ログインArzhel’s POVI finished my tea and went back inside the house. I walked to my home office. Before reaching my office, I walked past my hallway where there was a long table cabinet with display photos. One of the photos there was my baby photo when I was five. I stopped and looked at it. I picked
Arzhel’s POVNext day I checked the kids. When I opened the door, it was still quiet. They were both lying on their beds, sleeping peacefully. It was okay. I didn’t expect them to be awake since it was just 3 AM. I carefully closed the door. I walked to the kitchen. The house was still quiet. I
Third Person POV“Mr. Arzhel, your parents are here to see you,” a maid approached Arzhel. He was sitting on the sofa. It was already nighttime, and Veronica had already gone home. They had just finished dinner, and he was spending time with the kids. Arzhel stood, and when he was about to go to
Adrian laughed. But then he turned serious after a few seconds. “I will help you. I’m willing to tell him the truth,” he said and gave me a reassuring smile. “He would understand. Besides, it was him who was at fault. He didn’t listen to you. He broke up with you when you were telling the truth. An
Analia’s POVAdrian flashed a quick sad smile. I sat on the sofa. “Sure. Let’s talk,” he said. “It’s about the kids. And Arriana’s incoming birthday next week,” I said. He nodded. “What about it?” I bit my lip before speaking. Then I looked at him. “I need to ask a favor,” I said. He was quie
Third Person POVArzhel paused and thought. “I don’t know,” Arzhel said after a while. Veronica laughed. “Well, that’s sad.” “Analia said that he was affected by the divorce. Maybe that was why his kids look like me. Because he was thinking about me during her pregnancy,” Arzhel said. Veronica g
As far as I remembered, I only had three shots of tequila yesterday, but why was my head still hurting? Or maybe it was from the lack of sleep? I checked my phone. It was just 7:30 am. My eyes shifted to my palms that had small wounds from clenching them yesterday. The image of me slapping Arzhel
“Mommy,” Arriana entered. She was holding her jigsaw puzzle. I set aside what Arzhel said. He was making it sound like she prioritized me, and I didn’t know how to react to that information. I thought Arriana would run all the way to me, so I turned my seat a little and slightly opened my arms so
“What brought you here, Arzhel?” I asked him. It felt like the first time I saw him again in my office after he started seeing Stephanie. I walked back to my table, not waiting for his reply. I felt him follow me. He sat in front of my desk. He took one of the documents I was reading earlier.
What was important was that we both still respected each other. “It’s nice to meet you again, Analia,” she said and pulled me for a quick hug. We always addressed each other using our names only. She said it was better that way since what we had was just friendly competition. I smiled, as always.







