Juliet's POV"Mommy," a tiny, soft voice rang in my ear as I drifted out of sleep, turning to the other side. Letting the sleep in my eyes take over once more, I sighed. I needed rest and I needed it, badly.After James dropped me off and I got into the house, I made my way to my room, thinking I would fall into bed and sleep without giving another thought to my encounter with James. But I found myself reliving the moment of the kiss over and over in my head until I finally dozed off."Mommy, it's time for school," Jace’s voice pierced into my skull. My eyes fluttered open to see him sitting close to me on the bed, his mouth leaning near my ear."Jace?" I asked, as if I were dreaming, sitting up slowly. He shifted, staring at me."Oh, my baby," I muttered, glancing toward the clock on the nightstand. It was 9 o'clock, and Jace was already dressed in a blue polo shirt and black jeans. I stood up from the bed, shoving my hand into my hair to push it back as I walked into the bathroom to
• Juliet’s POV •I let out a heavy breath as I relaxed into the car seat, my thoughts spiraling out of control. For a moment, I genuinely believed I was going to get a migraine. After all the effort I’d put into convincing Jace, even going as far as bribing him with his favorite ice cream, he finally walked into his new school without saying a word as he licked his favorite ice creamBut what kept echoing in my mind was a question I couldn’t shake. Was I doing the right thing?As Eric pulled into the parking lot of my company, I took a deep breath and reminded myself not to let Jace’s resistance to the school change distract me from work and told myself that, with time, he would adjust.I stepped out of the car as Eric began listing the day’s agenda.“First, we’ll check out customer reviews, then see what’s going on in the packaging area, review the investor contract deal, check sales reports, and lastly…” He glanced down at his tablet before looking at me just as the entrance doors s
•Juliet’s POV•I opened my mouth to speak, but instead, my eyes fluttered shut as his thumb brushed against my lips. His breath fanned my cheeks as he leaned in, his lips grazing mine softly.The creaking sound of the door snapped me back to reality. I hesitantly pulled myself away from James and turned toward the door, only to find Eric standing there, frozen like a statue. His jaw dropped into a perfect circle and his eyes widened to the size of saucers.“I’m sorry,” Eric apologized, turning to leave, but I stopped him immediately. James walked over and took the chair opposite me.“If you have something to tell me, don’t hesitate,” I muttered, letting the tangled feeling in my chest settle as I sank into my chair. Eric stepped forward hesitantly, his gaze flicking from James to me. Even without him speaking, I could see the questions piling up in his mind.“I’ve checked the customer reviews, and I’d like you to take a look,” Eric said as he placed a blue file on my desk. “About the
•Edward's POV•"I'm sorry, Eddy," Raya apologized again as I parked in front of her mother’s mansion. "This means a lot to me, and if it didn’t, I wouldn’t have listened to my mother.""You don’t have to explain anymore, Raya," I said quietly, my gaze fixed on the windshield. "You’ve made your decision. There’s nothing I can do to change it now.""No, Eddy, please, you have to understand," she cried, her voice trembling as her eyes welled up with tears. She reached for me, but I still wouldn’t look at her. I couldn’t.The words were lodged in my throat. How could I tell her I was exhausted from everything? That whatever bond we had was dragging me down? I didn't want her to react dramatically like she always does. Things were already bad enough.I stayed silent in the car, letting her fill the silence with broken explanations and sniffles. Her hand found mine, warm and trembling, but I didn’t move, didn’t squeeze back. Even when her phone started blaring again, and she yanked it out a
•Juliet's POV•I sat on the bed next to Jace, watching him sleep peacefully. His small arms were wrapped tightly around his fluffy, cream-colored heart-shaped pillow.The day had been long, and I only wished it hadn’t ended the way it did.After we got into the car, I sat beside Jace, trying to cheer him up, but he didn’t say a word to me. His silence was deafening. It disturbed me so much that when I tried talking to him, he suddenly burst into tears, begging me to take him back to his other school.I’d tried to convince him otherwise, but he wouldn't listen. After dinner, he quietly asked if he could go to his room to sleep. I had simply nodded, and now, here I was, watching his chest rise and fall, my heart aching for him.I leaned over, pressed a soft kiss on his forehead, and stood up from the bed.As I walked down the stairs into the living room, I spotted Eric standing close to the three-seater couch. He was holding a mug and sipping from it, dressed in a white polo shirt and b
•Juliet’s POV•“Jace, my love,” I said happily as I pushed open the door to Jace's room and stepped inside. My eyes immediately darted to his bed, hoping to find him still curled up under the covers, that would explain why he hadn’t come to my room this morning to interrupt my sleep like he usually did.But the bed was empty.My heart skipped. “Jace?” I called softly, walking further in. No answer.I checked the bathroom. Empty. Then I moved to his walk-in closet, identical in style to mine, still nothing. His clothes were all neatly arranged on the rack, untouched.Confused and beginning to feel the first prickles of panic, I stepped out of the room, forcing myself to stay calm. Don’t jump to conclusions, Juliet. Don’t panic yet.Maybe he was in the kitchen with Mrs. Carl… or in the gym, watching Eric do his morning workout like he often do. I picked up my pace and rushed downstairs.The sweet, warm scent of vanilla hit me the moment I entered the kitchen. Mrs. Carl was just pulling
