MasukDawn's eyes slowly shift on Nancy who is looking at her with a firm expression. Her word brings a rush of confusion as she hears her words.
" What did you just say?" She asks, her voice cracking. " You told him to hide in the trunk until Young Master returned. You deleted all the video footage from the computer. Don't lie!" " NANCY!!!" Dawn screams, as tears stream down her face, " Don't - Don't dare to say something horrible and cruel like this. When did I tell my son to go there? When? We both searched every single car. We found him nowhere and now you are -!" She collapses on the floor, as the cramps in her stomach get stronger. " You, out of Everyone, accused me of killing my own son?" Dawn shouts her lung out, unable to understand why they are trying to make her a murderer of her own son. " I don't care. I don't care what you all want to say. Just give me my son. My Asher. My Baby!" She crawls back to her husband who is crying as much as she is. But he steps back, not letting her touch him. " Dawn Kingston! I regret marrying you that day. I always thought you were a vindictive woman who can hurt her own family. But killing your own son! How dare you!" He roars, embracing the lifeless body of Asher. " I regret that I trusted you with my son." " I .. I didn't. Don't... Don't say such a thing. Please give me my son! I beg you! Give me my Asher to me. He must be scared. So, give me." She clutches her belly and crawls back to him once again, " Please Travis! I beg you. Please - I... I beg you!" However, instead of getting response from him, Dawn finds herself being pulled by her hair, " I have proof that you kept your son in the trunk. Nancy gave it to me!" Spring smirks before she looks at Travis with tearful eyes. " What do you mean?" Travis asked, " Nancy! Please bring it to me!" Dawn watches Nancy taking the dash cam of her car from her pocket. She frowns confusedly since the Dash cam was stolen from her garage. Nancy told her that she found no dash cam. She had to replace the dash cam. After handing it to Travis, Nancy looks at her, with a smirk on her face. Dawn's eyes widen in realization. She was stabbed by her trusted people. Her tears fall as she looks at Travis to understand what there is happening. " You -!" Travis wants to curse her out but instead of that, he looks at Spring, " In his funeral, Please be his mother! I should have kicked her out the moment she gave birth of him. Spring! I am sorry for not trusting you and believing this woman!" " Wh-What?" Dawn looks at him, in disbelief. " What did you see that you are -!?" Travis throws the dash cam in front of her and turns towards the guard, " Lock her inside! She doesn't know who she messed with!" Dawn silently watches the recording. Her numb and empty eyes watch the meticulous conspiracy happening before her eyes. Nancy has the same body features like hers. But she can understand by her footsteps that it's Nancy. Tears stream down her face, as she looks at Nancy with utter betrayal. " He called you Aunt! He liked your cupcakes! How could you do it?" Nancy looks agitated when her eyes meet Dawn's cold and empty eyes. "How could you hurt him like this? How could you?" She gets up, trying to throw another hit on Nancy. The losing of her son makes her realizes that she doesn't have any reason to leave. She wants to kill each of them. She wants to kill her husband, that adoptive sister and this Nanny who she trusted. " I trusted you. My son trusted you. How could you dare to hurt my son?" Grabbing the broken piece of vase, Dawn rushes towards Nancy. Before Anyone can stop her, Nancy gasps as a mouthful blood comes out of her mouth. " My Gosh!" Spring runs towards Travis and hides behind him. " I will kill everyone whoever touched my son. Every single one!!!" She screams, her eyes are empty and numb. " Enough!!!! Dawn! How dare you! You just killed her!" " She deserved it!" Dawn laughs as she licks the blood on her hand, " She hurt my son! But you will never trust me. Travis! Give me my son. I will do anything. So give me my son, Okay? He must be scared. He can't stay without his Mama! Give me my son!" She begs, slowly approaching Travis. The droplets of blood fall on the floor, painting her heartbreak. " Travis! Do something! She will kill me. Please do something. She will hurt me!" Spring starts crying. Dawn laughs hysterically, as she approaches, " You have been cheating on me for four years. Now you brought another woman on my son's birthday. Such a good father you are! You didn't come to meet him last few months. You visited two weeks ago without saying anything to him. Now you are saying you should have brought him with you." She laughs maniacally, " Just admit! That Bitch who went to fuck her ex-boyfriend before your engagement is your priority. Now don't come around to show that you prioritise your son. Such a bullshit! She deserves being my son's mother? That bitch aborted three children since she was in middle school. She deserves to be a mother? How funny!" Spring starts panicking when Dawn starts coughing out all of her secrets that she swore not to expose. " What nonsense?!! I didn't do anything. Stop telling lies! You jealous Bitch!" Spring yells while shaking her head. " Jealous? Haha! Yes. I am jealous." She laughs, " I am jealous that he doesn't love me despite me being around him all the time. He doesn't love me despite doing everything for him. I am jealous that your kids will have him as their father but my son cried nonstop to see his father once. I am jealous and for hurting my only child, I will kill you both!" She snarls and runs towards Travis. " Dawn! Stop being a madwoman and calm down. Do you want me disgrace yourself in front of Asher! I am disappointed with you." Travis said, bringing her back to her sense. She doesn't have any plan to hurt any of them. Nancy won't die. She will just lose her consciousness because of blood loss. She doesn't want to be a murderer in front of her son's dead body. She wants to snatch her son back to her embrace. She doesn't believe that her son is dead. If she holds her son for once, he will wake up. He is just playing a game with her like always. Yet, she has lost her mind. She doesn't want her son's murderer acting like his mother. She doesn't want to leave her alone. She is scared that she will lose her son forever. So, she runs towards him, an attempt to get her son back. The love and respect she had for Travis is long gone. Now she just wants her son back to her. " Give me my son, Travis! I will spare both of -!" Her eyes