Semua Bab Her REV LOVE: Bab 1 - Bab 10

"Congratulations, you're pregnant!" I shook my hands, hugging the pregnancy test result to myself, the doctor's words still echoing in my head. Three years of trying finally paid off. The thought of holding our child one day filled me with excitement, even as an old ache lingered. Frank's emotional distance had been a constant, unspoken presence in our lives, but tonight, I hoped things would change. Maybe a child could be the bond that brought us closer together.Frank's voice pulled me back to reality. "What're you thinking about?" he asked, his hands busy unbuttoning his shirt. I stared at his chest, my cheeks flushing. Three years of marriage, and his looks still took my breath away—but not in the way they once did. Before I could respond, he stepped into the shower.The water hissed to life, and I waited until the steam blurred the bathroom door before pulling out the report. My smile faded. How would Frank react to this news? The shower turned off, and Frank emerged, water dripp

"What in the name of the devil is happening?" Frank demanded from Dera when the doctor had examined her. Guilt welled up as he gazed at the bandage on her forehead. "I'm sorry. I have no idea why Ruth changed. She was once so kind to me." When he'd crashed into the parking lot, he'd been convinced he'd seen Ruth dragging Dera from the wheelchair. Fear had muddied his reasoning. But Dera's legs—her strength already weakened due to her illness—had collapsed beneath him. He'd been the one to bring her down."I hope you can forgive her. She doesn't get angry very often," Frank added, his tone grating.We were in a VIP hospital room, Dera sitting on the edge of the bed without her wheelchair. She smiled and grasped Frank's hand. "Hey, don't get this wrong. This isn't Ruth's fault. I fell on my own. My wheelchair must've had a malfunction."Frank's eyes opened wide. "Are you saying Ruth didn't push you?"Dera shook her head, her lips trembling. "No, she didn't push me. Don't blame her for t

I awoke to find myself tied to a chair. The cold of the damp air in the old warehouse seeped into my bones and I shivered helplessly. I could sense my heart pounding as I remembered the blow to the head and loss of consciousness. Was I kidnapped? I screamed, "Where am I? Help! Help me!""Relax, Ruth. Shouting isn't going to benefit you. I tried it myself, I swear," a voice I recognized rang in my ears. I glanced to the right and noticed Dera bound into a chair similar to mine. My eyes bulged with horror."What is it? Why were both of us kidnapped?" I asked, my chest pounding in terror. At the very back of my mind, I feared for the welfare of the child I carried within me. In case anything should happen to me, I would lose my baby."."Good question," a low male voice boomed somewhere in the warehouse. I spun back toward the voice and my heart ran wild when I saw four goons coming our way. The leader of the group, a bald man with yellow-stained teeth, had a pungent smell of alcohol on h

I was stunned.There was the woman on stage who looked like my late wife.Her face, her shape, her voice—there was a striking similarity between the two women.I scowled as I listened to Lydia Josephs give her speech."Ruth, is that you?" I asked myself, a look of confusion on my face.Lydia Josephs finished speaking and stepped down from the podium. The MC then told her that she would have to share the dance floor with her partner, Dean Anderson, a new mysterious young man who appeared to be a debonair new face in Charles State. He was tall and lean and had sandy brown hair and brown eyes.The guy, in a three-piece gray suit, grinned at Lydia and walked up to her. In front of everyone, he took Lydia's hand and asked, "May I have this dance, Lydia?"Lydia smiled and took his hand. They stepped onto the dance floor and moved to the beat.Dean glanced at Lydia as they danced. He grinned and said, "Congratulations, boss lady."Lydia grinned and said, "Thank you, Dean.""I'm the happiest

"What did Frank Lanka want? I saw him grab your arm," Dean asked as he drove Lydia back home.He had a nice smile on his face, but he was fuming inside. Lydia and I had met when she was overseas six years ago and he had been pursuing her ever since.Dean had been with her and stood by her whenever she needed a friend or someone to lean on.However, Lydia had not rejected him and neither had she accepted him. As he never ever expressed his feelings to anyone, she never ever brought it up either.Seeing another man falling for her made him a little apprehensive.Lydia sighed at Dean's question. That encounter with Frank had left her with a foul taste. She gave Dean a sidelong glance and answered, "A partnership.""Did you accept it?" Dean queried softly. He unconsciously flexed his grip on the steering wheel as he anxiously waited for Lydia's answer. His knuckles whitened from how tightly he was holding the wheel."I'll think about it." I told him, Lydia said and stared out of the windo