MasukVincent's POV
> The Next Morning <<
I groaned as soon as I opened my eyes and was met with bright light. Who the fuck turned on the lights?! I screamed mentally. I angrily sat up, looked at Amber's side of the bed, ready to give her an earful for leaving the lights on, but to my surprise, she wasn't there. That's when I remembered that she didn't sleep here last night.
Just at that moment, there was a knock on the door. "Mr. Liam?" our maid's voice sounded from outside the door.
"What?" I barked, strangely angry that I didn't wake up with Amber beside me.
"Good morning, sir," she greeted. "Your assistant is waiting downstairs."
My eyes subconsciously found the wall clock, and I realized it was already 7:35 a.m. "I'll be down in ten minutes," I told her.
"Yes, sir," she replied. Then I heard her walk away.
As soon as she was gone, I got up and dashed into the bathroom to freshen up.
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Just like the maid told me earlier, I saw my assistant, Jason Kai, waiting for me in the living room as I walked down the stairs.
He got up immediately after he heard my footsteps. "Good morning, Mr. Liam," he greeted.
"Morning," I answered shortly, then headed straight to the dining area where the maid had dished out my breakfast. I sat down and reached for my usual morning tea, but frowned when it wasn't in its usual spot or anywhere else on the table. "Where is my morning tea?" I asked.
Before the maid could respond, I looked toward the guest rooms upstairs and narrowed my eyes. "Where is Amber? Why didn't she prepare my tea before I came down?" I growled lowly.
"Oh, Mrs. Liam left the house earlier this morning," the maid replied.
My brows furrowed even more. "What? Where did she go?"
She shook her head. "She didn't tell me."
I balled my fists on the table, gritted my teeth, and glared at the dishes before me. I had somehow lost my appetite after hearing that she left the house without letting me know her whereabouts.
"Where could she have gone so early in the morning?" I grumbled under my breath.
"Sir, is everything alright?" the maid asked in a scared tone while staring at my hand. I looked down and realized I'd picked up a knife and was stabbing a piece of bacon.
"I'll skip breakfast," I said as I dropped the knife and got up. "Let's go, Jason."
Jason nodded and gestured for me to go in front of him while he followed closely behind. My driver, Mr. Sebastian, was already waiting outside. He held the car's back door open immediately after he saw me approaching, and without wasting time, I slid in.
Mr. Sebastian and Jason quickly got into the car too. "Are we driving straight to the office, sir?" Mr. Sebastian asked.
"Hm," I simply hummed in agreement.
He started the car and drove off. I reached for my phone to check the time, only to break into a smile when Chloe's photo appeared on my phone's wallpaper. This is the woman I wanted to marry. This is the woman I wanted to spend forever with. But that selfish Amber destroyed my plan!
I held my phone tighter as I recalled Chloe's scared voice when she begged me on the phone to marry Amber or Amber's thugs would kill her. 'Amber, I will never forgive you.'
On cue, my phone rang, and my smile widened when I saw Chloe's name pop up. "Hello..."
"I need to see you, Vincent," she interrupted me urgently.
The smile on my face vanished instantly. "Is everything alright?"
"N-no," her voice broke as she sniffed.
"Are you crying? What's going on?" I was already shifting nervously in my seat.
"I'll send you my address, just come." Then she hung up, leaving me with a series of unanswered questions and worries. Why is she crying?
She sent the address within a minute, and I quickly showed it to Mr. Sebastian. "Let's go to this address."
"Yes, sir."
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"Sir, we've arrived," Mr. Sebastian informed me.
I gave an approving nod. He got out of the car and rushed to open my door. "Wait for me inside the car," I instructed Jason before getting out.
Upon getting out, my brows furrowed deeply, and I looked around worriedly. "Are you sure we're at the right address?"
"Yes, sir," Mr. Sebastian answered.
A cold breeze hit me as nurses rushed past me. A few patients also walked past with nurses or relatives accompanying them. Why would Chloe be in a hospital? What has happened?
"Mr. Liam?" a male voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
I nodded, and he continued, "Please come with me. I'll take you to Miss Chloe."
He led the way, and without asking any questions, I followed quickly.
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We soon made it to a ward. He pushed the door open, and Chloe came into sight. She was lying down wearing a hospital gown, but she sat up as soon as she saw me.
"Vincent," she called quietly.
I rushed forward to support her. She pulled me down to sit beside her on the bed, then hugged me tightly and began crying. "It's over for me," she said.
Not knowing what to do, I simply patted her on the back comfortingly. I was worried when I arrived at the hospital. I was scared that something had happened to her. But why can't I feel anything now that I'm seeing her?
"I'm finished," she rephrased, raising her head and looking at me with teary eyes.
"What's wrong? Why are you here?" I looked around the ward. "In a hospital."
Chloe didn't say a word. She buried her face in my chest and continued crying. I wrapped my arms around her before facing the man who brought me here.
He reached out his hand for a handshake. "I'm Doctor Jeremy."
"Doctor?" I asked, wondering why a doctor would go out of his way to get a patient's family from outside. He exchanged looks with Chloe before continuing.
"So, according to our diagnosis, your wife's been diagnosed with kidney disease."