widen in shock and a strong pain in her belly. She looks at Spring who is standing before her, stabbing one of those pieces of Vase. A wicked grin and a cruel gaze fall upon Dawn . " I don't want to die. And you have no right to destroy the chance I finally got!" She pushes her so strongly that, Dawn falls on the floor, the pieces of Vase piercing through her body. The Cramp in her stomach finally releases but with something flowing out her body. She looks at the blood that spreads on the floor. The sudden realisation stuck into her mind, she starts sobbing loudly, " My... My Baby! My Baby... No."Five years later,Life has settled into its own rhythm. All the troubles they have gone through have finally been handled off without any problems. Tiara graduated from the same university, dropping out of the program to stay with her family.The relationship with Danny has been solid since day one. Although she felt a bit awkward. After all, she only knew how to love one-sidedly. So when Danny's attention started coming like a downpour, she couldn't handle it at first.Thankfully, she consulted the only person she trusted more. Dawn. Also, to make sure the relationship rules that the Ericsons strictly follow are respected, Tiara has started joining Travis's company as an intern. This way nobody can point out that she is dating without having any career.In the meantime, Tiara, being the kindest girl, decided not to go through legal punishment for David and her friends.She later learned that David had been stalking her for a long time. But she didn't give that much attention since sh
It feels like life has decided not to slow down for them at all, as if the house itself has been strapped into another violent turn of a rollercoaster it never agreed to ride. The days that follow are heavy, thick with unspoken fear and exhaustion. Dawn barely sleeps. Every sound makes her flinch. She checks on Asher far more than necessary, sometimes standing by his crib long after he has fallen asleep, her hand hovering over his chest just to make sure he is breathing. Travis never comments on it. He simply stays close, a silent wall at her back, his presence steady and unwavering. Jim becomes a ghost in his own home. He answers when spoken to, nods when required, but otherwise retreats into himself. The guilt sits on him like a physical weight, dragging his shoulders down, hollowing out his eyes. No one presses him. There is nothing left to say that would undo what has already happened. Mrs Ericson responds the only way she knows how. She tightens everything. Security is double
The alarm does not go off immediately.That is what makes it worse.The estate is large, layered with corridors and soundproofed rooms meant for privacy and calm. For several minutes after Kayla disappears, there is only controlled movement, security checking exits, staff answering clipped questions, radios murmuring low updates. Everyone assumes she is trying to flee the property.No one imagines she would move deeper inside.Travis and Dawn send a message to the nanny who informs her that she is with Asher. Not to worry about it. Feeling relieved, both of them join to alert Tiara and Danny. In the meantime, The nanny hums softly as she walks back and forth, Asher cradled against her shoulder. He is half-asleep, tiny fingers curled into the fabric of her uniform, breathing slow and even. He woke up earlier when the alert rang. Now she is doing her best to put him in sleep.She has no idea anything is wrong. She has already locked the door. But she doesn't know that Kayla has alrea
After sending Kayla to the medical room despite her protests, Jim walks out of the room. His steps are slow, uneven, as if the weight of everything that just happened has finally settled on his shoulders. The door clicks shut behind him, muffling Kayla’s distant voice, and the sound makes him flinch. Mrs Ericson stands a few steps away, her posture rigid, her expression cold enough to chill the air around her. Her lips are pressed into a thin line, eyes sharp and unforgiving. Travis and Dawn stand nearby, side by side, both quiet, both alert. Dawn’s fingers are still curled slightly, as if she hasn’t fully relaxed since the knife incident, while Travis’s stance remains protective, shoulders squared. “All of you, come with me,” Mrs Ericson says, turning on her heel without waiting for a response. She heads toward the spa room, pushing the door open with decisive force. The soft lighting inside contrasts sharply with the tension following them in. The employees who are cleaning the a
The room freezes.For a heartbeat, no one moves. The knife trembles in Kayla’s grip, the thin line of steel pressed hard enough against her wrist to blanch the skin beneath it. Her fingers are slick with sweat, knuckles white, the tendons in her hand standing out sharply. Her breath comes in sharp, uneven pulls, chest rising too fast, eyes shining with tears that refuse to fall, blinking too rapidly as if her body can’t decide whether to cry or fight.The servants instinctively step back, one of them gasping softly before clamping a hand over their mouth. Another stiffens, eyes fixed on the blade. A chair scrapes faintly as someone shifts, then stills again, the sound jarring in the sudden silence.Travis instinctively reaches for Dawn, his hand closing firmly around her wrist, grounding. Dawn stiffens for half a second before leaning into him. At the same time, to Tiara's absolute surprise, Danny grabs her arm and pulls her closer, shielding her with his body. Tiara’s breath hitches
The reaction is immediate.Kayla’s sob breaks out the moment the question hangs in the air, loud and raw, as if someone has just struck her. She cries hard, shoulders shaking violently, the sound sharp and desperate, like grief that has nowhere to go. It is excessive, almost theatrical, but convincing enough to make the servants pause behind the doorway.“I can’t believe this,” she cries, pressing a hand to her chest as if her heart might shatter. “I can’t believe you’re doubting me like this. You are supposed to be my side..”Her tear-filled eyes lift and lock onto Dawn, narrowing just a fraction before widening again, wounded. “Don’t you think it’s strange?” she continues, her voice trembling. “She suddenly decides I’m not pregnant the moment I walk into this family?”She points shakily toward Dawn. “Are you taking revenge on me?” Her voice rises. “Is it because I said I would be your sister-in-law? Or is it because I talked about you being Travis’s replacement bride?”The words hit







