Amber was lounging by the pool when she felt a tender kiss on her forehead. It was, of course, none other than her husband, Devlin. He had left early in the morning, promising to return for lunch, and true to his word, he had.“Hey babe, what are you doing here all alone? Where’s marmee?” Devlin’s gaze swept the area, noting that only a few bodyguards were roaming around. He had purged their security detail after the recent incident. “Oh marmee? She went out for grocery shopping. She insisted on preparing dinner tonight,” Amber replied. She had urged her grandmother earlier to leave the grocery shopping to the maids, but it seemed marmee was too restless to do nothing. She had grown accustomed to life on the farm. “That’s fine, babe. They will help marmee in cooking.” Devlin was referring to the head cook and the maids. “Besides, we have visitors coming tonight.” Amber looked at Devlin with curiosity.“It’s Agent Smith and Abby. I know you've been eager to hear about what happened.
Amber and marmee were busy preparing the table for dinner. They had just finished cooking, with the head cook and maids lending a hand. The kitchen was filled with the aroma of delicious dishes, and the table was adorned with an array of culinary delights. It was a feast fit for a celebration. “I am so glad I learned something great from the family who adopted me.” Amelia said out of the blue. Growing up with a family who enjoyed cooking, she was able to learn their special family recipes and now she can pass it all to her granddaughter. “I am happy for you, marmee. I definitely learned a lot of things from you.” Amber went to hug her grandmother. Then, marmee went on to say something while looking at her granddaughter with a twinkle in her eye. “Tonight’s dinner feels more like a celebration for both you and Devlin,” she remarked with a sly grin, then added, “ Maybe ‘it’s time for you to start working on my great-grandchild, dear.” Devlin, standing nearby, couldn’t help but chime
Two weeks later, Devlin rushed towards the entrance of the emergency room. “Where is my wife, Amber Wesley?” He anxiously inquired of a passing nurse on his way to the emergency room.“This way, sir,” the nurse replied, her voice filled with reassurance. “How is she doing? Is she alright?” He hadn’t had the chance to ask marmee earlier when he received her frantic call from his office. She had only mentioned that Amber was bleeding, and he couldn’t make out the rest of what marmee had tried to convey. Without hesitation, he had left his office and sprinted to the hospital where his wife was. “Sir, the doctor will provide you with an update shortly.” The nurse led him to a curtained area. There, he saw his wife lying on a hospital bed, with marmee appearing deeply worried by her side.“Marmee, what happened?” He rushed to her side, wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace. Then, he turned his attention to Amber, who managed to give him a weak smile. “She slipped on the floor
Two months had passed since they found out that she was pregnant and Amber had been living in sheer bliss. She had nothing but praise for her husband who had been extraordinarily loving, patient, and understanding with her throughout this period. In the past two months, so many significant events have unfolded. First, Devlin’s father and brother were both acquitted of their cases. It was uncovered that everything had been orchestrated by Harrison. Then, Raven gave birth to a healthy baby boy, filling their lives with so much joy. At marmee’s request, they visited Harrison in jail. Despite the problems he had caused, Amber held hope that he would eventually find the peace he had long been searching for. In her heart, she had already forgiven him, and Devlin shared the same sentiment. Harrison broke down when he saw Amelia after several decades. His initial intention had been to see her before he discovered that Amber was her granddaughter. It was Olivia who told him that Amelia has
“Dev…Devlin, I don't have much time left. Plea… please pro- pro- mise me that yo.. you are going to do my wish.” Came the faint, faltering voice of Devlin’s grandmother, Olivia. She looks very pale and her eyes are starting to close. She has been having difficulty breathing but she insisted on talking to Devlin alone in her hospital room. Even in her dying moments, she still thinks of her beloved grandson. She wants to make sure that he is going to be well taken care of by a great woman… not just those usual women he keeps dating. Devlin has a grimmed expression on his face. He has been hearing these past few months from his grandmother about someone whom she thought would be a fit wife for him. He has never met the woman. Besides, marriage is far from his mind right now. He still has a lot of personal issues to resolve on his own and a thriving company to manage. He can't just afford to add another problem. However, he cannot refuse his grandmother as well, especially that she has
That trip was great for his grandma. She went back home to Seattle happy and full of energy. However, that trip was bad news for Devlin. He heard his grandma suggesting for the first time that Amelia’s granddaughter would be a good match for him. He thought that was only a funny idea that came to his grandma’s head. Days passed, and she kept telling him of her wish for him to marry her friend’s granddaughter. Devlin did not say anything. He just passed it off as his grandma’s obsession to return back the favor that her friend did to her years ago.“Grandma, you know very well that I am too busy with my company. And besides, aren't I too young to marry at this time?” He asked his grandma casually. He still thought his grandma would get over her fascination over Amber, that’s the name of her granddaughter’s friend.“Busy? Young?” Olivia snorted. She knows that his grandson is not taking her words seriously.“Young man, do you think I am kidding with you? Amelia and I made a pact that we
On her first night in the condo, Amber felt uneasy. She could not go to sleep. She called her grandmother earlier to check on her. “Marmee, how are you?” She said happily. Marmee is her endearment for her grandmother. “Amber, I am so glad you finally called. I was so worried about you. How was everything?” Her grandmother was referring to the funeral she attended early in the day. “It was fine, marmee. It went on smoothly. How are you doing, marmee? Are you feeling much better now?” She asked with a concerned voice. She really wanted to check on her grandmother. Before she left, her grandmother complained of headache and dizziness. However, it was her who suggested for Amber to go to Seattle to attend the funeral of her friend. She still remembers their conversations. “But marmee, I just can’t leave you like this. You are not feeling well.” Amber protested. Her grandmother simply waved her hand at her. “If I weren’t sick, I could have gone with you. Don’t worry about me. I hav
Amber did not expect the place they went to. It was not a regular expensive restaurant. It was a fine dining restaurant on a yacht. She saw some diners who were dressed elegantly. She thought when Devlin mentioned dinner, it was just a regular dinner at an expensive restaurant. Not this kind of set-up. This is more like a dream dinner date for her. “Are you meeting someone else here?’ she asked curiously. She had never been to a place like this before, and even going to an expensive restaurant was a rarity for her. “No, I am not meeting no one except you.” A waiter came to them and guided them to a sliding door where their VIP section is located. It is interesting how she can see the other diners from their stained glass wall. “This is very nice. I’ve never been to a place like this. Isn’t this too much for a dinner meeting? I thought we would go to a regular restaurant.” She said candidly while looking around the spacious VIP room that Devlin reserved for them. “I am glad you like