MasukTo 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
Reuben stood in front of First City Hospital with a blank face, but inside, annoyance and anger were slowly building up. This wasn’t part of the plan he had when he returned to this city. Yet here he was, walking around like a detective, looking for answers he never thought he would care about. Aft
9:00 a.m. – At the Detention Center “You’re free to go,” one of the detention center officers said to Reuben, handing him a small clothing bag. Reuben squinted his eyes in confusion, unsure if he had heard correctly. Free to go? He stared at the officer, who only gave him a brief nod before walki
The gate of the Rowland Family Mansion opened for Reuben after the security informed Grandfather Gregory that he was at the gate, and the old man told them to let him in. Reuben drove in with a twisted face. He didn’t want to come here, but he had no other option. He had to speak with Emily. His c
"Stop crying, you have been crying for some time now, you will get sick," Vivienne said with a helpless sigh. Evelyn had been crying since she came to her, and Vivienne didn’t know how to console her. "I shouldn’t have told her, she now hates me," Evelyn said with a trembling voice. Her eyes had tu







