the identity of his biological father just to get our evidence thrown out. That fucking lawyer is annoying." I replied in a low tone, slamming the papers on my mattress. Andrew was expected to be back to Canada in a week. But the

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-I opened my eyes, my head was pounding. My vision was blurry. I wiped my eyes twice but no use. I had to rub my eyes aggressively to get a clear view of where I was. I frowned in confusion as I found myself lying on an unfamiliar bed. I sat up on the bed, trying to remember what was happening. I remembered being at the court to fight for Charlie's custody. Little by little, I remembered everything. I looked around again, trying to figure out what just happened. I could only remember being on the train. Everything else was a blur. "You have finally woken up, Tinkerbell." My heart nearly stopped the moment I heard that deep voice echoing in the room along with that name that I hated the most.The moment I heard his voice, I remembered the missing pieces. "You! You got me abducted, you bastard." I yelled at him angrily. My heart dropped in the pit of my stomach as he sat down on the bed beside me. I grabbed the comforter and held on to it tightly. "What the fuck do yo

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-In the morning, I stepped out of the bathroom and found Benjamin lying on the bed. He was staring at the ceiling while humming that one song he used to humm all the time. Taking a deep breath, I walked into the closet. I wore my clothes for the day and as I walked back out, I found him standing in front of the closet."Don't you have anything else to do?" I asked, annoyed to see his face every single morning. Benjamin pulled something out of his blazer and slammed it in front of me. "I am asking you for the very last time, Charlotte. Are you signing these papers or…" I didn't let him complete his sentence. "Or what?" I screamed at him angrily.For a moment, he was stunned at my sudden reaction as I had never screamed at him like this before. "I am sick and tired of the games you are playing with me. I am not a doll. I have a heart, a brain and a conscience. And none of those three wants to do anything with you. Why don't you just leave me like you did before? I hav

THIRD PERSON'S POV:-In the morning, Charlotte woke up and her heart skipped a few beats. She found her arms wrapped around the man she thought she hated the most. Her legs were tangled up with his. His arms were wrapped around her, keeping her secured on top of his chest as if he was afraid to let go of her. She pushed herself up and went to take a bath. No matter how hard she scrubbed her skin, she couldn't get rid of his scent that lingered on her body.She felt betrayed when her own heart refused to listen to her. She felt broken when her heart wanted to be with the man she was supposed to hate. She was still soaking in the warm water when Benjamin stepped into the bathroom and walked toward the shower cubicle. Charlotte's heart started drumming erratically inside her chest as Benjamin stripped the only piece of clothing he had on. His back was facing him, he couldn't see her drooling over his naked body. Benjamin suddenly turned his face and Charlotte was caught red handed. She