ВойтиTo 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
Of course, it made sense. He was Denovon’s assistant; naturally, he would be here. But her nerves wouldn’t calm down. They hadn’t met again since that night. She hadn’t thanked him properly for what he did. Slowly, she lifted her eyes. The moment she did, her heart skipped a beat. He was looking at
"Grandfather!" Leo cried out in displeasure, his tone sharp, his face drawn with a frown. "How can you say that?" he asked again, leaning slightly forward, his brows knitted together. "Why can’t I say that?" Grandfather Gregory shot back without hesitation, his voice deep and unbending. His sharp e
“I won’t,” Emily replied quickly. Her voice was firm. She truly believed Evelyn was still the innocent, sweet girl she had grown up with. Denovon didn’t answer again, only kept looking at her with an unreadable expression. He thought about telling her the truth that he knew Evelyn had been into har
"You are awake, good morning," Emily greeted Denovon softly the moment he walked into the kitchen where she was. "Hmmm, good morning," Denovon replied with a frown as his sharp eyes narrowed. He stopped and looked around the kitchen carefully, his gaze landing on the mess she was making. "What are







