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Thirty
Five awkward days passed in a blur with loads of work and meetings and barely enough time for them to talk. At dinner, the atmosphere between them was tense, even at work. It became so bad that some of the staff began to notice it, Leo approached her on the fifth day to ask what was wrong. He came to her desk and sat on her table. She looked up from her computer at him.“Hi there,” he said with a smile.“Hi,” she answered back, turning her gaze back to her computer.“Are you okay? You seem off”“Yeah, I'm okay”“Are you sure? There seems to be some kind of tension between you and the boss”“We’re just… sorting out some stuff, we’ll be fine, but thanks for asking anyways” He leaned forward and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear making her breath catch in her throat. “I got you. If you need anyone to talk to, I’m here for you, always remember that” His gorgeous green eyes sparkled and she found herself mesmerized by it, she was so mesmerized, she couldn’t speak past the lump in h
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Thirty-one
***TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE, PREGNANCY LOSS AND POSSIBLE DEATH READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED***“What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked with an innocent look.“Angela?” he repeated and she blinked questioningly.“Yeah? What happened?”His brows furrowed as he couldn't shake the feeling that something was not right. Deciding to investigate without arousing suspicion from her, he decided not to say anything yet. He waved dismissively. “Ah, it's nothing” he drew back from her, leaving a reasonable distance between them and put his hands in his pockets.“Um, I was thinking, we have lots of work to do. Have you gone over the things I asked you to?”She pulled closer to him but he moved back quickly.“Why are you avoiding me?” she asked looking hurt.“No, it's not that I'm not avoiding you, it's just that I don't feel so good right now. I'm not in the mood”She moved closer to him again and reached out to touch his forehead but he moved subtly.
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Thirty-two
When Tristan and Annabelle got home, Annabelle threw her hands around and buried her face in his neck.“What's wrong?”Tristan who was in a bad mood, removed her hand from his neck.“Nothing!” he snapped and she pouted.She had been making lots of mistakes today and it had cost him so much, he was supposed to meet with some investors today but Angela had mixed up the dates and told him it was till next week. It was like she didn't understand the calendar she set. Maybe it was the pregnancy that was making her so forgetful but she has never made this much mistakes, even when she newly started working for him, she didn't make this much mistakes.“I'm thinking you should stay at home tomorrow”“What? Why? Is it because of what happened? I said I was sorry…”“It's not just that, you seem stressed. Maybe you should rest at home”She sighed and put her hand on her forehead. “I do feel faint, I think it's…” tears welled up in her eyes. “I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me today.” S
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Thirty-three
Annabelle was choking, her face was turning red as Tristan’s grip on her neck tightened. He had her pinned to the wall and his face looked like a raging bull, his veins were nearly popping out.“Where is she?” he growled in an ominous tone.“W—who?” she asked in fear, but still trying to maintain her fake voice.“You know damn well who I'm talking about Annabelle! What have you done to Angela?”Annabelle's terrified gaze turned deathly cold as she had already been discovered. She pushed him away from her roughly and adjusted her scrunched up clothes. She hesitated, then said with a smile.“You don't need her…”“I said where is she?” he roared.“Dead! And you will never see her again”Tristan's whole body paled and he felt the blood draining from his face as her words echoed and replayed in his head. He was overwhelmed with so many emotions at once. Anger rolled into grief, grief turned to sadness, sadness gave way for pain and pain turned into rage all over again. “What do you mean d
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Thirty-four
“Who are you?” she repeated and he felt a single teardrop slip down his cheek.“Who—who am I?” he asked with his voice sounding choked.He turned to the doctor in charge. “What's wrong with her?”The doctor examined her and said. “We can't give an accurate diagnosis yet until she's properly examined by a well qualified doctor at the hospital. But it seems like she has a brain damage…”“A brain damage? Is it fatal?”“Like I said, Mr Perry, we can't know for sure till we've examined her at the hospital”Angela groaned, feeling her head throbbing.“What happened? Who are you guys and where are you taking me?”He squatted so he was looking directly into her eyes, he gave her hand a little squeeze as he spoke. “You're going to the hospital, you were involved in a small accident but you'll be okay.”Angela looked deep into his beautiful, blue eyes and felt as if she could trust this blue-eyed stranger with a calming deep voice. Even though she didn't know him, she felt as if she had seen
