In a stunning twist of fate, the life of a billionaire hedge fund is turned upside down when Alison, the woman who saved his son's life, awakens from a 10-day coma believing she is not only his wife but also the loving mother of his children. The bo...
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Jake
The rest of our days in the countryside were great. The English heatwave arrived while we were there, and we did not encounter one day of gloomy rain. Alison took brilliant photos for her spring project and worked for hours in the lavender fields.
What I loved the most were the pictures she took with the sunset light, and I picked the best photos for my office. Alison said she would work on them at school before sending them to print and frame.
I went on a horseback ride with her, but she feared the animals at the Estate. I do not think Alison had grown up around animals where she lived. And I wondered if she would really enjoy having a dog in the house.
Nanny Williams was the only thing that disturbed my days because, like my father, I had to keep her away from Alison. But for my luck, Alison had no clue what Nanny was saying because of her strong Welsh accent. And I was so thankful for that because she mentioned Gracie several times and directly asked me why I picked Alison over Gracie.
That day, I rode my horse for hours in the fields. I needed to clear my mind and stop thinking about Gracie. All Nanny's talking was messing with my head. Gracie is long gone from my life and the boys'.
Once again, we found ourselves in New York with everything back where it belonged. However, this morning, when I dropped Alison off at the clinic, I never expected to find a new ticking bomb that would soon explode in my face.
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Alison
"Sunny? Sunny, is that you?" A middle height with light brown hair, thin lips and dark blue eyes stopped before me.
I gave a polite shake of my head. "I'm sorry. You must be mistaken. That isn't my name."
The man threw his head back, laughing. "I'm aware of that, Ali."
"Sorry, I must take this train." I tried to pass, and he stepped in front of me again, stopping me.
"What's up with you? Now, we no longer know each other just because you wear pretty clothes and have a new haircut?" He scanned me up and down and rolled his eyes. "God knows you needed one. You never liked to cut it before."
I frowned at his rudeness. What was he talking about? Who is this guy? I just want to take the train and go home to my kids.
He noticed my face was unhappy, and I walked in the other direction to catch my train.
The man came running and screaming after me. "Sunny, it's me, Patrick Stormy. Don't you remember me anymore?" He seemed hurt that I did not recognise him.
Is he a friend from before the accident? Jake never talked about the friends we had while living in New York. He stopped again before me, blocking my train, and I saw it leaving the station.
