Jeremy let out a low growl, the name triggering a surge of hatred within him. Ramson Rodriguez. The name of the man who had let his mother die.Jeremy's mind was racing, his thoughts consumed by a single, burning question: why had Ramson Rodriguez let his mother die? What was he hiding? And most importantly, how was he going to make the man pay for his sins? Because there was no way he wouldn't make him pay for it.Dr. Wilford's voice trembled with fear as he pleaded, "Please, sir...that's all I know. I was ordered to stop the treatment."Shut your mouth!" Jeremy thundered, his voice reverberating through the hospital corridor. "When I'm done with you, I'll let you know. For now, you will tell me everything you know about what happened to my mother. I remember how merciless you were when I couldn't provide the hospital bills. You never considered I was just a young boy trying to save my mother's life. You're not innocent in this."Dr. Wilford's face fell, his shoulders slumping in def
As Jeremy drove towards the hospital where his father was being treated, his heart pounded in his chest, every beat a reminder of the enormity of the situation. The revelation that his father had been innocent of any wrongdoing in his mother's death was both a relief and a source of profound sadness. For so many years, he had carried the weight of his anger and resentment, believing that his father had abandoned his mother when she needed him the most. But now, he realized that he had been wrong, that his father had been a victim of a cruel and heartless conspiracy. The weight of his realization hung heavy on Jeremy's shoulders as he navigated the city streets, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. His mind whirled with thoughts of what he would do when he faced Dr. Rodriguez, how he would make the man pay for his crimes. But first, he needed to see his father. As he pulled into the hospital parking lot, his heart was in his throat, his hands gripping the steering wheel with white-knuck
"Don't leave me, father," Jeremy whispered, his voice thick with emotion as he gripped the hand of the unconscious man. The fear of losing another parent, of being left alone in the world, swirled within him, threatening to consume him entirely. The memory of holding his mother's hand in that same way on the day she died, pleading for her to stay with him, was still raw and painful. The pain of that loss was like a gaping wound in his heart, one that had never fully healed. Just as Jeremy was lost in his thoughts, a sharp knock on the door broke the silence. Jeremy quickly looked to see if it was an elderly man, he was ready to bounce on him not caring if he was Rodriquez since he was told Rodriguez was his dad personal doctor. But as the door swung open and a young man in his early thirties, wearing a white doctor's coat, stepped into the room, Jeremy's face fell in disappointment. "Mr. Jeremy, I'm Dr. Williams," the newcomer said, his voice calm and professional. "I'm the attend
As Jeremy drove the streets of the city, his mind reeled with the shock of recent revelations. The truth about his mother's death, so callously orchestrated by his stepmother, still weighed heavily on him. And now, this revelation of his father's innocence in the crime, after years of blaming the man for a sin he had not committed. Just when he had been prepared to reconcile, to bury the past and make peace with his father, this terrible accident had struck, leaving Blue Nathaniel in a coma. Jeremy's voice cracked with emotion as he whispered to himself, "Dad, please get well soon!" He longed for their cherished moments together. The car seemed to move in slow motion as Jeremy wrestled with his thoughts, his hands gripping the wheel in white-knuckled determination. The revelation that his hatred for his father had been misplaced was a bitter pill to swallow. As Jeremy pulled into the driveway of his home, Avery and Mia were already waiting for him, standing eagerly at the door. T
Jeremy swallowed hard, forcing a smile onto his face as he tried to allay his family's concerns. "Oh, darlings, I'm fine," he said, his voice light despite the heaviness in his heart. "I must have just overstressed myself, that's all. I'm sure I'll be feeling better in no time." His smile, however, was a mask for the turmoil raging within him. He desperately wanted to confide in Avery, to share the burden of his secrets with the woman he loved. But even as he stared into Avery's concerned eyes, he couldn't bring himself to do it. The weight of his secrets felt like an anchor, dragging him down into the depths of despair. Avery, sensing his hesitation, placed a gentle hand on his arm. "You know you can talk to me, Jeremy," she said, her voice quiet but insistent. "I'm here for you, no matter what." Jeremy nodded, his shoulders sagging with the weight of his emotions. "I know babe, there's no issue. Let's just go in and celebrate my beautiful wife victory!" Jeremy declared as he led
Jeremy paused for a moment, his thoughts turning inward as he considered the request of the board members gathered before him. Taking a deep breath, he finally spoke, his voice steady and clear."Don't you think it would be more appropriate for us to discuss this matter once my father is back on his feet?" he asked, his eyes scanning the faces in the room.One of the board members, a distinguished-looking gentleman, spoke up."I don't mean to interrupt you, young master," he said, his voice respectful but firm."But as someone who has known your father for many years, I can tell you that it has been his heartfelt desire to see you take on the role of CEO in his stead."Jeremy's jaw clenched at the words, the weight of his father's wishes pressing down upon him. He knew that the time was coming, that soon he would have to make decisions that would shape the future of the company, of his life, of his legacy, especially now that he knew his dad was innocent of all accusations against him
In the moments that followed, Jeremy's mind whirled with possibilities and doubts. He had never considered the possibility that he would be forced into the role of CEO, let alone so soon. And now, faced with the daunting task of living up to the expectations of the board and fulfilling his father's desire, he found himself grappling with the thought of his little secret. How would Avery react? She had never once suspected his connection to the Nathaniel legacy, let alone that he was the heir and only son of the company's former CEO. How would she respond to such a revelation, and how would it affect their marriage, their family? These questions lingered in Jeremy's mind, taunting him with their uncertainty. He knew that he could not hide the truth from Avery for long, not now that he had assumed the role of CEO. But the thought of revealing such a seismic secret, one that would change the course of their lives forever, filled him with dread. "Mr. Nathaniel?" The question jolted Jer
Avery's smile widened, her eyes shining with a mix of love. She could sense the anxiety radiating from Jeremy, the fear that gripped his heart like a vise. "I didn't want to say anything until I was sure," she said, her voice soft and understanding. "But now that I am, I can't keep it in any longer." Jeremy's breath caught in his throat, his mind racing with possibilities. What was she about to reveal? Could it be the truth that he had been hiding all along? "Avery, I... I'm sorry," Jeremy stammered, the weight of his guilt pressing down on him. "I should have told you earlier, I..." But his words died in his throat as Avery burst into a confused laugh, her confusion palpable in the air around them. "What are you talking about?" she asked, her laughter fading into a quizzical smile. "You don't even know what I'm going to say yet!" She paused for a moment, her eyes bright with excitement as she placed a hand on her stomach. "I'm pregnant," she announced, her voice lilting with jo