เข้าสู่ระบบDaniel stood before the large window of his study with his hands clasped behind his back.The afternoon sun illuminated the profile of his face—casting sharp shadows that made his expression appear harder than usual.Marcus stood several meters behind him with a tablet in hand and a tense expression."So, they've already assigned the inspection officers?"Daniel spoke without turning around."Yes, Sir," Marcus answered. "The appointed social worker is Ms. Claire Fontaine. And the independent physician is Dr. Ingrid Halvorsen."Daniel nodded, then settled into his chair with fingers interlaced in front of his chest."Claire Fontaine and Ingrid Halvorsen," he repeated in a thoughtful tone. "What have you found on them?"Marcus scrolled on the tablet and began reading in detail."Ms. Claire Fontaine, thirty-eight years old. Social worker with twelve years of experience in domestic welfare cases. Reputation as thorough but fair. No red flags in our background check. She will conduct a pri
At the Blackwood family mansion, Alina sat in a chair near the window, her hand moving slowly to touch her stomach.Her fingers traced the flat, thin surface—no visual sign of the life growing inside. But Dr. Ross had confirmed it. Blood test. Urine test. All positive.She was pregnant.Two weeks.Alina stared at the closed curtains with empty eyes. Her mind spun in the same circles as the past few days—between confusion, fear, and something resembling profound sadness.She should be happy.Pregnancy was a blessing—something celebrated with smiles and hope.But all Alina felt was a terrible emptiness.Once—before all this—Alina had imagined having a child with Daniel.That was when their contract marriage still felt tolerable. When Daniel treated her with minimal respect. When Alina could still smile and think that maybe they could build something more than just a business arrangement.She had once imagined what it would be like to carry Daniel's child. Imagined how they would become
Two days later...The hearing for the emergency wellness check petition was held.Emma stood outside the courtroom with trembling hands holding a folder containing documents to be submitted to the court.Richard Hayes stood beside her with a pale face—eyes red from lack of sleep last night. He was worried that today's hearing would go smoothly."What if it's rejected?" Richard whispered in a voice full of worry. "What if the judge thinks we don't have enough evidence? What if—""Uncle," Emma cut in gently but firmly. "We've done everything we could do. Now we can only trust Adrian and the legal system."Richard nodded but his hands still trembled.The courtroom door opened and Adrian came out with upright posture and an impressively calm expression considering the pressure of the situation."It's time," he said while looking at Richard and Emma with eyes full of determination. "Are you ready?"Richard took a deep breath."Ready."They walked into the cool courtroom with high ceilings
Daniel and Dr. Ross came out of the study with serious expressions—both had just finished a long discussion about the care protocol for Alina who was pregnant in critical condition."Remember what I said, Dr. Ross," Daniel said in a tone that left no room for error. "Full dose prenatal vitamins. Daily IV nutrition until she can eat properly. And close monitoring for signs of fetal distress."Dr. Ross nodded with a pale face."I understand, Mr. Blackwood. I will—""PAPA!"A cheerful voice cut off their conversation.Daniel turned and saw Junior running across the corridor with a wide smile—an expression very different from the fear he showed a few days ago when Daniel slapped him."Junior," Daniel greeted while opening his arms.Junior immediately hugged Daniel's waist tightly—an embrace full of the joy of a small child who missed his father."Papa's home!" Junior said in an excited voice. "I missed Papa! Where has Papa been?"Daniel smiled—the first genuine smile since coming home. He
In her luxurious penthouse, Margaret sat in front of her laptop with eyes fixed on the screen.A few minutes ago, the hidden CCTV in Alina's room displayed very clear images. Daniel hugging Alina tightly, happy because his wife was truly pregnant.Margaret had been watching since Linda—her paid servant—sent a message that Dr. Ross had arrived in a hurry.Something must have happened.And Margaret didn't want to miss anything.She heard everything.Every word Daniel said. Every diagnosis from Dr. Ross. Every detail of the examination.And when Dr. Ross announced the test results—Alina was pregnant.Margaret froze.The wine glass in her hand almost fell."No," Margaret whispered in a voice trembling between shock and rage. "THAT WOMAN CAN'T BE PREGNANT!"The image of Daniel laughing with a voice of victory full of euphoria filled her head. A sense of panic immediately filled her chest."This should never have happened!"Margaret closed the laptop hard while clenching her fists."That wo
Dr. Ross arrived twenty minutes later with a medical bag in hand and a face that looked panicked.The middle-aged woman stepped into Alina's room with tense posture—shoulders slightly hunched as if carrying an invisible burden.Daniel stood beside the bed where Alina lay with eyes closed. Her breathing was short and irregular after the exhausting vomiting episode."Dr. Ross," Daniel greeted in a voice still full of urgency but more controlled. "Thank you for coming."Dr. Ross nodded while placing the medical bag on the bedside table."Mr. Blackwood," she answered in a professional tone but with tension in her voice. "What happened?"Daniel explained quickly—Alina hadn't eaten for almost twenty-four hours, vomited heavily when smelling food, drastically declining physical condition, and the suicide attempt a few days ago.Dr. Ross listened while taking out a stethoscope and blood pressure monitor from her bag.Her eyes occasionally glanced at Alina with an expression that was hard to r
Ten minutes later, Alina's bedroom door opened without a knock.Daniel entered with posture still rigid from the confrontation with Emma. He closed the door, standing there for a moment—as if gathering thoughts.Alina was still sitting on the floor, not looking at him. Red eyes, face wet with tears
Half an hour later, the bedroom door opened without a knock.Alina was still sitting on the floor, but had already wiped her tears. Her face was empty. Eyes red.Daniel stood in the doorway, looking at her with an unreadable expression. His gaze fell on the tray on the table—the lunch plate that wa
At seven in the evening, Junior's crying still hadn't stopped.That sound echoed throughout the mansion—raw, broken, desperate. Not the usual crying of a small child having a tantrum. This was deeper. Darker. Like something inside Junior had truly broken.Mrs. Helen stood outside Junior's room with
Day seven.Alina woke with a body that felt heavy. Not just physically tired—but a fatigue that seeped into her bones, permeated her soul, making every movement feel like swimming through mud.She stared at the bedroom ceiling that was becoming familiar with emptiness. No more foolish hope that thi







