Charlie walked away, and Leo walked towards the ward, his footsteps echoing in the quiet hallway. Getting to the ward, he saw Fiona lying on the bed, her face pale and weak. "Hey Fiona," Leo said, his voice soft and concerned, and she smiled immediately when she saw him, her eyes lighting up with warmth."Leo, you came?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, and he scoffed, his expression a mix of relief and worry. "I was so worried about you that I wanted to check on you," Leo said, his words tumbling out in a rush, his eyes scanning her face and body, making sure she was okay."Thanks so much, you're too much," she said, trying to sound playful, but her tone was lost, her voice still weak and fragile."It's alright, just relax," Leo said, his voice calm and soothing, and he stretched out the basket of fruit, his hand offering her the basket of apples. "I bought you apples" he said, his eyes smiling, and she smiled back, her lips curling up slightly."Thanks so much, I wish
Charlie tried calling the boy who had promised to help them delete the video to know the progress, but her number was unavailable. "Damn, you shouldn't have told him to go ahead!" Charlie shouted at Leo. "He knew we knew about the video, so he can decide to post it!" The tension was palpable as they waited anxiously, unsure of what would happen next."I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," Leo said, regret etched on their face. "I couldn't watch Fiona going through so much; he was threatening her and I had to intervene, that's why I snatched the phone." The apology was sincere, and the concern for Fiona's well-being was evident in Leo's words.Charlie's voice was laced with urgency and concern as he spoke, "You can always hang the call, you know that son of a bitch is unpredictable. I don't know, but you shouldn't have exchanged words with him. He had better not post that video." He tried dialing Michael's number, his fingers moving swiftly over the phone's keypad.Leo's face co
Charlie's eyes widened in disbelief, his mind replaying the words he thought he heard. "Can you repeat what you said?" he asked, his voice laced with uncertainty, hoping he had misheard.Michael's response was laced with annoyance. "You heard quite clearly, so I'm not repeating myself," he said, his tone firm, almost accusatory.Charlie's face contorted in disbelief. "You must be crazy, right?" he exclaimed, his voice rising in incredulity, his head shaking from side to side as if trying to clear the confusion.Michael's scoff echoed through the line, his disapproval palpable. "You're not listening, Charlie. Wake up and pay attention. Or is it because that was difficult to believe" The line went silent, leaving Charlie to wonder if he had indeed misheard or if Michael was truly suggesting something unthinkable.Charlie's grip on his phone tightened, his knuckles white with rage. "I am going to kill you, I swear, if you are Michael, let me see you in person!" he growled, his voice low
Dr. Stephen's voice was filled with concern as he advised, "Fiona, I think you should listen to Charlie. Too much stress will only affect you more. You should stop thinking." He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to reassure her.Fiona nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. "Okay, doctor, I will try my best," she said, her voice cracking as she cleaned her eyes with a tissue.Charlie's face was etched with worry as he pleaded, "Please, doctor, can you take care of her? We will be back." He glanced at Fiona, his eyes filled with a deep concern for her well-being.Dr. Stephen nodded positively, his expression reassuring. "Of course, Charlie. I will make sure she receives the best care possible. Don't worry, we will take good care of her."As Charlie and Leo prepared to leave, Dr. Stephen added, "Remember, Fiona, try to relax and take it easy. We will monitor your condition closely and keep you updated on any progress."Fiona smiled weakly, feeling a sense of relief wash over
"I know he's going to great lengths to cover his tracks, to avoid being suspected. He's clever, calculating, and ruthless. He'll stop at nothing to get what he wants, I don't know what he can do besides.a this." Charlie's voice was laced with concern, his eyes pleading with the detective to take him seriously."I know I should have come forward sooner, but I was trying to protect myself, my family, and our reputation. I didn't want to be dragged into this mess, but I realize now that I can't keep quiet any longer. I need your help, Detective. I need your protection, and I need you to bring this man to justice before it's too late." Charlie's words hung in the air, a sense of urgency and desperation palpable in the room. "This is so unbelievable," Detective George exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief. "I can't believe Michael Cooper is a man like this. I never knew he had so many dirty secrets in his closet." He rubbed his temples, trying to process the information."I will look i
Charlie's eyes sparkled with determination, his smile unwavering. "You won't have to worry about Michael ever again, Alice. I promise." He embraced her, his arms wrapping around her in a warm, reassuring hold.As they pulled back from the kiss, Alice's eyes shone with gratitude. "I know I can count on you, Charlie. You're the only one who's ever believed in me."Charlie's expression softened, his voice filled with conviction. "I'll always be here for you, Alice. We're in this together, always."The tension between them was palpable, their bond stronger than ever. With a shared determination, they prepared to face Michael and reclaim Alice's rightful place in her company.Charl placed her lips on hers, "As their lips touched, Alice felt a surge of love and gratitude towards Charlie, her heart beating faster with every passing moment.""The kiss deepened, their hearts beating as one. Alice felt like she was melting into Charlie's embrace, her worries and fears slowly fading away. She kn
:The next day, Charlie walked into the hospital. He spotted Michael lurking in the hallway, and his instincts told him to confront the guy who had been making inappropriate comments about Alice and what he had done to Fiona. He marched towards Michael, his fists clenched, ready to throw a punch. But as he approached, he noticed his parents standing nearby, engaged in a conversation with Dr. Stephen. Charlie's anger dissipated slightly, replaced by a sense of caution. He relaxed his fists, deciding to prioritize his family over his desire for a confrontation. With a stern expression, he joined his parents and the doctor, demanding to know the latest update on Fiona's condition.Here's an edited version of the continuation:As soon as his parents saw him, their faces contorted in anger. "Why did you refuse to tell us that Fiona was in an accident and was admitted to the hospital?" Mrs. Thompson demanded, her voice stern. Charlie scoffed, knowing the truth was far from what they beli
Charlie walked into Fiona's ward, his footsteps soft on the hospital floor. He saw her resting on the bed, her eyes closed, and a faint smile on her lips. He walked closer, his eyes fixed on her, and sat down beside her on the bed. Just then, Leo walked in, and Charlie turned to him, "Hey, man. Did guy get the coffee?"Leo nodded, "Yes of course."Charlie turned back to Fiona, "Hey, how was your night?" he asked, his voice soft and concerned.Fiona scoffed, her eyes opening, "It's fine, except that I keep getting calls from my parents and Michael. They went to speak with Dr. Stephen outside." She explained, her voice laced with frustration.Charlie chuckled, "I saw them while we were coming in. They looked like they were on a mission."Fiona rolled her eyes, "Yeah, they're just worried, but I'm fine. Really."Leo walked over, handing Charlie a cup of coffee, "Here, man. Thought you could use this."Charlie took a sip, "Thanks, Leo. So, what's the plan for today?"Fiona shrugged, "I do