The rain had finally stopped, and out of nowhere, the sun broke through the clouds, casting a golden glow over the town. It was as if the summer sky had never been gloomy in the first place. The air smelled fresh, carrying a hint of damp earth. Adela walked alongside Layson Norman, her steps light but her thoughts heavy.She didn’t know what to say. Since his arrival, the tension between them had been unbearable. He wasn’t as cold as before, but that didn’t make things any less awkward.“When are you heading back to New York?” she finally asked, breaking the silence.Layson turned his head slightly to look at her, his sharp gaze unreadable. His steps slowed, and his expression darkened.Was she trying to get rid of him now? First, she ran away, and now she couldn’t even wait for him to leave? Her audacity was truly growing by the day.“Am I making you that uncomfortable?” His voice was low, edged with something almost dangerous.Adela immediately felt a jolt of panic, quickly waving h
After returning from Florida, Adela hadn’t seen or heard from Layson Norman at all. It was as if he had vanished. Even the usual office gossip about him had completely died down. She found it strange, but more than that—she felt… unsettled.For someone who had been avoiding him for so long, she shouldn’t have been bothered by his silence. Yet, she was. Keeping tabs on him had somehow become a habit, something she did without even realizing it.Cora stepped out of the conference room and immediately spotted Adela lost in thought again. Since their return, Adela had been like this—distracted, absent-minded. Then again, maybe she had always been like this.Cora still found it odd, though. Leopold had told her that Layson had traveled to Florida with him, but strangely enough, no one had actually seen Layson while they were there. When Cora had asked Adela about it, she had stuttered through a vague, unclear answer.Then, after they got back, rumors began circulating in New York’s busines
After stepping out of Leopold’s office, Adela paused at the door for a moment. The words he had just spoken echoed in her ears—Layson was in the hospital.She couldn't quite figure out how she felt. There was an odd emptiness inside her, a strange sensation she couldn’t describe.……Layson lay in the hospital bed, his face pale, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he wasn’t sleeping well.Diana had just learned this morning that Layson had been hospitalized. Standing by his bedside, she looked at his normally sharp, imposing face, now drained of color, and felt an inexplicable discomfort.Layson Norman never let himself end up like this.He was always in control, always composed, yet now, here he was, lying unconscious.“What the hell happened to him?” Diana’s voice was stern, carrying a hint of frustration as she turned to Barnes, who stood nearby.Barnes knew that Layson had been pushing himself too hard—nonstop work, endless business negotiations, and his latest brutal takeover of t
Dexter took Ralph back home. He knew Layson didn’t want them staying at the hospital any longer, so he had practically pushed them out. Ralph sulked the entire car ride, clearly unhappy about leaving. He had wanted to stay by Layson’s side, but his father had been firm about sending him home. No matter how much he protested, Layson was even more stubborn.Dexter wasn’t surprised. He had already figured out that this had everything to do with Adela. His older brother had fallen hard.He never imagined Layson would take things so seriously. Years ago, he had resented him for what he had done to Adela, but looking at things now, maybe… this was fate.Dexter had been back in New York for some time now, but he hadn’t yet seen Adela. Even so, it seemed like her name was everywhere. It was as if she had always been a presence in the Norman family.But there was no longer any love left in his heart for her—only the most sincere blessing for an old friend.“Ralph, do you want your mom and dad
The setting sun painted the streets with a golden hue. Adela walked slowly, her eyes fixed on the long shadow stretching in front of her, lost in thought.She was almost home. Recently, Herbie had insisted that Adela no longer needed to pick her up, saying she was old enough to manage on her own. Instead, she had Adela buy her a small phone so she could check in whenever needed.After work, Adela had stopped by the supermarket to pick up a few things for dinner.What she didn’t know was that, at this very moment, two unexpected guests were waiting for her at her apartment building’s entrance, standing near the elevator.The moment she stepped through the glass doors, her footsteps faltered.Ralph was standing beside Diana, his tiny hand held firmly in hers. But as soon as he spotted Adela, his face lit up with joy, and he quickly broke free from Diana’s grasp.“Mommy! You’re finally back!”Adela froze. It had been a while since she last saw Ralph, long enough that she had almost forgo
In the bedroom, Ralph excitedly pulled out his brand-new gaming console, a gift from Dexter. He was eager to show it off, but Herbie wasn’t as interested. Her thoughts were elsewhere—she still wasn’t sure who the woman outside was.Leaning in closer to Ralph, she kept her ears trained on the conversation happening in the living room. But all she could hear was the sound of the game playing.“Ralph, who’s that lady with you?” she finally asked.“My grandma.”Ralph answered casually, focusing on his game.In truth, it had been Ralph’s idea to bring Diana over. After returning home with Dexter the night before, he had immediately sought out his grandmother, explaining that Layson refused to stay in the hospital and that he was desperate to see Adela. Ralph believed that if there was anyone Layson would listen to, it was Adela.“Your grandma?” Herbie’s heart skipped a beat.She had no idea what Diana’s attitude toward Adela was like, nor did she know why she had come here today. Even thou
