What just happened? And what did he say, Baby Birthday, Darling? How come he knows it is my birthday, first of all? And why is he calling me with endearment? Why? I was standing there for, I do not know, how long, still trying to get what just happened. I felt someone shake my shoulder. I looked up and saw Nathan looking at me with questioning eyes. I know what he is asking. I huff and nod in affirmation. He banged on the table. "I should have thought of it: why is such a big company behind our lives, and why would they be persistent enough to meet you only?" He spoke, flaring his nostrils. "It could be a coincidence, Nathan. If they are a big company, let us be honest; we aren’t small either. We have made our name in such a short amount of time." I said, sitting on a chair. "Agree, but then again, why did they want to meet you?" He made his point again. "They wanted to meet MD, not me, Nathan. And it has been five years. He does not care about whether I am dead or alive.

What do you not want to see again, Mr. William?" I heard the voice I did not want to hear again. I looked up and saw Sean coming inside with all dominance, giving an intense gaze to my father, and coming towards me, kissing my forehead. I could see my father stiffen a little in his gaze. And I shiver the moment his lips touch my skin. "Nothing; I was just telling her I do not want to see her like this again." He spoke in one go, started walking towards the door, and left. Not before nodding towards Sean. Well, guess what? He did not bother to reply to my father’s nod. This man is full of attitude, and let us not lie. I like it. I looked up and met beautiful blue eyes looking at me with so many emotions, like, what, love? Concern? Care? I laugh at my thought and shrug it off instantly. Why would he think like that for me? Let us not forget that he is the one who never accepted me. Oh, no one has ever accepted me. I am cursed. I smirked at my thoughts and tried to sit back. I

‘Come on, mam, I take you to the restroom, saying The nurse started helping me, and the doctor started writing something on his note. Once I reached the washroom, I saw a beautiful modern washroom with white tiles, a box shower, and a bathtub on the other side. I checked every corner of the room. Who knows, he might have kept some cameras here. But when I found nothing, I finally got rid of my clothes and took a nice, warm shower. After getting fresh, I felt tired, and I realized I was indeed weak. I wore the bathrobe, and the nurse took me towards the closet, and while I was stunned looking at it, "What would you like to wear, Mam?" she asks, looking at me and the closet back. Before I could think about who the clothes were, I saw that all the clothes were new brands with tags on them. And all the best brands I walked two steps and opened the other closet and drawer and saw it had the best brand of clothes, shoes, bags, watches, perfumes, accessories’, and undergarments. I pick

SARAH POV I look back at Sam. "Do you even know how brainless you are? I never thought you could think Something like this about me and Nathan, and did you forget where you are?" Sam looks down in shame but says nothing. I look at Nathan "I want to go home. Please take me back." "Sarah, I would love to, but you are not well, and the doctor has asked for full bed rest. However, I do not want you to stay here either. Saying that, he started helping me get down. I got down hearing this and started walking towards the door, and then I thought about my phone. I looked back and saw my phone on the bedside. Before I walked there, I was up in the air, and someone was holding me in his arms. No need to guess who dares to do that. "Leave me, Mr. Hudson." I wriggle in his grip. "Never ever." He pressed me more to him, like I was a baby. "I said leave me. I want to go home," I tried again. "How many times do I have to remind you that you are at home?" He was so close to me that I could fee

"What the hell are you doing in bed?" "And how the hell do you touch me? Leave me." saying she started wriggling, but for my wellbeing, I will never leave her. "Why cannot I be here? And why cannot I touch you?" I shift out of a position in one jerk, and now she is beneath me. "You monster, leave me, I said, or I would shout." She warns me. Poor girl. Hearing this, I could not control myself and laughed. Ok, shout, but then what will you tell everyone? My husband was touching me. I said, raising my eyebrow. "But you know what? Before I get the punishment for the crime that I have not committed, I should do the crime." First, I lock my lips with her. ‘Devine’ But before I moved my lips, I felt her freeze like a mountain, internally facepalming myself the moment our lips touched. She was not moving. God, I did not want to scare her. I should have controlled myself. So, I just packed and went back off. When I looked at her, she was not breathing. I went to her and said, "Breathe