Lucas looked at the shreds of paper before him, still, his jaw dropped at why Samantha had torn it. She had disturbed him desperately to sign the papers, but here she was, tearing it into shreds.  When he looked up at her, she had tears in her eyes. In other circumstances, he would have been happy that she had done so. It meant that she was not interested in going on with the divorce. "You wanted that so badly," he said to her."I think we should focus on making sure that you are fine," she said to him."Sammy, I would be fine but sometimes tells me that you won't," he said to her.She seemed unhappy and looked a bit devastated. It was beyond the divorce papers. Something was wrong, and he fel

Patricia's thoughts were constantly focused on what Daniel had said to him. She knew that he was a loser, a philandering husband, and a deadbeat dad, but at the end of the day, in the past, she knew that she lived the life she wanted. He always had money to throw her way. She went on incessant shopping sprees even without knowing the whereabouts of her husband most of the time. When she hung out with her friends, she was always the cynosure of all their eyes. She wore the most expensive outfits and carried about designer bags on her arm. Looking back at her past life, she was living the luxurious life that she had always bargained for. People talked everywhere and had a lot of bad things to say about Daniel and his philandering ways. Some said that she was in the marriage because she could not survive on her own. But she cared less. Daniel had never brought another woman into their home and had never spoken about ending their marriage. But he was vile with his schemes and his consi

Hannah was not too focused on the meeting that was going on in the boardroom as she and Kennedy kept stealing glances at each other. Since she saw that message on his phone, she developed some form of attitude towards him. She liked him as a person, but she had been through so much for her to trust one more person, especially at the sight of a cause for suspicion. He had been that way even in Australia. Unpredictable. You could not fathom what he was up to easily, but you could know he was up to something. That was the same feeling that crawled up in her belly since she saw him at the hospital and was introduced as the MD's son. Dr. Pat's warning only fueled her suspicions. "Miss Hannah?" She heard her name called out. When she looked around, everyone's eyes were on her. She had been lost in her thoughts and had not been fully focused on the meeting and here she was, trying to fathom what was being asked of her. "I'm sorry, but I did not get you," she said, trying not to s

Samson seemed like a breath of fresh air to Hannah. Kennedy had been all up in her space, but when she had managed to tell him off, he had refrained from going after her anymore or coming to her house.  She was not happy that he had something up his sleeves, something that he would not let her know about.  All she wanted was to be sure that he was not out to harm her, but he was not saying anything either. Samson had called her the previous day and said that he would be coming to the island for some business with Declan. He asked if they could meet up and talk. She invited him to her house. She was going to use the opportunity of her day off work to rest, but she wanted to see him too. 

Declan finally came to the end of his paid-in-full physiotherapy session. He had anticipated this final session for so long that he had asked the doctor to come a bit earlier so they could be done with it on time. The past two months have been rough and he knew that it helped greatly.  At least, he could stand fully on his two feet and take steps without any help.  Although, he could still use the wheelchair whenever he got exhausted or needed to get somewhere faster. "I have something for you," he said to the doctor as he packed up his stuff. The doctor turned around and Declan took out a cheque and handed it to the doctor. "This is ten thousand