LOGINFive years had passed.
Yet the searing pain of those old wounds still burned in my chest, just as fiercely as it had on the day Kael's web of lies unraveled in this very city. Setting foot in New York again awakened those haunting memories, creeping back into my mind as though determined to steal away the peace I had fought so hard to find. My presence here today was nothing short of a miracle—one that had come at an unimaginable cost. When I fled to Paris five years ago with my heart in ruins, I discovered another life-changing truth. Inside my fragile womb, Kael's child was growing. The doctors in France confirmed that I was in the early stages of pregnancy while also delivering devastating news—my heart condition had reached a critical stage. Pregnancy combined with severe congenital heart disease was, for many women, practically a death sentence. But I refused to surrender. Using every asset I had managed to secure and invest, I gambled everything. I underwent an advanced heart restoration surgery using the latest medical technology available in Paris, followed by months of intensive treatment under the constant supervision of a team of specialists. The agony after the operation, every painful breath I struggled to take, and the overwhelming fear of losing my baby became the darkest chapter of my life. God answered my prayers. The surgery was successful. My heart was restored, and I safely gave birth to my little boy. I was no longer the weak, sickly, pitiful Aluna. No longer the woman my mother-in-law had constantly branded as incapable of giving her family an heir. Now, I had proven them all wrong. This time, I wasn't alone. I had returned with my beloved son, Darren Cleosan—a four-year-old boy whose innocent antics never failed to melt my heart. And, of course, by my side was Lidya, my loyal personal assistant who had stood beside me throughout my rise while I was living overseas. We had arrived only last night and immediately checked into a presidential suite at one of the most luxurious hotels in downtown New York. This afternoon, we would be attending an important event. "Madam Aluna, are you ready for the launch event introducing our new product to the New York market?" Lidya asked from outside the dressing room. "Yes, of course," I replied softly as I studied my reflection in the full-length mirror. I smoothed the elegant black dress that hugged my figure with its sharp, sophisticated tailoring. "Which CEOs will be attending today? Make sure they fully support the launch of our herbal weight-loss product." "All the key guests have confirmed their attendance, Madam," Lidya answered confidently. "They're extremely enthusiastic about our expansion." I picked up my premium leather handbag from the table before walking out of the room with my chin held high. Once upon a time, Kael and his family had trampled my dignity, treating me as nothing more than a useless, sickly woman. Now, everything about me radiated authority, elegance, and a level of luxury they could never hope to reach. The company I had founded five years ago, Alder Corp, had grown at an astonishing pace. The herbal cosmetics and health supplements we manufactured had become international bestsellers. I hadn't returned to this city to hide. I had come back to expand my business empire. Outside the hotel, Darren was already sitting patiently inside the black Rolls-Royce Phantom I had rented exclusively for my stay in New York. The little boy looked incredibly handsome in a perfectly tailored miniature tuxedo. I climbed into the car and sat beside him. "Mommy, where are we going?" Darren asked in his adorable little voice. "We're going to meet some of New York's most influential business leaders. Do you want to become someone great like them when you grow up?" I asked gently, stroking his chubby cheek. Darren immediately shook his head. "No." "Why not?" "I want to become an unbeatable superhero, Mommy," he answered innocently, raising his tiny fist into the air. "So I can protect you from bad monsters." A warm laugh escaped my lips. I pulled him into my arms and gently stroked his soft hair. Darren's existence was the very reason my heart continued to beat, the reason I had been able to overcome the cruel fate that once threatened to destroy me. Before I realized it, our brief conversation came to an end as the luxurious car rolled to a stop in front of the magnificent exhibition hall where the event was being held. The chauffeur opened the door for us. I stepped out first before helping Darren climb down. Holding his tiny hand, I guided him gently along the red carpet toward the building's grand entrance. But after only a few steps... My entire body suddenly froze. I came to an abrupt halt. Standing less than three meters away was a man dressed in a dark gray suit. The face I had once loved more than anything... Then came to hate with every fiber of my being. His eyes widened in complete disbelief as they locked onto mine. He slowly walked toward us. "Aluna... is that really you?" Kael asked, his voice trembling with overwhelming shock. I looked at him with cold, empty eyes. "I'm sorry... who are you?" I asked flatly, pretending not to recognize the man who had murdered my sincerity. Kael frowned slightly, as though reality had just struck him with merciless force. "Aluna... have you... forgotten me?" Before I could answer, Darren looked up at me. His little face was filled with innocent curiosity. "Mommy, who is this mister?" The single word Mommy crashed into Kael like a bolt of lightning. He froze instantly. His eyes darted toward the little boy standing beside me before returning to my face in complete disbelief. The color drained from his face. He looked utterly incapable of processing what he had just heard. Before Kael could speak again, Lidya stepped forward without hesitation. "Mr. Kael, it's a pleasure to see you," she said politely, offering a professional nod. My assistant had memorized the names of every CEO invited to today's event—including Kael, whose company had expressed interest in becoming a partner for my newest product. "Madam Aluna is very busy at the moment and cannot be disturbed." Without wasting another second, I gently took Darren's hand and walked past Kael. I refused to let those traitorous eyes linger