Masuk"Marry me, Cynthia. And this time... for real."His words hung in the air and a heavy silence preceded them. I felt a sudden rush of vertigo, as if the floor beneath my feet had turned into water. My mind, which had been in chaos, suddenly turned blank. I inhaled a deep breath when the silence became too suffocating. "Say something, Cynthia" Adrian grabbed my palms tightly. His eyes were full of hope. He has confessed his love before but it is for the first time that he has asked for marriage. I could see in his eyes that he just wanted to hear 'yes' this time. Of course, no one wants rejection. "I don't know, Adrian." I shook my head "A lot of things are going on in my head. I don't think I am in a position to make any big decisions right now"I thought Adrian would take a step back, but instead, he stepped forward, reducing the small gap between us. "You don't have the luxury of time, Cynthia. Once Lucien settles down, he will chase you again and you cannot fight Lucien alone.
When the man turned his head toward me, the vase almost slipped from my sweating palms as my knees turned to jelly.For a moment, my body froze. I blinked multiple times, unable to believe what I was seeing."Adrian?" I whispered.My voice was barely audible over the loud thudding of my heart.Adrian stood up straight and brushed the dust off his shirt while I placed the vase aside. He looked thinner, and his face was a bit paler than I remembered. Of course, he is back to his senses after a damn month.My body relaxed a bit, but my mind was still in shock. A long, shaky breath escaped my lips."You’re... you’re awake," I stammered, my eyes scanning him from head to toe to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. "How? I mean..." I swallowed and stepped further into the room."Are you not happy?" he asked."No! Adrian. I am happy that you are awake, but I am just a bit surprised. How did you get here? Did the hospital discharge you? Why didn't anyone call me?"My mind was reeling with quest
Without looking at Lucien again, I just started my car and drove away. My fists clenched the steering wheel tightly, and my eyes were fixed on the road as I felt pure rage pulsing through my veins. I couldn't believe Lucien's incompetence to stand up for his own daughter. He just watched his father and that plastic doll, Sophia, treat our daughter like a mistake that needed to be erased.Earlier, I used to feel bad about how his father had molded him, but today what he did was his own mistake. He would have to understand that he is no longer that small kid whom his father used to abuse. Contributing a sperm doesn't make you a father. It comes up with a lot of responsibilities. How could he listen to those vile words from Sophia and say nothing!"Mumma," the soft voice of Aurora snapped me out of my thoughts.I turned my head toward her while keeping an eye on the street."Yes, baby?""Where are we going?" she asked innocently.For a moment, my heart stopped beating.Where were we g
Silence A deep silence followed Sophia's words. Lucien froze in place, and Aurora clutched me tightly, I could feel her heart beating against mine. I wasn't surprised by Sophia's words. I already saw it coming."For you, I am ready to raise this girl" she pointed at Aurora "but I cannot allow her around you" Her eyes snapped at me. Lucien kept staring at me while I was waiting for him to take action. "Yes, Lucien. Sophia is right. The girl is your blood. She can stay here. We will give her the life she deserves, but Cynthia has nothing to do with you and your life. She must leave. Give her a check for giving us an heir, let her buy a life somewhere far from here, and let’s get on with the announcement." Alister Vaughn said coldly. Do they really think I would accept money in return for my daughter? Pathetic! I felt Aurora flinch at the coldness in Alister's voice. My blood began to boil and my jaw clenched tightly, but I kept my eyes on Lucien. I bite my inner cheeks to keep
I woke up with the chirping of the birds. Stretching my limbs, I sat up slowly and inhaled deeply. The sunlight penetrated through the curtains and for the first time, it felt good. Last night replayed in my head. Lucien's expressions were worth capturing. Today, I am feeling energetic and excited to meet him again. I walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower. After getting ready, I stepped out of the room only to find a maid standing at the door. My eyebrows knitted in confusion as I saw her from head to toe. She licked her lips and blinked her eyes as if she wanted to say something."What?" I asked. "Ma'am, can you just stay in your room?" One of my eyebrows lifted. Is she serious? "Why?" She swallowed hard. "I will bring your breakfast to the room" she offeredI folded my arms across my chest. There is something wrong. "I want to have my breakfast with my daughter on the breakfast table" I told her clearly. "She has already been fed" she told me. My eyes widened a
Hello dreamers, I know you must all be waiting for an update, and believe me, I also want to write it, but the situation isn’t allowing me to. Earlier, my mother’s health was not good, and she, along with the whole family, was dependent on me. With all the stress and overwork, I haven’t been able to write, resulting in inconsistent updates.My old readers know how consistent I usually am with my stories. Please pardon me this time. I am exhausted, both physically and mentally, and I really need a small break for myself. I want to take this week to rest.I hope you will understand and bear with me for this week. I will try to be consistent again from next week onwards.I am sorry 🥹 Hope you understand.Thank you.Your, dayyyyydreamerrr (S.G.)
The next morning, I was expecting myself to still be on the muddy ground, unconscious and homeless, but to my surprise, I woke up in my bed. My clothes were a little dirty, but I was safe. After I passed out, I don’t remember anyone taking me inside.But I knew who did it.Adrian.Since that night
"Ma'am, payment mode?" the receptionist asked. "Cash," I said. And one by one, I placed the stacks of cash on the counter, which was the remaining payment for the surgery and aftercare.The receptionist stared at them for a long moment before sliding a paper toward me.“Kindly sign.”My hand didn
My body didn't move instantly at his demand. I just stared at him without blinking as he moved back after ordering me, giving me space to obey him.My throat tightened when his hand moved instead.He pulled open the drawer, took out another stack of cash, and shoved it into my coat.Four stacks.My
The room went silent after his words. Strip. Dance. The words reverberate in my ears like a sentence being passed. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to refuse, stand up, and walk away with whatever dignity I had left. But that would not pay the medical bills. I swallowed down the emotions







