MasukDerek had overheard every word they exchanged. He understood that this arrangement was the only way to keep both Naomi and Vivian from feeling like outsiders in the family.Old Mr. Sinclair gave his second grandson a few final instructions before leaving the ward on his crutches, Marcus walking steadily beside him.The sky outside gradually darkened.Naomi carried a glass of warm milk over to Lily, who sat on the sofa reading a book.“It’s getting late, Lily. Drink your milk and go to bed,” she said in a gentle voice.Lily closed the book, set it aside, and obediently finished the milk in one go. A thin white trace remained at the corner of her mouth.Naomi’s expression softened. She pulled out a tissue and carefully wiped it away. “After you wash up, go to sleep obediently, understand?”Lily tilted her head. “Mommy, the handsome uncle is so drunk. Will he wake up in the middle of the night and feel uncomfortable?”She had seen her former father drunk before. He always woke up in the
Naomi wanted to stop them, but the knowing, teasing looks from her female colleagues made the words die in her throat.She had just finished denying the rumors. Digging a deeper hole for herself now would be foolish.No matter how good Sebastian Cole’s alcohol tolerance normally was, he could not withstand the relentless enthusiasm of the group. After three rounds of drinks, he had already lost consciousness.Because Naomi wanted to set a good example for her daughter, she had not touched a single drop of alcohol. That left her with the responsibility of getting Sebastian home safely.“Naomi, you must not betray our trust,” one colleague slurred, eyes unfocused. “Nothing can happen to either Mr. Cole or you.”“Yes! We want to see both of you intact on weekdays!”The half-drunk coworkers kept issuing instructions.Naomi felt overwhelmed. She answered with a few vague words, then hurriedly left with Sebastian and Lily.The moment the car drove away, the remaining group erupted into laug
Hospital Outside the Operating RoomBy the time Old Mr. Sinclair and Marcus Sinclair arrived, Derek Sinclair was already pacing back and forth in front of the doors, his face tight with anxiety.The glowing red “In Surgery” sign above the operating room burned into everyone’s eyes, making the air feel heavier with every second that passed.Derek stopped short when he saw them. “Brother… Grandpa? Why are you here?”His mind was a mess. After Naomi had been found, almost everyone in the Sinclair family except him had grown cold toward Vivian. He had already convinced himself that no one wanted her to stay.Could his elder brother and grandfather have come to send her away?The thought made his heart lurch.Marcus placed a firm hand on his younger brother’s restless shoulder, his deep eyes carrying a clear warning. “Derek. First tell us exactly what happened to Vivian.”He knew his brother’s temperament too well impatient, easily worked up. In the span of a few breaths, Derek was capable
Chloe Bennett’s lips curved into a satisfied smile the moment the agreement was sealed. During the upcoming trip, she would find every opportunity to draw Ethan Blackwood closer. Once everything was settled, the title of Mrs. Blackwood would finally belong to her.On the other side of the city, Lily sat contentedly in the back seat of the car, licking an ice cream cone with pure enjoyment written across her small face.“Pretty Uncle, are we going to find Mommy now?”Sebastian Cole glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his voice low and gentle. “Yes.”Lily’s expression turned a little guilty. “Then… can you not tell Mommy I ate ice cream? She doesn’t let me have it.”Sebastian’s gaze softened. “Only if you promise me you’ll eat less of it from now on. Your mother forbids it because she’s thinking of your health.”“I understand.” Lily nodded obediently.A short while later, Sebastian parked outside the private dining room according to the address Naomi had accidentally sent him.
After returning to her desk, Naomi Hart spent the entire day buried in drafts.The deadline for the design project was brutal. Every spare minute had to go into it.Near closing time she finally lifted her head, rolled her shoulders, and stretched the stiffness from her neck.“Naomi, our department is doing a team-building dinner tonight. You’re coming with us.”A colleague packing up nearby threw the invitation over casually.Naomi hesitated. She still had to pick Lily up from school. There was no time.She opened her mouth to decline, but the woman across the aisle leaned in, eyes bright.“Come on! This whole night is basically because of you. If you hadn’t landed Mr. Voss’s project, none of us would be joining the other departments for this. You’re the star of the evening, you have to show up.”“Naomi, you can’t bail on us!”Their enthusiasm left her little room to refuse.“Fine,” she sighed.After straightening the last of her files, Naomi pulled out her phone and typed a quick me
“Mommy, don’t underestimate me,” Lily announced, her voice clear and serious. “The teacher said that couples who are planning to get married always take wedding photos!”The car went completely silent.Sebastian Cole’s hand paused on his seat belt. The atmosphere thickened, awkward and heavy.Naomi forced a light laugh, trying to smooth it over. “Children say the funniest things. She was only joking. Don’t take it to heart.”After all, theirs was a marriage of convenience an alliance between two powerful families. There was no need for something as sentimental as wedding photos.Lily tilted her head, her round eyes locked on her mother’s face. “I’m not joking, Mommy. I’m serious.”Naomi’s smile turned strained. She silently prayed the child would drop the subject. Where on earth had a five-year-old picked up ideas like this?Sebastian started the engine without a word. His expression remained unreadable, but his mind was already racing. He wanted those photos with Naomi. He wanted the







