Lydia
I walked into the apartment. Mom was in the sitting room, and so were the twins. They were fast asleep, their heads on Montslag
“I’m so sorry, Mom, for keeping you worried,” I said, moving to her.
I knelt in front of her and rubbed my hand on the hair of the twins.
“They refused to be taken to their room. Whenever I tried, they woke up,” she said, looking at them.
“Oh, my babies.” My eyes turned misty.
Why were they like this? it broke my heart.
“I’m sorry for making you worried.” Mia stepped into the room. I looked at the clock ticking slowly at the side, “It’s past 4 am.” I say underneath.
Mia yawned and placed one hand over her mouth.
“I’ll get going now.” She announced, “I have to prepare for tomorrow. I mean for today.”
“You can sleep in the guest room tonight.” Mom said.
“Thank you, but I’ll pass. I need to resume early; tomorrow will be a busy day.”
“Just stay the night. I need to sleep, too. We’ll leave by 9 a.m. instead,” I said, and she smiled, totally pleased with my decision.
“If you say so.”
Mom and I took the twins into the room; Melanie woke up, and she blinked rapidly. “Mom, you’re back.” Her voice was soft and calm. Yes, Mom will speak to you tomorrow.” I pressed a kiss on her forehead. “For now, go to sleep,” I said, and then left.
“What happened to you?” Mom asked immediately. I locked the door behind me, “Marcus said you lost consciousness, and he saw Mason carry you out, but couldn’t trace you.”
I didn’t meet her eyes and started walking to my room; she followed behind me. “Well, I ate nuts,” I said.
She tilted her head to the side and raised a brow. She didn’t know about my allergy.
“I’m Allergic to nuts. Marcus doesn’t know.” I say.
“I am just finding out myself.” We walked into my room together.
“How are you feeling now?” She held my face, turned it side to side, and stepped back to examine me. She picked my hands and turned them over, and I just spun around.
I let out a little laugh as I turned to her.
“You worry too much, Mom,” I said
“I’m perfectly fine now.” I pulled my hand away from her hold, “you should get some sleep. I know she’d feel shitty for n knowing that about me.
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Chapter 67
- There and many things we don’t know about each other since we spent so much time span, bokka shay và t
bin time. I said to ease her worry, ⠀⠀
watched her walk out of my room and climb onto my bed.
The next morning, I was bombarded with questions from the twins during dinner.
“I’m fine,” I assured them after answering their questions about where I stayed and who carried me out. Why I didn’t call?
It was 11 am when Mia and I walked into the company.
“You have a lot of things to do today. We’ve missed four hours, so I’m guessing we’ll be working overtime.” She said, trying to catch up with me.
Our shoes matched in rhythm.
Those we pasted bowed slightly before continuing on their way.
“Calm down, Mia; at this rate, you’d worry more than me. Some days are like this.”
*This can be avoided.” She said, and I don’t blame her. In fact, I was glad to have her by my side. Aside from my mom, she was the next person I could trust and rely on.
We stepped into the private elevator.
“The meeting with the construction director will be at 2 pm; a few directors from other departments will be present since this is a big deal.” I leaned to the side and crossed my hand over my chest, my head bowed, staring at my heels.
“Then we’ll,” she stopped and I raised my head, “Why’d you stop.” I asked
She assessed me with her eyes, starting from my feet and then resting her eyes on my face. She crossed one hand and placed the other on her jaw.
“Something changed, you look different.”
“Good different or bad different?” I asked, and I could see she was trying hard not to roll her eyes. But I see her questioned, “Is that what you care about right now?
“I don’t know the category it falls on for now.” The elevator dinged, and I pushed myself off the wall.
We walked out, heading to my office, “you just have this air around you now, like you… ahh,” she groaned, “I don’t know the right words to use.”
“You’d never lean on the elevator wall before.
“Well, that?” I let out a little laugh. We walked past a lady seated behind a table, she stood and bowed, “I just felt like it.”
“That’s not it,” she walked in front, since we were close to the office now. Since you returned from Mason Woods’s penthouse, things changed, even the dress you were wearing.” She said, opening the door.
I walked inside first, “it was as though something…” she stopped.
Marcus was seated behind my table,
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Chapter 62
He stood when he saw me, his jaw ticking, his hands fists on the table, His head was danted to the side. Mia looked between Marcus’s gaze moved to me, and his eyes softened.
He stood and walked towards us, and he pulled me into a hug, placing one hand on my head.
I felt small in his embrace
I wrapped my hand around him. He must have been worried all night, “I was worried sick.” The door opened and closed. Mia was gone, leaving us alone.
He held my hands when we pulled away, his eyes searching all over me as if he was looking for the slightest sign to prove that! wasn’t fine.
“I was so scared I was…
When I first met him, I didn’t know a day would come when the aloof trillionaire CEO would be worried about me.
“Where did that fucker take you to?”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
Synopsis : Worst Fear
