Rebecca’s POVI sat alone in my bedroom, sipping my tea slowly while staring out the window. The moonlight poured in through the curtains, but I felt nothing but rage deep inside me. That girl… that low-class nobody… Brielle. How dare she walk into my son’s life and ruin everything I had planned for years?I set my cup down gently and sighed. “I will have to arrange Emily’s marriage as soon as possible,” I whispered to myself. “It’s time to clean this house, clean this bloodline.”I stood and walked slowly to my dresser, opening a drawer filled with old letters and photos, memories of a time when I was the one in control. When nobody dared question me.“But first,” I said coldly, “I need to play nice. I need to pretend to be sweet and understanding to that bitch, Brielle.”I smirked. “Yes… I’ll smile to her face, talk gently, maybe even rub her belly and ask about the baby, but behind her back, I’ll be planning. She won’t even know what hit her. That baby will never be born. She doesn
Brielle’s POVI sat on the couch, holding my breath as the door closed softly behind Albert’s mother. The scent of the soup she made still lingered in the room, but I couldn’t touch it. My stomach twisted, not from hunger, but from confusion.She smiled at me. She hugged me. She even called me daughter.Was this real? Or just another trick?I kept staring at the soup, still unsure of everything, when Albert walked down the stairs. He looked calm, relieved even.“She really changed, Brielle,” Albert said, sitting beside me. “Did you see her? I’ve never seen her like that before. I think… Having a grandchild has always been her biggest wish. That’s why she was always so cold. Now that she believes you’re pregnant, she has finally let go.”I turned my head slowly, looking into his eyes. “Albert… What do we do now? You and I both know I’m not pregnant. How long can we pretend? What if she finds out the truth?”Albert became quiet. His eyes didn’t move from mine. Then he gently held my han
Rebecca’s POVI sat quietly in my room, sipping my tea and pretending to be calm. But my mind was burning with questions. I picked up my phone and dialed Albert’s number. I needed to pretend. I needed to act like a loving mother, concerned about my son’s wife. “Hello, Albert,” I said sweetly when he picked up.“Hi, Mom,” he replied. His voice sounded tired and low.“I just wanted to check on Brielle,” I said, making my voice soft and worried. “She didn’t look too well when I left your house. I’ve been thinking about her all evening.”Albert sighed on the other end. “Actually… we had to rush her to the hospital shortly after you left.”I sat up straight, my eyes narrowing. “What? What happened?”“She collapsed,” Albert explained. “But don’t worry. She’s getting better now. The doctors are taking good care of her.”I held my breath, then said carefully, “And the baby? Is the baby okay?”He paused for a second, then answered, “Yes. Both Brielle and the baby are fine. The doctors were a
Rebecca’s POVAs I sat by Brielle’s bedside, pretending to check on her, I could barely keep my thoughts in one place. I smiled at her, asked how she was feeling, nodded as she thanked me for the flowers, but none of that mattered to me. I wasn’t here for her. I was here to watch. To observe. To plan.When I finally left the hospital room, I headed straight for my car, slamming the door shut harder than I meant to. My blood was boiling.Emily.She thinks I don’t know. She thinks she’s clever. But I saw the way her hands shook when I asked why she was here. She wasn’t just checking on Brielle. Something else was going on.And I had a very strong feeling it had to do with him.Nicholas.That useless boy, Diana’s cousin. I never liked the way he looked at Emily. Too familiar. Too comfortable. And now, even after all my warnings, Emily was still sneaking around with him behind my back.I started the engine but didn’t drive off.No. This had gone too far.I couldn’t allow Emily to ruin eve
Emily’s POVI looked at Nicholas’s message again and again under the table.“We need to talk. Urgent. Don’t let anyone see this.”My hands started to sweat. My heart was racing faster than it should. I couldn’t sit here any longer.“John,” I said softly, interrupting him in the middle of a sentence. “I’m really sorry, but something urgent just came up. I have to go.”His smile dropped. “Now? But we just…”“I know, I know,” I said, standing quickly. “It’s really important. I’ll explain later, I promise.”I grabbed my purse and walked out before he could ask more questions. I didn’t even wait for the waiter to bring the bill. I texted John a quick sorry as I rushed to get a cab.The whole ride to Nicholas’s new place, I couldn’t sit still. What was so urgent? Was something wrong? Or… was it about us?By the time I reached, my heart was thumping like crazy.Nicholas opened the door before I could even knock. His eyes softened the moment he saw me.“You came,” he said.“Of course I came.