My eyes widened as I looked down at Chloe immediately. "Kidney disease?!"
"Yes. And she needs a kidney transplant as soon as possible, or she'd lose her life," Jeremy said.
Third Person's POV> Outside The Liam's Cosmetics Group “Let go of me,” she hissed as soon as they released her.She tried to maneuver past the security men so that she could go back inside, but they blocked every path she tried to take until she gave up trying. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed hard while glaring at the building.“This cannot be the end of us, Vincent. I can't lose you to that worthless imp!” she promised.She paced, biting her nails while thinking of what she could do to get Vincent back. Then she suddenly stopped pacing, and her eyes lit up hopefully as a name crossed her mind—Eleanor—Vincent's mother.“Right! Eleanor has never been a fan of Amber,” she said, raising her brows as she stared at the building. “If I can get Eleanor to speak to Vincent on my behalf, he
Third Person's POV“Her place is just around the corner,” Amber said to Vincent, who was impatiently scrolling through his phone, and he responded with a small nod.They were in the car, on their way to Annabelle's place. Vincent had decided to drop her off before going to work, but his phone wouldn't stop beeping as messages from Kai kept coming in, urging him to hurry because Chloe was causing a commotion at the company.“You can stop here, Mr. Seb.”Amber's words dragged Vincent's attention away from his phone. He looked outside but saw no building in sight, then he turned back to Amber.“There’s no building here,” he stated.“Yeah,” she gestured at his phone. “It seems like you're in a hur...”“I’m not in a hurry,” he interrupted her. “Keep driving, Seb. Don't stop until we arrive at my friend's place.”“Yes, Mr. Liam.” Then Sebastian continued driving.“Anna's place is not far from here. It's walkable,” Amber explained further.Vincent slipped his phone into his pocket. “I don't
Amber's POVMonday came faster than I expected, and I'll be going to the hospital for a check-up and also to get my follow-up appointment date. Vincent and I were in the car, heading to the hospital—he insisted on coming with me.The drive was extremely quiet because I still wasn't on talking terms with him since that day's incident. Although I've been giving him the cold shoulder, he never stopped cooking for me and even tried to have small conversations with me, which I didn't engage in.I pulled out my phone and decided to send Annabelle a quick text about my job hunt."Hey, sisi, I'll drop by your place later so that we can job hunt together."My brows raised in surprise when she replied instantly."Alright, pumpkin."I guess she was using her phone when the message came in.Anyway, I kept my phone in my bag, leaned back on the seat, and closed my eyes for a quick nap since the hospital was still twenty or twenty-five minutes away.> City Hospital
Amber's POVThroughout our three years of marriage, Vincent has never hit me [even though I'm not the love of his life], but I flinched when he told Ethan to get out. There's a dark energy oozing off him right now, and it's affecting my composure. The longer Ethan sat on the sofa, the darker Vincent's expression got, and judging from how tight his grip on his laptop had become, I feared he'd explode if Ethan didn't leave.Annabelle must have felt the dark energy too because she released a nervous laugh.“Divorce? Nobody is divorcing anybody, right?” she looked at me but side-eyed Vincent's movements—she was as scared as I was that Vincent might get physical with Ethan.“What do you mean nobody is divorcing anybody?” I closed my eyes. Oh, Ethan, can't you take a hint and shut up? I screamed mentally. “She'll get the divorce soon. He didn't care whether she existed until pregnancy was involved, and all of a sudden he remembers there's someone named Amber? Or do you want her to die in th
Amber's POVI tilted my head slightly, wondering why Vincent had decided to work from home. Is he staying to monitor us?While I was still wondering, I heard an excited squeal.“Pumpkin!!”I turned around and saw Annabelle racing toward me. I got up and also raced toward her, and we collided halfway, holding each other in a tight hug as if we hadn't seen each other in the longest time.She pulled away from the hug, held my hand, and twirled me around.“Girl, you're glowing! Is this the pregnancy glow?”I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Knock it off. I simply had a good sleep.”I intertwined our arms and led her back to the living room, where Ethan was already waiting for us.“Hi, Ethan,” I greeted him.“Hi,” he replied, his eyes avoiding my gaze, which made me frown, and I gave Annabelle a questioning look, but she shrugged her shoulders.I narrowed my eyes and looked suspiciously between them. Something must have happened last night during Ethan's drunken state, but what could it be? Did
Amber's POVMy words were left unfinished, and I froze as soon as I stepped foot into the kitchen. Holy moly, I almost screamed at the sight before me. My mouth hung open in shock as I watched Vincent, whose shirtless back was facing me while he cooked. He was completely unaware of my presence.My eyes shamelessly trailed from his broad shoulders and muscular back to his narrow waist, which made him look like one of those gym instructors who can easily get any woman to cheat on her partner. Every movement he made caused his muscles to shift and flex, and when he lifted the frying pan and flipped a pancake, the muscles in his back tightened, the lines of his back became more pronounced, and for a split second, I was tempted to reach out and feel them.If only we were a loving couple, I'd have gone over and hugged him from behind and buried my face in his back, but unfortunately, we're far from being that.I coughed lightly to announce my presence before I fell into temptation, but that







