Se connecter“I never thought we’d end up talking like this,” Sunny said.After telling Ford and Zayne to leave the room, Elmy had no choice but to accept Sunny’s request to talk to her alone.Even though she clearly didn’t want to, Elmy still tried to listen to every word Sunny said.Sunny gently touched Elmy’s arm. But Elmy quickly brushed her hand away, making Sunny smile bitterly.“I know you’re still upset with me after everything I did. Especially now that I suddenly showed up again after disappearing for so long,” she explained.Elmy stayed silent.“El, I’m sorry for everything. For all the horrible things I’ve done,” Sunny said softly.Her eyes were glossy, but she didn’t cry. Still, from the strain in her voice, Elmy could tell she was doing everything she could to hold herself together.“After I left you guys... my life fell apart,” she admitted quietly. “Maybe I really deserve it.”Elmy let out a mocking scoff. “More like those are problems you created yourself.”Sunny clasped her tremb
“I already told the doctor treating me not to reveal my identity to Elmy.” Dante looked at Zayne for a moment before giving him a faint smile. “You can relax, Zayne.”“That’s exactly why I can’t relax, Dante. It feels like I’m hiding something huge from her,” Zayne said, making Dante, who was sitting beside him, turn with a displeased look. He shook his head and gripped Zayne’s hand tightly.“Don’t even think about telling her, Zayne. I know Elmy won’t like it. Worse... she might end up hating you too for letting me help her.”Just imagining it made Zayne uneasy. Still, he convinced himself Elmy wouldn’t be that cruel to him. He did this for her safety. For her life. Elmy would understand, he told himself.“Elmy already hates me anyway, Zayne. So please... keep your mouth shut. It’s better this way,” Dante said resignedly.Hearing that filled Zayne with overwhelming guilt. Back then, he used to look down on Dante for not taking responsibility for Elmy. But now, this man had become the
The VVIP room felt painfully quiet after the night that had nearly taken Elmy’s life.“Elmy still needs complete bed rest. Even though she’s passed the critical stage, her condition still hasn’t fully recovered yet,” the doctor said while looking at Elmy, who was still asleep on the bed. She had been sleeping for quite a while now. A few times, the nurses had woken her up to prevent blood clots.The doctor then turned to look at Zayne, who had stayed faithfully by her side the entire time. He was still wearing the same office clothes he hadn’t even changed out of yet. His face looked exhausted, dark circles clearly visible under his eyes.“Once she’s recovered enough, we’ll allow her to visit your baby,” the doctor continued, making Zayne gently squeeze Elmy’s fingers.“Do whatever’s best for my wife,” Zayne replied quietly.The doctor nodded before excusing himself, leaving only Zayne and Elmy inside the room.Ever since Elmy had been moved into the VVIP room, Zayne hadn’t seen Isabe
The emergency C-section was completely unexpected for Zayne.Just one more month. In only one more month, Elmy was supposed to give birth. But today’s fate had destroyed every single plan Zayne had made in his head.Even hope itself was starting to feel impossible.Only fear surrounded him in the suffocating silence.The hallway was painfully quiet. The only sounds were his restless footsteps pacing back and forth, Isabella’s soft sobs, Dante trying to calm her down, Dean’s uneven breathing as he sat slumped at the end of the row of chairs, and the muffled commotion coming from behind the delivery room doors.Every now and then, Zayne would glance toward the door, hoping a doctor would come out with good news.But forget the doors opening—he hadn’t even heard the sound of a baby crying yet.Their baby was premature.Just thinking about that fact alone filled Zayne with anxiety. He bit his nails until they bled, but the pain in his fingers couldn’t overpower the panic consuming him.“S
Zayne had been feeling uneasy the entire time. Gion had taken his phone away for the sake of keeping this internal meeting running smoothly. Zayne had already promised himself he’d finish this project so he could focus on taking care of Elmy after she gave birth. But the urge to end this meeting right now was getting stronger and stronger.He didn’t know why.Both of his hands were clenched tightly on top of his thighs while Gion stood at the front, allowing the board members to voice their opinions.Zayne’s gaze drifted toward the glass wall overlooking the city from the thirtieth floor, which suddenly felt colder than usual. When his eyes shifted to the LED screen displaying the company’s declining stock graph, Zayne knew this meeting was going to drag on longer than expected.He let out a long breath.“Project Orion has already been delayed three times,” one of the senior commissioners said, breaking the silence in the room. “Our investors are starting to question the company’s sta
Elmy woke up. Ever since getting pregnant, she’d been needing to pee way too often. As she pushed herself up into a sitting position, she glanced to the side and realized Zayne wasn’t there.“Where is he?” Elmy murmured, looking over at the wall clock. Ten at night.The moment she got out of bed, her body swayed. She quickly grabbed onto the nightstand for support. Her head still felt a little dizzy. For some reason.After carefully using the bathroom, she stepped back out and started looking for Zayne. Right outside her room, she peeked into the next bedroom with the door left open. The light was still on.Curious, she walked over and spotted a pair of legs curled up near the baby crib. The corners of Elmy’s lips lifted when she realized Zayne had fallen asleep on the floor, still wearing his work clothes. What warmed her heart the most was the ultrasound photo of their baby still tightly clutched in his hand.Elmy walked over to him. Slowly, she knelt down and gently patted his shou
Zayne canceled his plans with Sunny. He postponed meetings and called off appointments with several companies for one reason only: Elmy, his wife.His phone felt hot in his hand, like it was about to overheat. He wasn’t using anything except calls and messages. Dozens of missed calls and unread tex
“Where’s my wife, Gianna?” Zayne asked after opening the bedroom door and finding the room empty. Gianna pressed her lips together and looked away, clearly avoiding something.Zayne lowered his gaze to Gianna, who looked awkward. “Where is my wife?” he asked again, his tone more pressing.“She left
“Sunny!”Zayne immediately dropped into a crouch, tossing his bag aside without care. He reached for Sunny, his eyes scanning the bruises blooming along her arms and cheek, already turning blue. Gianna had been right—they hadn’t held back at all.“I’m fine, Zayne,” Sunny said softly, offering a fai
“You came without an appointment, Bastian,” Zayne said, his eyes still fixed on his computer screen. He took off his glasses and stood up from his chair.The tall man unbuttoned his suit jacket and sat down on the sofa without being asked. A wide grin spread across his face when he saw Zayne sit be







