LOGINSophia Whitman, a skilled but humble nurse, was previously separated from Maxwell Sterling, a recognized millionaire CEO and renowned doctor, due to a hidden romance that resulted in an unexpected pregnancy. Fearing the collapse of her career and life, she ran New York, hiding from Maxwell her child's identity. Three years later, however, their paths cross once more. Maxwell, now a strong presence in both the medical and corporate spheres, comes to her door with the kid she had abandoned. He wants explanations; his relentless love for her drives him to reclaim what he lost. Maxwell's resolve drives him to reveal not only her secrets but also his own concealed background despite her attempts to keep him at distant. Will their second chance be a painful reminder of what could have been or can they recover from the wounds of treachery?
View MoreThe air was thick with tension as Sophia approached the cold, antiseptic jail walls. Every beat of her heart was louder than the last. She had convinced herself a hundred times that it was best to leave Maxwell. But here she was, unable to resist the attraction, with waves of emotion pouring over her. She needed to see him. She needed to know if he was indeed the man she had loved. Her breath froze in her throat as she walked into the visiting room. Maxwell stood across from her, handcuffed and looking angry, sorry, and something much deeper. When their eyes met, it felt like time stopped for a second. "Sophia..." Maxwell's voice was rough and strained. He tried to get up, but the chains rattled when he moved, which made it hard for him to move. She paused still in the doorway, her eyes taking in the sight of him. When she left, he wasn't the man she had in mind. This wasn't the Maxwell who was strong and driven. This was a broken man, not the
Isabella grabbed the phone and dialled a number she knew would be more than willing to comply. "It's time," she said in a low but brutal voice."Are you sure about this?" came a voice on the other end.Isabella's smile got bigger. "Of course. Maxwell has everything he wants right now, but it won't last long. I've already set the scene. It's his time to fall.She could sense the excitement of it—this would be the end of his well-built empire. He would never see it coming.Someone knocked on the door and broke her train of thought. When she opened it, she saw one of her assistants standing there with a folder in hand. The assistant gave the last piece of evidence and remarked, "Everything's ready."Isabella's fingers skimmed over the files, and her smile grew as she read what was inside. "Good." We need to make sure that Maxwell thinks this is the end of all he cares about.Isabella closed her office door as the assistant left. She
Sophia sat on the edge of the couch, the pale light of the city street streaming through the blinds. Her flat felt like it was too empty. The silence was heavy, the kind that made her bones ache. She had never felt so alone. She glanced at her phone, which briefly lit up as it rested on the coffee table. The resonance that always makes my heart ache. Maxwell was the name that tormented her every waking moment. She didn't want to acknowledge it, but his absence was hard for her. She longed to call him and hear his voice, but fear and pride held her from moving. She felt a deep pain in her heart as memories of their time together came flooding back. His touch. The way he looked at her with his eyes, as if she were the only one there. How could he do this to me? Her hand shook a little as she grabbed for the phone. She was just about to unlock it when a strong surge of doubt hit her. What would she say? How could she trust him after all that? Sop
"Come in," Maxwell said, his voice hoarse and straining. Clayton Montgomery came inside as the door cracked open. The sneer on his lips showed that he was sure of himself. He shut the door behind him and looked around the room with a predatory glimmer in his eyes. "Maxwell," Clayton said with a frigid smile and a voice full of confidence. "I thought I'd find you here, wallowing in your sadness." Maxwell's eyes furrowed as he stood up, forcing himself to meet Clayton's eyes. "What do you want, Clayton?" He meant for his words to be softer than they were. Clayton leaned against the doorframe and murmured, "I'm here to help you." He wasn't in a rush; he was comfortable, but his eyes were sharp, looking at Maxwell with a calculating look. "I've been keeping an eye on how things are going for you, and it's clear that this isn't how it's supposed to end." Maxwell's fists were clenched because he was in so much pain. "I didn't need your hel












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