LOGIN"Nadine..." he grabbed my wrist before I could even think of entering my restaurant. His touch created nothing but disgust in me. I turned glaring at him with an unreasonable expression "Stay out of my life, Adrian." But his next words got me scoffing and cussing him under my breath. "You don’t get to decide that for me... Because I’m not leaving, Nadine. I'm not leaving you nor our baby. Not this time." ** Nadine Harper thought her love story with billionaire Adrian Blackwell was over. She’s built a quiet life far from his powerful world, determined to leave the past behind. But when Adrian unexpectedly reappears, the walls she’s built start to crumble. He’s not just here to dredge up old feelings—he’s about to uncover the secret she’s kept hidden for years. Can they face the truth without losing everything? Or will the past destroy their chance at a future?
View MoreNadine glanced around the room, buzzing with soft chatters, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. The party was going smoothly as she had planned.
"Champagne, Miss?" a waiter asked politely, holding out a tray. Her gaze shifted to the glass of champagne, but her hand instinctively went to her belly. "No, thank you," Nadine declined with a soft smile. The waiter nodded in understanding and walked away. "Mommy can't have any alcohol. I have to take care of you, my little one," Nadine whispered, her lips curving into a tender smile. "I can't wait to tell Daddy about you. He's going to be so excited, and maybe he'll finally stop acting distant." Adrian, her boyfriend, had been avoiding her lately, going on more business trips, having fewer conversations, and a coldness she couldn't explain. She figured he was stressed, which was why she planned this party to celebrate his latest business success. It was the perfect opportunity to share her big news. "I'm so excited," Nadine giggled softly. "She's so beautiful," a voice commented. "They look so good together. I'm losing my breath just seeing this awesome match!" another added. Nadine snapped back to reality and noticed the guests' attention was all focused on something at the entrance. "Is Adrian here?" Nadine asked herself, glancing at the door. Her heart stopped as she saw Adrian walk in, but he wasn't alone. He held hands with a stunning woman, her gown shimmering under the chandeliers, demanding everyone's attention. "Adrian and Vanessa Laurent... what a power couple," one of the guests commented. "Couple?" Nadine gasped, her face contorting in confusion. "I heard they're engaged..." Engaged? Adrian? Nadine became more confused but decided there had to be a mix-up. Adrian couldn't be engaged to anyone while still in a relationship with her. "Adrian," Nadine called, her voice quivering as she approached them. "What's going on?" Adrian looked at her, his expression cold, "Nadine, don't ask questions you don't want answers to. Excuse us." Nadine gasped, shocked by how he tried to dismiss her. "Adrian, no!" Nadine snapped, blocking their path. "I have endured enough silence, dismissals, and coldness from you. I want an explanation now!" "Can you stop shouting?" Vanessa demanded, her voice sophisticated but laced with irritation. She was one of the top models in the entertainment industry. It was shocking to see how she could play nice in front of everyone, but now she was showing her true colors. "Adrian," Nadine called sharply, but Vanessa cut her off. "Adrian and I are getting married. He was unfortunate to fall for a gold digger like you but thankfully I was able to save him from your clutches," Vanessa smirked, leaning possessively against his chest. "Look at my diamond ring," Vanessa smugly grinned, flashing her hand in Nadine's face. "A golddigger like you'll never have him or this ring." Nadine's eyes welled with tears. She finally understood why Adrian was so distant. It was because of this woman. It felt like thousands of knives were piercing her heart. Her world crumbled at that moment. The man she loved had betrayed her so horribly. "Adrian, how could you do this to me?" Nadine cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Oh, don't play the victim. I know you tried to steal from him—" "Shut up!" Nadine snapped, rage surging through her. "You're nothing but a liar. I have never been after Adrian's money. You're the one who's being a golddigger and a slut!" The guests gasped at her words. Vanessa was well-loved by many, and they couldn't stand anyone tainting her image. "You're the golddigger! I'm sure you trapped poor Adrian here!" one of the guests accused. "Nadine, you're embarrassing yourself," Adrian spat, his voice emotionless cutting through the chaos. More tears slipped down Nadine's cheeks as she stared at him in utter disbelief. How could he be so heartless? She was carrying their child—the child he had always dreamed of. Why was he treating her this way? "Adrian, please stop this," Nadine sobbed, clutching her hurting chest. "If you tell me this is just an act or a prank, I'll forgive you. But please don't do this to us. I beg you." "How pathetic," Vanessa mocked, her voice dripping with disdain. Nadine ignored her. She didn't care how pathetic she looked. She just wanted Adrian and her to fix their issues for their baby. "Adrian, please..." Nadine's shaky hands reached for him, but he stepped back as if disgusted by her. His reaction stung her deeply. "Nadine, you're causing a scene," Adrian said coldly. "And I don't like it." "A scene?" Nadine repeated, fresh tears stinging her eyes— her chest tightening with unbearable pain. "Is that all you're worried about? Your reputation? What about me? What about how much you've hurt me?" Adrian simply averted her fiery