126. Back in the mansion 

126. Back in the mansion

Jade's POV

Old memories slammed into my awareness when we landed at NYC airport. I held Zade in my arms tightly as Zach led us out through a private exit route that I was cognizant with.

My legs refused to move further and out of it when I reached the center of the passage. My heart caught speed and tears began to form in my eyes again.

"What's wrong, mom?" Zade touched my cheek.

I blinked my eyes and flashed a smile at him, "Nothing."

I couldn't confess it to him. Not that he needed to know. But the man who forced me to come back to his ruling state and pack knew what was going on in my mind. He looked at me with eyes full of assorted emotions. He recalled it, too.

We've used this private exit after we returned from our hot holiday five years ago. It was the best time of my life that I spent with him. And the time during which I conceived Zade. However, it was also the time after which my life sloped down into the darkest trench of affliction.

Ignoring Zac