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
At a side of the city, Evelyn walked into the restaurant with a lady that looked familiar. They both sat at a table and placed their order. “Stop staring at me like it’s your first time seeing me. You’ll make people suspect,” the lady said calmly with a soft smile as she began to eat. “Yeah, but h
The Rowland family mansion was cold and tense. Everyone inside sat quietly, their faces pale like people who had just lost someone to the cold hands of death. The atmosphere was heavy, filled with fear and silence. Emily being taken had hit them hard. Grandfather Gregory sat with a trembling hand
The air in the room turned heavy, cold. Denovon’s breath stilled as the voice on the phone echoed again, low, taunting and far too familiar. “She is really a beautiful woman, even as she cries in fear, Denovon,” the man said again, his tone dripping with amusement. Denovon closed his eyes tightly.
Emily slowly opened her eyes. The light shone on her face, and for a second, she thought she was back home. But then it dawned on her that she was still held. “Stand and eat,” she heard someone say from the side. She turned her head weakly and saw the man who had ordered those intruders to take her







