Colin's expression grew darker. He hadn't expected that, in just a few days of being hospitalized, his company would fall into such chaos. He paced back and forth in the room, seething with frustration. Deep down, he couldn't shake the feeling that Aspen had something to do with all of this.That night, when Colin returned home, he found Gwyneth lounging on the couch, watching TV."Colin, you're back," Gwyneth said, rising to greet him. Her voice was laced with concern. "How are you feeling today? Any better?""I'm fine," Colin replied blandly. His mind was consumed with company issues, and he had no patience left for small talk."I heard about some things at the office today..." Gwyneth began carefully, testing the waters. "Sounds like things aren't going too well.""Yeah," Colin muttered, barely listening. "I heard Aspen's behind it," Gwyneth added in a cautious tone. "She and Aren are working together, trying to drive Fuller Group out of the market."Colin's eyes darkened
Gwyneth stood at the doorway, eyeing Colin's drunken state with a flash of irritation—but it vanished just as quickly, replaced by a gentle smile. She said in a sweet voice, "Colin, it's me. Why are you drinking so much again? Didn't the doctor say your stomach can't handle it?"The light in Colin's eyes dimmed. He looked at her and gave a bitter, mocking smile. "You're back."He set down the glass and stumbled to the couch, collapsing onto it with a heavy sigh.Gwyneth walked over and sat beside him, reaching out to massage his temples. She asked, "Colin, something's bothering you, isn't it? You can talk to me."Colin brushed her hand away, the edge in his tone unmistakable. "I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me." He closed his eyes and leaned back against the couch, shutting himself off. Gwyneth's hand hung in the air for a moment before she slowly lowered it, her smile faltering.She took a deep breath and forced her voice to stay sweet. "Colin, I know things have bee
Colin opened his eyes and looked at the steaming bowl of soup, but not a single trace of appetite stirred within him. He muttered, "I'm not hungry. You should have it instead.""Colin, just have a little." Gwyneth persuaded him gently, lifting a spoonful and holding it near his lips. "It's good for your stomach."Colin glanced at her, and seeing the tenderness in her face, something inside him softened. He parted his lips and took a sip. The soup was mild, with a slight sweetness, but it tasted dull and lifeless to him."Aspen's cooking was better," he murmured under his breath.Gwyneth's face froze, and her hand trembled—she almost dropped the spoon. She forced a calm tone while rage surged beneath her skin, asking, "What did you just say?""Nothing," Colin said quickly, realizing his slip-up. "The soup's good. Really."Gwyneth said nothing, continuing to feed him spoonful by spoonful, though her jaw was tight and her smile had vanished. She felt intensely uncomfortable. In no
"Ms. Nicholls, didn't you know? Your child's condition is hereditary bone cancer. At most, she has six months to live. If I'm not mistaken, your mother passed away from the same disease. I advice you to get a thorough checkup yourself…"Aspen Nicholls felt like all the strength drained from her body. The doctor's words kept echoing in her mind as she stood there trembling uncontrollably."What's wrong, Mommy?" Sophie Fuller's sweet, gentle voice broke through Aspen's thoughts. The little girl looked up at her mother with concern. "Did I do something to make you unhappy?"Aspen's eyes fell on Sophie, lying frail and pale on the hospital bed. Guilt gnawed at her heart as she stared at her precious daughter's thin little face. She couldn't help but think Sophie didn't deserve such a fate."If it's my fault, I can apologize, okay?" Sophie forced a smile, trying her best to be brave.Aspen's heart twisted in agony. She couldn't believe her beloved child only had six months left. Aspe
Colin glanced at Gwyneth's hands on his arm, his expression growing darker. Finally, he said, "Fine. One month. But don't even think about pulling any tricks, Aspen. If you do, there will be consequences."Aspen gave him a faint smile. "As long as you spend time with Sophie, I'll fully cooperate." She paused and then added, "As her father, shouldn't you at least give her a birthday gift?"...Sophie lay quietly in Aspen's arms as the car headed toward the Fuller residence. Her voice trembled ever so lightly as she asked, "Mommy... is Daddy really coming?" Though she tried to hide it, the longing in her eyes was undeniable. Aspen gently patted her back and reassured her softly, "Of course he is, sweetheart."Sophie's eyes brightened for a moment before she hesitated. "Mommy, don't tell Daddy that I'm sick, okay? I don't want him to be upset."Aspen's eyes stung with tears, and her chest tightened painfully. She stroked Sophie's soft hair and whispered, "Okay, I promise."Sophi
Sophie suddenly smiled and said, "Because Mommy loves you. Daddy, you don't have to like me, but could you maybe like Mommy a little more? Can you be nicer to her from now on?"Her voice was soft, and her large, dark eyes gazed at Colin with hope. Colin's expression shifted subtly, and he scoffed internally. He had known from the beginning that Aspen couldn't possibly have pure intentions."Did she tell you to say that?" Colin asked coldly, his voice laced with condescension."No!" Sophie shook her head quickly.Colin didn't believe her and glanced dismissively at her. Sophie noticed the slight change in his demeanor and felt uneasy. She didn't want to upset him, but deep down, she knew the truth. She was like the sea princess in the story—her time was limited. Aspen kept saying she would get better, but Sophie could feel that her condition was serious.Still, if she was going to disappear like sea foam, she wanted Aspen to have someone who loved her after she was gone. With t
