Mag-log in•GISELLE•
“Laura!” he called behind me on my way to the parking lot, and I stopped outside the company’s entrance and rolled my eyes.
“What do you want, Noah?” I sighed, folding my arms across my chest.
He leaned close, and Alex tried to push him away, but I told him to let him be.
“Are the kids yours?”
“Yes, they are mine. They are the same kids you told me to abort because you didn’t want to be with me anymore. Dr. Ashton and I agreed I won’t go ahead with the abortion.”
“You should’ve told me if you didn’t go ahead with the abortion. I deserved to know if the kids are mine instead of keeping me in the dark and sending me a video later to spite me.”
“I didn’t send you the video to spite you.”
“You sent the video to spite me because you knew you’d be coming here today. On top of that, you changed your name and made me feel like an idiot when I called you by your name. Isn’t that spiteful?”
“Ugh, whatever, Noah. Think whatever you want to think. Anyway, I have to go.” I attempted to walk past him, but he blocked my path.
God knew what I could’ve done and given for my babies to be okay. I couldn’t even stand Noah. I felt repulsed when I thought he might be the only one who could save them.
It made me sick to my stomach that I had to stand there and face him because I didn’t want to tell him straight up my children had a life-threatening disease and needed his help to survive.
If I could give my life for them to live with no need of his help, I would do it in the blink of an eye.
“Where were you, and why did you hide the kids if they are mine?”
“Listen, Noah, I won’t stand here and ask you to be a part of their lives. You made it clear when you booked an abortion appointment that you didn’t want them.”
“Who said I don’t want to be a part of my children’s lives?”
“Do you want to be in their lives?”
“If you can prove they are mine. We both know we could’ve known if you were pregnant with twins, so this might be your plan to get back at me for what I did to you. You’re trying to sabotage me and my business by sending me a fake video.”
I couldn’t believe his nerve.
“Do you think I would’ve come here and invested in your company if I wanted something from you? I don’t care about you, Noah, or what you think,” I sneered, leaning closer to him. “If you want, we can end this deal right now, and I’ll take my money elsewhere.”
I closed the gap between us until his face was only a few inches from mine. I could smell the cologne he had been using before I left.
“If that’s the case, you and I should put this behind us. You’re my business partner and the most important investor of Blackwood Express, and I don’t want to ruin that.” He extended his hand for a handshake, and I scoffed and shook my head.
Noah hadn’t changed a bit, just like before. He still sacrificed everything for money. The only thing that mattered to him was making a profit and nothing else.
It made me wonder why I ever thought he could love me when his only obsession was money.
I looked at him and sighed. “Fine. Our relationship will be professional, and I hope you won’t be the one to cross the boundary.” I shook his hand before I slipped my hand from his and went into my car.
“What do you want me to do, Miss Sullivan? If Noah Blackwood refuses to acknowledge the children as his, we should do something.”
“Let’s leave him, Chloe. I’ll do everything I can to ensure my kids don’t need his help. I’ll pay a million dollars to anyone who has the same HLA profile as my twins.”
Chloe nodded as she scribbled on her notepad before the car drove to the villa.
I was looking forward to seeing my kids and giving them extra kisses and hugs after being away from them the entire day.
I wanted to tell them they didn’t need their father. That I would always be there to provide and protect them with everything I had.
When I got home, Connor’s car was in the driveway with Dr. Randall’s car. I was a bit surprised because Dr. Randall’s clinic was in New York, and I didn’t know when he had arrived in California or at my villa.
I furrowed my brows as I walked into the villa and looked for them. When I found them in the living room with the twins lying on the couch, my heart almost stopped.
The twins were on the couch, not moving at all, and they had oxygen tubes in.
My entire world crumbled around and beneath me. My knees grew weak, and I felt my chest tightening, and my vision grew blurry as tears filled the corners of my eyes.
“What’s wrong with my babies? What happened to them?” I rushed to their sides and grabbed their hands.
They were fine in the morning when I left, and to return home and find them unresponsive broke my heart more than anything could.
“The condition of the twins is worsening. If we don’t act now, they might not survive another week or two. The blood flow to their hearts is being limited, and they’re too young to survive strokes or heart failures.”
“No, please. There must be something you can do. I can’t lose my babies. Whatever money you want, I’ll pay it, Dr. Randall, but please save my children,” I cried, feeling as if someone was ripping my heart open from inside my chest.
Connor leaned toward me and placed his hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay, Elle. The twins are stable, but we need Noah as soon as possible. He’s the only one who can save them now, or the twins will die.”
