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
Denovon walked into the luxurious hotel room his assistant had booked for him. He looked exhausted. The whole day had been full of meetings, discussions, and signing deals with investors. He removed his coat and dropped it on the armchair, then sat at the edge of the bed with a tired sigh. The firs
As Emily stepped into the house, a warm, mouth-watering aroma greeted her nose. It stopped her in her tracks. She sniffed again. Was that food? Her stomach growled loudly, as if it heard the same thing she did. She blinked. It was true, she hadn’t eaten lunch. Everything that happened at the salo
In the meeting room, Everyone had taken their seats, waiting for the Chairman. The door opened, and Denovon walked in with his PA, George. His sharp eyes went straight to Emily’s chair. It was empty. She wasn’t there. His eyes narrowed slightly. He didn’t say anything. He walked straight to hi
Let’s go get ready before your friend gets here," Amelia said, placing her phone aside. "Isn’t it still early?" Emily asked, glancing at the wall clock. It was just 10:35 AM. "Nope, it’s not early," Amelia said, already getting up from the couch. "And I’ll have to trouble you again with clothes."