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Thirty-five
“I promise you, she'll pay, she'll regret crossing paths with me” he said with an ominous tone.“You just have to let it go, Annabelle isn't worth stressing yourself over”“I won't let it go, I can't. She must pay. I almost lost her, Jane. You have no idea how I felt in those few minutes of my life, seeing her in a pool of her own blood, holding her almost completely lifeless body. I thought I lost her forever. I would kill for her”He drew out of the embrace and wiped the tears on his face, feeling mortified that he broke down like this in someone's presence. Jane sensed his embarrassment and smiled.“No need to be embarrassed Tristan, everybody cries, you're no exception. Angela is really lucky to have you.”He pressed his lips into a thin line. “Thanks”The remaining few hours of the surgery was tense. Tristan would occasionally get up, pace around restlessly, mutter prayers, sit down and then repeat.Jane sat feeling helpless. She knew he was very worried, so was she but him pacin
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Thirty-six
He woke up the next morning to find his phone ringing. He realized he had fallen asleep on the chair with his head on the bed. He rubbed his tired and sleepy eyes, then checked his caller id. It was his mother, so he answered it.“Hi mum” his voice was hoarse.“Honey!” her sympathetic voice rang from the other end of the line. “Did I wake you up? I'm sorry. Alan called. He told me what happened. How is she?”Tristan glanced at Angela's comatose face and replied “hopefully, she'll be fine. She's unconscious though.”“What happened?” she asked in a concerning tone.Tristan sighed heavily.“It's a long story”“I've got time.”“Well…” He began and then told her everything. From the pregnancy to how her twin came to town to the whole kidnapping, the surgery, the amnesia and her ending up in a coma.His mother was silent for a while, probably trying to process the whole thing. When she eventually spoke, her voice was breaking and shook.“Mum, don't cry, she'll be okay.” he tried to reassure
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Thirty-seven
The next day, Tristan instructed the bodyguards.“Your duty is to stand guard here and keep watch. If I'm not around, nobody else comes in or go out unless you receive confirmation from me first. Is that clear?”“Yes Sir!” they chorused as they left to assume their posts. Few minutes later, Ivy called Tristan. He reluctantly answered the call.“Yes?”“I heard what happened, I'm so sorry about it. Is she okay though?”He weighed the options of telling her or not telling her. He suspected that Annabelle had to have had some sort of help from someone. Someone who was probably hiding her now. It's been two days and still no news about her had reached him. Even though he didn't want to believe Ivy could be helping Annabelle, he knew her all too well. She did tell him that she doesn't consider Angela her friend anyway.He desperately wanted to believe that Ivy was not involved in this but he just couldn't shake the feeling.“She's okay” he responded simply.“That's good” she added in a s
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Thirty-eight
She was discharged a week later when the bruises on her face had healed to some extent. The news about her amnesia was broken to her by the doctor and she was still in a daze for having forgotten three whole years of her life and her supposed boss seemed to be acting like their relationship was more than just an official relationship.For instance, why was she staying at his house if she was just his employee? And why was he always with her in the hospital? Surely he must have other employees and more important things to do but he is always with her in the hospital.Jane had assured her that she was staying at his house for her safety and when she asked what she meant, neither of them told her what it was she meant by ‘safety’Angela felt frustrated about the whole thing. It all seem very suspicious. They didn't even tell her how she had sustained the injury to her brain, all they told her was that she received a serious blow to the head.At a point, she began to suspect that maybe T
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Thirty-nine
Tristan stared at her with mouth agape. “Wh—what did you say?” he asked, looking at her in shock.“D—do you remember?” She squinted her eyes suspiciously at him. He was shaking and no, it wasn't from the cold, it was because he had something to hide.“I had a flashback. I saw a pregnancy test with the word ‘pregnant’ on it. What does it mean?”She asked, scrutinizing him.He raked his fingers through his hair and averted his gaze.“Was that why I ended up with a brain injury? Did someone try to make me lose the pregnancy?”He began to look very uncomfortable now and she was growing impatient from all her unanswered questions.“Come on, talk to me!” she snapped impatiently, causing him to jump a little.He collected himself and held her shoulders.“Hey, you shouldn't be thinking so much, your brain hasn't fully recovered yet. Believe me, I know you want answers and I promise you, you'll get them soon enough. But you need to heal first.”He assured her.She still wasn't pacified. She
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