Becoming Strangers Again by Lily

Chapter 88

RYAN

After managing to calm Lily downs, I couldn't shake the feeling that the seas more concerned about Stephanie than the jeopardy het career faced Given Stephanie's tenacity, I knew she wouldn't let this matter rest easily.

Sliding into my car, I dialed Angelo's mumber, and he answered promptly. "There's been an incident between Lily and Stephanie at the central mall parking lot. I need you to obtain the CCTV footage for the entire day, no matter the cost Secure a copy for me and ensure the original is deleted, I instructed briskly.

"Is everything alright?" Angelo inquired, histone laced with concern as he attempted to grasp the gravity of the situation.

"Just follow my instructions, Angelo," I replicil terely before ending the call

My plan at the moment is to make my way to the hospital, hopeful that conversation with Stephanie would help resolve the escalating conflict before it spiraled out of control.

AcFreached to start the car, a gentle tap on the window startled me. Turning, I saw Becky standing there, her expression serious. Opening the door, I stepped out, concern etched on my face. "Is everything alright?" I asked. Lily already fell adeep before I left, so everything should be fine with her.

Becky met my gaze with intensity. "How serious is the trouble she's in?" she asked bluntly, her tone brooking no evasion "And do you have what it takes to resolve it? Before I could respond, she raised a hand, silencing me with a firm gesture. "Give it to me straight, Ryan. I'm not Lily, and I'm not fragile. Don't sugarcoat the truth for my sake

"We will know how deep of a trouble she is in when I see the footage from the parking lot" I replied, "but even if she is in trouble, I am not letting Lily go to jail. I have been in jail, and I know how fucked up it is in there and I am not letting my woman to go through that shit

"And her license?" she asked, still not convinced that I will be able to get Lily out of this unscathed. "You are dealing with family of lawyers that clearly hates Lily. They will do everything to see her go through pain Will you be able to save her license?"

"I swear it, nothing is going to happen to Lily and her career."

She exhaled with relief. "I am sorry to say this Ryan, but this is all your fault. If you had really stayed away from Lily, she won't have Stephanie trying to confront her at any point and she wouldn't be in this mess."

As Becky's words sank in, I couldn't help but acknowledge the truth in her assessment. "I shouldn't have divorced her, I muttered ruefully, the weight of regret heavy in my chest.

Becky's nod of agreement only served to amplify my remorse. "Yes, you shouldn't have," she affirmed softly, her forced smile belying the gravity of the situation. "Tll trust you one more time, Ryan. Let's hope you don't let me down again." With that, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving me to grapple with my own thoughts.

vanish into the elevator, I lingered for a moment

I made a detour to the flower shop, selecting a delicate bloom for Stephanie as a token

I inquired after Stephanie's whereabouts. They didn't have to ask for my name because they already know who I am and know I am in the visitor's list. Thanking her for the information, I turned and headed towards Stephanie's ward, my footsteps

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punched the button for Stephanie's ward. As the elevator ascended, I couldn't help but notice my father's secmity detail stationed in the hallway, their

prestike.

by, I made my way to Stephanie's room, my footsteps echoing in the quiet corridor. Pausing at the door, I

a tentative smile, unsure of how to approach a woman who had just suffered such a profound loss Extending the bouquet of flowers towards her, I explained, brought these

eyes flicked from me to the flowers, her expression unreadable. I never imagined it would take me ending up in the hospital for you to bring

took a seat beside her on the bed, my concern evident in the furrow of my brow "How are you feeling? I inquired gently, hoping to offer some semblance of comfort. "I feel like I need a hug," she murmured, her voice choked

in me anymore.

wrapped my arms around her, offering what little solace I could in the face of her profound loss. "Im sorry, Steph," I whispered, my heart aching for her. "If

you

her face against my chest, and I held her close, allowing her to release her grief in the safety of my embrace. I gently stroked her back,

she pulled back, wiping her cheeks with a trembling hand. "I'm sorry I ruined your shirt," she apologized, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's fine." I reassured her, though my concern lay far beyond the state of my

her gaze fixed on her angers as she spoke. "She's going to face legal consequences for making me

solemn expression. What really happened?" I asked, eager

gaze narrowing as she awaited my response. "Did you come here because you genuinely don't know what happened,

"Steph, I'm not here to make excuses for anyone," I began carefully,

the room, disbelief etched on her features. "Seriously, Ryan?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with incredulity. "I've just lost our baby, and that's all you have to say? Brushing a stray strand of hair from her face, she continued, her tone laced with anger. "Well, news flash, I

is the loss of your baby, not the prospect of being sued. That should give you some insight into how deeply she regrets what happened" Stephanie's expression darkened as she

hoping to defuse the tension. "You both could sit down and have at conversation, find a way to resolve

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