CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY - EIGHT

“Take me home.

That was the last thing Ethan said before he was unconscious. Keren had to call for the help of the receptionist so they could carry Ethan to the car. By the time they got downstairs, the driver was already in his seat, waiting to move. They managed to put Ethan into the car, the receptionist went back to her work station and everyone was worried, wondering what was happening to their boss. They thought he fainted but the receptionist had to tell them that the boss was under a lot of stress and he needed rest.

Ethan was in the back seat with Keren; he was sleeping deep. Keren couldn't get her eyes off him; she wished she could touch his hair so she could do that. Tears rolled down her face when she thought about her late fiance. She looked outside the window so no one would see her crying.

Shortly after, they got to the mansion and Keren was left in amazement. She couldn't believe her eyes; she couldn't believe the edifice standing tall in front of her. When the driv