Mag-log in“I already told you before, don’t put too much pressure on your wife. Her emotional condition greatly affects both the mother and the baby,” the doctor said.Zayne let out a long sigh, his fingers rubbing against his forehead. “Yeah... I guess my behavior lately has been making Elmy feel trapped.”The doctor looked at Zayne for a moment. “I understand that you’re worried about your wife. But instead of constantly stopping her from doing things, why don’t you try doing those things together with her instead? It’ll make her feel a lot better.”Zayne lowered his head tiredly. “Thank you for the advice, Doc. I’ll follow your advice from now on.”The middle-aged man excused himself. Dean escorted him out of the room while Zayne sat beside the bed where Elmy was lying.Zayne’s palm rested against her stomach, which had already grown noticeably bigger. The closer Elmy got to her due date, the bigger Zayne’s anxiety became. He tightened security around her. He even told Dean to stop constantl
“You’re going for an ultrasound? I know a really good OB-GYN,” Isabella said.The woman looked radiant. Her face seemed much healthier than before. Maybe her marriage to Dante really made her happy, Elmy thought.“I already promised Zayne we’d do the ultrasound at the Kensley family hospital.”Isabella waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t. It’s better if you come with me to that doctor instead. I’ll go with you. Besides, Zayne’s busy, isn’t he?”“No. Zayne promised he’d come with me for the check-up today,” Elmy explained, trying to reason with her mother.“Hah... are you sure he’ll actually come? With how busy he is?” Isabella asked skeptically.For a moment, Elmy glanced at her watch. It was already past the time Zayne had promised. But she would still wait for him.“No, Mom. I’m sure Zayne will keep his promise to me,” Elmy said confidently.Isabella let out a long sigh while rubbing her temple. “Fine. I won’t force you. But if the doctor isn’t competent enough, just tell me. I’ll f
As Elmy entered her second trimester, Zayne planned to take her in for an ultrasound. He’d already promised his wife he would go with her himself instead of letting Dean accompany her again. Even though the doctors at the hospital already knew he was Elmy Jordyn’s husband, he still didn’t want Dean taking over his role as her husband.Especially lately, the guy had been accompanying Elmy everywhere she went. Even if Elmy saw Dean more like a younger brother because of his age, Zayne still got jealous of him sometimes.“Tod—”“Cancel the meeting with Hiro’s company. I can just do a video call with them tonight,” Zayne cut Gion off before he could finish speaking. His secretary raised an eyebrow.“But—”“Cancel the dinner with the new vendor too. It’s not important,” Zayne said while crossing out every schedule Gion had worked so hard to arrange. He didn’t care. He slid the tablet screen again and crossed out another schedule.“A meeting at a café?” Zayne looked up at Gion with furrowed
Everything Gion had told him kept replaying in Zayne’s head. Fragments of memories about Dani Watson—that eccentric detective—suddenly started making sense now. No wonder Dani always mentioned having connections that could help him whenever they met.Now Zayne was sure the person Dani had been referring to was Dante.Crossing one leg over the other as he sat in the garden chair, Zayne called the detective back.“Hello, Mr. Kensley?” Dani’s voice sounded friendly and upbeat. “What’s up? Need something?” he asked one question after another.“I just wanted to ask you something,” Zayne said, biting his nail for a moment before taking a deep breath. “Do you know Dante?”“Dante?” Dani repeated in confusion. “Dante Rudliego?”“Yeah, maybe,” Zayne answered since he himself didn’t know the man’s last name. “He’s a former detective.”“Yeah, that’s him. Why? Are you having problems with him?” Dani asked openly, not even trying to hide the fact that he knew Dante personally.“Is it true he helped
“He’s here,” Gion said quietly from the doorway of the office.“Let him in.” Zayne didn’t even bother looking up, but his jaw tightened the moment the door opened.Dante walked in. Zayne’s eyes swept over him with a judging look. Dante looked cleaner compared to the last time they met, but the exhaustion beneath his eyes was impossible to hide. His hands were rough. His skin had darkened under the sun.The last time Zayne saw him, the man’s beard had been fairly long. Now, even though his clothes still looked cheap, he seemed neater and more put together. Zayne took off his glasses and motioned for Dante to sit on the sofa.The door opened again as Gion walked in carrying two cups of hot coffee. He glanced briefly at Dante before placing one of the mugs in front of him.Zayne closed his laptop and rose from his seat. “I hope my invitation didn’t interrupt your work,” he said calmly as he sat down across from Dante.He studied him for a moment before gesturing for him to drink.Dante t
“When are you finally gonna give us your address, huh?” Zayne asked while lying beside Elmy. “We wanna see your kid too, Bastian.”Elmy nodded while looking at Zayne’s phone screen, which showed a wide grassy field. Sebastian was sitting casually on the grass while Amelia held Nana in her lap—a cute baby girl with emerald eyes. The baby was busy playing with her tiny fingers.“Maybe later, after your baby’s born,” Sebastian replied. No one knew how much longer he planned to keep his location a secret.“That’s still six months away,” Zayne said while rubbing Elmy’s stomach.Elmy’s gaze softened. Zayne had truly kept his promise all day today. He hadn’t gone to the office at all. Normally, Dean would stay close to her, but today the man had completely disappeared from sight. Even the four bodyguards who usually stood guard weren’t around.“Just wait,” Sebastian replied with a chuckle. “Six months will fly by, trust me,” he said like someone who already had plenty of experience.Sebastia
Type?Was someone like Dennis Wesson really Elmy’s type?Zayne nearly cursed out loud at Elmy’s blunt admission, but he managed to keep himself in check. All he showed was a faint, amused smile before finishing the rest of his sandwich.No more words were exchanged. Zayne was already irritated, and
One word—crazy.What the hell was that? What kind of behavior was that, Zayne? And why was he so tense?Zayne hurriedly turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature to cold until he started shivering under the spray. His fist slammed into the wall again and again until it hurt. He lowered his he
Elmy’s eyes widened. Zayne’s hand, which had been resting on her cheek, slid to the back of her neck, gently pulling her closer until their lips pressed together. His tongue brushed against hers, slow and soft. Elmy touched his arm, then his chest, before pushing him away.Her breath came in short,
“I remember,” Elmy replied calmly, her tone controlled. “But there’s something important I need to take care of,” she added, deliberately choosing those words.Memories flickered through her mind like a kaleidoscope—of all the promises Zayne had ignored over time, of how often she had sincerely acc







