LOGINHello 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.)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.)
Cynthia's POV As I walked to the centre of the hall, the music started and right at the cue, a man approached me. "Hello," he said in a calm and controlled voice. For a second, I stilled because I was expecting Lucien to come over to me. But when I glanced from the corner of my eye, he was still standing exactly where I had left him. Beside his soon-to-be fiancée with his father’s hand resting heavily on his shoulder like a leash. Huh! He may have grown up and won over many people but his father still has a lot of influence over him. He hasn't come out of his childhood trauma. “May I have the honor of dancing with this beautiful lady?” the man in front of me asked, extending his hand.I looked up properly this time and a slow smile spread across my lips.Marcus.Lucien’s biggest rival.What perfect timing.I could feel Lucien's burning gaze all over me but did that stop me? No! “Sure,” I said softly, slipping my hand into Marcus’s, knowing the consequences well.I know it was
Today, I didn't send Aurora to school. I was afraid of yesterday's event. Lucien will definitely try to reach out to her again. I cannot take the risk, but I cannot keep her at home as well. I don't know when things are going to be normal in my life once again. "Mumma... Mummaaa..." I immediate
Cynthia's POV The entire drive back home, Aurora kept sobbing, but I focused my attention on the road. Her arms were folded across her chest, and she didn't look at me, not even once. The moment we reached home, she jumped out of the car without waiting for me. Her little feet stomped all the way
Lucien’s POVWhen I pressed my foot against the accelerator, I was dead set on killing Adrian.My vision had gone red.My hands were tightly holding the steering wheel.One wrong move and he would have been gone.But then I saw her.Cynthia. And that was when I lost the courage to finish what I had
Lucien’s POV I don’t remember how long I stood there after she drove away. I kept staring in the direction she went with that little girl she claimed had nothing to do with me. My finger twitched for a moment I could not understand what to do. My attention snapped when my phone rang. I finally mo







