I was still shocked when Atlas touched my forehead. He asked, "Are you unwell?"I wondered if he genuinely cared as I met his concerned expression. Well, he was compassionate and energetic when dealing with women.I struggled, and his lips brushed against my forehead. He touched my cheek, saying, "You're not feverish, so why do you look so pale?"His tone remained tender, which made me dizzy. I was excited but tried to control it, fearing I might get caught in an emotional whirlwind. What did he take me for?"That isn't something you should be worrying about." I pushed him away and mocked him. I instinctively stepped back but leaned against the door with a thud.Before I could react, he pinned me against the door. His gaze at me and slowly drew closer. As I watched him inch closer, an image flashed in my mind. I imagined someone else getting closer to me with urgency and panic.Then, that person held me and reassured me, saying, “Stay awake! Everything will be okay!”I was start
Harmony rushed into the examination room, fully disguised, before I could recover. "Mr. Atlas..."She froze when she saw me on the hospital bed. She approached Atlas and asked, "What's going on here?"Atlas didn't answer but gestured to the doctor and left the ward. Harmony stepped forward, looking displeased. “Chloe, what are you doing? Why are you here?""How’d you get here?" I retorted instead of answering her question."Haha, Atlas asked me to come!" she retorted boldly.I laughed bitterly. I wasn't sure what Atlas’s intentions were. Harmony crossed her arms and persisted, "Are you pretending to be pitiful? You’re such a schemer. How dare you resort to such despicable tactics just to see him?"Her words were harsh, but I had no energy to argue. I struggled to sit up. While the headache had subsided, I felt sore all over. Harmony looked at me disdainfully, warning me, "Stop shamelessly pestering Atlas, okay?""How do you know it's me who pestered him?" I asked."Who else cou
There was a sense of urgency in his quick, forceful movements. I was shocked at how audaciously Dylan shoved Atlas’s girlfriend.He quickly cautioned, "Ms. Chloe, please find shelter in the inner room. Once things calm down outside, leave the building quickly, and don't mention that you were at the hospital!" After Dylan left, Carol glanced at the consultation room and saw the small inner chamber. She quickly pulled me inside.We could hear bustling footsteps from the corridor outside. Carol and I dared not make a sound, fearing that someone might discover us.I was clueless about what was going on outside. Why would such a maneuver be necessary? Still, since Atlas had arranged it that way, I had to comply.Carol and I hid in the inner room for half an hour, waiting until it grew quiet outside. Only then did we venture outside. She led the way, making sure there were no strangers in the corridor before motioning for me to follow.Finally, we left the hospital and returned stra
I looked at the phone, and there was new information. It stated that Harmony had acute cholecystitis. Even the attending physician had given an interview.Atlas had successfully removed me from this incident entirely. It was clear he intended to show the world that Harmony was ill, with no connection to me.I couldn’t understand why he would go to such lengths. Why did he bring me to the hospital if he didn’t want anyone to know we were connected? Was it really necessary to conceal my medical condition and change the doctor?It seemed like an inconsequential detail. What would it matter if everyone knew about my illness? It wasn’t even really an illness, just a case of amnesia.I paused. Could this be related to my amnesia? No, it couldn't be.My mind was filled with surreal images, various versions of what I might have missed as a child. There were pictures of Annalise and Stella, scenes from when I fell off a motorcycle, and more…Those images were strange, and they gave me a s
I had already brewed the tea when Jared entered the room. I looked at the refined man, his eyes brimming with the depth and wisdom that only time and experience could bring.He didn't seem surprised to see me, merely giving me a subtle quirk. "Hello. We've met before."I nodded and got up. "Yes, we have. I'm Chloe, Ivanna's closest friend.""She mentioned you." I was a little uneasy about his composed manner. After all, this man was enigmatic. I felt the vast disparity in our status as a woman watching out for my best friend.Both of us sat looking calm, but there was a faint air of distance. Neither of us rushed to speak.It wasn’t that I didn't want to start the conversation, but I had never interacted with someone like him before. I had no idea how to begin. I gestured toward the tea I had poured for him. "Please, Mr. Jared."He got straight to the point. "Do you know what you wanted to discuss with me?" "Ivanna," I replied directly.What else was there to talk about
I started to feel nervous. His eyes were bottomless as he scrutinized my expression."Ms. Chloe, for Ivanna, I will do everything in my power," he stated, with no unnecessary words.Although it sounded concise, coming from a man of Jared's stature, it held weight."Are you willing to let go?" I persisted."I never once thought of letting her go," he affirmed firmly.I felt moved. Such words, especially when spoken by someone like Jared, were a powerful tool for touching a woman's heart.What more was there to ask? I had intended to ask if he could keep that promise, but how could I even ask such a question to a man like him?I coolly stated, "Honestly, your answer doesn't satisfy me. These words may be significant to you, but they appear superficial. Everything can change in the blink of an eye, especially in Trinity's case. "Perhaps one day I will ask you to protect Ivanna's life, but you might not be able to. Even if Ivanna is willing to give her life for you, I am not willi
My response threw Lauren off guard. She couldn't quite grasp what I was getting at."What do you mean?" She tilted her head to look at me. Perhaps my despondent expression had slowed her train of thought."If we had met the right person at the right time, we wouldn't face these complications. You, me, and Ivanna. Why didn't we meet the right person at the right time?"Lauren suddenly understood what I meant. She shrugged, looking resigned."If I had realized that Ryan had been with me from the start, we could have fallen in love, married, and had children. We would’ve led a simple and fulfilling life." My expression softened."Just like you met Oliver at the right time, how fortunate! If Ivanna had met Jared at the right time, she wouldn't have to be so anxious, would she?" I leaned against the wall."How do you know this isn't the right time?" Lauren countered. "For most people, there are two types of romantic situations. Love at first sight and growing affection. We're not ordi
Ava's questions surprised me, and I responded vaguely before quickly getting up, "Ava, Mommy doesn't have time to take you today. You can take a walk to the kindergarten with grandma, okay?”"Mommy, when will you get home? When are we going to the island?" Ava slid off her chair and approached me excitedly.I knew I couldn't make promises, or she’d question me endlessly. I almost slapped myself for bringing it up. Even if we were going, I should’ve kept it a surprise. But now, I couldn’t fulfill my promise. I had to make it happen no matter what, or I would let my family down.I looked at her excited expression and thought before saying, “We’ll go when I return from Solaris, okay?”I thought taking my parents on vacation would be perfect since Matthew derailed our plans last time. Afterward, I put my small suitcase in the trunk and said goodbye to Ava before leaving for work.However, I saw someone standing at the neighborhood entrance. The woman appeared much skinnier since I las