Becoming Strangers Again by Lily

Chapter 91

LILY

Who would have imagined that my trip to New York would thrust me into such situation? I arrived with the simple intention of supporting Ryan as he got out of jail, yet now I find myself confronting the very real possibility of a prolonged jail term.

"I should head back, I announced abruptly, my mind already racing with thoughts of the boys and their disrupted lives. "The boys have already missed two days of school, and I need to get them back on track." Becky, who had been engrossed in her laptop, paused at my declaration, lifting her head to regard me with a silent gaze, "Yes, you should do that," she conceded quietly, her attention swiftly returning to her

screen,

Intrigued by her prolonged focus on her laptop, I couldn't help but lean in for a closer look. Frowning, I took in the contents. displayed on the screen, my brows furrowing in confusion. "What's this?" I asked. Caught off guard by my inquiry. Becky hesitated for a moment before responding. "You need a good lawyer, she stated matter-of-factly.-

My face hardened, and my lips pressed into a thin line. I refuse to entertain the idea of going to jail, I declared firmly, clinging to denial as a shield for my sons sake. It won't come to that

Becky paused, her full attention now fixed on me as she closed her laptop. "Ryan promised to handle the situation, and 1 want to believe him, she began, her voice filled with uncertainty "But this, she gestured towards her laptop, "this is a precautionary measure. The sooner we secure a good lawyer in case things escalate, the better for everyone involved

"It was a mistake," I mumbled, the weight of remorse heavy in my voice. "I never intended to harm her or cause her to lose her baby. It was all a regrettable error that I wish I could undo

"News flash honey, you can't undo what's been done," she stated firmly, her words a stark reminder of the irreversible nature of the situation. "All we can do now is play our cards wisely to avoid the worst- case scenario for the sake of your kids,"

Exhaling heavily, I sank back into my seat, feeling the weight of exhaustion settling over me. Closing my eyes, I couldn't help but wonder if fate harbored a vendetta against ine, continually hurling obstacles in my path.

"Should I attempt to visit her at the hospital again?" I pondered aloud, seeking Becky's counsel in my moment of desperation

"What good would that do?" Becky countered, her attention already diverted back to her laptop.

Turning to face her, I couldn't suppress a sense of frustration at her apparent indifference. "Maybe if she sees me humbling myself, if she witnesses the depth of my remorse, she might reconsider pursuing legal action against me or jeopardizing my professional license," I reasoned.

or self-flagellation will sway her," she declared with

"That woman's long-held desire to start a family with Ryan never materialized. She watched as he moved on and found happiness with you Then, just when she discovers she's

matter wur

hated to admit it. Becky's assessment was painfully accurate. This situation

inquired, breaking the heavy silence that enveloped us. I shook

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our encounter here in New York and his altercation with Ryan, I'd avoided any contact with him.

"But he might have

Lamborghini would be of any help right now," I retorted, my disdain for Jake's opportunistic nature obvious. The thought of relying on him for assistance was utterly repugnant to me; I'd sooner endure imprisonment than owe

chuckled softly, acknowledging the validity of

conversation, and one of Berky's household staff promptly answered it. In

forward instinctively. Racing into his embrace, I buried my face in his chest, overcome with emotion at

eves!

touch offering a sense of comfort and security. He pressed feather-light kisses against my neck, his breath warm against my

of food on the table. "Have you ladies eaten?"

lawyer. "That won't

up, surprise evident in her eyes. "You've convinced her to change her mind already?" she inquired, her

gnawed at me. There had to be more to this than meets the eye. "What did she want in exchange for dropping the case?" I pressed, my

forced smile in my direction. "She wants me,"

sip of juice, choked on her drink at Ryan's revelation, her eyes widening

mean by you?" I asked cautiously, the mere thought leaving a bitter taste in my throat. "She wants you

on my hand. I sensed there was more to his revelation than he was letting on. "She wants more than just us rekindling

heart sank as his words sank in. "What does she want, Ryan?"

the only way she'll drop the case and pretend like