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.

chaos, smooth and

Emma hesitated.

of a win, but the paparazzi were closing in too

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

settled uneasily into Alexander's luxurious limousine, Emma's gaze swept across the interior and land on Annie, seated comfortably and with an air of entitlement that churned her stomach. Annie's presence was a thorn in her side,

hadn't expected Annie to be here, but deep down, she realized she should have. Annie was Alexander's girlfriend after all. She

of millions through the screen. But not Emma's. Emma was no fan; she

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 the surface. Annie's

and Emma wasn't about to indulge in

scoffed, her dark eyes locking with Annie's bright ones. "How am I feeling?" she repeated, her tone sharp enough to cut glass. "Let me guess. Me

a second, but she quickly

her voice quivering just enough to sound convincing. Why would you say such a

her chair slightly. "Don't play dumb with me. We both

Annie."

paled, the bravado of a minute ago melting. "Alexander," she said softly, her voice trembling as she turned to him. "Are

look up once. His fingers whirled around on the keyboard of his laptop. "I have work

in the sun. Outside, it was chaotic: paparazzi swarmed the entrance like bees to honey, cameras flashing incessantly as they

her nerves began to fray under the weight

the pair, escorting them group through hundreds of photographers and reporters. Questions were being thrown at them from every direction. Emma said nothing. She bit her jaw and

kept her head low

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