The lights in the living room felt especially bright that evening, casting a warm glow over the home. Accompanied by the laughter of two children, the dinner table was filled with chatter and joy, making the space feel incredibly cozy.Adela ate in silence, occasionally glancing up at them. Something felt different tonight.For the first time, looking at Ralph didn’t feel as distant as it had before. In fact, she felt something unfamiliar—a subtle warmth spreading in her heart, filling a space she hadn't even realized was empty.“Mom, we have this teacher at school, and he’s super funny! He makes silly faces at us every day!”Ralph animatedly waved his hands as he spoke, eager to share everything with Adela. He wanted to make sure she didn’t feel like a stranger to him—he wanted her to know him, to remember him.Adela didn't say anything at first, just listened. But when he called her “Mom,” it didn’t feel as unnatural as it had before.“Oh! You’re talking about that short, chubby tea
Adela and Dexter had been chatting for a while, catching up on life and reminiscing about the past. Time passed quickly. Dexter told Adela that he hoped she’d find happiness and a life she truly wanted. He wished she wouldn’t live for others but for herself because she deserved so much more.Adela could tell Dexter had let go of his feelings for her. He was talking to her as a friend now.“It’s getting late. I should take Ralph back. His grandmother will start worrying soon.”Dexter stood up, preparing to leave, and Adela followed suit. It was late, and she couldn’t stay here any longer. Ralph had already started yawning outside and didn’t want to leave just yet, glued to the TV with Herbie, watching cartoons.“Ralph, let’s head home!”When Ralph heard his name, he immediately jumped up from the couch and walked over. Herbie glanced back at Dexter. She recognized him—she’d seen him around New York when she was younger. Even though she was just a kid back then, she clearly remembered D
Layson looked at Adela sitting across from him—fresh from a shower, cheeks still flushed pink. Her eyes burned with a bright, piercing light—he couldn’t tell if it was from anger or confusion.Her thick, dark hair hung loosely over her shoulders, the ends softly curled. She looked effortlessly beautiful in her loungewear—there was something so cozy and real about her like this.Layson always knew she was stunning. That’s what drew him to her in the first place. But it wasn’t just her looks. It was her passion, the way her eyes lit up when she talked about jewelry design. She had a fire in her that was rare.He especially liked those quiet nights in the study, when she curled up in his lap and excitedly pointed out the elements of her designs, explaining her inspiration. The joy she radiated when he praised her ideas was irresistible.And this afternoon—watching her speak so animatedly to Carl Rodriguez about her design, her face glowing, the way Carl looked at her like he was entrance
Adela watched Carl Rodriguez study the designs so seriously that she felt bad interrupting. She just quietly sipped two glasses of juice while waiting.Carl chuckled as he looked over the pages. “Not a coffee fan? I noticed you always order juice.”Her expression tensed slightly. “Yeah, not really into coffee.”That wasn’t true—she actually liked coffee. But now that she was pregnant, she’d intentionally switched to juice.She was still conflicted about the baby.Letting out a quiet sigh, Adela turned her gaze to the window, zoning out again.After nearly an hour, Carl finally nodded. “I’m impressed. Let’s go with this design.”Adela looked up at him, completely confused. You made me wait a whole hour just to say that?“If you’re satisfied, then we’ll move forward,” she said calmly. “The final payment can be sent to the same account as before. If that’s all, I’ll be heading out.”Just as she was about to stand up, Carl unexpectedly placed his hand on hers. His fingers were warm and sm
Adela was resting her chin on her hands, staring blankly at the design on her screen, her mind still stuck on what Layson said that morning.She couldn’t help wondering—how much did he know?Did he already know about what Marah tried to do to her?Last night, when he had her bowl taken away so suddenly, she didn’t think much of it. But looking back now, it felt completely out of character for him.Layson was someone who grew up in privilege. He had that natural aloofness, elegant and refined. Ever since taking over the company, he became even more calm and composed. Publicly embarrassing someone? Definitely not his style—unless someone touched his bottom line.Did he even have one?Was it... the child she was carrying?As she was spacing out, her phone lit up. A call from an unfamiliar number.She picked up, and a lazy, low-pitched male voice came through, smooth and teasing, “Adela, I’d like to see the design in advance.”There were still two days until the deadline, and Adela had al
