Semua Bab 365 DAYS WITH YOU: Bab 41 - Bab 50

When I walked into Carl's room, I found him standing over his desk, his brow furrowed as he rummaged through a pile of documents and typed furiously on his computer, obviously searching for something. Darkness clouded his eyes, and they looked tired. His mouth was set in a hard line. I knew he was under a lot of stress. This was obviously the point he needed no distraction, and I should probably back off, but for a very strange reason, I was not scared of him. I wanted to hug him so tight, and tell him to let it all out my shoulder.The thoughts quickly escaped my mind, when I heard his voice. "Khloe, I don't have time for this. What did you say you wanted to talk about?" I'd totally forgotten I had already told him there was something important I needed to talk to him about."I'm sorry, is this a bad time?" I asked, feeling a little sheepish. "I could come back later if you need to finish what you're doing." He suddenly turned towards my direction."It is the wrong time, but you are

Carl returned to his room, his mind racing as he paced back and forth, trying to make sense of the events that had unfolded just hours before. "How could the document he had painstakingly worked on for hours vanish without a trace?" he pondered. His suspicions were turned towards Nate, the only person who could have possibly made it disappear. He quickly grabbed his phone and called Nate, who arrived 15 minutes late, something she wouldn't have done, except if something important came up, which held her.Why are you only showing up now?" Carl asked, his piercing gaze boring into her eyes as if seeking a hidden truth. Nate's apologetic words tumbled out hastily, "I'm so sorry." Her head remained bowed, her eyes darting away from Carl's intense stare, fearful he might uncover the secrets she concealed. "Look at me, Nate," Carl's commanding tone sent a shiver down her spine, his voice echoing through her mind. Her knees wobbled, threatening to buckle, but she mustered the strength to ste

I honestly didn't want to be part of what ever is going on presently in the Bradfords' house. It's definitely their problem, and not mine. I had mine waiting for me outside this mansion, and I needed to get to mum and aunt Kim before Mr. Daniel returns. As I approached the front entrance of the Bradford's mansion, Nate suddenly emerged from nowhere, her slender figure blocking my path like a barricade. Her piercing gaze seemed to bore into my soul, making my heart race with frustration. I felt like screaming, 'What is the meaning of this?!' but my voice remained trapped in my throat, silenced by the oppressive tension that filled the air. "I didn't do anything,' I protested, my words barely audible over the pounding of my pulse. She hasn't said anything yet, but I knew why she stood in my way. Nate's expression remained impassive, her arms crossed over her chest like a shield, her stance unyielding as a stone statue. "Where to?" she asked finally, her voice dripping with a cas

I was jolted awake by the unremitting ringing of my office phone, piercing through the silence like a siren. My heart sank as I saw Daniel's name flashing on the screen, my boss's name synonymous with trouble. I knew I was just better dead than alive! and was torn between answering the call and ignoring it, hoping Daniel and whatever the problem is would magically disappear. But the ringing persisted, shattering the peaceful atmosphere. My gaze fell on my mom's serene face, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. The thought of her looking like that in a coffin flashed through my mind, and I instantly regretted it, scolding myself for the ghoulish idea. The phone rang again, snapping me back to reality. "How dare you, you low-wreck!!!" He bellowed. Daniel's anger was easily perceived even through the phone, his voice thundering as soon as I answered. The tone of his voice, leaving me speechless and wondering what I had done wrong this time."Get yourself back here in th

My heart stopped. What does Aunt Kim mean by an emergency? Another emergency like the one that freaked her out earlier, thinking mum was going to die? Or worse emergency? More Panic set in as I repeatedly dialed her number, only to be met with silence - her phone was off. Helplessness washed over me, trapped at work with no way to escape. Daniel wouldn't let me leave. Even if I could leave work, there was no way I would be able to locate the hospital. My mind raced with unanswered questions: How dire was mom's condition? When did things take a turn for the worse? Could I sneak away unnoticed? The uncertainty was suffocating. "I'm so sorry, mom," I whispered under my breath, my desperation palpable. I redialed Aunt Kim's number, my persistence finally rewarded when she answered, her voice a lifeline in my moment of despair. "Khloe baby" No one could possibly understand the relieve that washed through my body the moment I heard Aunt's voice."With the doctor's help, I was able to cove