Semua Bab For Better or Buisness: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Nik. The meeting I had in Shanghai had finished late last night, and Serena wasn't feeling so well, so Alex had made us hurry back home last night. I thought of telling Elaine I was coming but decided against it last minute. Choosing instead to wait till I got home. My choice was proved right when we had some delays and had to have a long lay over. The moment we landed, Alex headed home to his wife and I headed home to mine. I needed to hold her and sleep. The nightmares had been worse recently and I barely slept all through the week. I had an appointment with my psychiatrist this week, so hopefully, we can get to why I kept having the recurrent dreams of death. In our last virtual consultation, she had spoken about how I hadn't fully healed of the trauma of my upbringing so it was manifesting now that I was bringing a child into the world. She had spoken about me coming in to see her personally but I've been so busy the last few weeks. I sighed heavily and bid my assistant g

I woke up very late and wasn't surprised to see that Nik's side of the bed hasn't been slept in. Even before he travelled he had been spending less time in bed and going off to sleep at God knows where. Lst night, he had left me there in bed. I hoped he will return but he didn't and sometime ccHe entered the room, and the sweat coming off him was testament that he had just visited the gym. I stared at him, not sure how to bring up what happened last night. He had crazy eye bags which were testament that he must have barely slept. I wonder if he still has those horrible nightmares. “Good morning” I managed to croak out because if we were planning on doing this silence thing for forever, Nik would have it easy. He shot me a quick glance, and looked like he was considering answering before he finally did. “Good morning.” “I have a dinner tonight, so I'll be late home.” He was looking through the closet and picked a tux which was recently laundered and covered in a plastic bag an

These are the emotions you feel when someone you love hurts you. 1- Disappointment; because how do you reconcile the person doing this to you, to the one who swore they were on your side. As I listened to the conversation on the other side, Nik refused Diane and how she was shamelessly throwing herself at him which included even trying to blackmail him, that she would tell me he was hitting on her. The disappointment grew into the next feeling. 2- Anger. A red, hot wave that consumed you, and you just want to rip them to pieces. The lack of utter disrespect for doing this in my home. When I was few feets away by I couldn't contain it anymore. I stepped out to where she could clearly see me, and the shock on her face only served to fuel my anger even more. I looked her over and the dress choice suddenly made sense. “Get out.” I yelled. Nik, who looked like he was enjoying the drama, sat there with his hands folded in his chest and looked at the show. She tried to expla

Nik. I was bored out of my mind. Alex had advised that we go out to a restaurant to seal the new deal over drink and Soju( which was the Korean version of beer) We have been away from home this time for almost two weeks and honestly, I'm itching to go back. Elaine and I have fallen into a weird kind of routine. We weren't fighting and it was almost like we found a balance. Share breakfast and dinner together if I was home, and fall into bed. Recently she had started asking me to massage her feet and I always reminded her that she decided to go to college on her own, so she bears the brunt alone. However, she usually goes ahead to tell me, we made the baby that tired her out together and so I get to work. I didn't mind it for the most part, but I wasn't going to tell her that. I checked my world clock on my phone, wondering what time it was over there in New York and if she was still awake. Someone called my attention to try the Korean BBQ and I dropped my phone t

Nik We got word of the first ransom call when we were still in the air. At first I didn't even want to pick the call because nothing I hate more than picking strange numbers, until I saw that it wasn't just a stranger number but a secure line. “Andrew! Alex” I yelled waving them over. We have been waiting for someone to call and make demands since we crossed into the tenth hour of her missing. The good detectives of NYPD(New York police department) have helped us to create a timeline of events. We now know that it's been exactly 16 hours since she was taken. They had told us to expect a random call since this felt like a targeted kidnapping. My heart was thumping loudly against my rib cage, and I waited impatiently to pick the call waiting for Andrew to start the call trace and also patch in the trace from the NYPD and the Moretti family. We were tackling this thing on three levels. Alex gave me a thumbs up, signalling that it was time, and I put the phone to my ears.