Echoes Of The Heart

Chapter Fourty

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Liebehain had swiftly gained recognition as one of the most sought-after resorts in the picturesque region of Scottsdale, Arizona. Stephlon, the dedicated manager, found herself constantly engrossed in a whirlwind of activities, ensuring that each and every guest experienced an unforgettable time. With a flurry of tasks at hand, her days were brimming with energy and excitement.

Embracing her role as an expectant mother, Matilda radiated a certain glow as she seamlessly embodied the essence of pregnancy. The joy and anticipation that danced across her face betrayed the subtle changes her body was undergoing. Meanwhile, Gunther, the king of the business world, embarked on a journey of conquering diverse business territories throughout the country. Despite his insanely packed schedule, a glimmer of contentment danced within his eyes, and his stamina seemed only to grow with each new challenge.

Within the cozy haven of their home, Matilda reclined beside Stephlon, who was deeply engrossed in a phone conversation with Gunther. Matilda, donning her reading glasses, sought solace in an enthralling book that enveloped her senses. The characters and storyline intertwined seamlessly, breathing life into a world that transported her far beyond the confines of reality. Lost in the embrace of words and passion, Matilda found respite and serenity within the pages of her heart bidding read.

In the dimly lit bedroom, Stephlon sat next to the phone, her face lighting up with a delighted smile as she listened to the smooth, charming voice of the man on the other end. Her eyes sparkled with dreamy fascination, and her cheeks blushed with the sheer pleasure of their conversation.

As the man on the other end spoke, Stephlon teased him about missing her. It had been four long weeks since he'd left, traveling to ensure the success of his various businesses and ventures. Stephlon rolled over onto her side, gazing out at the full moon casting its faint glow into the darkened room through the curtains.

"Yes, I do miss you," Gunther replied, sitting on a comfortable couch. His white dress shirt was rolled up to his sleeves, and his tie was loosened around his neck. His hair fell in soft curls around his eyes, giving him a tousled, but endearing appearance. Despite his weariness, his eyes shone with a brightness that revealed the fulfillment he found in his present life. It was a far cry from the challenges of the past; he was now experiencing the best time of his life.

Although they weren't physically together as they would have preferred, their souls felt intimately intertwined, as if they were merged into a single entity even from miles apart. Their love grew stronger with each passing day, defying the physical distance between them.

As night transitioned to day, Stephlon busied herself making sure that everything was proceeding according to plan. Her long, golden-brown hair shimmered in the sunlight, bestowing her with an ethereal beauty as she stood in her flowing summer dress. She sipped her morning coffee, soaking in the warmth of the sun.

A firm knock on the door disrupted the tranquility of the room, prompting Stephlon to invite the person inside. Her new assistant, with her hair neatly tied in a bun, entered the room. As she took her seat, Stephlon eagerly awaited the reports with a smile on her face.

"Ma'am, you have a guest," Rebecca, her secretary, informed her with a smile. Stephlon, taken aback, silently dismissed her, curious about the unexpected visitor. She couldn't help but wonder who it might be, as she wasn't anticipating anyone at that moment.

Stephlon went down with her cup of coffee still in her hand as she sipped on it while she made a mental check on the stuffs that needed her attention, her free hand tapped on her side as hummed a song trying to get her mind of a load of stressful work she knew she had to attend to.

Of course someone coming to see her without making her aware kept a whole load of stress on her also, she wished she was aware and mentally prepared for the guest. She walked out of the elevator with her lips on her cup sipping on her coffee almost as if she took a dose of strength pill to get her through whatever was ahead.

The workers all walked around doing their work, smiling at her and greeting her in respectful manner while she returned their gesture with a small smile of her own. One of the top desk lady walked up to her before taking her to the guest of hers that had come to see her.

Stephlon's eyes widened, all color had drained from her while her palm had gone sweaty once she saw the woman sitted in one of the most inconspicuous seats in the lobby, although she only saw her side profile that was partially covered with an ornament plant, she knew that woman from anywhere.

Her life had began to get more interesting, she smiled, the smile not reaching her eyes as she shook of the terror she once felt, her strides confident and purposeful this time as she swayed her hips.

Stephlon strolled down the hallway before getting into the elevator with her coffee in hand, savoring each sip as she mentally reviewed the things that needed her attention. She tapped her free hand against her side and hummed a tune, hoping to alleviate the stress of her impending workload.

The unexpected visitor only added to her stress; she wished she had been aware and mentally prepared for their arrival. Exiting the elevator, she continued to sip her coffee, almost as if she were taking a dose of strength to face whatever lay ahead.

As she made her way through the hallways and lobby, the workers greeted her respectfully, and she returned their gestures with a small smile. A top desk lady approached her and guided her to the guest who had come to see her.

"Miss Hamilton, she's here," the short desk woman announced as she guided Stephlon to the reception area of the lobby where visitors waited to be checked in. The room was less crowded, and in one corner, a woman sat at the most inconspicuous side. Her slim fingers were adorned with elegant rings, and her sharp blue eyes were watchful and calculating, observing everything around her with keen precision.

Stephlon’s eyes widened, her face draining of color and her palm becoming sweaty when she saw the woman seated in the lobby. Although her view of the woman was partially obscured by a potted plant, Stephlon recognized her instantly.

Her life suddenly became more interesting. Though her smile did not reach her eyes, she shook off the initial terror she felt and walked with confident, purposeful strides, her hips swaying as she approached the woman.

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