He pulled Ivy closer to him as the kiss got more steamy. Ivy slipped her hands into his shirt and that seemed to snap him back to his senses.He opened his eyes, remembering why he had never found her sexually attractive to begin with and then, he pushed Ivy away, then he jumped up from the couch with his palm on his forehead.“What am I doing? This isn’t right!”Ivy stood up and placed one hand on his shoulder but he moved away immediately.“Tristan…?” She gave him a hurt look.“I’m sorry Ivy, this is my fault”She stepped closer to him but he moved away again and turned away from her.“What are you talking about? What's wrong with you?”“I shouldn't have kissed you, I'm sorry. I guess I was vulnerable”“It's okay…”“No, it's not and you know it's not”“Tristan, if this is because of Angela, I…”“It's not just because of Angela” He turned to her with a rueful expression.“You know it's not just because of Angela. We can't do this and you know why”Realization dawned on Ivy as she un

Angela was in a state of bewilderment. Why was he suddenly angry about that? And who told him?“Yeah, is that a problem?” she asked.“You brought him to my house?!” He screamed again. “Why did you bring him here?”“Because we left the office together, and we had to go somewhere together”“So you brought him here?”“What's the big deal? It's not like he entered the house. He stayed in the taxi. By the way, who told you?”“It doesn't matter who told me, what matters is the fact that you brought him to my house without informing or checking with me first!” He screamed, as his eyes narrowed in deadly slits. He seemed very angry and she didn't understand what the big idea was.“Can you calm down. What's the problem exactly?”“The problem is, I'm a public figure, I can't have any random person knowing where I live”Angela raised a brow in confusion.“And if they do, what's gonna happen?”“Terrible things…”“Name one”“Kidnapping!”Angela burst out laughing. “Kidnapping? Really? Who still

“Tristan? What are you doing here?” Angela was surprised to see him standing at her doorstep with Leo but she also didn't look pleased to see them. She looked between the two men and frowned. Something was wrong.“Is there a problem?” She asked.“Can I come in?” Tristan asked. She looked between them again, sighed, and moved for them to come inside.“Actually, I'm not coming in. I just brought Tristan here so he could meet you.” He gave her a small salute. “See ya!” Saying that, he left.As Tristan stepped inside, he couldn't help but noticing boxes all around. He turned to her as soon as she shut the door.“Are you moving again?”Angela felt like she didn't have any reason to lie to him, after all, she would soon be far away from him.She lifted her chin slightly as she replied, “yeah, I am”“Again? Why? And where are you moving to?”“Not that it's any of your business, but I'm moving to New York”“New York? Why?” he was exasperated.“I'm assuming you didn't come here to talk

The bullet had gone through his stomach and he was bleeding profusely.Tristan’s eyes were gradually closing but he was fighting to keep them open and Angela began to sob. She placed her palm on the bullet hole in his stomach trying to apply pressure to limit the bleeding. “Put pressure on it, please” she yelled to Alan.Alan got on his knees and placed his two palms firmly on the bullet hole.“Please, Tristan, just hang on for me. Somebody call an ambulance” she yelled again at one of the bodyguards.“Miss Cameron, the ambulance may not get here in time.”Alan answered, panic written all over his face.“So what do we do? Just wait here and watch him die?” She asked with frustration and tears streaming down her face.“I suggest we take him to the hospital. It would be faster that way.”“Then, let’s not waste any more time.” She stood up as the two bodyguards lifted Tristan up and they quickly headed to the car. They placed him gently on the seat.“Can you sit, or would you prefer to

The surgery lasted for a grueling ten hours, causing growing anxiety among the family members as doctors and nurses hurried in and out of the operating theater.The surgeon called it an exploratory laparotomy. Ivy had arrived hours earlier, acting sympathetic and maintaining a friendly facade. However, Angela wasn't deceived by her act in the slightest. She couldn't believe she had once fallen for Ivy's pretense. Now, knowing that Ivy might be connected to Tristan's situation only made Angela more irritable in her presence.She avoided Ivy as if she were a contagion while they all awaited news from the surgeons. Despite Ivy's attempts to strike up conversations, Angela ignored her subtly, trying not to arouse suspicion from Tristan's family. She planned to confront Ivy later when they had privacy.Travis paced around, made numerous phone calls, grumbled about being stuck at the hospital despite important work at the office. Marie sobbed, mumbling to herself, likely in prayer. Taylor