Brielle’s POVI stared at the message on my phone for a long time. My chest felt tight, like something heavy was pressing on it. I couldn’t breathe right.She’s tired of pretending. She’s asking about you again.My hands were shaking as I picked up the phone and dialed my sister’s number. She answered almost immediately.“Brielle?” she said softly.“Yeah, it’s me,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.“You saw my message?”“I did,” I said. “I… I’ll come around this week. I need to. I need to see her. I’ll spend more time with her.”There was silence on the other end, and then I heard my sister sigh.“She misses you, Brie. She keeps drawing pictures of you. She keeps asking when her ‘real mommy’ is coming. It’s getting hard to keep lying.”I wiped a tear from my cheek. “I know. I’m sorry. I’ve just been so caught up in everything. With Albert. With this new baby. With everything going wrong…”“Does he know?” she cut in.I swallowed hard. “No. Not yet.”“Brielle…”“I’ll tell him
Brielle’s POVThe drive to my family home was quiet, but not in a bad way. Just peaceful. Albert kept one hand on the wheel and the other gently tapping to the soft music playing in the background. I looked out the window, feeling a mix of emotions.I was going home.But this time, I wasn’t going alone.As soon as we arrived, I opened the car door and stepped out, stretching a little. The air here smelled different. It smelled like childhood… like memories.Just as I bent to grab my bag from the back seat, I noticed Albert heading straight for the trunk. I raised my brows, confused, until I saw him pulling out his own luggage.“What are you doing?” I asked, watching him throw a strap over his shoulder.He glanced at me with a smirk. “Bringing my things inside.”“When did you even pack?”He shrugged like it was nothing. “You were busy getting ready, so I quietly packed mine too. I didn’t want to tell you. I thought it’d be a nice surprise.”I laughed softly. “You’re unbelievable. So yo
Brielle’s POVAfter dinner, I could feel the tension in the air like thick smoke. My heart was still racing from the way Albert looked at Sophia. I hadn’t planned for things to happen like that. I wanted to explain it all in my own time, not like this.Albert was still sitting with my parents in the living room. Mama was trying to change the topic, talking about her garden and the neighbors, but I could see the storm in Albert’s eyes. He hadn’t said a word since Sophia called me Mommy.I quickly excused myself and walked toward the room Sophia had been staying in. My hands were shaking. I knew I had to explain everything soon, but first, I needed to calm Sophia. Maybe she was just excited and tired.I opened the door and stepped inside.“Sophia?” I called gently.She was lying on the small bed, curled up in her pink pajamas. Her teddy bear was by her side. But something felt wrong. I walked closer and placed my hand on her cheek.My heart dropped.She was burning up.“Oh my God,” I wh
ALBERT’S POVThe day at the office dragged longer than I expected.Meetings, reports, endless handshakes. But the whole time, I wasn’t focused. My mind kept drifting to Brielle,how quiet she had been since Diana came back. After work, I told the driver to take me to the hospital.I needed to make a quick appearance. Diana was still the woman carrying my child at least, that’s what she claimed.When I walked into her hospital room, she was sitting upright, touching her belly and pretending to look weak.I stepped in and stood near the door."I came to check on you," I said. My voice was flat. Cold. No emotion."Are you sure you can stay? Because I’m leaving right away."Diana’s eyes widened, like she didn’t expect me to say that.She quickly turned to the nurse who had just walked in with a tray."Please, nurse… can I go home with my husband? I’m really feeling better now."The nurse blinked, confused."Oh? Well, if you’re feeling better, I’ll go get the doctor to confirm."She walked
Albert’s POVI didn’t say a word the whole ride to the hospital.Diana sat beside me, holding her stomach and pretending to wince every now and then. I knew her type. Drama queens who’d use a scratch to get attention.When we reached the hospital, the driver stopped.Diana looked at me with hopeful eyes, waiting for me to help her out.But I didn’t move.I stared straight ahead and spoke coldly.“Get down. The nurses will assist you.”“Albert…” she whispered.“Driver, let’s go,” I said sharply.The driver didn’t wait. As soon as Diana stepped one foot out, he drove off.I leaned back in the seat and loosened my tie. I had more important things to think about—like work… and how to make Brielle's life more difficult.She wanted to play the good wife now? Fine. But I wasn’t forgetting what she did. I wasn’t forgetting how she lied… and made me feel like a fool in my own home.Now, it was my turn.I pulled out my phone and looked at the hidden camera footage from the house, the one she di
Albert’s POVBrielle walked into the room slowly, like a woman whose whole world had fallen apart. Her face looked pale. Her eyes were dull. She wasn’t crying, but the sadness in her was louder than any tears.I didn’t care. Or at least, I told myself that I didn’t.I watched her walk past me like a ghost. That necklace used to shine on her neck like a promise. Now it was gone, just like the trust I once had in her.“Get yourself a blanket,” I said coldly. “You’re sleeping on the floor. I can’t share my bed with a betrayal.”She stopped, looked at me for a second, then nodded weakly and turned to get the blanket.But as she took a step, I noticed her body sway. She was about to fall.Without thinking, I moved fast and caught her in my arms before she hit the ground.For a moment, everything went still.Her face was inches from mine.Our eyes locked.Her lips trembled, but she didn’t say a word.My heart skipped for a reason I didn’t understand or didn’t want to understand. I leaned in
