Dominic POV I had gotten home that evening and was about to head into my house when my phone rang. It was an unknown number and I wondered who it was. I was skeptical about picking up the call but regardless, I still picked up the call to hear from whosoever had called me. "Dominic Maximus speaking," I said but got no response from the other hand. "Hello," I shouted to the phone but still no response after a few seconds. The call ended and a message popped on my phone. I gasped when I saw that it was a picture of my daughter standing in front of her school gate. There was also a caption on the picture and it sounded like a warning. "Your daughter could be next. Watch out and stay away from finding out about what happened five years ago. " I reread the message over and over again until I got another call. This time, it was from My investigator Mr. Paul. I picked up the call and what I heard from him shocked me. "Your wife met with her brother today," he informed me. I had thought

Charlene POV I sat on the chair beside Dominic's hospital bed and placed my head on the bed and closed my eyes, trying to block out the sounds of the hospital. The beeping machines, the footsteps of the nurses, and the distant chatter of other patients all blended into a disorienting cacophony. I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, I felt someone rubbing my arm. I opened my eyes to see Dominic looking back at me, concern etched on his face. "Maria, are you okay?" he asked, using a name that was not mine.I was taken aback. "Who's Maria?" I asked, feeling confused. Did he just mistake me for someone else? Dominic's brow furrowed. "What do you mean? You're Maria, my wife." My heart sank. "Dominic, I'm not Maria. I'm Charlene, your wife. You were attacked, remember? You're in the hospital."I explained to him wondering how he couldn’t even remember my name and why he was suddenly acting strange. Dominic looked at me blankly. "Attacked? Hospital?" he repeated as if s

Dominic POV ‘’hello Mr paul,’’ I said through the phone that I had borrowed from David to call him. ‘’I need to speak with you.’’ Paul, my private investigator cleared his throat and for a few seconds, he didn’t say anything until he finally spoke up. ‘’I heard the news Mr. Maximus and I am sorry about what happened to you,’’ he said. ‘’How did you ……’’ I paused and then heaved a deep sigh. ‘’right, the news must have carried the news the instance they all found out that I was admitted to the hospital. ‘’I need to speak with you as a lot is going on around me,’’ I told him and looked towards David who was standing at the entrance of the room. ‘’I would love to be on my own for now,’’ I told him and he nodded his head in response and walked out without arguing. Once I knew that he was away, I explained to paul about everything that had happened and who I suspected to be behind everything that was happening to me. ‘’what do we do about this?’’ he asked me. ‘’I would love to meet y

Dominic POV Three days later, I was getting ready to be discharged from the hospital. my thoughts drifted to Edward's warning about Charlene. He had told me that she was also a target and that I needed to keep her close to me if I wanted to protect her. I couldn't shake the feeling of fear and anxiety that washed over me at the thought of her being in danger. Charlene had been there for me during my recovery, and I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to her also she was a part of the mystery of five years ago. I wondered if I had put her in danger by involving her in my plan to pretend to have memory loss. Maybe I should have kept her out of it, but I couldn't deny the comfort of having her by my side. The past few days she had been taking care of me made me realize that she also needed to be protected. I made a silent promise to myself to keep her safe and protect her from any harm that might come her way. I couldn't let anything happen to her. Not when she had been

Dominic POV I stared at myself in the mirror as I adjusted my brown tie. A dinner date? I wondered why I had agreed to that when our lives were in danger and we could be attacked anytime. I heaved a deep sigh as I continue staring at myself. I knew that not agreeing to the dinner date would raise a question and they might even find out that I was feigning my memory loss. I didn't want that to happen so I had to act quickly and pretend to be a lovely husband. When I heard footsteps heading towards the entrance of my room, I quickly changed my frown into a smile and turned to face the door. Zenobia and Charlene both walked in and when they saw me, they both stared at each other and started laughing. Their reason for laughing was the fact that I was wearing a formal while they had a casual outfit on. What they wore was a pair of jeans while I had a white suit on. I felt so embarrassed at that moment but soon, I started laughing alongside them. After the laughter died down, I pointed