It was clear how a small child curled up in a dark and stuffy room, in a worrying condition. She could only cry, enduring the pain all over her body, which now appeared bruised in several parts.
The heartbreaking situation was something she often experienced; her agonizing cries were not from the blows and violence he received, but from the heartache of never receiving love like other children. Her childhood was only filled with fear and anxiety.
The small door in front of him slowly opened, increasing the child's fear. She widened her eyes as someone approached with a belt in hand.
"I beg you, I promise I'll never misbehave again, I'll be a good child," the child sobbed. However, it seemed like a futile plea as the person began to swing the belt in their hand.
Jasmine immediately opened her eyes wide, sweat dampening the side of her face, her heart pounding fast, and her body trembling. Once again, the nightmare plagued her sleep. Jasmine didn't know how long she had been experiencing this continuously, lately making her sometimes afraid to even close her eyes.
"Are you okay?" A deep voice beside her asked, making Jasmine immediately turn to look at Seth, who was staring at her with concern. Seth sat right beside her with a book in his hand, making Jasmine immediately shift her gaze to the clock, which showed midnight.
"Did you have a bad dream again?" Seth asked, then reached out his hand and gently stroked Jasmine's temple, making Jasmine immediately grab Seth's hand and hold it tightly. The cold touch of his hand made Jasmine feel comforted. Jasmine placed Seth's palm on the side of her face, realizing that someone was now beside her making her feel calmer, just like when she was a child, experiencing something bad.
"Should we meet with Cindy?" Seth asked, now moving closer to Jasmine and lying down, observing how Jasmine's face still looked fearful.
"I'm fine," Jasmine replied.
"Lately, you've been having frequent nightmares, is something bothering you?" Seth asked, moving his thumb on Jasmine's face, making Jasmine pause, looking at Seth's face that always made her feel calm.
"I don't know, maybe something is bothering me," Jasmine replied nonchalantly. However, before Seth could ask further, Jasmine diverted the conversation.
"Since when have you been in my room?" Jasmine asked.
"For the past two hours," Seth replied.
"You couldn't sleep?"
"No, I just miss you," Seth replied, making Jasmine sigh irritably. It was the same answer Seth always gave, but it always managed to make Jasmine's heart beat faster, even though Jasmine always denied it.
"Lately you've been staying at home more often and always coming into my room," Jasmine said, causing Seth's thumb movement to pause. Seth gazed deeply into Jasmine's eyes.
"I just want to enjoy the home atmosphere," he said, a lie that Jasmine could see through. Seth never felt comfortable at his own home. He would only come occasionally if his father asked. Yes, Seth did decide to leave home after graduating from school, and since then he kept his distance from his father, whom he was never close to in the first place. That was what Jasmine knew.
"Do you always take every question of mine as a joke? You never answer seriously," Jasmine complained, shifting her sleeping position. Jasmine turned her back to Seth and tried to close her eyes. Jasmine didn't know what was on Seth's mind. It was too difficult to guess. But Jasmine felt like Seth always treated her as trivial.
The next moment, Jasmine felt Seth's strong hand encircling her waist, his warm breath caressing the nape of her neck, making Jasmine only able to bite her lower lip to contain the sensations Seth was giving her.
"Go back to sleep, I'm sure a busy schedule awaits you tomorrow," Seth whispered, making Jasmine chuckle. However, the calming scent of Seth always managed to make Jasmine feel comfortable and slowly drift back to sleep.
From the beginning, Seth's presence was a blessing that Jasmine felt, but fate played with them. Jasmine didn't know whether becoming a family could make her feel grateful or the opposite.
Jasmine was startled when her phone rang loudly, making her immediately look to the side of her bed. Seth was no longer there, and the sun was already rising outside. Yes, and that was a common occurrence. Jasmine then reached for her phone where Patricia's name was displayed on the screen.
"Jess," she exclaimed, making Jasmine grimace.