Albert's POVThe moment I walked through the front door, I was tired. Tired of work, tired of thinking, tired of everything.But what I wasn’t ready for… was seeing Brielle standing in the living room, waiting.Her eyes lit up when she saw me, but behind that light, I could see something else—fear.“You left,” she said quietly. “You didn’t even wait for me.”I dropped my keys on the table and said nothing.“I know I was wrong, Albert. But I’m sorry. I really am. Please… what can I do for you to forgive me?”She took a step closer, eyes shining with tears.But before she could finish her sentence, a small voice broke the silence."Mom! Is that Daddy? Daddy is back!"I froze.I looked up and saw her.Sophie.The little girl I saw at Brielle’s family house. Jason’s child. The one Brielle hid from me.She ran down the stairs like she belonged in my house.And maybe she did now.Because Brielle had already brought her in.I leaned close to Brielle’s ear and whispered, my voice sharp and co
Albert’s POVI felt completely betrayed.Brielle looked me in the eye so many times and told me she loved me. But all along, she was hiding something so big… something I should’ve known from the beginning.That night, after what I found out at her family’s house, we didn’t say a single word to each other. I couldn’t look at her. I was angry. Hurt. Disappointed.She tried to explain, but I didn’t want to hear it. My heart was already in pieces.I didn’t sleep much that night. I just laid there, staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything, how I trusted her, how I defended her, and how she still lied to me.The next morning, I got up early and left without saying anything. I didn’t want to argue. I didn’t want more lies. I just needed to get away from her. I went straight to my estate, then to the office.But even at work, I couldn’t focus.I kept thinking about what she did.She didn’t trust me with the truth.What made it worse was remembering her birthday, the day Jason showed
Brielle’s POVI stared at Jason as he walked into my family’s house like nothing had happened, like he hadn’t abandoned me when I needed him the most.“What are you doing here?” I snapped, stepping in front of him. “Why did you come?”He smirked, clearly enjoying the tension he was creating. “Why can’t I be here?” he said, walking further inside without permission. “I saw you going into the house earlier, so I thought I’d stop by. Or… did I interrupt something?”His eyes flicked to Albert, who was standing to the side, completely still.Jason pulled out a small box and held it out toward me. “As a good lover, I brought you something. I thought maybe—”Before he could finish, my father’s voice cut through the air like a knife.“Jason, that’s enough,” he said firmly, rising from his seat. “You’re not welcome in this house. You were never welcome. Leave.”Jason glanced at my father, clearly not expecting to be thrown out so directly. “Mr. Julie, I just came to—”“You came to stir trouble
Brielle’s POVAfter dinner, I could feel the tension in the air like thick smoke. My heart was still racing from the way Albert looked at Sophia. I hadn’t planned for things to happen like that. I wanted to explain it all in my own time, not like this.Albert was still sitting with my parents in the living room. Mama was trying to change the topic, talking about her garden and the neighbors, but I could see the storm in Albert’s eyes. He hadn’t said a word since Sophia called me Mommy.I quickly excused myself and walked toward the room Sophia had been staying in. My hands were shaking. I knew I had to explain everything soon, but first, I needed to calm Sophia. Maybe she was just excited and tired.I opened the door and stepped inside.“Sophia?” I called gently.She was lying on the small bed, curled up in her pink pajamas. Her teddy bear was by her side. But something felt wrong. I walked closer and placed my hand on her cheek.My heart dropped.She was burning up.“Oh my God,” I wh
Brielle’s POVThe drive to my family home was quiet, but not in a bad way. Just peaceful. Albert kept one hand on the wheel and the other gently tapping to the soft music playing in the background. I looked out the window, feeling a mix of emotions.I was going home.But this time, I wasn’t going alone.As soon as we arrived, I opened the car door and stepped out, stretching a little. The air here smelled different. It smelled like childhood… like memories.Just as I bent to grab my bag from the back seat, I noticed Albert heading straight for the trunk. I raised my brows, confused, until I saw him pulling out his own luggage.“What are you doing?” I asked, watching him throw a strap over his shoulder.He glanced at me with a smirk. “Bringing my things inside.”“When did you even pack?”He shrugged like it was nothing. “You were busy getting ready, so I quietly packed mine too. I didn’t want to tell you. I thought it’d be a nice surprise.”I laughed softly. “You’re unbelievable. So yo
Brielle’s POVI stared at the message on my phone for a long time. My chest felt tight, like something heavy was pressing on it. I couldn’t breathe right.She’s tired of pretending. She’s asking about you again.My hands were shaking as I picked up the phone and dialed my sister’s number. She answered almost immediately.“Brielle?” she said softly.“Yeah, it’s me,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.“You saw my message?”“I did,” I said. “I… I’ll come around this week. I need to. I need to see her. I’ll spend more time with her.”There was silence on the other end, and then I heard my sister sigh.“She misses you, Brie. She keeps drawing pictures of you. She keeps asking when her ‘real mommy’ is coming. It’s getting hard to keep lying.”I wiped a tear from my cheek. “I know. I’m sorry. I’ve just been so caught up in everything. With Albert. With this new baby. With everything going wrong…”“Does he know?” she cut in.I swallowed hard. “No. Not yet.”“Brielle…”“I’ll tell him