When Natasha returned home, she couldn’t find Jack. All she found was a note from him on the dining table.‘Mommy, where have you gone without informing me? I was so worried when I didn’t see you in the morning. I hope you are fine. It’s getting late now. I'm off to school.’Natasha sagged on a chair, pressing the note against her chest. She couldn’t hold back her tears. She always despised herself for not being able to fulfill his wishes. She eventually became an irresponsible mother who left her six-year-old son alone at home.She regretted going to the bar. If she hadn't gone there, nothing would have happened the way it did last night."I am so sorry, Jack. It won’t happen again." She sobbed with her head bowed, her elbows on the table.She then suddenly remembered Nia."Nia…" She instantly stopped crying and pulled her phone out of her purse.She phoned her.The ring went on and on, but Nia didn’t answer the call. It made Natasha even more worried. She dialed her uncle’s number.
Johnson began to swing left and right even more, constantly tapping his hand on his chest. A layer of sweat covered his face and neck. He remembered her having a pastry with a boy. This recollection made him restless. He wanted to hug her and ask her to love him the way he loved that boy. He couldn’t say a word, though, because of his anxiety.Natasha swallowed down her uneasiness. She was more worried about him. Looking at his pale face, she was sure that he had some discomfort."Honey, why are you so pale?" she asked, holding his shoulders. "Are you not feeling well?"Johnson shoved her away and ran into the hall.Natasha sprang to her feet and stretched out her hand to call him. She quieted down in the end. She didn’t know his name. An unbearable pain gripped her heart. She was sorry for the child. She wanted to go after him and see if he was okay. At this point, she came to the realization that the boy wouldn’t be alone here. He could have come with an elder.What if he had come w
Amber’s face was ghastly pale when she saw Natasha. She recognized her as she had seen her photo in the file.The world seemed so small.She had never imagined, even in her wildest dream, that Natasha would become the heroine of the Picmotion drama series. She was afraid that Natasha would seduce Sean.The Watson family wouldn’t have asked Sean to opt for surrogacy to have a child if it were not for the fact that she couldn’t get pregnant. If the situation were not like that, Natasha would never have had the chance to get close to Sean, not to mention carrying his child.Amber was under treatment ever since. Sadly, Sean had not touched her in the past six years.She grew increasingly restless. She was afraid that Sean would bring Natasha home and kick her out of his life.The fear in her mind transformed into rage quickly. She kept glaring at Natasha. If fierce gazes could burn someone, Natasha would have turned into ash by now.Oblivious to Amber’s scorching gaze, Natasha directed he
Sean was shocked to see a boy who resembled his son. His grip around her slackened.Their height, their facial features, eye color, and even their temperament were the same.Sean gaped at him, speechless, not even batting his eyelashes. He couldn’t even say if he was breathing. He felt like lightning had struck him. Time and space seemed to be frozen.The baby he assumed was dead was still alive! And she, Natasha, took him away and hid him for six years!‘How dare she hide my son from me?’The shock quickly transformed into rage. He directed his fiery gaze at Natasha and snapped, "You… How dare you keep my son away from me? How could you?"Natasha trembled under his burning gaze. She stepped back, her chest swelled and deflated quickly. Her lower lip quivered as she tried to say something. But her voice didn’t come out of her throat."Mommy, who is this man? Why is he yelling at you?"Natasha’s heart dropped to her stomach at Jack’s question. She was not sure whether to tell him the t
Sean walked around the private chamber, glancing at Nia disdainfully. He took his seat on a single sofa with his right elbow on the armrest and one leg crossed over the other. He exuded an aura of authority and power that made those around him tremble in fear.Nia stared at him, mouth agape. She had heard a lot about how arrogant the producer, Sean Watson, was, but never knew that he was so intimidating.Sean Watson was not only the producer of the drama series. He was the owner of Picmotion as well. He owned The Crescent, a hotel and resort chain with branches all over East Asia. He also invested in several large- and small-scale businesses.Nia wondered how she caught the attention of such an influential man.Was he interested in her? Did he intend to give her a big break?She grew excited as soon as this thought crossed her mind. She would like to do anything to please him to get a big role in one of the Picmotion drama series or movies. Furthermore, Sean was a handsome man, the de
It was already dusk when Natasha arrived at her uncle’s house. Brandon was a bit surprised to see them coming all of a sudden. He welcomed them warmly."Hey, little champ. Did you miss me?" He lifted Jack into his arms."Um, a bit."Brandon burst out laughing. "I miss you a lot. I wish you two would stay with us.""We are going to have a big house soon. You can go there and stay with us." Jack would never have stayed here if his mother had not insisted on it. He was unhappy. But he managed to grin."Hahaha…" Brandon laughed loudly. "Of course." He gave Natasha a quizzical look. "Did you get a role?" He asked, putting Jack on his feet."Hmm…" Natasha nodded. "They selected me for the lead role.""Oh…" Brandon nodded as he realized what Jack meant when he said they were moving into a bigger house. Since Natasha was selected as a heroine, her financial problems would be solved. She would be able to buy a house."It’s… it’s amazing." Brandon smiled, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes.He
Later that night…Caroline and Nia stealthily entered the guest room when everyone went to sleep. They ducked and slowly approached the cupboard.The light of the room was dim. The air was cold and thick with the heavy breathing of Natasha and Jack. Watching Natasha sleeping so peacefully, Caroline’s mouth twisted. She wanted to strangle her to death.Her legs collided with the bedside table since her focus was on Natasha. The empty glass on the table shook.Nia grabbed the glass before it fell to the floor. "Mommy," she hissed, squeezing her arm. "Do you want to wake them up? Be careful.""Uh, uh… I will be careful." Caroline assured her and proceeded towards the cupboard.She opened the cupboard slowly."Be quick," Nia urged, looking back at Natasha. Her heart leaped to her mouth when she saw her moving to the other side. The phone almost slipped from her grip."What are you doing?" Caroline hissed. "It’s dark. I can’t see anything.""Okay, okay." Nia directed the phone's flashlight
Easton brought Natasha to a boutique.From the outside, the shop looked lavish. Tall, large windows brightened up the entire shop. ‘Rose and Petals’ was written in italics at the entrance.Easton pushed the heavy glass door open and motioned for her to enter. Natasha walked in, a little self-conscious as she looked at the immaculate saleswoman greeting them. She smiled at her awkwardly."Show her some dresses," Easton said in a commanding tone."Of course, Sir. Please have a seat." The saleswoman beckoned for him to sit on the white sofa. "This way, ma’am." She motioned for Natasha to come along.Natasha followed the woman while Easton sat on the sofa.The saleswoman showed her different dresses. Some were short, while the others were long gowns. Some of the dresses were far too revealing. Although everything looked fancy, nothing could grab Natasha’s attention. After turning her down more than ten times, Natasha felt awkward. The saleswoman’s disdainful look also didn’t go unnoticed