Apparently, Riley had forgotten to block Aspen from seeing that post. Aspen's eyes darkened slightly, and any trace of emotion faded from her face. Just yesterday, Colin had borrowed Gwyneth's diamond earrings and given them to Sophie. They had already been replaced with a new gift today.Aspen had to admit that Colin's efficiency was impressive. Then again, Gwyneth was the woman he truly cherished, so it was not surprising.Aspen chuckled softly. Just as she was about to close the social media app, a new message notification popped up. It read, "Aspen, I'm returning in ten days."The profile picture was blank, with the initials "A. J." displayed instead. It was someone who had been on her contact list for years—one she had not spoken to in six years. Aspen's breath hitched, but she didn't respond. ...At 4:20 pm, Colin had just wrapped up a grueling board meeting. It wasn't until Riley reminded him that he remembered he had promised to pick up Sophie. He got into his ca
Sophie coughed violently again. This time, the force of it left her unable to stay upright. She collapsed to her knees, and with a sickening sound, blood spurted from her mouth."Sophie!" Aspen's voice shook as she rushed to her side.Sophie's face was burning with fever, and her lips were deathly pale. She whispered weakly, "I'm okay, Mommy..." Aspen immediately scooped her up. "No, sweetheart. Mommy's taking you to the hospital."Sophie clung tightly to Aspen, her tear-filled eyes red. Aspen rushed to the hospital, barely stopping for breath. After a blood test, they sat outside the examination room, waiting for the results."Mommy... does Daddy hate me?" Sophie's small, fragile voice finally betrayed her inner fear.Aspen froze, unable to answer. The question tore her apart. She wanted so badly to say, "No, Sophie, Daddy doesn't hate you."However, the truth was far more cruel. If Sophie had been Gwyneth's child, Colin would have adored her. Aspen blinked away tears and fo
Colin opened his eyes and looked at the steaming bowl of soup, but not a single trace of appetite stirred within him. He muttered, "I'm not hungry. You should have it instead.""Colin, just have a little." Gwyneth persuaded him gently, lifting a spoonful and holding it near his lips. "It's good for your stomach."Colin glanced at her, and seeing the tenderness in her face, something inside him softened. He parted his lips and took a sip. The soup was mild, with a slight sweetness, but it tasted dull and lifeless to him."Aspen's cooking was better," he murmured under his breath.Gwyneth's face froze, and her hand trembled—she almost dropped the spoon. She forced a calm tone while rage surged beneath her skin, asking, "What did you just say?""Nothing," Colin said quickly, realizing his slip-up. "The soup's good. Really."Gwyneth said nothing, continuing to feed him spoonful by spoonful, though her jaw was tight and her smile had vanished. She felt intensely uncomfortable. In no
Gwyneth stood at the doorway, eyeing Colin's drunken state with a flash of irritation—but it vanished just as quickly, replaced by a gentle smile. She said in a sweet voice, "Colin, it's me. Why are you drinking so much again? Didn't the doctor say your stomach can't handle it?"The light in Colin's eyes dimmed. He looked at her and gave a bitter, mocking smile. "You're back."He set down the glass and stumbled to the couch, collapsing onto it with a heavy sigh.Gwyneth walked over and sat beside him, reaching out to massage his temples. She asked, "Colin, something's bothering you, isn't it? You can talk to me."Colin brushed her hand away, the edge in his tone unmistakable. "I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me." He closed his eyes and leaned back against the couch, shutting himself off. Gwyneth's hand hung in the air for a moment before she slowly lowered it, her smile faltering.She took a deep breath and forced her voice to stay sweet. "Colin, I know things have bee
Colin's expression grew darker. He hadn't expected that, in just a few days of being hospitalized, his company would fall into such chaos. He paced back and forth in the room, seething with frustration. Deep down, he couldn't shake the feeling that Aspen had something to do with all of this.That night, when Colin returned home, he found Gwyneth lounging on the couch, watching TV."Colin, you're back," Gwyneth said, rising to greet him. Her voice was laced with concern. "How are you feeling today? Any better?""I'm fine," Colin replied blandly. His mind was consumed with company issues, and he had no patience left for small talk."I heard about some things at the office today..." Gwyneth began carefully, testing the waters. "Sounds like things aren't going too well.""Yeah," Colin muttered, barely listening. "I heard Aspen's behind it," Gwyneth added in a cautious tone. "She and Aren are working together, trying to drive Fuller Group out of the market."Colin's eyes darkened
