"That's me. Are you sure you can manage?" She asked. "Positive," Evan replied. Shantelle quickly ordered Evan's discharge with pain medications and anti-inflammatories. She instructed the nurses in the ER to have Evan ushered in a wheelchair before finally leaving the Emergency Room. *** "Sir
Three days had passed since the motorbike incident. The hospital administration strengthened its security around the facility and reported the same to the authorities. Unfortunately, the motorbike had used fake plates, and the police could not trace the vehicle's owner. Thus, the purpose of the at
Evan: [Good morning. Hope you had some rest. Mother says hi, and she misses you.] Shantelle read Evan's message. It included a picture of Clara and Erick having breakfast at the old Thompsons' mansion. It made her smile, thinking how many times she had spent at the same house. She typed her reply
*** "Daddy, I really miss you. When are you coming back?" Lucas said, his body turned sideways on his bed, refusing to give Shantelle her phone. Like every other night since Evan left, he and Lucas spoke until nine. That night, however, Shantelle was already feeling sleepy. She said to Evan, "Let
"Dad, please," Shantelle begged. "I'm not doing this for me. I swear. I don't plan to be involved with Evan in that way. This is all for Lucas." The day finally came for Shantelle to have that talk with her parents. After arriving from their long vacation, Lucas spilled the beans before Shantelle c
"I shared my snacks with Max now, Daddy, and you were right. It feels good to share!" Lucas said. "That's good, Lucas. Remember, it is -" "Better to give than to receive," Lucas finished for Evan, and they both smiled. "Atta boy," Evan remarked, making a mess of Lucas' hair. After the appetize
"It wasn't just about the divorce, Evan," William said. "You never spoke to me - to Eleanor. Weren't we family friends? Wasn't Shanty the same girl you had looked after when you were in high school?" "All that was thrown away, all because of your marriage. You have to admit it, that arranged marria
William did not answer at first. He returned to recheck the photos until he suggested, "This still doesn't convince me of your sincerity towards my daughter, Evan -" "I'll keep proving my sincerity," Evan responded with conviction in his tone. "And this still doesn't change the fact that it will