All Chapters of After the Divorce, I Became Untouchable : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

***Daniel's POV***I didn't plan it. The words just came out of my mouth in that hospital room, and the moment Emma asked "Where?", I realized I had no answer."Take her somewhere nice. Make her happy." My father's voice sat at the back of my mind like a stone. I didn't want to follow his advice, not when I knew what kind of man gave it. But Emma was staring at me with swollen, tired eyes, and I couldn't think of a better idea.So I made a call.Two days later, a private jet carried us across the ocean. Emma slept for most of the flight, her head tilted against the window, a thin blanket tucked under her chin. The hospital had agreed to discharge her only on one condition: a doctor and two nurses would travel with us. They sat at the back of the cabin, speaking in low voices and checking her chart every hour. When we landed, a boat was waiting at the dock. Another twenty minutes across clear blue water, and the island appeared, green and quiet, with white villas scattered along the

I didn't sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Emma bent over on that beach with her hand pressed to her stomach, and me running into the water without looking back.I hadn't even looked back once.By sunrise I had made up my mind. I found Rachael on the terrace outside her villa, wrapped in a white robe and sipping tea like nothing had happened. She smiled when she saw me."Daniel! I was hoping you'd come. I'm still so shaken after last night.""Sit down, Rachael."Her smile slipped a little. "Why do you sound like that?""Because I spoke to the lifeguard this morning."She set her cup down slowly. "And?""He said the water only reached your waist. He said the swimmers around you saw you walk out to the rocks on your own.""I slipped, Daniel. The current...""There is no current in that bay. The resort staff confirmed it."Silence.She stared at me for a long moment, then her eyes filled with tears. It was the fastest I had ever seen her cry. I noticed it, and for the first time,

The car stopped in front of the mansion a little after noon.I stared at the front door for a while before I got out. The last time I walked through it, I was being dragged back by Daniel. This time he opened my door himself and held out his hand.I didn't take it. But I got out slowly, and he didn't say anything.Inside, the staff were lined up in the hall. Every one of them bowed at the same time. I didn't recognize half of them."Welcome back, Madam," a woman in her fifties said. She had gray in her hair and a very straight back. "I'm Mrs. Collins. I'm the new head maid."New head maid. My heart sank."Where is Mrs. Wilson?" I asked, pretending to be worried.Mrs. Collins glanced at Daniel. "I was told she left, Madam.""She didn't leave," Daniel said quietly. "I'm looking for her."You'll never find her, I thought to myself. It still hurt to walk into this house and not find her waiting at the stairs."Listen to me, all of you," Daniel said, turning to the staff. His voice was cal

Daniel was waiting at the bottom of the stairs the next morning."Good morning. I made an appointment with an obstetrician. The best one in the city. I thought we could go after breakfast.""You said you'd give me time.""It's not a decision, Emma. It's just a check-up." He paused. "I'll wait outside the room if you want."I wanted to say no. But I couldn't keep running from doctors forever, and I couldn't let him go alone and ask questions behind my back."Fine."His shoulders relaxed. "Thank you."---The clinic was on the top floor of a private hospital. It was quiet, with soft music and leather chairs, and there was no smell of medicine at all. Daniel gave my name at the desk like he had done it many times before.I sat down and folded my hands. My heart wouldn't calm down.Don't let him see the dates. Don't let him see the dates."Mrs. Brooks?" a nurse called.Daniel stood up at the same time as I did."I'll go in first," I said. "Please wait here. I'll call you when it's time fo

Daniel was already at the table when I came down for breakfast.There was oatmeal in front of my seat, with sliced fruit and a glass of warm milk. Beside it was a small white card. I picked it up.Eat first. Then I want to ask you something. D."You wrote me a note," I said."I wasn't sure you would sit if I asked.""We live in the same house.""You've been avoiding me in it."He wasn't wrong. I sat down and picked up my spoon. For a while, neither of us said anything. He read the newspaper, but I noticed he hadn't turned a page."Okay," I said finally. "What do you want to ask?"He put the phone down. "How are you feeling about staying home all day?""Fine.""Emma.""It's boring," I admitted. "Mrs. Collins won't let me lift a spoon. I've read every book in the library. I counted the roses in the garden yesterday."The corner of his mouth moved. "Then I have an offer.""What kind of offer?""Come and work with me. At the company. As my personal assistant."I stared at him. "Your PA?"