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
"Wait—what?! That thing said that to your face?" Valentina snapped, her voice now loud. "God! They’re lucky I wasn’t there. I swear, I would’ve dragged both of them out by their fake hair." Emily let out a tired laugh. "I didn’t just stand there. I slapped her." There was a moment of silence. Then
The silence in the car was thick, but not uncomfortable. The city lights passed in flashes as the car moved smoothly through the night. Emily leaned against the seat, her fingers resting gently over the ring now on her finger. A symbol that still didn’t feel real. Denovon glanced at her briefly bef
The office was quiet. Neither of them said anything. Denovon was now sitting in his chair, his face still cold. He was still angry. You could even see the veins on his face. He hadn't spoken much since they returned to the office. Emily was still sitting quietly on the couch. She didn’t want to s
Emily," Denovon rushed to her and held her tightly. Her small body trembled in his arms. "Denovon," she breathed out in relief. Her voice was weak. She looked up at him, and though tears threatened to fall, she held them back. Not now. Not while he was holding her. Denovon immediately noticed ho







