Annelie's POVAs I approached the room, I was taken aback by Natash Yael's appearance. It was a stark contrast from when she had Perry; back then, she was all thin and gaunt from childbirth, but now she was glowing with health, her cheeks rosy and radiant.Jaclyn Dills was quite tactful. As soon as I arrived, she exchanged a few polite words and then excused herself. I waited for her to leave, then plopped down onto the sickbed and whispered, "Your man has suddenly become quite personable. He used to ignore me whenever I saw him, but this time he's all smooth. Teach me your secret. If a rough stone like him can transform you like this, imagine what other men could do. I heard you two were separated not long ago. How did you suddenly patch things up?"Natash Yael chuckled before her expression darkened, and she began to tell me about Jaclyn Dills's illness.I was taken aback. "What do you mean Jaclyn Dills has a brain tumor? That can't be right. He looks as sturdy as an ox. Are you sur
Natasha's POVAs I stepped out of the bathroom, Jaclyn Dills was already lounging on the bed, his hair still slightly damp from a shower, silk sheets loosely draped around his waist, his muscular torso exposed to the air.Jaclyn Dills wasn't the bulky, exaggerated muscle type of man, but rather, his muscles were defined, strong, and supple.The thought of his strength suddenly sent a surge of heat coursing through me, spreading rapidly throughout my limbs at an indescribable pace. His eyes, flickering like flames, seemed to ignite a gentle tremor within me.Even though we couldn't do anything, my cheeks flushed nonetheless.Impatiently, Jaclyn Dills urged, "Natasha, come here."Jaclyn Dills always knew that the hungrier one became, the more important it was to savor each moment. Eating too quickly often resulted in discomfort and a loss of flavor, especially with something as delicious as Luna. He had to take his time, relishing each bite slowly, for there was joy in the gradual consu
Jaclyn povThe next day, I obediently went to the company. Luna was giving birth at that time, and I stayed with her for a whole month. The company's affairs were urgent, so I had my assistant handle the non-urgent matters at home. Today, the pile had grown into a mountain, and even though I was not keen on it, I had to muster the energy to deal with it.Moreover, today I wasn't going to work, and I couldn't even hold Luna. Natash·Yael's best friend was getting married in two days, and Luna went to the Red Moon Pack early this morning to leave our son in the Pack's territory for safekeeping. Without mother's milk for these two days, that kid would probably howl the sky off his head in the Pack's territory.I suddenly felt a bit of schadenfreude, after all, that kid was competing with me for Luna. When Morris came in, I finally finished what I was doing, took a breath, and looked at Morris's relaxed appearance, feeling very unbalanced. I sat on the sofa, glanced at Morris sideways, and
Natasha's POVAnnelie leaned in suddenly and asked, "Natasha Yael, are you happy?" I hesitated for a moment, then smiled. No need for me to answer; from my smile, Annelie already knew the answer. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Jaclyn Dills, that man, was too cunning, not just cunning but also despicable. He would do anything to achieve his goals, even resorting to such shameless manipulations.Two days ago, Annelie took the scans I sent her to show Mike's father. After examining them carefully, Mike's father assured me, "These scans belong to a healthy person, there's nothing wrong with them, let alone any brain tumor terminal illness nonsense. It's simply absurd."I wasn't too surprised at the time. There was a sense of confirmation, a feeling that confirmed what I already suspected. As the saying goes, good people don't live long, while troublemakers linger for centuries. A man like me is simply trouble among troubles. If I were to fall terminally ill, would there be any escap
Jaclyn's POVI raced to her at an astonishing speed, fortunate that it wasn't rush hour. In just fifteen minutes, I delivered the parcel to Natash Yael. The screech of brakes startled Natash Yael, who was deep in thought. As she looked up, I had already stepped out of the car and was walking towards her.Under the warm October sun, I strode hurriedly, my steps filled with urgency. As I approached, Natash Yael noticed the sweat on my forehead despite the cool weather. The sweat dampened my hairline, making me look unusually youthful. Coupled with my tall figure and handsome features, I always stood out wherever I went.I glanced at the bag of documents she held in her hand, then at the hospital nearby. Any remaining hope faded away.Reaching out, I pulled Natash Yael into a tight embrace, my tone urgent and anxious, "Natash, listen to me, I didn't mean to deceive you. How many times have I said it back then, but you never gave me a chance. I was out of options, really. Natash, I don't
Natasha's POVWhen Jaclyn Dills walked in, arm slung over Joey's shoulder, swaying slightly, I stood with crossed arms from afar, not even extending a hand in greeting. The expression on my face, caught by Joey's eyes, couldn't help but worry for Jaclyn Dills. No wonder Louis and Morris made a quick escape; they must have anticipated this outcome.Joey settled Jaclyn Dills onto the couch, chuckling. "Um, sis-in-law, Jaclyn had a bit too much to drink. Probably going to be a wild night. Please take care of her. I'll head back now." With that, he didn't wait for me to respond, just turned and bolted.I couldn't help but chuckle; it was such an obvious display of guilt. None of these guys were innocent; they were all full of mischief, one scheme after another. But pretending to be drunk was definitely not something Jaclyn Dills could come up with on his own. Even if he did, he wouldn't be able to pull it off. It must have been his buddies suggesting it. Now, lying on the couch, ignored b
Jaclyn's POVThe autumn sun was bright, streaming into the room through the tall windows and gently illuminating the space through the sheer curtains, making it feel cozy and warm.Perry had set up the swing in the small cabin he had built himself, and as he stood up, he gazed out into the yard before darting straight towards me with a playful leap.I quickly caught Perry and began to educate her, "Daddy has told you several times already, don't run too fast, or you'll end up crying if you fall."Perry wrinkled her delicate little nose, "Daddy will catch me."Taking my hand, Perry shook it and said, "Daddy, why don't we have a swing in our yard? Grandpa's house has one, and it was Grandpa who built it for Perry. Daddy, can you build one for me too?"I looked at her in astonishment, could I be like her grandpa?Glancing up, Natasha wore a half-smile, lips pursed tightly, clearly waiting to see the joke unfold. I lowered my head, my daughter's expectant eyes shimmering. The words "I can
Jaclyn's POVThere was a café on the side, offering not only rich coffee but also some magazines and books. Most of the patrons were waiting parents. We found a window seat, with a great view. Looking out, the bustling city streets unfolded before our eyes.I felt a strange excitement in my heart. On such a beautiful day, in such a leisurely afternoon, sitting face to face, it felt like I had found the mood of our previous dates.Speaking of which, Natasha and I had never really dated. We met, got married, separated, reunited—experienced all the aspects of love, but strangely, we skipped the dating phase.Suddenly, I felt regretful. If I could do it over, I wouldn't miss any part. But was it too late for me to make up for it now? And most importantly, would Natasha give me that chance to make amends? I weighed my words carefully in my mind. Just as I was about to speak, I noticed Natasha's gaze drifting past me to somewhere behind. Her subconscious tension made me turn my head involun