Chapter 8 - Converging Paths

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• I Came Back As A CEO   Chapter 32 - Returning The Nameplate

  Jessica pushed the door just in time, slipping through the gap before it swung shut behind her. She nearly collided with a couple walking in, but they didn’t even notice her—too busy chatting, heads leaned together. She kept going. In her hands was a cake box, held tightly and level. Inside was a small round cake—chocolate with pink rosettes, Nori’s favorite. Marina had baked it fresh that morning and even wrote “Happy 5th Birthday, Nori” on top in white icing. It wasn’t store-bought or fancy, but it was made with love. That mattered more. Good thing Marina let her leave early. Actually, Marina had told her to take the full day off. But Jessica insisted on working the morning shift. She didn’t want to look ungrateful. Marina was kind—too kind sometimes—and Jessica didn’t want to take advantage of that, even if today was her daughter’s birthday. They could celebrate tonight anyway. After groceries. After errands. Just the three of them. Maybe a balloon or two. Something quiet

• I Came Back As A CEO   Chapter 31 - A Little Celebration

  Outside the clinic window, Dominic’s car was still parked, engine running.He sat behind the wheel, one hand resting loosely on the steering wheel, the other drumming lightly on his thigh. His face, usually so unreadable, was now lit with anticipation. Every time the glass doors opened, his eyes flicked upward, searching.When Natalie finally stepped out, he straightened in his seat. She had the paper in her hand, her walk steady but slower than usual. The moment she spotted him, she smiled—a soft, hesitant thing that bloomed as she approached.Dominic quickly stepped out and rounded the car. “Hey,” he greeted, eyes scanning her face. “You okay? How was it?”Natalie nodded, holding the paper tighter. “It was great!” she said brightly, her voice a little too high. “But sad news—the baby’s still not visible. They said it’s just too early.”Dominic’s eyes widened a bit, and a crooked grin formed. “Too early, huh? Still, you got the ultrasound?”She held it out, and he took it carefully,

• I Came Back As A CEO   Chapter 30 – A Future That Doesn’t Exist Yet

  Chapter 30 – A Future That Doesn’t Exist YetNatalie sat in silence, her ears ringing. The room felt too still, like even the walls were holding their breath.Then her phone buzzed beside her.Dominic: “Hey, Nat! I’m outside. Can’t wait to see our little bean. ❤️”Her throat closed up.Her knees buckled.The towel in her hand dropped to the floor as she stumbled forward, the weight of the message too much to bear. She fell, not hard, but like her bones gave up. Like her chest cracked open.“No. No, no, no…” she sobbed, her hands covering her mouth. “He’s outside. He’s right outside.”Dr. Lee rushed to her side, crouching low, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.“Natalie, sweetheart,” she said softly.“What do I do?” Natalie’s voice was ragged. She looked up with tear-streaked cheeks, mascara bleeding down her skin. “Please. Tell me how to make it real.”Dr. Lee blinked, stunned. “Natalie…”“Please,” she cried. “You’ve been our doctor since I was a kid. You know me. You’re like family

• I Came Back As A CEO   Chapter 29 - Prenatal Check-Up

  Tuesday morning arrived soft and quiet, sunlight filtered through gauzy curtains as Natalie stood in front of her mirror holding a pale blue blouse against her chest. It was silk, with delicate buttons and a gentle curve at the waist. She paired it with tailored slacks, picturing herself sitting in Dr. Lee’s office, composed and glowing.

She tilted her body to the side, running her palm down her stomach. There was no bump yet, but she could imagine one. She smiled quietly to herself.

Then she sighed.

Dr. Lee’s voice from last night echoed in her mind. “Since you’re skipping the test kit and going straight to confirmation, I might need to do a transvaginal ultrasound. Wear something comfortable, something that lifts easily.”

Natalie stared at the outfit in her hands for a moment longer before gently placing it back on the bed. She stepped out of the slacks, unbuttoned the blouse, and folded them both with care.

She reached for the soft cotton dress hanging on her closet door.

As

• I Came Back As A CEO   Chapter 28 – Road Back to Seabrook

  It was already past two-thirty in the afternoon, and Natalie’s desk had never looked more perfect. Everything was in place. The reports were reviewed, emails answered, meetings canceled. Her calendar was clear. Even her coffee cup was rinsed and tucked back in its spot. But Dominic never came. She checked her phone again. No messages. No missed calls. Not from him. Not even from his assistant. She’d expected him after lunch. He didn’t say anything last night, but it felt unspoken—like something soft between them had finally started forming. But now, with the silence growing louder by the hour, that feeling began to shift. Twist. He’s done this before, she thought. But this time, it stings a little more. She stared at the elevator doors across the room, waiting for a sound, a shadow, a sign. Nothing. Natalie closed her laptop slowly. “Maybe he just needed space,” she murmured. “Or maybe I read too much into last night.” She reached for her planner, hesitated, then slid it

• I Came Back As A CEO   Chapter 27 – The Name on the Gold

  The quiet hum of late morning settled over Café Bliss. Most of the breakfast crowd had gone, and only a few regulars lingered by the windows with second cups of coffee or laptops open. Jessica liked this part of the day best, when the chaos faded and everything slowed to a rhythm she could breathe in. She wiped down the last table in the corner, humming faintly to herself. The booth had been occupied earlier, but she hadn’t had time to check beneath the cushions. As she crouched to sweep a few crumbs from the floor, her hand bumped into something hard and heavy, wedged under the seat. She paused. It wasn’t a wallet or phone. Whatever it was had a strange weight to it. Curious, she reached further under and pulled it out. A soft black cloth pouch, velvety and folded neatly at the edges. She frowned. Someone had left something important. She glanced around. No one was watching. Slowly, she unfolded the cloth. Her breath caught. It was a nameplate. Not plastic. Not steel.