Ryan thought for a moment and shook his head. He knew humans well enough. They were ready to exploit anything exploitable. Even with his cover as it was still suspicious how he had really healed her. This was a terminal disease that only heart surgery could solve and if news of a random man using accupuncture to heal someone with the disease it was enough to cause a wave. Mrs Sonya watched as her daughter looked at her with curiosity in her eyes. "Mommy, am I going to die?" She asked her in her little girl's voice. Mrs Sonya patted Emily's little head and assured her. "No, Emily," She said as she pushed back tears at the corner of her eyes. "Then why are you crying?" She asked, looking at her mother intently. Sonya shook her head, "These are tears of joy, I'm happy to see you're fine." Sonya sniffled she turned back to look at Ryan standing behind her. "She would be discharged soon," She smiled and he nodded at her with a strange look in his eyes. He couldn't explain it but a
Ryan's heart skipped a beat as panic began to settle in. The invitation card, his golden ticket to the evening's event, was missing. The realization hit him like a cold wave as he frantically searched his pockets once more, hoping against hope that he might have missed it somehow. "I'm telling the truth. Please, there must be some mistake," Ryan pleaded, his voice edged with desperation. The dim lighting of the entrance did little to hide the distress on his face.The bouncer, unimpressed and unmoved by Ryan's plea, crossed his arms. "No card, no entry. Those are the rules," he stated flatly, his gaze stern and unyielding.Ryan took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts. He knew he had to act quickly or risk missing the event entirely. "Listen, I understand the situation, but I'm expected inside. Could you please check the list? My name is Ryan Smith, and I assure you, I am a VIP guest."Then the bouncer raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical The bouncer frowned at him, "Sorry
Ryan's heart skipped a beat as panic began to settle in. The invitation card, his golden ticket to the evening's event, was missing. The realization hit him like a cold wave as he frantically searched his pockets once more, hoping against hope that he might have missed it somehow. "I'm telling the truth. Please, there must be some mistake," Ryan pleaded, his voice edged with desperation. The dim lighting of the entrance did little to hide the distress on his face.The bouncer, unimpressed and unmoved by Ryan's plea, crossed his arms. "No card, no entry. Those are the rules," he stated flatly, his gaze stern and unyielding.Ryan took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts. He knew he had to act quickly or risk missing the event entirely. "Listen, I understand the situation, but I'm expected inside. Could you please check the list? My name is Ryan Smith, and I assure you, I am a VIP guest."Then the bouncer raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical The bouncer frowned at him, "Sorry
He hadn't asked for her name that day and he thought he was never going to see her again but here she was steadily approaching him with a smile on her face.Ryan didn't have to look around to feel the eyes boring into him. 'Was she that popular?'"Hello," She smiled sheepishly as she stretched her hand towards him. Ryan gulped hard, "Nice to meet you again," He replied taking her outstretched hands, they were little and slender. A silence ensued between them with her hands still locked in his. "See you later," Ryan nodded his head and disengaged from the awkward hold. Umm…you didn't tell me your name the last time we met." She said as he made ro leave. Ryan noticed the man in black suit that was standing with her earlier, he was in a hearing distance and when he heard that they had only met once his eyebrows he raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Ryan." He replied looking directly at her eyes. "I'm Avery, Thank you for that night, I wasn't able to thank you." She gently bowed her
Sonya shook her head, "These are tears of joy, I'm happy to see you're fine." Sonya sniffled she turned back to look at Ryan standing behind her. "She would be discharged soon," She smiled and he nodded at her with a strange look in his eyes. He couldn't explain it but at that moment he realized that he had to think of what he wanted to do with this power the magical ring had gifted him. He had a lot to try to find out about what the ring. Another thing he had to do was to make enough money from the ointment, he didn't like the idea of depending on Mrs Sonya although he knew she was looking for how to repay all his favors to her. "I think I'll head back now," Ryan said as he bowed gently and turned to walk towards the door. Then the calm voice of Mrs Sonya called him, "Ryan." He stopped in his tracks and looked back. "I feel very sleepy and I'm need to drive home with Emily can you drive us home?" She asked to his surprise. Ryan wondered why she needed him to drive her home. S
Ryan's heart skipped a beat when he locked eyes with Emily, radiant as ever in the glow of the supermarket's fluorescent lights. She was a vision, albeit a bittersweet one, dressed in attire that hinted at a life more luxurious than the one they had shared. The man towering behind her, with his broad chest and commanding presence, only accentuated this new world she inhabited—a world seemingly beyond Ryan's reach.As Ryan's grip tightened on the shopping cart, a silent testament to his rising discomfort, he mustered the strength to turn away. The familiar aisles suddenly felt alien, a stark contrast to the warmth of memories flooding his mind. But before he could disappear into the crowd, Emily's voice pierced the hum of shoppers and background music."Ryan," she called, her voice a melody he hadn't realized he missed. The tall man beside her turned, his gaze drifting to Ryan, scrutinizing the man who had momentarily captured Emily's attention. Ryan could feel the weight of that gaze,
The man spared Ryan only a fleeting glance, categorizing him instantly as nothing more than a driver—a presumption that stung Ryan more than he expected. Yet, he couldn't tear his gaze away, intrigued by the interaction unfolding before him.Mrs. Sonya's response to the man's greeting was a simple nod. Then she turned to Ryan, her voice cutting through the silent tension. "Sorry for bothering you, but you can as well come in for dinner, what do you think?" Her invitation was unexpected, and Ryan detected a subtle shift in the atmosphere.The man who had been indifferent about him and only glanced at him once a moment ago now now looked at him with surprise in his eyes.The man's curiosity mirrored Ryan's own, his gaze now fixed on Ryan with an intensity that belied his initial disinterest. "Who is he, dear?" he asked, his voice carrying a blend of surprise and a hint of concern."Oh, my banquet date," Mrs Sonya answered and at that moment Ryan face flushed red.'What was going on?' He
Mr. Ryan, is she a friend of yours?”Natasha sized Dahlia up. According to her female intuition, she could detect a hint of hostility from this woman standing before them.“She’s my ex-wife,” Ryan replied.“Really?” Natasha raised her eyebrows and gave Dahlia a charming smile. “Hi, I’m Natasha Harmon. Nice to meet you.”She stretched out her hand to shake Emily's. Although her actions seemed friendly enough, the atmosphere around her was slightly intimidating.“Nice to meet you, Ms. Harmon,” Dahlia answered politely.Although she was usually very self-assured, she had to admit that the woman before her was stunning. Natasha was on par with her in looks, height, and conduct. Furthermore, Natasha’s figure was much more voluptuous than hers. Any man would be enamored by her!“Ryan, when did you befriend Ms. Harmon? You’ve never introduced me!” Dahlia couldn’t help but ask.“Were you ever interested in my friends?” Ryan replied sarcastically.His sharp words rendered Dahlia speechless. Sh