•Juliet's POV•"Mrs. Carl, can I please have a slice of your delicious cake?" Jace asked softly, standing close to the counter where the cake was cooling."Of course, my little prince charming," Mrs. Carl chuckled, picking up a plate and slicing into the moist cake. "But, I’m only giving you this if you promise me something."Jace tilted his head, curiosity lighting up his eyes. I stood quietly by the doorway, my heart swelling with joy at the sight of my happy son. Changing his school had been a mistake, one I wouldn’t repeat."What’s that, Mrs. Carl?" he asked.Smiling to myself, I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed Mrs. Bianca's number. I left the kitchen, heading to the couch and sitting down just as she answered.We spoke about Jace returning to school, and her excitement burst through the line. Her joy made my chest ache with relief, as I try not to think about Edward or the possibility of him coming to Jace school to see him again. After the call ended, I glanced at the
•Juliet’s POV•I followed her closely, glancing around the lounge at the people seated in pairs. Their soft, humming conversations added a sense of elegance to the space. My gaze drifted to a seat in the farthest corner, near the glass wall window. A man dressed in a black shirt and what appeared to be gray pants sat there alone. He was the only one in the lounge without a partner, and in that moment, I knew he was the one I was supposed to meet.The man had his back to the front entrance, where I had walked in with the waitress, so I couldn’t get a good look at his face. My heart jumped slightly, the weight of my decision settling in my gut as I silently asked myself if this was truly the right thing to do.Brushing the thought aside, I reminded myself that getting to know this guy was my priority. Then, I could introduce him to Jace and everyone attending the March party, including Edward. I could already picture the expression that would twist his face when I did. That alone gave m
•Juliet POV•I sat in the car, staring out the window, watching the streetlamps blur into streaks as night began to claim the city. My heart felt heavier than before, and Eric still hadn’t arrived. The longer I waited, the more awkward I felt. Sitting next to James in the dimly lit interior of his convertible didn’t help. He kept glancing at me, and his silence spoke volumes, loud, curious volumes.“Will you permit me to take you somewhere else, Juliet?” James’s voice broke the silence. It was soft, almost a whisper, yet carried an intensity that sent a flutter down my spine.I turned toward him sharply, my eyes widening slightly when they met his. The streetlight bounced off his face just enough to highlight the firm line of his jaw and the sincerity hidden behind those deep-set eyes.“Eric will be here soon,” I replied, my voice more unsure than I intended. “Maybe... maybe some other time.”James didn’t retreat. Instead, he leaned a little closer, resting one arm on the steering whe
•Juliet's POV•Why didn’t I know that Edward would go to such extreme lengths to prove his claim? First, he pretended to be someone else, and now he’s secretly undergoing a DNA test to prove Jace is his son.I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I walked out of the lounge hastily, anger and fear seeping into my bones. When I left New York years ago, I thought I’d never get involved in any drama relating to Edward or my family. I thought I was finally free to live my life and take care of my child. I never considered the consequences of coming back, and now everything I’ve spent four years nursing is on the brink of breaking, and Edward just might be the one to destroy it all.Once I was outside the lounge, I reached for my phone to call Eric. If only I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have asked him to leave or even encouraged this date.I bit my lower lip angrily as I brought the phone to my ear. “Eric, can you come pick me up now?” I said, my voice laced with anger. I was s
•Edward’s POV•I watched as Juliet walked hastily out of the lounge, her hand clutched tightly around her purse. I sighed deeply, the pain from the confrontation sinking into my chest like a vice clamping around my heart.Running my hand through my hair, desperation clouded my thoughts. This wasn’t how I had expected things to go. When I first saw the message on the dating site, about a desperate CEO looking for a man to play the role of a father for her child, I never imagined it would be Juliet.I thought it was just one of those women on dating sites, desperate and looking for someone to latch onto. But then the idea struck me that it might actually be Juliet. I did my research and eventually discovered that it was Eric who had been chatting on her behalf. I played my role well online, keeping it a secret, hoping it would give me the chance to talk to Juliet. To try to make her see just how much I regretted everything I’d done to her in the past.But things didn’t go the way I expe
