บททั้งหมดของ Vows Written In Dust : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Tatum’s POV The steady beeping of machines slowly pulled me awake. My eyes fluttered open, only to be met with harsh white light glaring down at me. I blinked several times, trying to adjust before staring blankly at the ceiling. Hospital? Frowning slightly, I pushed myself up and noticed the IV connected to my hand. Who brought me here? How long have I been here? Wait… is it morning already? The door opened, and a nurse walked in with a relieved smile. “You’re awake. That’s good. I was honestly surprised when you didn’t wake up last night, but I guess you had alcohol too.” “I had quite a lot,” I muttered dryly. “Thanks to someone.” “I’ll check your vitals first.” She moved around the room while checking the monitors. “Who brought me here last night?” I asked curiously. “A tall, handsome young man,” she replied casually. “He said he’d be back soon.” My heart skipped slightly. Arden? Before I could think further, the door opened again. “There he is,” the nurse said wit

Tatum's POV Later that evening, I was working in my office when my phone rang. Seeing it was my dad, I answered. "Hello, Tatum," his voice came through. "Hello," I replied. "How are you?" he asked. "I'm fine, thank you." "I wanted to ask—if you're free tonight, can you come along with Arden to the mansion for dinner?" "Dad, you know that it's impossible for Arden to be there, but I'll be there." "Can you ask him? I—" "Dad, do not pester me, or else I won't even show up." "Okay, see you later." "Hmm," I said and hung up. "What a hassle." I dressed up and drove to the mansion. The maids welcomed me, and I walked straight into the dining room. Spotting them already seated at the table, I walked over. "Good evening, Dad." I ignored the other two and took my seat. "Good evening, Tatum. I'm glad you made it." He offered me a forced smile. "Once again, you saved the company from bankruptcy." "Wasn't that what my marriage was for?" I countered. His expression shifted into

Tatum’s POVThe sudden shift in the weather caught me completely off guard. The sky grew dark with a terrifying speed, signaling a heavy storm on the horizon. I had intended to wash my face before going to bed, but the rapidly changing weather made me hesitate. Still, wanting to feel clean and comfortable before turning in, I decided to head into the bathroom anyway.Suddenly, there was a loud, cracking crash of thunder, followed instantly by a total blackout."Ahhhhhhh," I groaned aloud.I could feel panic instantly taking hold. Ever since my mother passed away, I have dealt with a severe phobia of darkness and thunder. I stood frozen in the pitch black, trembling violently as the lightning continued to flash outside, casting eerie, fleeting shadows across the room.Suddenly, a voice cut through the dark, calling my name."Tatum!"When I didn't answer right away, the voice called out a second time, louder and more urgent. "Tatum!""Y-yeah," I managed to reply from the bathroom, my vo

Arden's POVAfter the whole Jim situation, I had poured all my frustration and anger into working. That man really got on my nerves this time.I was working on some files when I heard a knock."Come in," I ordered, and my secretary, Jason, walked in."Sir, a meeting will start in the next ten minutes," Jason announced."Okay," I replied.Ten minutes later, I left for the meeting. As I walked into the room, everyone stood to greet me and nodded in acknowledgment."Let's start," I said. "After the last review on the new project from the last meeting, we've proceeded to product testing.""When will the product be ready to test?" someone asked."What's next?" I asked."An ad commercial for publicity," he replied."Okay, who do you have in mind?" I asked."Brianna Anderson. She's one of the most popular actresses. If she's in the ad, it will surely gain a lot of traction, which would boost the popularity of the product," he explained."You know what to do," I said, and I left the meeting.

Tatum’s POV After Martin gave me a tissue, he tried to engage me in conversation. "Are you still sad about what happened?" he asked. "Who wouldn't be?" I replied. "It's fine," he said. "But I didn't do it," I insisted. "I know," he replied. My eyes widened in surprise. "You know? Or do you just believe me?" I asked. "Both," he replied with a smile. Honestly, I felt so happy and relieved that someone actually believed me. Then he handed over a candy. "They say sweet things make you happy even when you're sad," he said. I smiled at him. "Thanks." "My pleasure," he replied. We kept talking, and he cracked a joke that finally made me laugh. He usually seemed aloof, but he was actually a fun guy to be with. Suddenly, I turned and saw Arden's gaze fixed on us. He was staring, but I couldn't quite decipher the meaning behind his expression. Behind the gate, he then walked up to us. "Hey, what's up, man?" Martin greeted him. "Excuse me," I said, turning to lea