and heartbroken gaze. When he tried leaving with Vanessa again, Nadine completely lost it. She began crying hysterically, pounding her fists angrily against his chest. Vanessa was annoyed by this and stepped forward, "Enough of this nonsense!" Without hesitation, Vanessa pushed Nadine away violently. Nadine crashed hard into a champagne tower nearby. The glasses shattered around her, and the shards pierced her skin as she hit the floor. She let out a sharp cry, her arms instinctively wrapping around her belly to protect her unborn baby. "My baby," she whimpered, her voice barely audible as blood trickled from the cuts on her arms and legs. Instead of helping, some of the guests began laughing, hurling cruel insults at her. "She's just doing this for attention," one of them murmured. Nadine felt so humiliated and broken. But she knew she couldn't stay there. She had to protect her baby from more harm. She struggled to her feet, her body trembling. She cast one last glance at Adrian, the love in her eyes, only replaced with fury and hate. "I'll never forgive you for this," Nadine released whimpers, tears streaming down her face. Without another word, she staggered out of the mansion. As she got out of the mansion, she continued staggering warily on the empty road, her hand tightening around her belly. "I'll protect you, okay baby?" she sobbed, her body trembling with every step. But then, a sharp, stabbing pain shot through her stomach. "Argh!" she cried out. She froze, her breath heavy as she felt something warm trickling down her leg. "My baby," She gasped, looking down at the growing red stain on her dress. "No...no, no, no!"Morning came slowly, as if the sun itself hesitated before rising. Nadine stood by the bedroom window, staring out at the still street. The photograph from last night sat on the nightstand where she had placed it after barely sleeping. Her hand kept drifting to it, touching the edge as if it might disappear if she looked away.Downstairs, she could hear the soft clatter of dishes and the low hum of Clara’s voice blending with Liam’s excited chatter. The sound should have warmed her, but her chest felt tight, as if someone had placed a cold hand there during the night and never removed it.She forced herself to breathe, straighten her shoulders, and step away from the window.Today needed to feel normal. For Liam. For Clara. For herself.When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she found Clara crouched on the living-room floor beside Liam, helping him build a tall tower with colorful blocks. Liam’s laughter filled the room, bright and innocent.Adrian was at the kitchen counter, pour
The next morning, the house felt calm. The sun cast golden light through the curtains. In the kitchen, Nadine, Clara, Adrian, and Liam gathered for breakfast. The table was filled with fruit, warm bread, and cups of tea and milk.Liam sat between the two women, his small hands gripping a picture he’d made. “Look, Mommy, aunt Clara!” he said excitedly. He showed them his drawing of their family, with a big blue house and smiling faces.Clara smiled wide. “That’s beautiful, sweetheart. You’re very talented.” She ruffled his hair. Nadine and Adrian exchanged happy glances—this was the kind of morning she had dreamed of.Nadine spoke softly. “Clara, thank you for being here. It means so much to all of us.”Clara smiled back, her eyes warm. “Of course. You’re my best friend. I’m not going anywhere.”Adrian reached across the table and squeezed Nadine’s hand. “This feels right,” he said, his eyes gentle.They ate together, comfortable in the simple family rhythm—a quiet joy after so much c
The next morning dawned quiet and cool. Sunlight streamed through the windows of Nadine’s home, painting soft patterns on the floor. After the excitement of last night’s ceremony, the house felt peaceful—almost too peaceful.In the kitchen, Nadine poured herself a cup of tea. She had barely slept, her mind replaying every moment of the mall opening. Adrian sat at the table, reading through his emails on a tablet. He looked up as Nadine entered.“Good morning,” he said, smiling.Nadine returned the smile, but her eyes were thoughtful. “Good morning,” she replied softly. “Did Alonso tell you about the car?”Adrian nodded. “He said it was back by the gate sometime before dawn. We haven’t been able to see who was inside.”Nadine’s hand tightened around her cup. “That car worries me. I feel like someone is watching us.”Adrian reached across and squeezed her hand. “I’ll handle it. Let me talk to Alonso again.” He tapped on his tablet, making a quick call. “We’ll find out what’s going on,”
Mr. and Mrs. Blake sat quietly in their spacious living room. The grand curtains were drawn back, revealing the evening stars, but their eyes were fixed on the television screen. On it played highlights of tonight’s big event: Nadine’s annual mall opening ceremony.Mrs. Blake’s fingers toyed with the edge of her silk shawl. She watched Nadine on the screen—smiling, confident, speaking with poise and grace. A soft smile tugged at her lips, but she covered it quickly, smoothing her expression before her husband could see.“Look at her,” Mrs. Blake whispered, though the volume was low. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”Mr. Blake took a slow sip of his wine, then set the glass down without looking away from the screen. His face was unreadable—calm, measured. He made no reply.Mrs. Blake’s heart fluttered. She had always liked Nadine: kind, determined, a woman of genuine warmth. Now, seeing her succeed so brilliantly felt like a validation of everything she believed. But her husband’s silence






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