•ASHLEY•When we came back from visiting Donald, I decided to go out for dinner and celebrate my newfound freedom. Marissa had wanted to come, but she had a night shift. The others were busy too. So I went alone.Which, for the first time in a long time, didn’t feel lonely.I was wearing a simple black dress and left my hair down. I even put on lipstick, but not for anyone. But because I wanted to feel cute. I ordered pasta and waited patiently for my food while scrolling on my phone. Giselle had checked on me earlier, and I told her I'd be home in two hours. But when I lifted my eyes to look at the view near the window, I noticed him. Not because he was staring at me, but because he was glaring at the woman sitting across from him as if he was bored. She was talking loudly. Her hands moved dramatically as she listed what sounded like a detailed summary of her ex-boyfriend’s failures and their silly fights. The man across from her looked like someone being held hostage by polite
•ASHLEY•For the past two weeks before Donald’s final sentencing, I searched through all social media platforms to find Donald’s victims. When I found them, I explained that I didn't mean to open old wounds, but I wanted them to get closure and know that they didn't need to hide their pain away anymore. I knew that wherever they were, their lives were ruined and they couldn't be happy without feeling as if Donald would return and ruin everything again. He probably threatened and tortured them daily as he did with me.The first woman who replied was named Marissa. Her message came in at 2:14 a.m.“I watched the sentencing,” she wrote. “I thought I was crazy for years. He did the same thing to me.”After Marissa, there was Talia. She almost hung up when I called her. She said she didn't trust me, and thought I was working with Donald to trick her. “I don’t want my name in anything,” she told me almost immediately when we started talking.“It won’t be,” I told her. “I just want you t
•GISELLE•"Mommy!" The kids called from the hallway while Noah’s lips were entangled with mine. My heart raced as I pulled away from him and cleared my throat. I didn't even look at him as I rushed to the twins. They were probably exhausted and needed to sleep. "Come on, my little minions," I giggled as I took their hands and led them to their bedroom. I read them a little story before they fell asleep. My heart was at peace knowing that the twins were under my roof and sleeping on their beds. I stood against the doorframe and watched their chest rising and falling peacefully. It was only at that moment that I realized Adrian looked oddly identical to Noah’s great-great-grandfather. The resemblance was uncanny and it almost baffled me because I had never noticed it before. I always thought his looks leaned more toward Noah's than mine.Noah waited for me in the hallway, and when I finally stepped out and closed the bedroom door gently behind me, our eyes met in the dim light.“T
•NOAH•"Daddy, is Mommy okay?" Aurora asked when I returned with them from kindergarten. They hadn't seen their mother for two days and I understood their confusion, but I didn't want to risk anything anymore. I didn't want to lose the kids as well after losing my mother and brother in a single month. They were both arrested, which made me feel as if I were utterly alone in the world. "Your mother is fine, Aurora," I answered as I strapped them in their car seats. "But she needs time to say goodbye to Uncle Connor." "I miss her," Adrian chimed in, sighing. "Is she mad at me for jumping into the pool? She said I shouldn't." I stopped moving and sighed. I hated that it seemed as if I were keeping them from their mother, when all I wanted was to keep them safe. “No, buddy,” I replied. “Mommy isn’t mad at you. She loves you more than anything in the whole world.”"She should've called then," he pouted."Well, what do you say we bring Mommy lunch?" “Yes!” Aurora squealed. “Can we br
•GISELLE•I sat on the couch in the living room long after Noah had left with the kids and sighed. I leaned my head back on the couch and felt guilt tearing me apart from the inside. I didn't even know how I would face Adrian again. A part of me felt as if it was better that Noah took them, because if he hadn't come, Adrian would've died while I was distracted in my own misery. "Hey," Ashley said as she sat across from me, and I scorned myself that I didn't even hear her when she came in. "Hey, Ash." "I'm sorry about Connor," she muttered, her voice breaking. "I can't imagine the pain you're feeling, and I want you to know that I'm here for you. I can never be thankful enough for being there for me as well yesterday when Donald was being sentenced." I looked at her and realized that I hadn't been fully there for her. Noah and I did our part during the trial, but I never had a moment with her. I didn't even know how she was feeling and how she was dealing with everything. When w
•GISELLE•"Where are you, Giselle? Do you know how worried and out of my mind I am? I am losing myself in each passing second, and I can't rest without knowing where you are and how you are. Please free me from this misery and come home." I was sitting on the backyard porch, listening to Connor’s voicemail messages. The twins were playing around the swimming pool while I was losing my mind over the fact that I might never see Connor again or hear his voice. I didn't even know what to do anymore. I felt as if I had lost all sense of reasoning. “Mommy, watch this!” Aurora called out, but somehow, her voice drifted off my mind as quickly as it came. I replayed the voicemail again and again. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop myself from listening to them. We were supposed to start our lives afresh in New York, get married, and live our lives together until we were old and weary. I also couldn't stop thinking about what his parents said to me. Perhaps they were right, and







