LOGINWindyI told her to leave, but she didn't move an inch. She remained standing there, watching me in Kael's arms with an unmistakable look of triumph."Now that you know the truth, you'd better step aside."I stared at her for several seconds. The dizziness pounding through my head was becoming harder and harder to control."You should leave now," Kael said, his voice low and firm. He was standing up for me.The woman glanced at Kael.The smile on her face widened, and her voice dripped with mockery. "I heard he's your ex-boyfriend. You can always get back together with him, can't you?""What do you mean by that?!" Kael snapped, his anger flaring.I was certain that if he hadn't been supporting me, he would have already lashed out at her. I held my breath for a moment, forcing myself to regain control of my body.Slowly, I eased myself out of Kael's protective embrace.He looked at me. I gave him a small nod, silently telling him that I would be all right. Kael understood.He reluctant
WindyI tried not to make everyone worry.Yes, my mind was heavy. I couldn't stop thinking about my relationship with Tucker. The truth about that boy was something I simply couldn't ignore.My mom was sitting in front of me, holding my hand, while Tucker's mother sat beside her."I'm fine, Mom," I said once again, hoping to reassure her.Mom slowly shook her head, her face filled with concern. "No. You're thinking about it too much."I couldn't blame her for saying that, because it was true.Maybe someone else would have handled this situation more easily. I was trying to become that kind of person—to stop dwelling on the child who had been born before Tucker and I ever started our relationship."I'm sorry, Emma. I never expected any of this to happen," Tucker's mother said.Mom gently rubbed her arm. The two of them shared the same sorrow.I let out a long sigh. "Mom," I said, addressing both of them, "it's okay. Tucker and I can work through this ourselves. Please don't let it affe
WindyI had been staying at home and hadn't seen Tucker for several days.His words from that day kept echoing in my mind.He had promised he would prove that the boy wasn't his son.But as the days passed without him showing up, I couldn't help but think he had discovered the truth—that the child really was his.That was the only conclusion I could reach. On the surface, I acted as though I had accepted it. But in reality, my heart ached terribly.I stared at my phone, my eyes burning with a storm of emotions. The silence hurt the most. He hadn't contacted me even once.Still gazing at the screen, I let out a long, weary sigh. It's hard. But I'm trying to think clearly.Come on... it all happened in the past, before Tucker and I were together. But then why did he tell me he'd never slept with another woman?"Windy." A woman's voice called from behind me.I turned around to see Tucker's mother. She had been coming by often lately, accompanied by several bodyguards assigned to stay her
TuckerEventually, I managed to calm down—though not completely.I glanced at the little boy I had picked up earlier. He was sitting quietly beside me in the car, calmly eating the ice cream I had bought him.His crying had finally stopped, and every now and then, I caught myself looking at him. Honestly, I found him to be a sweet and adorable child. But I still couldn't bring myself to accept him as my son."What am I supposed to do with you...?" I murmured, rubbing my forehead. I thought long and hard about it.And after much deliberation, I ended up here. He looked at me with obvious displeasure before closing the document in front of him."Eric, you let him in?" he asked coldly.It was clear that my presence was bothering him."I'm sorry, sir," Eric replied. "Mr. Tucker is usually allowed to come in freely whenever you're not in a meeting, with Miss Diana, or occupied with other important matters."Miles let out a quiet sigh before turning his attention back to me."So, why are yo
TuckerI had no choice but to be here, and I wasn't happy about it.I had been sitting on the couch for ten minutes, with absolutely no desire to interact with the little boy who was supposedly my son.Leah sat down beside me. Her closeness made me uncomfortable, so I immediately moved away.Her expression darkened with obvious displeasure. "What? Do you only want to be close to Windy?" she scoffed.The way she brought Windy into the conversation infuriated me. Without thinking, I grabbed both of her shoulders and shoved her away hard."Enough," I said firmly. "Don't think that just because you gave birth to that child, you can control me."She forcefully brushed my hands off her shoulders. "Ah! You can't just forget about me, Tucker. We have a child together, so of course we have to think about his future."Every time she opened her mouth, my headache grew worse. She was like poison. My frustration boiled over, and I gripped her shoulders even tighter."Why didn't you just have an ab
TuckerI kept drinking, hoping I'd lose consciousness and wake up as if none of this had ever happened.I wanted reality itself to disappear—the reality that I had a child. It was impossible. It couldn't be true.Even after the test results confirmed it, I still couldn't accept that the child named Weston was mine. He was one year and seven months old."No... that's impossible."I stared at my trembling hands.My chest felt unbearably tight. My world had completely fallen apart, and there was no way for me to escape this reality.Now, I had become the villain.I couldn't bring her even a moment of peace.For the past two days, I hadn't been able to call her or gather the courage to see her. After learning that I had a son, I simply couldn't face her.Before this, I had already witnessed with my own eyes how devastated Windy had been while searching for me. And now, the truth could no longer be denied."Damn it... I'm such an idiot for doing this..."Windy must hate me.I betrayed her.
CassandraI sat in that room as if trapped in a field of absolute frost. My head felt so heavy that I could only keep it bowed down.Every part of my body screamed at the knowledge that man’s sharp gaze was fixed on me. Perhaps he wished to crush me the same way he had done before.Those sharp, col
SebastianI sit on the sofa that used to be her favorite spot.Funnily enough, over the past few years, this sofa has become my favorite place too. Whenever I return home, sitting here brings back memories of her over and over again.I still can’t believe how much she lingers in my memory. In a way,
SebastianDamn it, Mother always does whatever she wants. Forcing me again and again to listen to her words.I still believe that what she wants is only to disrupt my time. Even now, when I’m enjoying things my own way, she keeps forcing me to come to the house, saying it’s very important.When I a
Cassandra“I’m entrusting everything to you, Ms. Astor.”We shook hands. For some reason, I felt relieved that the discussion was over.Some time ago, I had told Dylan that I needed to return to Coralven to handle a case here. And just now, I had wrapped up an important discussion with a client, ov