"Patty, it's still early, do you want to ruin my mood?" Jasmine complained.
"Oh God, seriously. Jess, did you cancel our contract with Milo?" Patricia asked, sounding annoyed, making Jasmine pause for a moment as if remembering.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you," Jasmine answered casually.
"Why?"
"Because I don't feel like going to Hawaii right now. Why should we go all the way there for a photoshoot?" Jasmine replied, and she was sure Patricia was cursing her out by now.
"Come on, Jess, it's not just that we'll do in Hawaii, we_"
"Yeah, I know, and I don't want to do it. Just handle them and tell them I'll pay the fine," Jasmine replied, then decided to hang up the phone just like that. Jasmine then chose to get ready immediately because she didn't want to make her manager even more upset due to her carelessness with her schedule today.
Jasmine descended the stairs. She planned to go straight to her activities, but her steps halted when it seemed like people were waiting for her at the dining table.
"Jasmine, we're waiting for you," said a middle-aged man who had a face similar to Seth's, whom she had long called Daddy. This left Jasmine with no choice but to approach and pull a chair right next to Evelyn.
"How's work? Is everything going smoothly?" Lucas asked, making Jasmine nod.
"Yes, everything is going as usual," Jasmine replied shortly, hoping to end Lucas's further questions.
"Good then," Lucas replied. Jasmine was about to reach for some bread, but her hand stopped when Evelyn grabbed her wrist. Jasmine immediately looked at her mother who was now smiling at her. Understanding the meaning behind the smile, Jasmine abandoned her intention and opted to sip the juice nearby.
"Why?" Lucas asked.
"Not just_"
"Jasmine is on a diet, she has a photoshoot in Hawaii next Sunday," Evelyn interjected, making Jasmine look at her mother incredulously, but unable to refute.
"Ah, but still, you have to take care of your health, okay?" Lucas said, making Jasmine smile thinly. Seth didn't miss any of this.
"Oh yes, Seth, don't forget to have dinner with the Sanchez family tonight," Lucas said, making Jasmine immediately look at Seth, who was also looking at her.
"You'll have dinner outside?" Jasmine asked.
"Yes, and your mother said your schedule is very busy until later, so we don't want to disturb your activities. Besides, tonight's dinner is just a regular one for Seth and Monica," Lucas explained.
"Monica?" Jasmine asked, feeling unfamiliar with the name.
"Yes, Monica Sanchez. She's the daughter of Daddy's friend and also an old friend of Seth. Just consider it their reunion, right, Seth?" Lucas said, making Seth nod and smile faintly.
Jasmine gazed at Lily, who was now sleeping soundly in her bassinet. The quiet night was accompanied by the gentle ticking of the wall clock. Moonlight streamed through the window, providing just enough dim light to see her daughter's tiny face. Jasmine slowly reached out her hand, caressing the soft, rosy cheek as gently as a cloud. Her touch was so delicate, as if she feared disturbing the sweet dreams that might be filling Lily's mind."My child," she whispered softly, barely audible. "You mean everything to me."Since Lily's arrival, Jasmine felt that happiness had finally found its way to her. A feeling that once seemed so foreign now blossomed in her heart. The pain she had once endured seemed repaid in full by Lily's presence. A small smile formed on her lips as she remembered the long nights filled with tears, now replaced by the baby's small laughs and giggles.Yet, behind all this happiness, there was a shadow of fear that constantly haunted Jasmine. Sometimes, she feared th
Seth walked quickly towards the nursery, cold sweat running down his temples. Panic gripped him after realizing the fatal mistake he had just made. "How could I forget that bag?" he thought, frantically. His briefcase contained important documents that should never fall into Jasmine’s hands. He needed to retrieve them before Jasmine opened it.However, as the nursery door opened, he saw his worst fear realized. Jasmine stood there, holding the document he wanted to keep from her. Her eyes widened as she read its contents, then she looked at Seth with a gaze full of questions and disappointment."Seth, what does this mean?" Jasmine's voice trembled, reflecting the turmoil in her heart. She held up the document, pointing it at Seth. "It says that I'm not Mommy's child. How is that possible?"Seth stood stunned in the doorway, feeling as if the world was collapsing around him. He knew this moment would come, the moment he had feared for so long. "Jasmine, let me explain," he said, trying
