تسجيل الدخولThat morning, sunlight slipped through the gaps in the bedroom curtains, waking me earlier than usual. Leon was still fast asleep beside me, his arm wrapped possessively around my waist. I smiled slightly, kissing his forehead gently before getting up and moving toward the wardrobe.I took out a fitted black workout outfit, leggings that hugged every curve of my body, and a tank top that showed a little of my stomach, which was starting to flatten again.I tied my hair into a high ponytail, studying myself in the mirror for a moment. Not bad for a mother of three. I still had a body worth being proud of, even though I still fell into the category of a chubby woman.With light steps, I walked down the hallway toward the gym room at the end of the house. This big house really did have complete facilities, a swimming pool, a gym, a library, and a large backyard. Leon always said I deserved the best.But when I approached the gym door, my steps stopped.Julian was already standing there,
I saw the change in their expressions. Sebastian's smile tightened slightly, while Adrian averted his gaze toward the window. Leon gripped my hand tighter, as if trying to calm me down."Ana," Leon said in a soft but firm voice. "We've talked about this. The past is the past. We've all changed."Sebastian nodded quickly. "She's right, we used to be... wild. But that all changed after we found the right woman. I would never betray Rena, not after everything we've been through together.""Me neither," Adrian added. "Christy is everything to me. I wouldn't risk the happiness we've built just for a moment of pleasure."I listened to them carefully. On one hand, I wanted to believe them. I could see sincerity in their faces, genuine unease as they defended themselves.But on the other hand, the skeptical whisper in my head kept echoing. I had seen too much of their dark side back then, witnessed too often how easily they swapped women like changing clothes.Leon leaned toward me, looking d
I turned around and saw the young man standing in the doorway of the nursery. I observed him for a moment—his neat black hair, his sharp and attentive eyes, and his warm but not excessive smile."Thank you, they really are adorable, aren't they?"The man nodded, stepping in carefully."I just met Mr. Harrington in his study. He asked me to wait here for a moment. I accidentally saw this room open.""That's alright," I said, still smiling. "I'm Ana, Leon's wife."The man nodded politely. "I'm Julian, Mr. Harrington's new assistant. Nice to meet you, ma'am.""New assistant? Leon didn't tell me he was going to hire a new assistant.""Maybe Mr. Harrington wanted to surprise you. I just joined this week. My background is in business management and finance. Mr. Harrington said his company is growing rapidly and he needs someone who can help manage that growth."I nodded, starting to understand. Leon's business had indeed been growing rapidly lately. The Harrington name was rising again afte
New Season Ana's Pov. I woke up with my body still warm from Leon's embrace. His arm was wrapped around my thick and soft waist, his breath steady behind my ear, occasionally releasing warm air that gave me goosebumps. I smiled, savoring this moment. This was our morning routine—waking up together, enjoying each other's warmth before starting the day. Leon always held me from behind, his hand creeping to my soft belly, his fingers drawing small circles on my skin. "Are you awake already?" Leon whispered, his voice still hoarse with sleep, his lips brushing against my neck. "Not yet, I still want to sleep." Leon chuckled softly, the vibration felt against my back. "My spoiled wife." I didn't answer, just smiled slightly. But my hand reached for his that was wrapped around my stomach, gripping it tightly. Leon understood my meaning. Slowly, his hand began to move, leaving my stomach and creeping up to my large and heavy chest. His fingers played with my hardening nipple
Three years had passed since that day. I stood on the veranda of our house, gazing at the vast garden behind the mansion. Three little children—Aiden, Leo, and Sophie were running among the flowers, laughing and playing together. Beside them, Clara, who was now free from prison, sat on a garden bench with a book in her hands, occasionally looking at her younger siblings with a gentle smile. I smiled at the sight. It felt like a dream. Three years ago, I never imagined I would be here, happy, loved, and surrounded by the people I love. Leon appeared beside me, his arm wrapped around my waist. "What are you doing out here alone?" I turned, looking at my husband. "Just enjoying the view. Look at them. They're so happy." Leon followed my gaze, watching our children play. "They're happy because they have an amazing mother." I laughed, playfully patting his chest. "You always know how to make me blush." "Because it's true," Leon said, kissing my forehead. "You're the best mothe
Ana's Pov.A few months later, I lay in the hospital bed with my belly no longer round. Three tiny babies, two boys and one girl, lay peacefully in the incubator beside my bed. They were the Harrington heirs, three children born through a long and exhausting cesarean section.I looked at them with eyes full of love, feeling immense exhaustion but also indescribable happiness. Leon sat beside me, his hand holding mine, his eyes never leaving our babies."You're amazing," Leon said, kissing my forehead.I smiled weakly, feeling my body still tired after the surgery. They were healthy. Three tiny babies with thin hair and still-closed eyes. They were the fruit of our love, proof that after every storm, there is always a rainbow.But there was one thing that made me feel a little awkward, my body. After giving birth to three babies at once, my body had expanded again. My stomach still looked like I was six months pregnant, and the fat on my waist and thighs had increased significantly. I
I let out a long sigh. Clara's orders were absolute. If I didn't come, she'd get angry. I already knew how terrible her anger could be. Things could go flying, her words could cut sharper than knives, and I could get thrown out of this mansion. So I walked through the mansion's long corridors. Exp
Ana's Pov.I sat on one of the wooden pews in this church. My hands tightly gripped the edge of my dress until the fabric wrinkled. My boyfriend, Max, stood there in his neat black suit. Beside him was Sasha, my best friend since the first day I arrived in this city two years ago. Sasha's stomach wa
I fell silent.Marriage. I'd never imagined getting married, especially not to a man as rich and as mysterious as Mr. Leon. I was just a plain, fat girl who spent her life cleaning up other people's dirt."Why me?" I asked.Mr. Leon was still crouching in front of me, his eyes staring at me without
Two days passed.I tried to avoid Mr. Leon and his guests. I worked harder than usual. I cleaned every corner of the mansion, washed Clara's clothes until they smelled fresh, and even swept parts of the yard I had never touched before. I hoped that if I worked hard enough, everything would go back







