Cassandra“Shut your fucking mouth, Sebastian.”I couldn’t accept him claiming himself as Miles’s father. He was nothing more than the man who raped me.Were my words too harsh? Because that man forced himself on me at that time.I had once longed for us to make love, thinking it would be wonderful and become a beautiful memory. But what he did was nothing less than him raping me.He did it without thinking about me.I tried to focus, but anger pushed me to step closer and jab my finger against his chest.Even though I no longer remembered everything clearly from that night, I still didn’t want him to acknowledge himself as Miles’s father.“Cassandra Moonclaire, what I said is the truth.”My mouth opened, a stiff voice slipping out. “Moon—Moonclaire?” I sneered.Back then, he never even allowed me to use that name. He always said Isabella was the one worthy of it. So every moment, I kept thinking I was full of flaws. Every time I looked in the mirror, the insecurity inside me only gre
Cassandra“Grandpa, aren’t you going to ask me something?”I looked at him gently, now facing the person who had always been kind to me. He felt like my own grandpa, giving me so much.When Sebastian and Isabella’s marriage didn’t happen, it was Grandpa who arranged the marriage with the Bellamy family. He even offered me the chance to marry Sebastian. And because I loved him so much back then, I thought it was something truly wonderful.Grandpa taught me many things. He gave me books about law, and there was even a time when he wanted to make me his granddaughter. He always said that his only grandson—Sebastian, was annoying and stubborn, very much like his father, who had left him long ago.With his kindness, how could I possibly ignore the news that his condition wasn’t good?Care isn’t only about blood relations. I grew up under Grandpa’s influence, and I’ve considered him more of my family than my own.That gentle face of his made me not want to hurt him. All this time, he kept h
SebastianI didn’t know how this happened, but I guess it was also a kind of fortune. When James called me to deliver the news about Grandpa, Cassandra overheard it as well.Cassandra’s eyes trembled, and she rose from her seat. “What happened to Grandpa?”“He fainted. It seems his condition has worsened.”I hadn’t expected this. The old man who was always so sharp in arguing with me had always seemed healthy. I thought he would live a very long life.Now, when I looked at Cassandra, I could see how deeply the news about my grandfather affected her. Her hands were clasped tightly together.Then I remembered, Cassandra and Grandpa had always been close. They often talked together and seemed genuinely happy. She had been spoiled and praised by him so much that others sometimes thought she was his real granddaughter.Grandpa had always been by her side, defending her, and furious whenever anyone wronged Cassandra. He had never accepted Isabella, not because he was narrow-minded, as I onc
SebastianI exhaled. Cassandra didn’t understand me at all, how hard I was trying for us to be together.“You’re not going to give me my phone?” Cassandra asked again.She looked at me sharply, and I hesitated to hand it over. My mind ran through all the things that could happen.The doctor who checked on her told me Cassandra was under stress, she shouldn’t be subjected to too much pressure. Memories from years ago resurfaced: how she had ended up taking so many sleeping pills.She had fooled everyone with her fake death, but she really had overdosed. Honestly, it terrified me… I didn’t want anything like that to happen again.Then, clenching my hand, I looked at her. “I’ll give you your phone.”I saw her expression shift, so full of happiness just because I said that. Why don’t you ever show that expression when you’re with me? Are you that happy to get your phone just so you can contact Dylan?It made me feel insecure, made me start thinking maybe I was beneath Dylan.Thinking too
Cassandra“Are you feeling better?” Sebastian touched my forehead.Brushing his hand away, I didn’t want him to act as if he cared about me—watching over me, worrying about me. Since I’ve been here, I’ve been under so much pressure that it’s left me feeling utterly exhausted.With a fever and a slight headache, I lay on the bed. Even though he had called the doctor, it didn’t make me want to speak to him.“Your temperature has gone down. You’ll be fine soon, Sandra,” he continued.I stared at him, hoping he would leave my room quickly, letting me rest with only Miles by my side.“Will Mom be okay?” Miles held my hand, making me look at him and smile.“Mom just needs a little rest,” I replied.Because I had just taken medicine, I was starting to feel drowsy.He gave me a small hug with his childlike voice. “Then Mom should rest.”He let go of the hug and smiled. “I want Mom to get well soon.”Miles was always with me, I took care of him and spoiled him a little. Whatever I usually did,
CassandraWell, I should’ve realized earlier why Alden was here. My feelings were so uneasy, and everything became clear when Sebastian asked me to come to his study while saying he didn’t want Miles to know.He hugged me once I was inside his study. I could allow it if it was just him being overwhelmed with emotions. Anyone else would surely notice it too.I almost let him do that. I pulled away from his embrace, and he looked at me.“So, that child really is mine?” his voice trembled.“No. The child from you was miscarried when I overdosed on medicine.”I spoke quickly.As I recalled it, at that time I was in critical condition. I had been bleeding, and when I opened my eyes, I thought I had lost the baby.The fetus inside my womb turned out to be very strong; he managed to survive and kept growing well. That’s Miles, he’s an extraordinary child, and Sebastian doesn’t need to know that.“This is my child with Dylan. We had a child right away because I was devastated by the loss.”Yo