Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 151

Chapter 151

She had been confined in this hospital for six long weeks now, with the torture of physical recovery and, of course, the emotional turmoil Alexander brought in with his constant presence.

He had saved her from death, donated part of his liver to her, and paid for each single treatment she went through. Grateful though she was, all she could feel was an overwhelm of all he had done for her. she couldn't go on taking, taking his help and gift, not this way. "Babe," Jaden whispered urgently, snapping her out of her thoughts. "I will order for another ride as soon as possible."

She nodded while ignoring Alexander's gaze which was burning into her back. But before they could take another step, the sound of shouting and hurried footsteps from a distance froze them in place.

Emma turned her head sharply, and her heart sank.

Paparazzi!

A swarm of them flooded into the parking lot, cameras flashing and voices clamoring as they rushed toward her.

""Mrs. Black! Over here!"

"Are you really back to your health?!"

"Is it true that your ex-husband donated his liver for you?!

Panic coursed through her veins. The bright flashes blinded her, and their voices made it impossible to think. Jaden stepped protectively in front of her, shielding er from the onslaught, but it was clear they wouldn't make it back inside without being mobbed. "Damn it," Jaden muttered, looking around for an escape route.

the chaos, smooth

Emma hesitated.

refused to give in, refused to give him the satisfaction of a win, but the paparazzi were closing

arm and took off in a sprint toward the limousine. Alexander moved aside, opened the door, his face unreadable. Once she and Jaden were inside, Alexander hopped into the passenger seat, and Kevin,

on Annie, seated comfortably and

lips thinned into a straight line. She hadn't expected Annie to be here, but deep down, she realized she should have.

melt the hearts of millions through the screen. But not Emma's. Emma was no fan; she had seen the cracks behind Annie's facade. She knew the truth lurking beneath that polished exterior, and it only deepened her

said, her tone dripping with mock sweetness. "How are you feeling now? I do hope you're recovering well." Emma's chest constricted as anger simmered, bubbling just below

and Emma wasn't about to indulge

"How am I feeling?" she repeated, her tone sharp enough to cut glass.

a second, but she quickly recovered, her eyes darting to Alexander

talking about, she said, her voice quivering just enough to sound convincing. Why would you say

dumb with me. We both

Annie."

melting. "Alexander," she said softly, her voice trembling as she turned to him.

of his laptop. "I have work to do," he

hour, the limousine pulled up at the airport, its sleek body glistening in the sun. Outside, it was chaotic: paparazzi swarmed the entrance

sigh, clutching her bag tightly as her nerves began to fray under the weight

shield around the pair, escorting them group through hundreds of photographers and reporters. Questions

low as they

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