LOGINTo all my amazing readers, Thank you—from the depth of my heart—for walking through this journey with me. Your support, your patience, your comments, and your love kept me going every step of the way. I am truly grateful to everyone who stayed with this story until the very end. If at any point th
“Okay, Daddy,” Dimitri agreed. “I’ll go tell Mrs. Gloria to get me ready!” Denovon set him down carefully, and Dimitri dashed off to find Mrs. Gloria—who wasn’t just their cook but also Dimitri’s nanny. “Slow down, Dimitri!” Emily called with a tired sigh. “Why does he like running every time?”
“I promise you will never be at a disadvantage.” The words suddenly crossed Emily’s mind one warm summer afternoon as she was tidying her son’s room. She paused, walked quickly to the shelf, and pulled out a book that had been untouched for a long time. She opened a page—and there it was. Her
Emily lay on the hospital bed, her eyes fixed on her tiny son sleeping in the crib beside her. It had been four days since she gave birth, yet everything still felt unreal. She kept staring at him, afraid that if she blinked too long, he might disappear. They were still in the hospital and would re
(The Next Day) Emily’s eyelashes fluttered slowly, like they were too heavy to lift. Her lips parted, and she released a faint, shaky breath before her eyes finally opened—tired, hazy, but alive. “You’re awake,” Denovon said in relief, quickly leaning forward. He had been watching her for hours, w
Denovon had never felt so helpless in his life. He paced back and forth in front of the labour room door, his hands clenched tightly, his heart beating so fast it felt like it was punching his chest. Every soft cry and every faint sound coming from inside the room made his whole body stiffen in fea
Val noticed how stiff he was and blinked in confusion. “Hey… what’s wrong? Don’t you like it?” She tilted her head, suddenly unsure. Maybe she was being too bold. Too fast. She was about to apologize. “I’m—” she started to say, but Mason cut her off. “It’s fine,” he said, looking away as he tried
“He has a small bruise on his rib. Give him this medicine and apply the ointment on the spot. The description on how to use it is written clearly inside.” She took the pharmacy bag from Chloe and handed it to the nanny. “I will do that, ma. Thank you,” the nanny said sincerely, holding Richard clo
Emily focused on her work, flipping through reports of the ongoing project the company was handling. The weekend getaway was over. Now, it was time to face real life again. Only two months remained before the year ended, and the company was working hard to meet its targets. Deadlines were closing in
Everyone in the shop froze. Denovon stared, stunned. He hadn’t expected this. Emily had just stopped him from reacting—but now, she was doing this? Publicly? People brought out phones. Some started whispering. But no one stepped in. Emily raised her hand suddenly. Mrs. Carter flinched and scream







