MasukFrancesco crouched down, set the toy car flat on the ground, and gave it a hard push. It shot forward and skidded a good distance away.Milo let out an excited squeal and chased after it, waddling, then brought it back and handed it over to Francesco again.The same simple game, over and over, and he couldn't get enough of it—his laughter filled the living room.Maeve, meanwhile, stood quietly in front of the couch, clutching her talking pen and pressing it carefully against the pages of a picture book. She hadn't even finished one page before she was already flipping to the next, her eyes locked in concentration.Adriana left her to it. Maeve seemed to have been born loving books—the way her small hands turned each page, the garbled little sounds she made trying to follow along, that serious little face melted Adriana completely.She looked away and went to help Heidi in the kitchen.Steam rose from the stove, and the two of them chatted idly, the conversation somehow drifting t
Francesco accompanied Adriana and Maeve right to their doorstep. Heidi was slumped on the couch when she heard the electronic lock click, and she scrambled up to look toward the door. The moment she saw Maeve in Francesco's arms, she clapped a hand over her mouth, tears spilling over."My poor Maeve, all this suffering—it's all my fault, I'm old and useless!"She raised a hand to slap herself, and Adriana rushed to stop her."Heidi, don't. None of this is your fault."Francesco stepped past them, took Maeve to wash her hands, then carried her off to play with Milo.Heidi wiped her eyes. "Sorry, I overreached, fighting to take care of the children on my own. I'm just an old fool. You should find yourself a proper nanny. I'll go back to the countryside.""Heidi, who else in this house could I possibly trust, inside or out?"Adriana helped her sit and dabbed the tears from her face with a tissue. "You can't leave. I wouldn't be able to go to work with any peace of mind if you did
Maeve's small feet pumped fast, her body tipping forward as if she might topple at any second.Francesco's long legs carried him after her in a single stride, his tall frame shielding her from behind, one hand hovering an inch above her shoulder.At the car, he bent down, lifted Maeve up, buckled her into her car seat, and turned it to face backward.Maeve wasn't having it and let out a string of protesting whimpers.Adriana climbed in beside her and murmured a few soothing words.Francesco started the car and tapped a few times on the center display. Cheerful music poured out of the speakers, and Maeve broke into giggles, clapping her hands, all complaints forgotten."It's a shame you never went into childcare," Adriana said, half-teasing, half-feeling something she couldn't quite name.Francesco laughed softly. "If it's such a shame, hire me. Room and board, no salary required."Adriana's gaze drifted out the window, watching the trees slide past. "With your net worth, I woul
The instant the hospital room door opened, Chris felt his heartbeat—always a touch slower than most people's—skip forward half a beat."Chris, are you all right?"Adriana's familiar voice reached his ears like a spring breeze, like clean water, quietly nourishing a heart that had gone dry.He looked up and forced a smile. "I'm fine. Don't worry."Alex, who'd been standing in the doorway, watched them in silence for a moment before slipping back out. It wasn't to give them privacy—he simply couldn't bear to watch. The man in that hospital bed was drifting further and further from the Chris he used to know.Adriana pulled a chair over and sat down beside the bed. She glanced at him, then looked away."I'm sorry. I just didn't think those things should be kept from you. After all—" She didn't finish the sentence.Chris finished it for her. "After all, Anna's my birth mother. And I'm the one who brought her back into my life." He gave a thin, humorless smile. "It's a good thing Maev
Before he was ever a doctor, Alex was an ordinary man first—one who played favorites and got tangled up in his own selfish motives just like anyone else.Adriana tugged gently at Francesco's sleeve. "Don't say things like that. Chris's heart has never been strong. He's never been able to handle stress."Francesco said nothing, only bent down to check on Maeve. Once he saw she'd finished every drop of her bottle, he picked it up and went to wash it out.Watching him do something so natural, so ordinary, Alex felt a sudden, clear pang of sorrow. He knew, without question, that whatever Chris and Adriana had once shared would never reach this place again. Both Chris and Francesco had hurt her before, but the real difference between them came down to one thing—love, or the lack of it. Adriana loved Francesco. What she felt for Chris was only the old attachment she couldn't quite let go of, kindness, gratitude—anything but love."Alex, I need to ask you to keep looking after Chris."Al
Chris shot Alex a look, his voice hoarse. "You think I'm losing my mind?"'It's hard not to,' Alex thought, though he'd never say it aloud. He forced a smile instead. "That's not what I meant. I just think you're carrying Adriana's entire life on your own shoulders, and that's too much pressure for anyone. Easing off a little would do your body good."Chris's eyes had gone black and heavy, like ink that refused to thin. His voice was flat. "Doing whatever I can for Adriana is the only thing that eases anything for me. Stepping back and staying out of it would only crush me."Alex found himself without an argument, and doubted one existed. Adriana was the one thing Chris was living for, the single piece of driftwood a drowning man refused to let go of. Asking him to release her was asking him to give up the only reason he had left to keep going. But no one could survive on another person as their sole reason to live—that kind of dependence would eventually break him.Alex sighed.
"We haven't even been at the hospital long. How did your family find out so fast?""Someone must have told my dad. They said I publicly humiliated and scolded Chris yesterday."Adriana sensed something was wrong and immediately called Chris's assistant."If anyone asks, tell them that Chris went
Adriana was closer to Chris. Before the German Shepherd could tackle him, she stepped in front of him."Adriana!"Several voices cried out at once as everyone rushed forward.Joan ran straight to Chris. "Chris, are you okay?"Chris pushed her aside and asked urgently, "Adriana, are you hurt?"A
Until the end of the next workday, Adriana hadn't received a reply from Chris.She had dinner with Oliver, and on the way home, she saw Joan and her son on a video call in the living room."Chris, I want a toy.""Alright. Tell your mom what New Year's gift you want."Chris's voice was clear, tho
Francesco sent Adriana a location from the airport.Francesco: [Arrive before 10 a.m. Private jet.]He didn't mention who would be traveling with her—probably couldn't be bothered.Adriana checked with the company. Charlie confirmed that she would be the only one officially on the trip, though th







