Chapter - 72As the clock struck seven, the doorknob clicked open."I think Alex is not back yet. I didn't see his bike outside," Martha said, entering the house."He is working too hard. I told him to take it easy from the first day," George said, berating Alex."At least he is sincere towards his work, not like some lazy slob I know," Martha said, defending Alex and in turn made fun of her husband."Who are you calling a slob? And what did that good for nothing son of ours achieve? He is yet to bring a girl home. What's the use of working so hard. Don't you think so too, Alex?" George asked Alex, who was staring at them as they walked into the living room, but then it hit him, "Alex? What are you doing home?" George was surprised to find Alex chilling at home watching TV."Alex, you are home? And where is your bike?" Martha questioned."Will you guys take a chill pill?" Mrs Flores said as she also appeared in front of them."Mrs Flores, you are still here? Don't you usually leave be

Chapter - 74 "Do you mind if I ask you something?" Amber spoke, hesitating whether or not to proceed with her question. She was worried that she might be prying too much into someone else's private affairs. "You want to talk about Annie, right?" Claire figured. She smiled when she saw the frown on Amber's forehead deepen. Alex had just reached the door of Claire's chamber. Getting himself freed from the clutches of that giant, manly nurse, Alex wanted to hurriedly walk in, but he stopped hearing their conversation. Alex was not the one to take interest in other people's matters, but Annie was someone special. He had formed a very close bond with her in no time. "Yeah, I never heard her talking is she---?" Amber said, looking at Annie, who was sitting on the couch on the side, playing with Claire's phone. She wanted to put it as politely as possible. "Mute?" Claire asked with her

Chapter - 76 "Ahhhh...hhaaaaaa... ughhh..." Yawning and stretching, Martha walked out of her room in her blue transparent baby doll nightie and her night robe in hand. With her eyes still half-open, she put on the night robe over her shoulders and made her way towards the kitchen. Martha was in a bad mood, she hoped for a fun night with George last night, but all she got was a cold shoulder and a night full of snores from him. "Alex... Can I get a coffee? Ughh... I am damn sleepy," Martha called out for Alex as she reached the kitchen, but Alex was nowhere to be seen. He was neither in the hall nor in the kitchen. It was odd, but thinking that he might have gone to the gym, she looked towards the refrigerator for some kind of note. But yet again, there was nothing. Usually, Alex would be the first to wake up and start preparing for breakfast after he was back from the gym. Was he not back yet? Martha looked at the time,

Chapter - 78 Alex was resting upstairs while Martha was busy with house chores when her phone rang. It was George. "Hello," Martha answered the call. "Honey, I need you at the company as soon as possible," George said from the other side. Martha could feel the urgency in his voice. "What happened?" Martha ask. She wanted to know if something was wrong with that thing from the morning. "I will explain everything to you later, but I need here as soon as possible, it's urgent. Don't delay it anymore," George told her. "Alright, I will be there in half an hour," Martha replied. As soon as George heard her, he hung up the phone without even replying to her. Martha was left staring at her phone in thoughts. From his tone, it was evident that some serious shit had happened in the company. Without losing any time, Martha hurr

Chapter - 80 Closing her book, Margaret looked at the clock on the wall. It was already three in the afternoon, and there was no sign of Martha. She was feeling a little hungry, and it was time for her to stuff herself. And other than herself, she needed to make something for Alex as well. She sneaked a peek at Alex, who had his eyes closed, but looking at those shivering eyelids, she knew that he was awake. Margaret, for Alex's satisfaction, walked out of the room tip-toed and went downstairs. Walking in the kitchen, Margaret had a frown on her beautiful face. She had no faith in her cooking. She looked around, hoping to find something and lucky for her, she did find something, a note stuck on the refrigerator. 'Alex, if you feel hungry, I have already prepared the lunch and kept it in the refrigerator. But don't forget to heat it before you have it.' Margaret took out