***Fancy's POV**“Fancy, what's wrong?” My mom asked, but I ran upstairs to my room as if I were being chased. “It's nothing to worry about, mom!” I said over my shoulders as I raced up the stairs. Of course, it is something more than just worrying about. I can't even imagine what Nathan may think if he were to lay eyes on those photos. God help me! As soon as I got into my room, I looked around for pictures probably scattered on the floor, but I saw none. I sharply took my gaze to the bed and saw Nathan laid on it, fast asleep. At that moment, I collapsed on the floor, panting. Looking at my son fast asleep, a smile crept up my face. Since there was no sign of breaking and entering, I guess he just looked around touching nothing. I took a glance at the closet where I kept the photo album and noticed that it was in a perfect order. Thank goodness! Now that I'm on it, I might as well get rid of all the photos before Nathan gets his hands on them. As I was rummaging through the cl
***Kyle's POV***I woke up with a terrible blurred vision and a migraine. “Ouch!” I exclaimed, holding my aching head. “You're finally awake.” I lifted a brow at the familiar voice I just heard. I focused on the blurred image in front of me until it finally became clearer. To my biggest shock, it was no one else but Mr. Devon. Immediately, I sat up straight. “Mr. Devon, what are you doing here?” He lifted a corner of his lips in a smirk. “Well, why don't you look around you before asking me that?”Just as he said, I gently looked around me and, to my greatest shock, I noticed I was in a hospital. “A h…hospital? How did I get here?” I asked with a frown. “How long has it been before seeing you again? Three years now?” Mr. Devon asked. “You're right. It's been three years now.” I replied. “I decided to visit you after these years, only to see you passed out while your secretary did everything to wake you up. What a grand way of welcoming me.” He stated, though there was no form o
**Kyle's POV***A visitor? Was Fancy back to my office? What does she want this time?" I asked so many questions in my mind with a fast beating heart. Why was she here, what could be her reason for coming back? "Let's go to my office then," I said, accepting my fate. I had expected things like this, so there was no need to be scared anymore. Just as I walked into my office, what I saw immediately made me pause at the door. I looked closely but it is what it is. I slowly took my gaze back to my secretary, with paused lips. "What is the meaning of this, Ray? Why is there a kid in my office?" Ray moved closer to me and leaned in, probably so the child wouldn't be able to hear what he's about to tell me. "Boss, this kid has something to tell you. And I think it's very important you hear him out yourself."I looked up at Ray with a knitted brow. Was he for real? "Even if he had something to say,did you have to bring him into my personal office? Have you gone nuts?”Ray plopped his hea
**Kyle's POV***“Boss, turns out he actually took a bus here.”“What? Are you telling me a four-year-old took a bus on his own to my company?”“Boss, I'm honestly as confused as you are. It baffles me how a four-year-old could do this, but he actually did.”I arched my brow, trying to think of the odds. What if someone who knew the truth actually put him on the bus to come to my office? It can't be Fancy because I'm well aware of her hate for me. So if it's not her or someone else, then this child must be a genius. I can't even explain how fluent he was with words. All this made me more curious as to the type of upbringing Fancy actually gave our son. The thought alone made me feel so satisfied within. Is it wrong for me to be this happy? “Boss, do you actually think he's your son?” The sudden question from Ray made me snap out of my thoughts. “What? How did you know that?” I demanded in surprise. “Well, when he came, that was the first thing he said to me, that he was your son.
***Fancy's POV***It was a Saturday, and I felt so happy. My mom had gone to the hospital to meet my dad, who had just finished his operation. Since I promised Nathan that I was going to take him out, I didn't want to make him feel like I'm not keeping to my promise. He has no idea that I've carefully planned today for our outing. I made a breakfast of pancakes and warm milk. I'm sure that Nathan would love it! I was high on happiness until I heard the doorbell. I creased my brow at once. This was because my mom had only just left a few minutes ago. And even if she came back she would not ring the doorbell since she has the keys to the house. “Who is it?” I asked as I slowly walked over to the door with knitted brows. Our neighbors don't come to our apartment often. Makes me wonder if it was the neighbor. I hastened to the door and turned it open, not waiting to look through the window to see who it was. And that cost me a great deal because when I opened the door, who I saw almos
****Fancy's POV**As soon as I said the words, Kyle went pale. What did he expect? That I'll forgive him enough to let him back into my life and that of my son?“Is that what you want, Fancy?” He asked with shaky eyes, as if he was going to shed tears. “Yes? Oh, yes! If you can kill yourself, maybe I might forgive you.” I uttered, but was suddenly shocked when I heard a loud cry behind me. Instantly, I took my gaze towards who it was and to my greatest shock, it was no one else but Nathan. I went wide seeing my son cry so bitterly. This was my first time seeing him cry this much. With shaky hands, I approached Nathan. “My love, what happened? Why are you crying this much?”Amidst tears, Nathan raised his head up to look at me. “You're bad, mom. How can you tell my dad to die? You're so cruel!” He cried out even more. At this moment, I felt like the world had finally come to an end. My heart broke into a thousand pieces. At that moment, Kyle rushed towards Nathan and knelt in front
***Fancy's POV***"Fancy, can you make a repetition of what you just said? Hold on, did you just say Kyle already knows Nathan is his son?""That's exactly what I said. Nora, I'm losing it. What should I do? Nathan is completely obsessed with his father. He always tells me to let him visit him.""And what was your response?""Of course I told him that would never happen. After the stern warning I gave to Kyle, I'm sure he'll never dare to come back to my house.""Uhm, Fancy I understand your plight and the reason you have to do that which you're doing now but girl…aren't you scared Nathan might actually fall sick with this?""Nah... Nathan is a strong boy. The best he'll do is get sad and I know how to get my son back on his feet. We don't need Kyle in our lives."Nora went silent and I wondered why. "Nora, what's wrong?" She looked up at me and heaved a deep sigh. "Fancy you're my friend and I feel for you, honestly. But then, I have a question to ask you about Kyle."I creased my
***Kyle's POV***It was a Monday morning as usual. I had a lot on my desk and decided to get things wrapped up when my secretary came running into my office as though the world was about to end. "What's going on, Ray?""She's here, again!"I creased my brow, staring at my secretary. "excuse me, who's here?""The lady from before or should I say, your son's Mom."Instantly, I went wide in shock. "You mean, Fancy is here?" Ray nodded his head just as quickly. Without wasting time, I looked around my office, hoping it's in a good condition.. Though I have no idea why she's here, I must find out why, nevertheless. "Please send her in as soon as possible."Ray bowed his head and exited my office, while I paced from place to place, wondering what might have happened for her to come looking for me. It didn't take up to five minutes before I heard a knock on my office door. I quickly turned around to look at the door since I initially had my gaze towards the window. She walked in as if sh