Chapter 17

Four years later….

The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow across the dining area. Irene's footsteps were hurried as she entered the room, dressed smartly in an office-style shirt and trousers. With swift movements, she tied her hair into a neat ponytail, exuding an air of professionalism and determination.

As Irene approached the dining table, her gaze fell upon Noah, who was happily munching on Magdalena's toast. A fond smile tugged at the corners of Irene's lips as she watched her son enjoy his breakfast.

"Good morning, sweetheart," Irene greeted Noah, her voice carrying a mixture of affection and urgency. She swiftly pulled out a chair and sat down, her movements quick and precise.

Magdalena, who was busy tending to the breakfast spread, looked at Irene with a knowing expression. "Irene, dear, remember to take a moment to breathe. There's still a bit of time before you need to rush off."

Irene nodded, but her focus remained on the plate of food in fr