เข้าสู่ระบบFifteen minutes later, the kitchen was filled with the rich scent of butter and Grace’s excited giggles. Ivy poured the batter carefully while Grace stood on a chair, clutching a spatula far too big for her tiny hands.“Slowly, sweetheart,” Ivy said patiently. “If you rush, it’ll get messy.”Josh st
Ivy clicked her tongue and playfully smacked his arm. “That’s because you were the one who dragged me into that ridiculous plan to take back my house from Rico.”“And you agreed to it,” Josh shot back.“Because I thought you were just some crazy guy looking for entertainment,” Ivy said honestly.Jos
Ivy, who had been busy tossing salad at the dining table, could only laugh. “You two are like kids fighting over Grace’s attention.”Natasha chuckled softly. “She’s right, Ivy. At home, whenever Nathan sees a cute toy, the first thing he says isn’t about me—it’s always, ‘Grace would love this.’”Nat
FOUR YEARS LATER“Grace! Don’t run in the hallway!”Ivy’s voice echoed through the living room, which was now a battlefield of toys, stuffed animals, and a sticky spill of apple juice on the glass table.The little girl with golden-brown hair looked back for half a second before bursting into laught
Josh leaned back on the living room sofa, his gaze fixed on Alena, who was cradling the tiny baby in her arms with the gentlest smile he had ever seen. Grace looked utterly peaceful, occasionally letting out a small yawn and stretching like a kitten in her grandmother’s embrace.“Mom, it’s been almo
The first few days after Ivy came home from the hospital felt like the beginning of an entirely new chapter in their lives.The once-quiet house was now a world of baby cries, Ivy’s soft lullabies, and Josh’s panicked voice every time their little girl so much as twitched.“Josh, please… it’s only t
Clara’s phone rang just as she finished a meeting with her legal team. Viona’s name flashed across the screen. Clara’s lips curled into a sharp, mocking smirk.“Hm, so you finally dare to call me,” she muttered before tapping the green button.“Clara…” Viona’s voice came through cautiously. “I… I fo
The phone on Viona’s desk wouldn’t stop ringing. Clara’s name flashed insistently across the screen, making her heart pound. Her hands trembled as she finally picked up.“Clara…” she murmured, her voice wary.“Don’t say it like that.” Clara’s tone cut through her like a blade. “Do you think I didn’t
The apartment felt warmer that night. Ivy sat curled on the sofa with a stack of files balanced on her lap, her eyes scanning the legal documents the lawyer had sent over. Josh emerged from the kitchen with two steaming cups of tea, then dropped onto the seat beside her, as if her need for space was
Clara sat in her office, her expression composed, every movement precise. On the desk lay a brown envelope, waiting to be opened. She didn’t rush—Clara always savored the moment when her plans began to take shape.A knock at the door. Her assistant entered, carrying a stack of photos. “Miss, we’ve







