LOGINHe brought out his phone, tried texting her but the message didn't deliver. He could only guess she blocked him, after the venom in her voice last night, the way she’d shut him out so completely. The rejection stung deeper than he wanted to admit, carving out a hollow space inside him that no amount of family support could immediately fill. “Son, you want her? Get her,” Mrs. Harrington said firmly, her eyes sparkling with quiet conviction. “Trust me when I tell you, she’s worth the risk.” Knox raised an eyebrow, surprised by her intensity, he sat down, facing his parents. “You keep talking like you’ve known her from somewhere,” Mr. Harrington interjected, sounding just as confused as Knox felt. Even Knox was taken aback by how persistently his mother championed Kendra. It was as if she had some secret insight he wasn’t privy to. “Yes, we met once at a mall,” Mrs. Harrington replied smoothly, waving a hand as if it were nothing important. “And she was nice to me. I won’t go
Knox sat there, momentarily dumbfounded, the innocent question from his young son hanging heavily in the air like an unspoken challenge. Liam's words..."When will I get a mommy?"...echoed in his mind, stirring up a storm of emotions he tried hard to keep buried. This wasn't the first time his boy had asked him about having a mother. Every time he asks, it tugged at Knox's heartstrings, a painful reminder of the family he'd once dreamed of but lost. He knows how life is without a mother, he's been there and he doesn't want his son to go through the same phase. Liam deserved a mother, someone warm and loving who would cherish him the way every child should be cherished. But Yvonne is not the one, her chapter was closed forever. She would never be part of their lives again. "Very soon, my boy. You'll meet Mommy very soon," Knox replied softly, forcing a reassuring smile as he ruffled Liam's hair. The little boy's face brightened instantly. He leaned in and planted a wet, ent
Kendra stared at the glowing screen of her phone, her thumb hovering just above the answer button. The name "Knox" flashed insistently, each ring cutting through the quiet of her bedroom like a knife. Her heart pounded with a mix of confusion and rising anger. After what they shared, the sex, the late-night talks, the way he'd made her feel seen again, she couldn't believe what she just discovered. He was married. All this time. She finally swiped to answer, but said nothing. Just held the phone to her ear, breathing shallowly, waiting.“Kendra…” His voice came through, deep and concerned, the same voice that had whispered sweet nothings to her this night.“Do not call me ever again, you son of a bitch!” she said, the words exploded out of her before she could stop them, laced with raw hurt and betrayal. She jabbed the end call button with trembling fingers, her chest tight as if someone had squeezed all the air from her lungs. She tossed the phone onto the nightstand and sank b
“You’re beautiful.” Knox’s voice wrapped around Kendra like warm silk. She smiled, her expression soft and instinctive, her cheeks still flushed. For a moment, something stirred deep inside her—a flutter of genuine affection, a pull toward comfort and closeness that felt dangerously right. But then the voice screamed in her head: *Do not forget what Richard did to you!* The smile disappeared instantly. Kendra snapped back to her senses and looked away quickly, staring out the passenger window as the city lights blurred past. She almost forgot herself again, almost let the warmth of the evening lull her into that familiar ease. That was just the kind of person she was—someone who got comfortable too quickly, too deeply, at the smallest show of kindness. It was exactly how Richard had blindsided her. She had mistaken his reliance on her wealth for love, pouring millions into their love life while he used her as a safety net and kept Freya waiting in the wings. Kno
Knox dropped his family off at the family mansion. The grand gates closed behind them with a heavy clang. Without wasting time, he drove straight toward Kendra’s mansion. His mind was fixed on her. He needed to talk after the tense events of the night. He didn’t get to talk to her personally because of his family, they're already disturbing him to get married, if he talks to Kendra in front of them, they would start assuming what's not true.He dialed her number while driving. The phone rang several times, but she didn’t pick up. With a groan, Knox halted outside her mansion, turned off the engine. He stepped out of the car and dialed again. This time, she answered right away.“Hey, I can see you're waiting for me,” Kendra said quickly. “Hold on. You'll see me now.” She ended the call before he could reply.Knox straightened his tie with care. He leaned back against his car in a relaxed pose. The cool night breeze brushed against his skin. A minute later, Kendra stepped out of t
Richard’s heart hammered against his ribs as he gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white. Images flashed through his mind: Freya hurt, bleeding, taken. He loved her with a ferocity that scared even him sometimes. She was his escape, his fire, the one person who made the weight of his crumbling empire feel bearable. The mansion loomed ahead, its wrought-iron gates gleaming under the setting sun. He slammed the brakes, the car skidding to a halt inches from the entrance. His driver, ever professional, slid into the seat without a word as Richard stepped out and walked inside. “Freya!” His voice echoed through the marble foyer, raw with panic. Silence answered him. She must be upstairs. He took the grand staircase two steps at a time, nearly tripping over the edge of the Persian rug. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his tailored suit feeling suffocating. His face was etched with worry lines—deep furrows that aged him beyond his twenty eight years. Business failures, mounting
In the third year of her marriage, Kendra Thompson discovered that her husband was cheating on her. Not only that, she found out he was cheating on her with her best friend. The woman she trusted more than anyone. The woman who had stood beside her on her wedding day, smiling and holding her bouq
He laughed, settling back but not breaking the connection. Kendra’s mind raced with inner thoughts. “Who is this guy? I know nothing about him. Not his last name, not his story, not why he’s looking at me like I’m the only woman in the world right now. Richard destroyed me, and here I am, diving h
Mrs Harlan and Chef Amara both sighed as she walked out.“I pray she heals one day, she has lost her parents and now she just got divorced.” Chef amara remarked.“I really think she's trying her best to be fine but nothing is helping at all.”Kendra opened the heavy front gate, the cool night air b
Elena brightened. “I’d love to. Should we go to Aurelia Grand Mall? Your mother’s place always has the best options.” “Perfect,” Kendra said. They tidied up the last bits together, then headed out.Employees watching her as she walked with Elena, bodyguards trailing behind them.In the car, the







