Nicholas threw a glance at the watch on his wrist for the umpteenth time in two hours, his eyes straying to the door of his study. Was she not supposed to be here by this time?"You are off again, Boss. What are you thinking of?"A voice snapped him out of his thoughts and he looked up at the laptop in front of him, where he was on a conference call with his subordinates."Mind your business, Stanley. When do we leave tomorrow?" he asked, oblivious to the way the mouths of those on the conference call with him, dropped to the ground in surprise.They knew their Boss and how angry he usually was if someone dared to interrupt their meeting for whatsoever reason but now, he was letting Stanley go like that. With just a 'mind your business'."I just asked a question. When do we leave tomorrow?" Nicholas repeated, his voice assuming an icy and impatient tone."Dawn, Sir! Around 5 am," one of them replied.Immediately he heard that, Nicholas pressed the button to end the call and rose to hi

With the help of the new wheelchair which was gotten for her, Isabella almost felt like she could walk. She was able to do numerous things which she previously found hard, or which she needed Angela's help for. Just like now, she was able to get herself on the bed by herself.She peeled off the towel wrapped around her body and picked up the nightdress she picked out earlier, when she found out something was wrong with it.This nightdress was black and the color was part of the qualities which made her pick it. She had chosen it thinking that her body would be completely obscure but now that she looked at it, she found out it was a netty material which would show off her body if she wore it."Why does this have holes? I should sew it tomorrow, if it's possible to block all of it," she murmured, ignorant of the fact that the dress was designed that way.Now that she could not wear the black nightdress again, she knew she had to pick another dress. Sighing in frustration, she retired her

Joseph's mouth fell wide open from the scene in front of him and as much as he tried to stop himself, he failed, causing that exclamation of surprise to fall out of his lips."OMG!"Hearing that strangely disturbing voice, Nicholas reluctantly pulled away from the kiss in a bid not to embarrass Isabella, but he could not do so as her hands were gripping his collar tightly, stopping him from moving any further from her.A weird happiness sparked up in his heart and he restarted the kiss, using one free hand to wave Joseph away from the room. The latter saw the sign and bolted out of the room immediately without needing a second command. He regretted coming here with such speed that had made him push the door open without knocking first. However, the more he thought about it, the more he realized he was not at fault. He received a call from Isabella which was disconnected almost immediately and his worried self had thought she called him because something was wrong with her. Who knew he

Nicholas' brows were raised when he dropped the call. All his thoughts were centered on the call with Isabella just now. When he told her he sent her parents, she had gone quiet. Was it out of happiness or did she hate what he did?As he was thinking about that, his thoughts transcended over to when the call just connected and she called Joseph's name. He looked around the dimly lit room he was in, where countless other men wearing the same color of clothes as he was, were loitering around."David, who else are we expecting?" he asked, turning to face his assistant."Roman, Stanley and Shane," David replied immediately."By how many minutes have they been late?""Four, Sir," David answered, raising up three fingers of his hand in the air.Nicholas nodded slightly, his face void of any form of emotions as he walked back to his seat at one end of the room. David followed after him while the men who were loitering around the room were quick to gather around him."Joshua," Nicholas called

She failed to notice the small frown that formed on Marcus' face when he saw her excitement. His master's wife was acting like this was the very first time she was seeing an elevator."Would you need me to follow you up?" he asked, shaking his head to clear off all strange thoughts."I can go myself."Isabella wasted no time in wheeling herself over to the elevator doors but contrary to what she expected, the doors didn't open on its own when she got there.'Aren't they supposed to open on their own?' she muttered inwardly, a frown forming on her face. She was sure that Marcus was beginning to stare at her with confusion in his eyes, by now.And she was right. The old butler who was supposed to have left the living room had stayed behind just to watch Isabella until she got in the elevator, but was not sure what she was still doing staying in front of the elevator without pressing the button."Is everything alright, Mrs Hunt?" he asked carefully so as not to annoy her. To the best of h