เข้าสู่ระบบSebastian had spent most of the morning buried in paperwork, reviewing documents and making calls to various people around the office. Ordinarily, the atmosphere at Sterling Enterprises was tense enough to make even the most confident employee think twice before approaching his office. Today, however, it was considerably worse.His foul mood had spread through the entire floor, leaving everyone on edge. Even Desiree, who had grown accustomed to her boss's demanding nature, was finding it difficult to concentrate. She was beginning to think there was little point in maintaining a serious façade around Sebastian when he seemed determined to snap at anyone who dared breathe too loudly in his presence.Working for a man who was perpetually on edge was exhausting. One mistake, however minor, could earn an employee a dressing-down in front of the entire office. And judging by Sebastian's expression this morning, nobody was entirely safe.Desiree knocked before entering his office, a fresh d
Unfortunately, Rosie’s thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of a little girl’s sleepy voice drifting into the bedroom.“Mummy… um… morning…”Rosie turned towards the doorway to find Izzie standing there, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands. The little girl yawned several times before shuffling towards her mother and promptly collapsing onto the bed beside her.Within seconds, she had snuggled into the pillows as though she intended to fall straight back to sleep.Rosie couldn’t help smiling.She quickly switched off her phone, unwilling to let Izzie see anything related to Regina. The last thing she needed was for her daughter to discover that her grandmother had been trying to contact them. Izzie might immediately demand to see Regina, and Rosie wasn’t prepared to deal with a tantrum over something she hadn’t yet decided how to handle herself.“Come on, sweetheart. Wake up. It’s nearly eight o’clock.”“Mm… I want to sleep some more, Mummy.” Izzie burrowed further benea
Rosie tried to wipe away her tears, but they refused to stop.She was upset, though not for her own sake. What hurt most was the expression she had seen in Sebastian’s eyes: the anger, the disappointment, and beneath it all, a sadness so deep that it had left her feeling utterly helpless.He was hurting because she had decided to give Regina a chance.And somehow, that hurt Rosie more than anything else.She had too much to think about, too many conflicting emotions pulling her in different directions. The complicated history between herself, Regina and Sebastian was a tangled mess, and she had no idea how to navigate it without hurting someone.Deep down, she knew Sebastian had a point. His reasoning was sound, and she couldn’t deny that her decision to entertain Regina's apology was driven largely by emotion.For the past ten years, Regina had done absolutely nothing to help her. Not once had she offered Rosie a genuine hand when she was struggling in her marriage. Instead of trying
“Give me your phone. I’ll block her myself.”Sebastian’s voice was sharp and demanding, his patience hanging by a thread. He was furious, and Rosie understood why.She knew how much resentment and anger he harboured towards his mother. She had witnessed Regina’s neglect firsthand throughout Sebastian’s childhood, watched her drown herself in alcohol and scream at anyone unfortunate enough to cross her path within the Sterling family mansion.Regina and Robert had fought constantly. Whenever their arguments grew too loud, Rosie would wrap her arms around Sebastian and hold him close as he cried. For all his arrogant young-master bravado, little Sebastian had still been a vulnerable boy, frightened and upset whenever he witnessed his parents tearing into each other.Rosie remembered the first day she had entered the Sterling mansion. Sebastian had been running up and down the corridor, knocking against expensive vases as he desperately tried to attract Regina’s attention.But his mother
Rosie was so stunned by Regina’s apology that, for a moment, she wondered whether she was dreaming.Did she really just apologise to me?She pulled the phone away from her ear and checked the caller ID, as though she needed to reassure herself that she was speaking to the same Regina Sterling who had repeatedly called her ungrateful without ever bothering to hear her side of the story.It was definitely Regina.What happened to her? Why has she suddenly changed? Is this some sort of trap?Suspicion crowded Rosie's mind. She couldn't quite bring herself to trust the sudden change in her mother-in-law's attitude. After years of being dismissed and belittled, she had learnt that a few kind words weren't necessarily a sign that someone had changed for the better.She remained guarded as Regina continued the conversation.“You've never told me about this before, but…” Regina hesitated, choosing her words carefully. “I know Charles has abused you terribly. What exactly did he do to you, Ros
“Oh, thank goodness! You’ve finally answered!”The moment Rosie heard Regina’s voice, her entire body tensed.She knew she had done nothing wrong and had no reason to feel guilty in front of her mother-in-law. Yet the mere thought of that formidable woman was enough to make her nervous. Years of being looked down upon had taught Rosie to approach Regina with caution, never quite knowing when a conversation might turn unpleasant.“Rosie? Are you still there?” Regina asked.Rosie swallowed, trying to steady herself. She sat on the edge of the bed, clutching her phone a little tighter as she brought it closer to her ear.“H-hello.”On the other end of the line, Regina released a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding. The relief was almost overwhelming. For a moment, she'd genuinely feared that Rosie had blocked her number, just as she'd blocked Charles and the rest of her family.Does she still think there's something worth saving between us? Or has she simply forgotten I exist?
Rosie sat at the dining table, the candlelight flickering softly against untouched plates. The roasted chicken—Isabella’s favourite—had long since gone cold.She glanced at the clock.Nine o’clock.Charles Sterling was not home.He had promised. He had promised their daughter he would return before
Rosie scarcely realised she had begun to run until the corridor stretched before her like something endless, her heels striking sharply against the marble as though urging her forward. Tears blurred her vision, spilling freely now, unchecked and unwelcome.This family… they’re all monsters.The tho
Her fingers trembled as she dialled his number.He picked up almost immediately.“Yes?”“Where is my daughter?” Rosie demanded.A soft chuckle. “You mean our daughter?”Her jaw tightened. “Don’t play games with me, Charles.”“She’s fine,” he said casually. “We’re at the toy store. She’s picking wha
Rosie reacted at once, catching hold of her daughter’s arm and gently but firmly pulling her aside.“I’m so sorry, Sebastian,” she said quickly. “P–Please don’t be upset with Izzie. She’s only a child, I—”“Tch. It’s fine,” he cut in, dismissive. “Just make me the same smoothie. And from now on, yo