on my son any longer. The son I had raised alone through blood, sweat, and tears... Without the slightest help from a pathetic man like him. As I walked past, I could feel Kael's gaze fixed on my back— held captive by the fragility, regret, and confusion that had finally begun to consume his soul.The morning sunlight in New York filtered through the gaps in the curtains of the hotel suite, casting thin streaks of light across the work desk. I sat facing my laptop with a cup of black coffee slowly steaming beside me. Although my body had been briefly overwhelmed by exhaustion after last night's phone interaction, my mind was now completely clear and under control.The bedroom door opened quietly before Lidya stepped inside, her expression stiffer than usual."Madam," Lidya called as she placed a digital tablet on my desk. "Since six this morning, two black sedans have been parked across from the hotel lobby. Our guards have confirmed that they belong to people sent by Gostav Group."I wasn't surprised. Having lost direct access to communication with me, Kael would naturally choose the invasive methods he was accustomed to: tight surveillance and indirect pressure."Are they trying to get inside?" I asked calmly, taking a sip of my black coffee."Not yet, Madam. But Mr. Kael app
Night slowly descended over New York. After making sure Darren was sleeping soundly in the room next door, a warm blanket wrapped snugly around his little body, I stepped out into the hotel’s living room. My footsteps were slow and careful, unwilling to disturb the sweet dreams of my son, who was the only reason I had to keep living.I turned off most of the lights in the room, leaving only the dim glow of a corner lamp that cast peaceful shadows across the space. My body felt exhausted after an entire day of facing camera flashes, exhausting business meetings, and the emotional pressure caused by Kael’s sudden reappearance. I lowered myself onto the plush velvet sofa, closing my eyes for a moment as I savored the rare silence of the night.However, that tranquility was suddenly disturbed when my private phone on the table vibrated violently. The repeated buzzing against the glass surface shattered the silence of the room.I opened my eyes, reached for the rectangular device, and star
As soon as the door to the VVIP room closed behind me, the noise from the corridor and Kael’s shadow instantly vanished. Darren, who was sitting on the plush sofa, immediately turned his head, his eyes lighting up the moment he saw me enter.“Mommy!” he called cheerfully, proudly showing off the bowl of ice cream in his hands. “Did Uncle leave already?”I offered him a warm smile—a genuine smile I always reserved especially for my little son. I walked closer, sat down beside him, and gently stroked his soft hair.“Yes, sweetheart. Uncle has already left. He was just a guest who came to the wrong address,” I replied softly, soothing his innocent curiosity.Lidya stood a few steps away near the window, holding her tablet with a serious expression. After making sure Darren was once again focused on his ice cream, I signaled to Lidya with my eyes to come closer.“How did the investors respond after the presentation earlier?” I asked in a low voice.“Very positively, Madam,” Lidya whispere
Our footsteps echoed across the red carpet of the five-star hotel ballroom where the business exhibition was being held. The silence left behind by Kael’s earlier reaction still lingered in my mind, but the tiny fingers of Darren, nestled in my grasp, served as an anchor that kept me calm.Lidya walked half a step beside me, occasionally checking the digital tablet in her hand to confirm the event schedule.“Madam Aluna,” Lidya called softly in a professional tone, “Mr. Kael from Gostav Group has just sent an urgent request to the organizers to reschedule a private discussion with us before the main event begins.”I matched her pace, drawing a short breath that felt steady in my chest. My heartbeat was normal and stable—a testament to how the surgeries and years of therapy in Paris had fully restored my physical condition.“Let him wait,” I replied flatly without turning around. “We came here to showcase Alder Corp’s product line, not to deal with the personal panic of a business part
Five years had passed.Yet the searing pain of those old wounds still burned in my chest, just as fiercely as it had on the day Kael's web of lies unraveled in this very city. Setting foot in New York again awakened those haunting memories, creeping back into my mind as though determined to steal away the peace I had fought so hard to find.My presence here today was nothing short of a miracle—one that had come at an unimaginable cost.When I fled to Paris five years ago with my heart in ruins, I discovered another life-changing truth. Inside my fragile womb, Kael's child was growing.The doctors in France confirmed that I was in the early stages of pregnancy while also delivering devastating news—my heart condition had reached a critical stage. Pregnancy combined with severe congenital heart disease was, for many women, practically a death sentence.But I refused to surrender.Using every asset I had managed to secure and invest, I gambled everything. I underwent an advanced heart re
As I stepped out of the Civil Registry building, the crushing tightness in my chest returned with relentless force. The air in New York felt unbearably dull and suffocating. With what little strength I had left and trembling hands gripping the steering wheel, I drove toward the city's main hospital. I needed to see the doctor who had been treating my heart condition for the past three years.Every step along the hospital corridor felt unbearably heavy. The moment I entered the examination room, the physician who had overseen my serious medical condition all these years looked at me with a deep furrow between his brows."You seem extremely distressed, Mrs. Gostav. What's weighing on your mind?" the elderly man asked, studying my deathly pale face.I clasped my trembling fingers tightly in my lap. Hearing the title Mrs. Gostav tore open my wounds even wider. Those words were a cruel reminder of just how foolish I had been for the past five years, believing in a marriage that had turned





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