With Ethan’s fists clenched, he kept throwing punches at Nathan, who was beneath him at this moment. He wasn't going to leave him, he wasn't going to let go of him no matter what.“Die, Nathan! You don't deserve to live!” Ethan grieved as he grabbed his neck and kept hitting him in the face countless times.Ethan was furious, and no matter how many times Nathan begged or pleaded with him, Ethan just couldn't find it in him to let go. The scene of Nathan punishing the lady came reeling into his mind, and it increased the force with which Ethan punched him in the face.“When next you see someone as old as her, you'll run!” He kept hitting him, and at this point, Nathan began to lose breath, growing weaker than usual.The old lady, seeing this, couldn't help but intervene. She wouldn't want them to blame her for killing Nathan. She'd rather avoid a problem than have to explain it later.She walked over to where Ethan was and held his hand in the air before he could punch Nathan again.“I
“Mother?” she said, shock written all over her face, her eyes searching for some semblance of explanation. She didn't expect anyone to call her "mother" at this stage, and Ethan, on the other hand, didn't know when he had said it or how it had slipped from his lips.He just felt guilty and angry at the sight of blood dripping from her elbow. He wanted to do something immediately before it got worse.And that was why he had rushed towards her without thinking twice.“You… you have an injury right there. Don't you think you should take care of that before going back to the hospital?” Ethan suggested, explaining why he had run to her.“Oh, that…” She looked at her elbow briefly. “Don't mind it, I'm fine. I'll ask one of the nurses to take care of it. They'll do just that,” she stated, but Ethan felt reluctant to let her go.Within him, he wished to spend more time with her. He wished to sit with her and talk if possible, all day.“Why don't I take care of it? I'm not perfect, but I am su
Ethan Wills was in complete disbelief about what had just happened in front of him. How could it be possible that he had spent the entire day with one of the most prominent members of the Ford family and not recognized her? This realisation left him stunned and speechless.As these thoughts swirled around in Ethan's head, he found himself at a loss for words. All he could do was look at the elderly lady he had been with all day and then at Elijah, who was standing right behind her. Elijah was her son, and she was Elizabeth Ford.Elizabeth noticed Ethan's shocked expression and tried to lighten the mood. "Don't be that way, Ethan," she said with a chuckle. "You look so shocked; that wasn't what I was expecting from you. Say something! It's not like I stole something from you, right?" She kept her eyes on Ethan, waiting for him to say anything.Ethan, however, remained silent. He was overwhelmed and could only glance back and forth between Elizabeth and her son. Elizabeth's smile faded
"I'm sorry, Ethan, but it's now or never... you'll have to wait a long while before you can get to see me, and we both know that isn't what you want, is it?" Miles's voice carried a sense of urgency and tension.Ethan shook his head slightly, processing the sudden change in plans. "You know that isn't what I want, but..." he began, but Miles interrupted him."You either accept this offer while it lasts or just forfeit it!" Miles asserted firmly, leaving no room for further negotiation.Ethan was momentarily speechless. He hadn't been prepared for this meeting, nor had he anticipated Miles altering their agreement with such insistence. Yet, it seemed he had little choice in the matter if he wanted to maintain his standing with James and progress with their project."Fine, I'll meet you there," Ethan finally conceded with a deep sigh, ending the call and turning to Ryker, whose focused expression indicated his readiness to return Ethan to his mansion in the first place."Turn the car ar
"You called him? How is that even possible?" James asked, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion as he turned to look at Ethan, who was still sitting on the couch.Ethan gave a knowing smile and replied, "I have my ways, James. I told you before, remember?" At this, Miles let out a dismissive scoff."Where is she, James? I need to act quickly to make this work. Take me to her right now!" Miles demanded urgently. James took his hand and led him towards the room where his mother was resting.While James, Miles, and the others headed to the room, Ethan stayed behind. He couldn't bear to see James's mother looking so frail and weak. The sight of her in such a vulnerable state was too much for him. He needed to keep his distance to avoid breaking down and becoming overwhelmed with emotion.After a few minutes, the door opened with a creak. Ethan looked up, expecting to see Miles coming out of the room, but to his surprise, it was James who stepped out.James walked slowly over to wher
Just as James was about to walk out of the house and head straight for the car that had his mother inside, Ethan grabbed his hand firmly, halting him in his tracks and turning him around."Is there a problem?" James questioned, his left brow lifted as he stared at Ethan in confusion and curiosity."No, there's no problem, just that you must leave the states the second your mother becomes strong and healthy!" Ethan commanded with a deep voice and a stern look at James.James couldn't believe what he had just heard. He stood still, his brows furrowing as he tried to understand the true meaning of Ethan's words. He was certain that he hadn't discussed anything about leaving the country with Ethan, so seeing him have such thoughts made him wonder if Ethan was actually okay."And..." he scoffed briefly, his forced smile carrying a tinge of uncertainty and tension. "And what makes you think I'd want to leave after she is okay? It's not like I am running away from anyone or anything!" James
Just as Miles got closer to where they stood, James didn't hesitate to take a step closer to him, his heart racing with fear and uncertainty. He just wanted to know how his mother was doing."How is she doing?" James asked, his eyes searching Miles's for a semblance of hope. He needed a response from him at this moment."Mr. Harry… James, Ethan…" Miles paused for a second, his expression indicating something different. It was as though something bad had happened to Mrs. Harry."Your wife isn't…" he started but paused again. This got to Ethan, who couldn't help but react swiftly."She's what? Can't you see that you are making us beg you for a response, which isn't fair?" he yelled at the top of his voice.Miles, seeing Ethan act in such a manner, had to rethink his behaviour, which wasn't good, just as Ethan had complained. He had to tell the result."Well, from the analysis so far, your wife isn't going to die!" he finally revealed, making Ethan and James freeze for a second.They wer
3 Days later…Ethan is seated in his office, his eyes fixed on the file before him. He had missed out on a lot of things, and as it stood, it was best he get to work rather than mess around. He didn't want to get stepped down by the executives of the company. He needed to work hard. As he flipped the pages of the file before him, a little paper fell out of it to the ground. Curious, he looked at it and picked it up to see what it was. Staring at the paper, he saw that it was Miles' contact information. A smile instantly curled up on his lips as he recalled the past three days. It had been hell at some points, while at other points, it was good and felt nice. “I guess I won't be needing this anymore, huh? Time flies so fast!” he said to himself as he crumpled the paper and threw it into the waste bin in his office. He continued with what he was doing. He had to finish a huge amount of files before dusk, and smiling at papers wouldn't get him there. Just as he had gotten engrossed