All Chapters of Double Life of Mrs Sinclair: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

EMILIA’S POV The emergency kept us at the hospital long after most of the staff had gone home. By the time the final reports were completed, the corridors had become quiet, with only the occasional footsteps of a nurse breaking the silence. I was exhausted, but the tiredness had stripped away some of the defenses I had spent days building around myself. There was no point pretending I wasn't affected by Adrienne anymore, especially when we were the only two people left in the office. Adrienne sat behind the desk, going through the final report while I stood near the window with my arms folded. I had spent the entire evening avoiding the conversation we both knew was waiting for us, but now there was nowhere left to hide. “You should go home,” I told him as I turned from the window, trying to sound casual. “You've been here just as long as I have, and there's no reason for you to stay any longer.” Adrienne closed the file slowly and looked at me, his expression showing that he unde

EMILIA’S POV I froze with my phone still in my hand, staring at the message until the words began to blur. For several seconds, I couldn't breathe properly. Someone had seen me leave the hospital with Adrienne, which meant someone had been watching us. The thought made my stomach twist, but another possibility immediately came to mind. Maybe Adrienne had told someone. Maybe he had regretted what happened and spoken to the wrong person. I hated the thought, though, because after everything that had passed between us, I didn't want to believe he would betray my trust like that. My phone vibrated again before I could put it down, and another message appeared on the screen. This time, there was a photograph attached. I opened it with shaking fingers and stared at the image. It showed me leaving the hospital office late at night, my face visible enough for anyone who knew me to recognize me, while Adrienne could be seen several steps behind me. The photograph didn't show what had happen

EMILIA’S POV I knew I was making a mistake the moment I stepped out of my car, but I had already gone too far to turn around. The street was almost empty, with only a few parked cars lining the quiet road and an old warehouse sitting several meters away. My fingers tightened around the envelope of cash inside my bag as I looked around carefully. Adrienne had warned me not to come alone, but the blackmailer's message had been clear. If he came with me, Richard would receive the photograph that night. I checked my phone again, hoping there would be another message telling me where to go, but the screen remained empty. “Where are you?” I whispered, looking around nervously as I took a few careful steps forward. The silence made every small sound feel louder than it should have been. A distant car passed at the end of the road, and I immediately turned my head toward it, wondering if the driver was watching me. My phone finally vibrated, making me jump. I quickly pulled it from my poc

EMILIA’S POV My hand flew away from Adrienne's the moment I saw Richard standing in the doorway. My heart dropped so hard that for a second, I forgot how to breathe. Adrienne remained seated, surprisingly calm, while I struggled to make my face look normal. Richard's eyes moved from me to Adrienne and then briefly to the space between us before settling on my face again. “Am I interrupting something?” he asked quietly, his voice calm enough to make me even more nervous. “No,” I answered too quickly, forcing myself to stand. “We were just discussing the healthcare project.” My voice sounded steadier than I felt, and I silently prayed Richard hadn't noticed how badly my hands were shaking. Adrienne rose from his chair and adjusted his coat before giving Richard a polite nod. “That's right,” he confirmed professionally. “We were reviewing some of the project details before Emilia left.” Richard looked at him for a moment, his expression unreadable. “I see,” he replied calmly, steppin

EMILIA’S POV Richard's words made my whole body go still. I stared at the photograph lying on his desk, and for a few seconds, I couldn't even bring myself to reach for it. It was a picture of me leaving the hospital late at night, my face turned slightly away from the camera, with the hospital building clearly visible behind me. Nothing about the picture explained what I had been doing inside, but I knew exactly why someone had taken it. My heart began beating faster as I looked at Richard, wondering what he already knew and what he was waiting for me to say. “Where did you get this photograph?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady as I looked from the picture back to him. “Someone sent it to me this afternoon,” Richard replied, keeping his eyes fixed on my face as he leaned against the edge of his desk. “There was no name, no number I recognized, and no explanation. Just the photograph.” His calm voice somehow made me more nervous because he wasn't shouting or accusing me, an