“What was that earlier?” Gwendolyn shut the door behind her, dropped her heels on the floor, slumped against the door, and then buried her face in her palms. Recollecting the event that happened two minutes ago, her heartbeat rapidly. She couldn't believe they kissed. “What's wrong with me?” She lowered a hand to her chest which was beating faster than before, pouting as she soliloquized while gazing on her feet as she curled up. She couldn't believe that she kissed him even though the first kiss was a mistake. However, it was certain that she didn't regret it but why was she feeling strange even after the kiss? She was pondering what Zayn would think of her after she took the opportunity. Gwendolyn tried to snap out of it but her mind kept drifting back to Zayn no matter how hard she tried to distract it. ‘Am I in love with him?’ Even though the question was an absurd question to ask herself, she still contemplated the answer. She could scarcely deny her feelings for him if she didn

After the meeting ended, Austin didn't return to the company because he had another important thing to handle at his mansion. He wasn't surprised when he received her message that she was at his mansion but what perplexed him was she told him her flight would be a bit late due to the weather forecast. Was she playing a trick on him this time? The car skidded to a halt in the garage, Austin alighted from the car and headed in. Since he never hired any maids because of privacy, the whole house was as hushed as a grave. He saw her sitting on a sofa with her legs crossed. “Leave us, Brand,” Austin ordered imperatively.He nodded, veering around, and then exited. Emily pivoted her head to look over when she heard his voice, and then she rose and skipped a few steps away from the sofa.“But you said your flight would be forty minutes late.”“Well, surprise! I'm here now. You haven't changed the passcode so I let myself in.” When his expression was as sour as lemon, she tried to explain to

“Have you asked him about what Austin said to you, sis?” Claudia enquired curiously after she went quiet for at least two minutes. During their video call, she wished she was there to comfort her sister because it seemed like she needed it. The last time she ever saw Gwendolyn so hurt was when their mother died. It had been a long that she wore the look on her face, seeing it now, she was perturbed. After asking a question, she waited for her to respond but instead of answering, Gwendolyn kept staring at the magazine she failed to return to Austin.“No, but still, he lied to me. I told him he could tell me anything. He should tell me when he regains all his memories. I was just worried for nothing.” She lamented in such a way that Claudia could tell she was deeply hurt. “He must have his reasons. There must be something else you care about other than him keeping his identity a secret. What's it, Gwen?” “There's nothing else. I just felt betrayed when I trusted him so much. I don't ev

Margaret was notified about his amnesia so she didn't fuss about any detail Lucien missed during their conversation. After Jennifer showed up in the office and dragged him along, she was left with Zachary to have a solemn conversation with him. While sitting on a leather armchair in his office, she skimmed a finger on her wedding ring before looking down at it. “What does Dr. Prescott say about his condition?” She enquired with deep concern. She was aware that it wouldn't be easy for her now that he didn't even recollect having a wife. What made her happy back then was when he hugged her back and whispered that he'd be fine. She was expecting him to be cold because of his amnesia but Lucien had always been thoughtful. That was one of the reasons she wanted him to regain all his forgotten memories as soon as possible.“We should give him some time to regain his memories but if that doesn't work out, he'll sign him up for psychotherapy.” He explained to her thoroughly.“Is he not suppo

He received a text from his wife that she'd be helping her mum out before dinner and she would be waiting for him. Lucien asked Mr. Robert if he could drive him to the mansion because there was no way for him to go there unless he knew the address. It was a piece of cake like Mr. Robert said he had always been the one driving him to Carey's mansion whenever there was an occasion.It was only thirty minutes after six, he wondered if he would be able to make it back to Gwendolyn tonight. However, he promised her and he intended to keep it no matter what. The car eventually drove into the mansion and halted in the garage alongside his wife's car. One of the security guards came over and held the door for him.“Welcome sir.” He bowed to him immediately Lucien alighted, holding a bag. He was cladded in a navy blue suit, glancing around the mansion, he wasn't familiar with the view nor could he relate to anything he saw. While Mr. Robert stayed back, the man led him in.Margaret must have