Marah made a move to grab Adela’s hand, but Adela casually tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, avoiding her without looking obvious. Marah’s hand just hung there awkwardly in the air.Still smiling sweetly, Marah watched Adela standing in the doorway.Adela stepped aside and walked into the house, calm and composed. “The director was asking about you today—why you haven’t been showing up at work. Something happen?”Ralph had already run down from upstairs and jumped into Adela’s arms. She carried him to the couch and sat down.Marah trailed closely behind, letting out a delicate laugh. “I went on a short trip with a friend—just a weekend getaway. The car broke down and I lost my phone. I called in to report to the director as soon as I got back.”Adela gave her a look. The woman sitting across from her wore an innocent expression with wide eyes and a hint of flirtatious charm at the corners. If not for her unusually pale complexion giving away her real condition, Adela might
Adela thought about it and decided to take Cici’s advice—she needed to get the truth from Lily. She still didn’t really know what happened that night. Layson didn’t talk much, and Barnes had brushed her off, saying he didn’t know.She didn’t tell Layson she was going to see Lily. But she’d overheard Barnes mention she was still being held at the precinct. So, right after work, she and Cici drove over together.A police officer led them toward the holding cells and casually mentioned something strange along the way.“That Lily girl—she left an impression. She admitted to everything and since the victim wasn’t really hurt, the sentence was light, only eight months. But get this—she begged for three years. Isn’t that weird?”Adela and Cici exchanged glances. “Did she lose her mind or something?”Cici clutched Adela’s arm like she expected to find a lunatic behind bars.But when they saw Lily, she actually looked surprisingly normal—none of that wild-eyed mess they’d been imagining. In fa
Several teachers rushed in to calm things down. The program director and staff tried to smooth over the tension with the parents. This was the Royal Prep Academy—more upscale than most preschools—where kids were trained in special skill sets.One young teacher nervously explained the whole incident.Apparently, three kids had gotten into a scuffle over something someone said about moms. One little girl had overheard an adult say that Ralph didn’t have a known mother, and she blurted it out today.Ralph insisted he had a mom, but the girl didn’t believe him. That led to arguing. The girl got angry and scratched Ralph first. Ralph instinctively tried to scratch back. Then two of her little friends jumped in to defend her, and suddenly the four kids were all rolling on the floor. By the time teachers stepped in, Ralph already had a big scratch across his cheek.Now, this wasn’t a huge deal—none of the kids were seriously hurt. But it wasn’t a small thing either. Ralph had clear marks on
Adela frowned at Mr. Norman, realizing just how alike he and Layson were—both stubborn and unwilling to listen.After a brief pause, she said, “Mr. Norman, I really don't see any reason for me to move into your family estate.”Mr. Norman's face turned red with anger. “You're carrying Layson's child. That means you must live at the estate. I make the decisions here.”Adela countered, “When I was pregnant with Ralph, no one mentioned moving in.”The two went back and forth, neither willing to back down.Layson, rubbing his temples, sat down on the hospital bed, watching them silently. His presence seemed to dampen their argument, and their voices gradually lowered.“Are you two done?”He smirked, though the smile didn't reach his eyes, as if watching a farce.Once the room quieted, he said, “Let's go to your room, Father.”The caregiver, relieved, quickly wheeled Mr. Norman out.Left alone, Layson pulled Adela close, one hand gripping her chin, the other around her waist. He kissed her
Adela’s first instinct was honestly to get rid of the baby.For one, she and Layson weren’t married yet—she was just his publicly acknowledged girlfriend. And having a child out of wedlock was still something she hadn’t fully come to terms with.She wasn’t ready to go through that kind of thing again.What she feared even more was if Layson decided to propose just because she was pregnant. They were still working through their relationship. Getting married for the baby wasn’t the future she wanted.Layson’s grip on her arm tightened. She looked up at him, her voice barely hiding a trace of sorrow. “Can you just give me a couple of days to think about it?”That one line cut through Layson like a knife.He didn’t understand. Their relationship had been solid. Why was Adela so unwilling to have a child with him? Did it mean she never intended to, even after marriage?That thought hit him like a chain around his neck, tightening with every second.He held her close but didn’t say a word.
Lily’s mind was all over the place. She stared at the man in front of her, someone who seemed almost god-like, then finally dropped her gaze and whispered, “It wasn’t her who told me to do it.”Even Barnes was shocked.“Lily, seriously? You’re telling me you came up with all that on your own? That’s wild.”He looked at her with exasperation. Honestly, he couldn’t understand what kind of dark magic Marah had over people. First Richard, now Lily—they both let themselves be used like pawns.But Lily spoke again, this time even firmer. “I did everything. It was me alone.”Layson, holding Adela in his arms, didn’t move. He just stared coldly at the woman kneeling on the floor. “Why?”Lily bit back her pain, slowly raised her head, and looked at him with a bitter, broken smile. “Because I was jealous. Why does she get to be by your side? Why won’t you even look at me? I miss you so much, it’s driven me insane. The only way I could see you... was through Adela.”The room fell into heavy sile