•Juliet’s POV•I followed her closely, glancing around the lounge at the people seated in pairs. Their soft, humming conversations added a sense of elegance to the space. My gaze drifted to a seat in the farthest corner, near the glass wall window. A man dressed in a black shirt and what appeared to be gray pants sat there alone. He was the only one in the lounge without a partner, and in that moment, I knew he was the one I was supposed to meet.The man had his back to the front entrance, where I had walked in with the waitress, so I couldn’t get a good look at his face. My heart jumped slightly, the weight of my decision settling in my gut as I silently asked myself if this was truly the right thing to do.Brushing the thought aside, I reminded myself that getting to know this guy was my priority. Then, I could introduce him to Jace and everyone attending the March party, including Edward. I could already picture the expression that would twist his face when I did. That alone gave m
•Juliet's POV•"Mrs. Carl, can I please have a slice of your delicious cake?" Jace asked softly, standing close to the counter where the cake was cooling."Of course, my little prince charming," Mrs. Carl chuckled, picking up a plate and slicing into the moist cake. "But, I’m only giving you this if you promise me something."Jace tilted his head, curiosity lighting up his eyes. I stood quietly by the doorway, my heart swelling with joy at the sight of my happy son. Changing his school had been a mistake, one I wouldn’t repeat."What’s that, Mrs. Carl?" he asked.Smiling to myself, I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed Mrs. Bianca's number. I left the kitchen, heading to the couch and sitting down just as she answered.We spoke about Jace returning to school, and her excitement burst through the line. Her joy made my chest ache with relief, as I try not to think about Edward or the possibility of him coming to Jace school to see him again. After the call ended, I glanced at the
•Juliet’s POV•“Jace, my love,” I said happily as I pushed open the door to Jace's room and stepped inside. My eyes immediately darted to his bed, hoping to find him still curled up under the covers, that would explain why he hadn’t come to my room this morning to interrupt my sleep like he usually did.But the bed was empty.My heart skipped. “Jace?” I called softly, walking further in. No answer.I checked the bathroom. Empty. Then I moved to his walk-in closet, identical in style to mine, still nothing. His clothes were all neatly arranged on the rack, untouched.Confused and beginning to feel the first prickles of panic, I stepped out of the room, forcing myself to stay calm. Don’t jump to conclusions, Juliet. Don’t panic yet.Maybe he was in the kitchen with Mrs. Carl… or in the gym, watching Eric do his morning workout like he often do. I picked up my pace and rushed downstairs.The sweet, warm scent of vanilla hit me the moment I entered the kitchen. Mrs. Carl was just pulling
•Juliet's POV•I sat on the bed next to Jace, watching him sleep peacefully. His small arms were wrapped tightly around his fluffy, cream-colored heart-shaped pillow.The day had been long, and I only wished it hadn’t ended the way it did.After we got into the car, I sat beside Jace, trying to cheer him up, but he didn’t say a word to me. His silence was deafening. It disturbed me so much that when I tried talking to him, he suddenly burst into tears, begging me to take him back to his other school.I’d tried to convince him otherwise, but he wouldn't listen. After dinner, he quietly asked if he could go to his room to sleep. I had simply nodded, and now, here I was, watching his chest rise and fall, my heart aching for him.I leaned over, pressed a soft kiss on his forehead, and stood up from the bed.As I walked down the stairs into the living room, I spotted Eric standing close to the three-seater couch. He was holding a mug and sipping from it, dressed in a white polo shirt and b
•Edward's POV•"I'm sorry, Eddy," Raya apologized again as I parked in front of her mother’s mansion. "This means a lot to me, and if it didn’t, I wouldn’t have listened to my mother.""You don’t have to explain anymore, Raya," I said quietly, my gaze fixed on the windshield. "You’ve made your decision. There’s nothing I can do to change it now.""No, Eddy, please, you have to understand," she cried, her voice trembling as her eyes welled up with tears. She reached for me, but I still wouldn’t look at her. I couldn’t.The words were lodged in my throat. How could I tell her I was exhausted from everything? That whatever bond we had was dragging me down? I didn't want her to react dramatically like she always does. Things were already bad enough.I stayed silent in the car, letting her fill the silence with broken explanations and sniffles. Her hand found mine, warm and trembling, but I didn’t move, didn’t squeeze back. Even when her phone started blaring again, and she yanked it out a
•Juliet’s POV•I opened my mouth to speak, but instead, my eyes fluttered shut as his thumb brushed against my lips. His breath fanned my cheeks as he leaned in, his lips grazing mine softly.The creaking sound of the door snapped me back to reality. I hesitantly pulled myself away from James and turned toward the door, only to find Eric standing there, frozen like a statue. His jaw dropped into a perfect circle and his eyes widened to the size of saucers.“I’m sorry,” Eric apologized, turning to leave, but I stopped him immediately. James walked over and took the chair opposite me.“If you have something to tell me, don’t hesitate,” I muttered, letting the tangled feeling in my chest settle as I sank into my chair. Eric stepped forward hesitantly, his gaze flicking from James to me. Even without him speaking, I could see the questions piling up in his mind.“I’ve checked the customer reviews, and I’d like you to take a look,” Eric said as he placed a blue file on my desk. “About the