“Has he slept?” Christian asked, seeing Hazel as she came downstairs, holding the wooden railing. “Yes,” she answered, reaching the bottom of the stairs. Meanwhile Christian stared at her, scanning her down with admiring eyes. Her long hair was braided loosely and she was wearing a light pink cotton kurti, along with white cotton bottoms. She still looked the same, Christian thought, resisting a smile to pop out on his full lips. He loved to find that she did not change anything about her clothing style or hairstyle. As simple as before. As she came to sit on a couch next to him, keeping her eyes lowered, he put his question before her, asking, “Did you know about his health when you gained consciousness?” “No, I didn’t,” she answered. His eyes squinted as he stared at her silently. She never lied, so he believed her statement without thinking twice. Before he could ask anything, he saw Irene coming out of her room, holding a jug. Her gaze fell on the serious couple and her step
She took those happy moments. “Even if you didn’t see, we knew he was guilty…” she referred to Christian, “what you did with him wasn’t tit for tat because he already had it, but what you did was bullying someone who had nothing to do with you!” “When you speak, He hears you, so stop speaking for this ruthless man, Haze!” She grabbed her temple to massage it because none of the words that came out of Hazel’s mouth was wrong. “He’s a cruel man! He’s nobody to you! Don’t forget every man is the same, Haze! You may have forgotten but I remember how your father also abandoned your mother along with you, by blaming her character as well as her feelings for him!” “Stop that? Why are you talking about my mother all of a sudden?” She still had that memory in her head when she asked her mother about her father and she had no answer to give. She could not tell her that her father abandoned her. That could taint her mind, her thoughts for her father. Instead, the kind woman told her that he
“Adam is shy of girls,” he concluded, tracing the face of the child in the picture with his fingertips. He was not smiling like he was doing in other pictures. Instead, his lips were pressed tightly, not letting him smile, just like others were doing around him. And there were no boys around him, only girls. This was the photo of that moment when he had just turned four years old and a couple of kids had come for his birthday celebration. And because only girls were more infatuated with him, they yearned just to stand next to him. It was a memorable day and Kevin wanted to paste it inside the album. When Kevin suggested the idea to everyone, they immediately surrounded Adam and stood around him, not leaving many gaps. While the girls were overjoyed, Adam was freaking out surrounded by their sweet scent. “You can see,” she asked, a smile that could not help but spread on her plump lips which were glossy. She did a bit of makeup. She painted her lips pink and applied a layer to make
“Should I call him now?” Christian asked after he was done putting the candle. He stood straight at his full height. “Yes, of course! I already woke him up. He must have taken a bath and got ready by now!” Marcus interrupted with an excited grin. Christian gave him a blank look. He basically asked Hazel, not Marcus. As soon as he received that look, he shut his mouth. “Thanks,” Christian muttered and left. Kevin sighed and turned to say, “You, too, look beautiful, Hazel.” The woman smiles gratefully. “Thank you. You, too, look good.” She complimented back, genuinely. Kevin waved his hand. “But not more than your man.” The word your man made her blush instantly. Kevin noticed it but did not comment. “So what’s the next good news? Your wedding date, hm?” He wiggled his brows, squinting his mischievously sparkling dark eyes. Hazel swallowed. “I-I don’t know,” she shrugged, confused herself. Although Christian had returned, he had not said anything about marriage yet. And the matte
For a moment Adam kept thinking. Christian telling the truth so easily, and smoothly was right for that child’s mind but Adam just kept staring at his father for the whole five minutes. His eyes seemed blank, void of emotions but his mind was not resting at all. He was completely calm from the outside and was looking at his father’s face. His mother sitting behind could only anticipate his next reaction and his father sitting in front of him patiently waited for his answer.Patience was very important in the case of children. Christian did not want to rush everything for Adam. For him, Adam’s development was a must. Slowly a smile spread on his lips and he mumbled, “You’re my papa?” almost as if he was still confused. What if it was a dream because he liked the man already so it was normal for him to come into his dream and talk to him like that? But he was not ready to find it a dream. To confirm him, Christian nodded, smiling back at the kid and the man then did not know what hei
“So she said yes?” asked Heer, wiggling her eyebrows as she looked at her son’s flushed face through the screen of the laptop in front of her. Her question earned her a small smile from Christian from the other side while his sister sitting next to his mother could only chuckle under her breath while palming her mouth. “Yes,” he answered, nodding his head. And suddenly that piece passed from his memory in which finally the beauty of his dreams had said yes to him in reply. That moment was no less than a festival for him. “Aw, just look at your face! You’re blushing hard!” Abigail revealed as she laughed loudly, hiding her face behind her palm. Christian just shook his head lightly as he ran his fingers through his hair. “Mom, stop her!” He complained, glaring at Abigail, whose eyes widened when she heard her brother. “What’s wrong I did?” She gasped, dramatically palming her chest. “You teased me!” He pointed out, his eyes squinting automatically. “Oh, and you’re complaining ab
“Don’t cry anymore, okay?” Hazel asked once again, caressing Irene’s hair as she gave her a small nod in response. “Good. Now I’m going back.” She got up with a small sigh. After explaining for a long time, Irene understood as Hazel was trying to remove the guilt from her mind which was eating her up inside. Irene finally realized what she did was wrong.“Yes, you should rest now. I’ll take care of her,” Kevin assured her as he sat right beside Irene’s head, massaging her scalps. Due to crying for a long time, it was inevitable to have a headache. Kevin had given her the medicine, now it was just a matter of waiting till morning. “Yeah,” Hazel nodded before she walked out of their room after turning the lights off and closing the door behind her. Coming out of the room, she took a deep breath and realized that Christian and Adam must have been asleep by now. She was there too late. Marcus had also slept in the guest room. She walked through the quiet corridor towards her room and
“When my father arranged my marriage with Natalia without my consent, I was very angry with his decision. The marriage of our four brothers was decided like this, but like my other brothers, I could not put my life in his decision. I was the youngest, hence the most rebellious.” The old man shrugged with a small and weak smile. Although his lips were chapped and quivering because of weakness in his body, his smile was very young and charming. It still had the power to lure anyone. There was no doubt that he was handsome in his youth but illness had taken away his strength and now he could not move from this bed without any help. His sons were always ready for him but he had the highest desire for his daughter, like Judah to Joseph and Benjamin. And that daughter was not always with him. She had met him today, when she had turned into a young woman of twenty-three. The old man sighed as he looked down at his lap. Tears brimmed his eyes when a memory flashed before his head as he sai