LOGINThird Person's POVVincent drove into the garage and turned to inform Amber of their arrival home, only to see her asleep. He didn't move; he simply leaned back in his seat and watched her. His eyes trailed over her face, taking in every detail—details he never cared to notice in the past three years; her long eyelashes, her small lips, and her rosy cheeks.He found himself smiling as he wondered who their child would take after between the two of them.“It would be nice if our child takes after you,” he whispered.He reached out his hand to wake her up, but seeing how exhausted she was, he decided not to interrupt her sleep. He got out, went over to her side, and carefully carried her in his arms while making sure the bags on her lap didn't fall off.Ms. Miller was cleaning by the door when she saw Vincent approaching. She quickly rushed forward to help with the bags.“Is she alright?” she asked as soon as she was near them.Vincent simply nodded.“Don't worry, they won't fall off,”
Amber's POVI couldn't move my eyes away from the package Vincent was holding. Where did he go that he was given a sample? Don't tell me he also stood in a queue to get this. No, he wouldn't. I can't even imagine him standing in a queue simply because of this; that would be so hilarious.I didn't know I was laughing out loud until Annabelle leaned closer to me and pinched my arm.“Quit laughing, your husband is gonna go caveman on Ethan again,” she whispered.Annabelle was right; Vincent's face wasn't bright at all. His shoulders were tense, thick veins stood out along his temples as he clenched his jaw and narrowed his eyes at the little space between Ethan and me. For the first time, I could tell the emotion hiding in his eyes—jealousy. Then I recalled Annabelle's analysis. Has he truly fallen in love with me?“Do something, Amber,” Annabelle urged me, pulling on the hem of my blouse.I snatched my package from her and moved closer to Vincent, and immediately I stood by his side, hi
Amber’s POVToday’s Monday, but the mall was surprisingly crowded. Ethan had a hard time finding a parking spot, but luckily, he found a spot toward the extreme end of the parking lot. As expected, Annabelle excitedly jumped out of the car, while I dragged my tired and sleepy self after her—I slept throughout the ride; I got heavy after eating that drumstick.“Hurry!” she urged Ethan and me.Fighting against my body, I rushed to her and linked our arms. “Let’s get the shopping started!”“Yeah, that’s the energy I want,” she nodded approvingly.Ethan followed behind as we rushed into the mall building. We stopped abruptly as soon as we saw people queued up in front of a particular store, and we shared a knowing look because we already knew there were two reasons for this queue: either this shop was giving discounts on some items or a new product had been launched.“Let’s ask someone, right?” I asked Annabelle rhetorically, but she waggled her eyebrows anyway in agreement.We quickly mo
Amber’s POVAnnabelle’s analysis kept replaying in my mind. I couldn’t help but think back to the first day Vincent cooked for me and how he had naturally started a conversation with me. Although we didn’t have a very deep conversation, it was enough to know some basic things about each other.I also recalled his fight with Ethan. Like Annabelle observed, I saw fear in his eyes, but I concluded that he was scared that I might terminate the pregnancy because of my divorce. Then his emotional reaction during my hospital visit this morning, and I also remembered how keenly he was listening to the doctor’s instructions. He was more invested than me. Wasn’t all this because I’m carrying his child? But if he truly has feelings for me, what about Chloe? He can’t abandon Chloe for me, right? Then what about me? What are my feelings for him? Can I forgive him for abandoning, hurting, and mistreating me for three whole years? Hold on, what does it matter to me whether he loves Chloe or not? W
Third Person's POV> Outside The Liam's Cosmetics Group “Let go of me,” she hissed as soon as they released her.She tried to maneuver past the security men so that she could go back inside, but they blocked every path she tried to take until she gave up trying. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed hard while glaring at the building.“This cannot be the end of us, Vincent. I can't lose you to that worthless imp!” she promised.She paced, biting her nails while thinking of what she could do to get Vincent back. Then she suddenly stopped pacing, and her eyes lit up hopefully as a name crossed her mind—Eleanor—Vincent's mother.“Right! Eleanor has never been a fan of Amber,” she said, raising her brows as she stared at the building. “If I can get Eleanor to speak to Vincent on my behalf, he
Third Person's POV“Her place is just around the corner,” Amber said to Vincent, who was impatiently scrolling through his phone, and he responded with a small nod.They were in the car, on their way to Annabelle's place. Vincent had decided to drop her off before going to work, but his phone wouldn't stop beeping as messages from Kai kept coming in, urging him to hurry because Chloe was causing a commotion at the company.“You can stop here, Mr. Seb.”Amber's words dragged Vincent's attention away from his phone. He looked outside but saw no building in sight, then he turned back to Amber.“There’s no building here,” he stated.“Yeah,” she gestured at his phone. “It seems like you're in a hur...”“I’m not in a hurry,” he interrupted her. “Keep driving, Seb. Don't stop until we arrive at my friend's place.”“Yes, Mr. Liam.” Then Sebastian continued driving.“Anna's place is not far from here. It's walkable,” Amber explained further.Vincent slipped his phone into his pocket. “I don't
Amber's POV“...you know I can't drink alcohol recently, I'm with child,” I whined, rubbing my flat belly softly.I'm in a cab going to my parents' home. My mom called again while I was having breakfast, urging me to come home because there's something important we must talk about.Annabelle scoffe
Amber's POV“What does the time say?” Vincent asked, his eyes moving to my belly. “Where did you go that you're returning home dangerously late? Do you realize you're with child?”I raised my brows at his last question, a laugh threatening to escape my lips. I was expecting a confrontation from him
Amber's POVIt's been seven hours. We've been sightseeing for seven good hours now. It wasn't supposed to turn into a whole-day outing, but after Ethan dropped his luggage at home and picked up his car, we somehow kept driving from one place to another.“I think it's time to eat,” Ethan said. He gl
Vincent's POVI clenched my fists and gritted my teeth in embarrassment as I watched Amber walk out on me. The papers she threw at me fell on the ground and scattered all over the place. Meanwhile, the crowd was already pointing fingers at me and talking amongst themselves.“Let's go,” I told Kai an







