LOGINThird 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
Third Person POVVeronica followed the maid to the kitchen. She saw her holding small bowls for the ice cream. “I will take care of that. You can go and rest now,” she said, smiling, and took the bowls from the maid. The maid smiled and bowed before leaving. Veronica walked to the kids who were c
The next day, I woke up early. I got ready to visit Adrian. While on our way, I couldn’t help but keep looking outside to distract myself, but it didn’t actually work. I opened the window on my side. I felt my security guard look at me through the mirror. I just glanced at him and looked back ou
I thought of anything I could possibly think of to stop Arzhel. While thinking, I couldn’t stop myself from feeling cold while my hands were already shaking. I suddenly thought of Veronica. We were the only two people closest to Arzhel who understood the situation. I believed she would gladly help
“You tell me, did he know you’re here?” Veronica asked me back. I took a chair and sat there. “I didn’t tell him,” I said. I looked at her. “And I expect you not to tell him,” I said. She rolled her eyes. “Why would I tell him? He can find out himself. Tss.” I sighed in relief. “Why did you eve
“Are you sure you want me to drive you to a hotel and not to your home, Ms. Analia?” my driver asked me. He looked at me through the mirror. I just nodded. He nodded too and kept driving without asking any questions. I had already left Adrian in the hospital. I contacted his parents so he had pe
I went back to my office frustrated. My aura was so cold and heavy that the people I met in the lobby hesitantly bowed and greeted me. I guessed this was the first time they saw me like this. Normally, when I’m not in the mood or stressed, I have a serious face, but my aura is still calm, and whe
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.