Jasmine glanced at the clock on the wall, which showed ten in the morning. Time seemed to move at a snail's pace, slow and torturous. Her impatience waiting for their baby’s birth often left Jasmine confused about how to spend her days.Today, she decided to organize the baby items she had just bought with Seth. With a smile on her face, Jasmine pulled out tiny socks from the shopping bag, a blue and white combination that looked adorable in her hands. She then moved on to the clothes, hats, and shoes, feeling her heart swell with joy as she imagined the little angel who would soon be in their midst.In the middle of tidying up, Jasmine suddenly remembered something. "The cute sweater we bought, where did I put it?" she thought, furrowing her brow. With her already large belly, she slowly rummaged through the shopping bags around her. However, the sweater was nowhere to be found."Ah, where did I put it?" Jasmine grew more anxious. She decided to search in another room, trying to reca
Jasmine had spent the entire day in silence, her mind in turmoil. Monica's words kept replaying in her head, making her restless. Jasmine wasn't sure what Monica intended by mentioning those things, especially since she had never intended to discuss her pregnancy, neither publicly nor with her family.She felt like nobody cared about her, so she assumed people wouldn't be too interested in her latest news, including her mother, Evelyn. However, Monica's words made Jasmine reconsider. Should she inform her mother and Lucas about this happy news? What if they got angry and disapproved, especially if they found out it was Seth's child?Jasmine didn't know what steps to take. Monica had left a puzzle about what Seth knew about Evelyn's news. Jasmine started to wonder if Seth was keeping a secret from her."Mine," Seth said, now sitting beside Jasmine. Jasmine was startled, not even realizing Seth had come home."Seth, you're back? When did you come in?" Jasmine asked again, making Seth lo
Monica sat in the backseat of her luxurious car, her black sunglasses framing her graceful face. Her sharp gaze was fixed on a modest house not far from where her car was parked by the roadside. Nearly ten minutes had passed, and she remained patiently waiting, counting each passing second."Are you sure this is their house?" Monica broke the silence with a low yet firm tone, her eyes still glued to the door of the house.The bespectacled man sitting next to the driver turned to Monica. "Yes, Miss. Miss Jasmine used to live here first, and Mr. Seth joined her just a few weeks ago," he explained calmly.Monica nodded slowly, but her patience was wearing thin. "Should I find out more, Charles?" offered Charles, Monica's personal secretary, in a polite yet attentive manner.Monica shook her head. "No need, let's just wait. I have plenty of time today." Her voice exuded confidence, though a hint of impatience flickered across her face.Time crawled by, but Monica's patience was finally re
Seth looked over at Jasmine, who was busy with the flower arrangement in front of her. The room was filled with the fresh fragrance of flowers, creating a calm and warm atmosphere. Seeing his wife engrossed in her work, Seth smiled. He walked over, carrying a glass of Jasmine's favorite juice."Beautiful flowers," Seth said softly, enough to make Jasmine look up. She greeted her husband's smile with a sweet smile of her own."Thank you," Jasmine replied, gently taking the juice from Seth's hand. "You always know how to make me feel better.""Drink it slowly. I need to call Fito first," Seth said, gently touching Jasmine's shoulder. Jasmine nodded slowly, understanding that Seth always had many things to take care of.Seth walked away with his phone in hand, but his eyes occasionally glanced at Jasmine, who was once again focused on her flowers. With her growing belly, Jasmine looked so beautiful and graceful. She always found peace in arranging those flowers.While waiting for the cal