LOGINThen he turned toward Lydia, who had remained quiet ever since hearing his explanation about the past he had hidden from her. “Are you still angry with me now?”Lydia stayed silent for quite a while.She did not answer her husband immediately. In fact, she deliberately avoided the gaze that had rema
“Besides, Mrs. Meylani loved you more than your other sisters.” His voice remained calm, but there was unmistakable weight behind every word. “She entrusted you to me. Chairman Devereux always respected his wife’s wishes and… I couldn’t reject the wishes of the people who became my role models.”Nao
Cale walked toward Lydia, who still had not moved from where she stood. Guilt lingered heavily inside him because of all this, but still…“Come here.” He held out his hand, expecting Lydia to take it the way she usually would.Unfortunately, Lydia’s anger made her ignore the gesture entirely. Instea
Hello, my dear readers.I'm sorry, but due to a few reasons, I have changed some of the characters' names. I have already updated them from the very first chapter, and I am currently just waiting for the editor's approval.From the next chapter onward, I will be using these new names.Here are the c
Was this the reason Cale had always paid such unusual attention to Naomi? Why he cared about her in ways Lydia sometimes could not fully understand?Lydia looked back at her husband, her sharp gaze colder than Naomi had ever seen before.“So?” she asked slowly. “Is there another part of your life yo
The words slipped out lightly, carelessly, nothing more than a random comment from Naomi after realizing there had once been a piece of her past closely tied to someone as cold and untouchable as Cale Miller. Just a small joke after seeing the old photograph Cale had kept neatly tucked inside his wa
That afternoon, the house was filled with the sound of Josh’s laughter—soft, bright, and utterly contagious. The little boy sat cross-legged on the living room rug, carefully stacking colorful blocks into a tower that wobbled dangerously high. Beside him, Althea watched with amused focus, occasional
That night, the hospital room was painfully still. The only sound came from the steady beeping of the heart monitor, blending softly with Althea’s uneven breathing. Sleep refused to come. Her trembling hand reached for the phone on the small bedside table.The news was still playing on the screen —
“Grace, sweetheart, are you sure you don’t want to bring your teddy bear?”Althea spoke softly as she adjusted a tiny sunhat on her four-year-old daughter’s head.“No need, Mommy. Teddy gets scared when it rains,” Grace giggled, swinging her little bunny-shaped bag over her shoulder.Josh, lounging
Heavy rain drenched SunCity that night. The sky was dark, thunder rolling in the distance, lightning briefly illuminating the streets below.Inside the warm playroom, Daven lay fast asleep on the carpeted floor, Josh nestled against his chest, Grace curled safely in his arms.Althea stood in the doo







