His tone was menacing, his words dripping with a dangerous undertone. "My lady is loyal. Speak ill of her again, and I'll forcefully slam your head into that unyielding brick wall. Trust me, I'll get away with it." The officer's eyes widened in alarm and dread as Lucas's grip tightened, already chocking him. After a tense moment, Lucas loosen his hold, pushing the officer away from him. The officer stumbled backwards, quickly retreating. At that moment, another police officer entered, quickly assessing the scene with a swift glance. He turned to Lucas, his expression stern. "You cannot file a missing person report until at least 24 hours have passed." Lucas's shoulders drooped and he sank into a nearby chair, the weight of his desperation weighing him down. He had received a message from Emma, but something felt off about it. She didn't mention meeting anyone before leaving the house, and she doesn't type her messages that way, he knew something was wrong and ever since Emma c

Emma's eyelids fluttered open, the sterile scent of the hospital and the soft beeping of the heart monitor bringing her back to reality. Her gaze roamed over the plain white ceiling, tracing the fissures in the plaster, trying to recall how she had ended up in this sterile hospital room. The subdued lighting cast ethereal shadows on the walls, lending an eerie quality to the space. Suddenly, it hit her like a relentless tempest, memories crashing over her with full force. Her unborn child. A pang of anguish clenched her chest as the memories flooded her mind. She fought back tears, her throat straining against the knot that threatened to choke her. The door creaked open, and Emma turned her head to see Tina entering the room. Tina's face was a portrait of concern, her eyes wide and her lips pressed into a thin line, yet she managed to summon a small, reassuring smile as she walked over to Emma's bed. "I heard about what happened," Tina said, her voice barely above a whisper, reac

Flashes of his sneering countenance, the pain from hitting her head in his office, the yelling and curses from him, the flurry of blows he gave her on her stomach as she yelled in pain, the frigid and sterile hospital chamber where she received news of her loss, these images flooded Emma's mind as she stood before Ethan, her anger steaming. She exhaled slowly and turned to face him fully, her gaze piercing and fearless. "I was anticipating your presence, Mr. Ethan," she uttered, her voice steady yet laced with a fiery rage underneath. "In fact, I was quite eager to meet the man responsible for battering me so mercilessly, causing me to lose my unborn child." The words hung heavy in the air, a palpable tension emanating among the gathered guests. Ethan's smirk faltered, an unreadable shadow passing over his features. Emma saw Lucas shift away momentarily from the corner of her eye, his jaw clenched tightly and his fists balled up. She berated herself for letting it slip. The plan

Lucas came beside Emma, his hand gently resting on her arm. "Emma, what's going on? Why are you so distraught?" Emma gazed at the two men still talking, never for once looking at Lucas, her head shaking in a silent declaration. "I can't explain now. Please, wait here for me." In an instant, Mr. Mario turned his back to Mr. Ethan, a storm of frustration etched on his face as he stormed towards the exit. Emma's heart sank, dread filling her as she tried to decipher what this meant for her. Mr. Ethan rose from his seat, his actions composed and unhurried as he made his way to the front of the auditorium. With a quick gesture, he took the microphone from Trevor, his expression marred with a deep frown as he tapped it for attention. "Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your undivided attention, please," his voice echoed through the speakers, confident and smooth. "I have an important announcement and correction to make." Emma's mind raced, every possible scenario spiraling through her t

Emma's chest heaved with frustration as she struggled to contain her anger. With one final glare at Ivanka, she turned on her heel and stormed away.As she maneuvered through the bustling crowd of attendees and out of the hall going over to where Lucas's car was parked, her mind churned. The encounter with Ivanka played over and over in her mind, each word and gesture etched into her memory. She had been deceived, and she had fallen for it foolishly. She couldn't imagine how Lucas would feel.Lost in contemplation, Emma collided with someone, the impact nearly throwing her off balance. Startled, she looked up to see a figure striding hurriedly towards the parking lots filled with vehicles."Excuse me," Emma called out, but the person didn't pause or acknowledge her apology.Frowning, Emma's eyes landed on an envelope lying on the ground where the stranger had been standing. Intrigued, she bent down to retrieve it, her fingers trembling slightly as she examined it, her name inscribed o