PearBlossom

Gemma Liu is thick skinned, out going, and most importantly, she knows what she wants. She is the personal assistant for Charles Wen of Wen Technology. He also happens to be what she wants. 

The problem with that, however, is that Charles is immune to the charms of women—including her. He is cold, harsh, impatient, and people often leave his office in tears. That doesn’t deter Gemma in the least. She’s declared war on his heart of stone. 

Just when she thinks he’s finally succumbed to her charms, she finds herself in a precarious position. In a moment of fear she marries another man; a man loves her enough to salvage her reputation. The years pass and Gemma finds herself suddenly widowed with a child. Coming home to Shanghai, she feels defeated. 

Meanwhile, a tragic accident leaves Charles Wen disfigured and in need of long term and in-depth care. Gemma is ready to stay by his side and care for him but Charles is anything but happy about it. Unfortunately for him, his family thinks she’s the perfect person to be his caregiver...She’s the only woman not afraid to look upon him. His grandfather decides that Gemma must become the daughter-in-law of the Wen family. 

Charles says he will marry no one, because what woman would love a monster? Will he let down his guard long enough to give Gemma a chance? And can he accept the child that she adores? 

“I’ll Never Let You Go” is a story about the power of unconditional love forged by trial of fire.

I’ll Never Let You Go

Gemma and Henry left soon after the confrontation with her parents. While on the way to Henry's home he made a phone call instructing people to pack up Gemma's apartment and have everything brought to his home. 


  "I'm sorry for the inconvenience I've caused you." Gemma said again. 


  "I'm happy to do it, Gemma. You're my woman now. My wife. And that means it isn't your job to worry about whether something is an inconvenience. I'll take care of it." Henry assured her. 


  She nodded her head and then yawned. 


  "Growing a baby human is hard work. If you're tired. Come here." Henry said, opening his arms. Not needing to be asked twice, she nestled against him. She had not taken into account that she would fall asleep, but Henry just smiled down at her. 


  When they arrived at his villa he scooped her into his arms and carried her inside. Up the stairs to his—no, their bedroom. Just before he crossed the threshold into the bedroom, Henry's son, Justin stepped into the hallway. 


  "Dad, what are you doing there with an unconscious woman?" Justin asked with shock. But as he quickly approached, he felt all of a sudden that his heart was crushed. Betrayed by his father? Surely not. His father knew they'd unofficially matched Justin and Gemma as a couple years before. His father knew he had avoided other women in university because he carried a torch for Gemma. But his thoughts came crashing down around him. 


  "Justin, I can explain. Let me put Gemma to bed and we can talk." Henry began. 


  Justin laughed harshly. Talk? What was there to talk about? 


  "No! I'm not waiting" Justin said with raised voice. He took his wounded ego and ran down the stairs and out the front door. Henry heard the engine revving on Justin's sports car as he shot out on to the road. Henry sighed. He knew this part wouldn't go well. He could only hope that eventually Justin would forgive him. 


  Charles discreetly rubbed his temple and sighed. Business dinners. They were essential for building guanxi but sometimes he found them tedious. Wining and dining with prospective clients was part of the job, but not something he enjoyed. 


  He listened to the head of advertising pitch a spin. And tried to nod in all the right places. 


  Seeming out of nowhere he felt a hand on his inner thigh. He looked down to see the hand of the other company's secretary sliding upwards. By the time she reached her target he jumped up. 


  "Excuse me gentleman. I need to visit the gentleman's room. I'll be right back." Charles said. He rushed as though on fire. Some men would like that sort of thing, but for all his faults, that was not a way to do business in his opinion. And as soon as she had touched him, all he could see was Gemma's face. His heart, despite all his attempts at keeping women out, was broken. 


Broken Things