MasukTo 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
Emily’s white car halted at Carter Industry. The Christmas holiday was over and people were back to work and their normal activities. Her father had still not woken up, and just like Denovon had said, she had to take the responsibility. What she really wanted was to stay at home and wait for the ph
“Our wedding photo outfits are ready,” Denovon said, his deep voice calm as his hands held the steering wheel. The car glided down the wide road that led toward the detention center. The morning sun poured through the windshield, painting the inside of the car in a golden glow. Emily turned her fac
“Wow…” Emily said softly, her lips curving into a small smile. “It seems they finally got together.” She sounded genuinely happy. Amelia deserved this happiness, and she could see clearly from Zayne’s face that his feelings were real. “And you want to go and disturb them?” she teased, gripping Deno
The door of the detention visiting room opened with a heavy sound. Katherine..Mrs. Carter was led inside by two officers. Her steps were slow, dragging against the floor. Her back was bent, her shoulders slumped, and her face had lost all the brightness it once carried. She didn’t even look like he