On the weekend, Aren took Aspen to the cemetery to visit Sophie's grave. Aspen crouched in front of the tombstone, gently caressing the photo on it as tears streamed down her face. "Sophie, Mommy's here to see you."Aren stood nearby, silently watching her with a heart full of sympathy. He gently wrapped his arm around her shoulders, offering wordless comfort. The two stayed at the cemetery for a long time, only reluctantly leaving as the sun began to set.On their way home, they passed by the hospital and happened to see Colin and Gwyneth walking in the corridor. Although Colin's face was still somewhat pale, his spirits had improved greatly. Gwyneth nestled close to him, and the two looked very intimate.Aspen felt a mix of emotions seeing this scene. She wasn't sure whether she felt sadness or acceptance. Aren noticed the change in Aspen's mood and squeezed her hand tightly.Colin also spotted Aspen and Aren. He paused for a moment as a strange sense of bitterness welled u
"What rumors?" Colin frowned and asked."Well, they're saying... They're saying you might not have much time left," James stuttered.Colin shouted angrily, "That's absolute nonsense! I'm perfectly fine!"James replied, "That's good, then. But for the company's stability, you should return to take charge as soon as possible."Colin said, "I understand. I'll be back soon."Colin's face turned ashen with rage as he threw his phone across the room. He wondered who would dare spread such rumors about him at the company....Colin lay in his hospital bed, staring at the ceiling in boredom. The company matters were like a tangled mess, making him restless and irritable. Gwyneth sat beside the bed, peeling an apple while making small talk with him from time to time."Colin, you've been lying here for several days now. When will you be discharged?" Gwyneth's voice was soft and gentle, tickling Colin's heart like a feather."The doctor says they need to observe me for a few more days,
Gwyneth asked, "Colin, what's wrong? You never treated me like this before. Why are you being so harsh with me now?"Colin said, "Go home and get some rest. Stop bothering me." Gwyneth's tears burst forth. She hadn't expected Colin to be so cold-hearted. She ran out of the hospital room crying.Riley watched Gwyneth's retreating figure and sighed. He walked to Colin's bedside and said, "Mr. Fuller, please calm down. Ms. Sanders is just concerned about you."Colin felt hungry but had no appetite, which only fueled his anger. He shouted, "You get out too! I don't want to see you!"Riley couldn't help but roll his eyes. He had worked for Colin for so many years with little appreciation but plenty of hard work, yet Colin treated him this way. It was truly disheartening. He said, "Alright, I'll go. Get some rest."Then, he turned and walked out of the hospital room, gently closing the door behind him.Colin lay in his hospital bed, listening to the sound of the closing door. He fe
"I'm tired and need to rest." Colin closed his eyes, effectively dismissing her.Seeing this, Gwyneth had no choice but to wipe her tears and leave the hospital room, looking back several times as she went.By the time Riley returned to the room, Gwyneth had already left. He looked at Colin lying in the hospital bed and secretly lamented his situation. The company matters were already keeping him busy enough, and now he had to take care of this demanding boss. His luck couldn't get any worse."Riley, where did you go? Why did it take you so long to come back?" Colin opened his eyes and asked as he looked at Riley. Riley placed the takeout porridge on the bedside table. "I went to buy you something to eat. The doctor said you can't have solid food, so I bought you some soup."Colin glanced at the bowl of porridge and frowned. "I'm not eating this. It's full of artificial seasoning and tastes terrible.""What would you like to eat, then? I'll buy it for you," Riley asked patient
Aspen watched Aren's gentle manner and felt a warmth surge in her heart. She thought how wonderful it would have been if she had met Aren earlier. But this world had no room for "what ifs"—only results and consequences. All she could do now was cherish the person before her and build a good life with him.After they finished shopping, they returned home. Aren went straight to the kitchen to cook. Aspen sat on the living room couch, watching him work busily, her heart filled with happiness. She thought to herself that simply being with Aren like this, living a quiet, ordinary life together from time to time, was truly wonderful....Colin returned home and felt irritated at the sight of his cold, empty rooms. He remembered how clean and tidy the house had always been when Aspen was there. But now, it was cold and lifeless.He sat on the couch and questioned his current situation for the first time. He began to wonder whether his choice to be with Gwyneth had been right or wrong.
Colin remembered how good Aspen used to be and all the things she had done around the house. He suddenly sat up, feeling that he couldn't go on like this anymore. When he saw the empty space beside him on the bed, he realized that she was truly gone. Colin fell back onto the bed in defeat as tears slid down his face. He suddenly felt ridiculous—he had pushed Aspen away with his own hands, so what right did he have to try to win her back now?...Meanwhile, Aspen was busy in the kitchen. She was experimenting with new recipes, wanting to make something special for Aren.Aren leaned against the kitchen doorframe, watching Aspen work, his heart filled with warmth. He asked softly, "Pen, what are you making?""I'm trying out some new recipes," Aspen replied without turning around. "I want to make something delicious for you.""You don't need to put in that much effort," Aren said, walking to Aspen's side, almost reaching out to hug her before pulling his hand back. "I'd be fine wi