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
He said it all in one breath, and for a moment his face looked strained. He didn’t like saying such things, but Serena had begged him. A few days ago, she had come to him in tears, clinging to him like a fragile flower, telling him that Vivienne had stolen her man. And though it pained him, Daniel c
Her lips pressed tightly together, a bitter smile forming as she pushed the memory aside. She didn’t want to go back there, didn’t want to reopen that wound. But looking at Val now dragged her back against her will. I hope he is living well, Emily whispered to herself silently. At the garden outsid
“Vivienne.” Her name rolled off his tongue for the third time. Daniel’s voice was low but edged with impatience, and his narrowed eyes studied her. Vivienne finally blinked, pulling herself out of the shock that had frozen her at the sight of him. Her heart had skipped a beat, not from longing but
The water around Emily was warm, wrapping her body like a comforting blanket. The faint movement of the bath made her feel as if she were floating on a calm ocean. Slowly, her muscles began to relax, the soreness in her body fading. She let out a soft sigh. For the first time since last night, she







