เข้าสู่ระบบADRIAN POV.
I slammed the door behind me as I entered the room, barely containing the rage boiling inside. My hands trembled, and I paced back and forth, trying to keep myself from punching something. How could he say that? How could he bring up Ken like that? I didn’t want to go to Mauritius with Vera. I didn’t want any of this. But, as always, I didn’t have a choice. My father had made that painfully clear. The anger in my cKatherine’s POV. Later that evening, as we all gathered around the dinner table, I could feel a strange tension lingering between Ashley and Owen. She sat next to me, absentmindedly pushing her food around her plate while Owen and Adrian engaged in a lively conversation about business. Across the table, Charlotte and the kids were giggling, recounting the highlights of the day’s events—how it was the ‘best birthday ever.’ My attention drifted back to Ashley. Did she tell him? I could see her mind was clearly elsewhere. I leaned in closer, my voice barely above a whisper. “How did it go?” I asked, my hand brushing hers in a gentle, reassuring gesture. She sighed, her lips pressing together for a moment before she shook her head. “I didn’t get the chance to tell him,” she murmured. Her voice was soft and filled with frustration. “The kids ran in befo
KATHERINE POV. Saturday afternoon. Ashley looked nervous as she reached out and gently took my hand. “Come with me,” she whispered, glancing around. Without waiting for a reply, she led me toward the terrace, where the warm afternoon air greeted us. The noise from the party faded behind us, replaced by the soft rustle of leaves and distant laughter. I looked at her, puzzled. “Ashley, what’s going on?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm despite the knot forming in my stomach. She took a deep breath, turning to face me. “I’ve been waiting for you to come,” she admitted softly. “I’m the one who asked Owen to convince you all to come over.” My brows knitted together in surprise. “You did? Why? Is everything okay?” Ashley shook her head, her gaze dropping to the ground. “No, it’s not,” she confessed, placing a hand on her stomach. “You were right
Katherine’s POV. SATURDAY. The next morning, I woke up early. Sunlight streamed through the large window, casting a warm glow over the room. For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to gather my thoughts. Today was the big day—the event, Mr. Sterling's twins' birthday, and Charlotte's birthday, all wrapped into one. It felt like there was so much happening at once, and I wasn't sure how it would all unfold. After a quick shower, I dressed in one of the outfits Adrian had sent us. It was a lovely dress, simple yet elegant, and it made me feel a little more confident about the day ahead. I heard a knock on my door just as I finished getting ready. “Mom, are you up?” It was Charlotte's voice. “Come in,” I called, and she opened the door, already dressed and looking more excited than ever. “You look beautiful,” I said, smiling at her. “Than
Katherine’s POV. I had never been outside of Portland in the whole year since I moved to the USA. But here I was, on a private jet, flying to Seattle. I never thought this would happen to me. I mean, who flies on a private jet? Not me, that's for sure. The way the plane staff treated me made me feel like a queen or something. They were so polite, always asking if I needed anything. It was so fancy. For a moment, I let myself feel special. If only wishes were horses, right? If things were different, if Adrian and I could be open about our relationship, maybe this could be my life for real. But I knew that wasn’t possible right now. I glanced over at Charlotte. She was grinning from ear to ear, snapping pictures of everything. She looked so happy and fascinated. The excitement in her eyes made my heart swell
Adrian’s POV. FRIDAY. I was in my room, packing for the event in Seattle. Suits, ties, shoes—all laid out on the bed. I couldn't help but smile a little. This trip was going to be special. Not just because of the event but because Katherine and Charlotte were coming along. As I folded a shirt, the door swung open. Vera stood there, arms crossed, looking at me with that sharp gaze of hers. “You look so happy. Why are you so happy?” she asked, her voice cutting through the room like ice. I frowned, glancing up at her. “What do you mean?” She tilted her head, eyes narrowing. “Is it because you're going out with your mistress?” Mistress? I knew she was talking about Katherine. She was fishing for something. “You have no proof,” I said calmly, turning back to my packing. “Whatever you're thinking, it’s just in your head.”
Katherine’s POV. I shook my head firmly. “No, Adrian. I can't go this weekend. It's Charlotte's birthday, and we're just starting to get along again.” I continued. “It wouldn't feel right to abandon her and leave for days.” Adrian's eyes widened in surprise. “Wait, Charlotte's birthday is this weekend?” he asked. “She shares the same birthday as Mr. Sterling's twins?” I nodded slowly. “Yes, they do. It's this Saturday.” A big smile spread across his face. “Katherine, do you really think I'd let you miss Charlotte's birthday?” I blinked at him, confused. “What do you mean?” “Charlotte is coming with us,” Adrian said simply like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “We'll all go to Seattle together. What's wrong with having a three-in-one celebration?” “The project event, Mr. Sterling's twins' birthday, and
ADRIAN POV. The next day, which marked the so-called dating anniversary, I made a quick call to the decorator early in the morning instructing him to arrange something fitting the occasion. It was all for show, after all. If Vera wanted a display of romance, I would give her t
ADRIAN POV.Vera was unusually quiet after our talk, her eyes watching me, filled with suspicion. I didn’t care. I leaned back in my seat, pretending she wasn’t there.After a while, she spoke up. “Let’s have a banquet,” she said, her voice calm but with an edge to it.The servers qui
KATHERINE POV. As I sat in my living room, I was on the phone with Adrian when I heard Vera’s sharp tone as she questioned him. My heart ached at the sound of Adrian’s voice growing distant, he told me he was going to call me back and ended the call. I knew Adrian
ADRIAN POV. The next morning came too fast, Vera was already in the penthouse, dressed like she was walking a runway—extravagant, over-the-top, and clearly aiming to impress. But I couldn’t care less. My mind was elsewhere, far from the charade in front of me. Lil







