LOGINSebastianI hadn't seen Sandra for two days because I had to travel out of town for work. After my granddaughter's birthday party, I immediately left because there was an issue that needed my attention.And now, I had returned early in the morning, before sunrise.Sandra was still asleep in bed. I gently adjusted the blanket that had slipped slightly off her.As I continued looking at her, a smile finally appeared on my face.She was truly incredible.I didn't know how many times I had fallen in love with her, but as long as I was with her, I always wanted her to remain my wife.Slowly, I lowered my head and took her hand. Her fingers were still as slender and long as they had always been.Then, I slipped a ring onto her right index finger.That immediately woke her.She looked at me, blinking slowly several times.“What are you doing?” Her voice was hoarse.Sandra slowly stirred, trying to get a better look at her hand.“Sebastian, did you just put a ring on my finger?” she asked in
Cassandra's POVA medium-sized rubber ball had just rolled over and bumped against my foot.I stared at it for a moment before picking it up. When I heard Amanda's cheerful voice calling out, I crouched down and picked up the ball for her.“Grandma, thank you for getting Carter's ball!”Amanda immediately took the ball from my hand.Her smile was incredibly sweet, and I couldn't resist gently patting her head.I had always thought my granddaughter was absolutely adorable.“Have you been playing with the geese again, Amanda?”I picked a small goose feather that had gotten stuck to her dress.She nodded happily. “Yes. I was playing with Carter and Weston.”My eyes slowly shifted toward the other side, where the two brothers were walking toward us. Carter looked shy, so he hid behind Weston.I straightened Amanda's dress before adjusting the little crown on her head.“Amanda, today is your seventh birthday. You have to look absolutely beautiful.”“I always look beautiful, Grandma.”“And
WindyA painful groan escaped my lips. When I tried to open my eyes, the light was so bright that it almost blinded me. I reached for my head as I slowly tried to move.My entire body felt sore, but I quickly composed myself when I realized that I must have lost consciousness earlier.“Windy.”The door opened, and I immediately recognized Tucker's voice. I was right. He quickly took my hand and held it tightly while looking at me.“Windy, don't rush.” His voice was soft and warm.I listened to him and slowly regulated my breathing while I remained lying on the bed. Then, I was finally able to look at him more clearly.“…Why are you here?”I felt uncomfortable knowing that he had found out I had lost consciousness. I was afraid he would worry, and I thought it would have been better if he hadn't known that I had fainted at the hospital.I was afraid he would find out what I had been doing here.He tightened his grip on my hand.“Windy, of course I'm here at the hospital. I'm your husba
WindyThis was really complicated.I didn't want to complain, but it had been weighing on my mind. After being married to Tucker for six months, I still wasn't pregnant.Thinking about it all by myself kept me from sleeping peacefully. You know, I felt incredibly anxious. I felt guilty and broken.Even the thought of getting myself checked terrified me, because what if there was something seriously wrong with me?I kept thinking that I was the one who had made a terrible mistake here.Tucker had already made it clear that he was capable of having children. But I wasn't sure whether I could.Quietly, whenever he slept beside me, I would often stare anxiously at the ceiling.If I couldn't have children… would Tucker regret marrying me?Previously, I hadn't wanted to have children this badly. But apparently, my heart was more fragile than I thought, allowing all those negative thoughts to grow so easily inside me.I let out a sigh.“Should I tell Tucker?”The question made me weakly shak
WindyA lot of things had happened during the early days of our marriage. At first, I still wasn't quite used to it because I was now using his last name as my own.Whenever someone called me “Mrs.,” I would often fail to realize they were talking to me.That was just one example, but during these three months of marriage, everything had been going well. Our daily lives hadn't changed much.Right now, I was looking at the large wedding photo displayed in the living room. It wasn't just a picture of Tucker and me—Weston was in it too.We looked so happy in that photo.I smiled as I inhaled the rich aroma of coffee from the cup in my hand.“Mom.”Weston's voice caught my attention.I looked at him. He was still wearing his pajamas, walking toward me while rubbing his eyes. He still looked sleepy, even yawning as he walked.“Why did you wake up so early? You don't have school today.”I looked at him. Standing in front of me, he still looked so small and adorable.He smiled as he took my
WindyThe day we had been waiting for had finally arrived. Just a day earlier, when I showed off the crown I had made for our wedding, I found out from Tucker that he had already seen the sketch.I had intended to surprise him, but instead, I was the one who ended up being surprised.That was probably why he had become more confident about proposing to me. Either way, that was what had brought us to this day—our wedding day.The guests we had invited had filled the church hall. They looked at us with teary eyes, and their cheers made my heart even happier.Once we were outside the church, the guests gathered in their places, ready to catch the bouquet I was about to throw.I glanced toward Diana. She was holding onto Miles's arm. I couldn't tell whether she was trying to show everyone how affectionate they were or simply didn't want Miles to join the others in fighting over the bouquet.“Ahem!” I cleared my throat loudly. “I'm going to throw the bouquet now. Catch it!”After shouting
CassandraMy eyes widened at the sound of his whisper. I didn’t expect him to say that here, especially when I was just glancing at him.What should I do?I’m trying to figure out my feelings for him. I care about him and don’t want anything bad to happen. But… do I really like him?I can’t find th
InggridIt’s been almost two weeks, and that man hasn’t contacted me at all. Or rather, I should say he’s blocked my access.Everything I’ve done to try to reach him has failed. I even tried contacting Adrian, but the man only picked up my call and spoke coldly.“It’s better for you to focus on you
CassandraDylan came home very late that day, and to my surprise, the man prepared breakfast for all of us. When I saw what he had done, I couldn’t help but praise him.“Wow, this is all amazing.”I found that he had cooked many kinds of food that happened to be my favorites. Ellen and Paul, who we
CassandraProfessor Johnson said that I had to be here because there was someone I needed to meet. Honestly, I didn’t like the idea, but I also knew I couldn’t refuse Professor Johnson’s request.Dylan was with me. And in the crowd, I wouldn’t attract attention. Besides, this was a gathering of law






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