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 sat behind his wide polished desk, the morning sun spilling through the tall glass windows of his office. The light touched the papers spread before him, but it did nothing to ease the heaviness in his mind. His break from work had given him peace for a while, but now the weight of piled-up
“Those men who died,” Denovon said slowly, each word heavy, “they worked under my name. I will face this myself.” George hesitated, torn between duty and concern. “But sir—” “George.” Denovon’s voice cut like steel. His eyes flashed coldly, daring him to argue further. George dropped his head in
He stared at her in disbelief. “Marriage? Just like that?” Vivienne nodded firmly. She wasn’t joking. Her face showed seriousness, determination. At first, she had thought about giving Leo the chance for a relationship, like he had suggested. She had even pictured them dating slowly, step by step.
Chapter 160 Emily lifted her spoon slowly, her fingers trembling slightly though she tried to hide it. The breakfast table was quiet, only the gentle clinking of cutlery and the soft aroma of freshly brewed tea filling the air. She looked up at Denovon, her expression calm but her heart restless.







