What was she doing here? How did she even get in through security? "Congratulations, Gemma." She whispered. "Even though you could be here to finish me off since I have already had a taste of good times?" Cora smiled bitterly. "I actually deserve that." She sighed. "I didn't get to be your maid of honor." "I wasn't going to invite my former friend who had just stabbed me in the back." Gemma deadpanned, not mincing her words. It was lucky that there was no one overhearing their conversation. "I deserve that." She smiled. "Can I at least have a dance? We have been friends for a decade after all." Livian tightened his hand around Gemma and pulled her away from Cora. "No. She has been your friend for a decade but you have been using it to get close to her just so you would seek your revenge. It's different." "Okay." Cora did not push it, deciding to leave. She turned around after a few steps. "If you

"She knows better than anyone that what she told you is a lie. How did she even recognize you as our daughter?" Constance asked. She hated Cora for making their daughter misunderstand them. If Gemma had decided to trust her and not ask her family for the truth, that would have caused an unnecessary misunderstanding. "I'm not going to let her get away with any of the things she did." William declared. "How about we forget all about it?" Gemma held William's hands. "She didn't harm me in the end anyway. And she doesn't plan on doing anything. We can just be wary of her but…" "That's not going to happen." William interrupted. Being overly forgiving was like giving someone a bullet to shoot her again, since she missed it the first time. When William and Constance left, Gemma looked at Livian worriedly. He pulled her off the chair and hugged her.  "It's for the best." "They have no idea." She was worried. What

"You are so sweet. Do you have honey on your mouth?" She joked, leaning over as though she wanted to inspect. "There is only one way to find out. Do you want to have a taste?" He offered his lips. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips softly against his. He held her neck and sucked her lower lips gently, but they were interrupted by her phone ringing. "I wonder whose timing can be so wrong. Did they have to choose this moment to interrupt?" She complained. "We can continue later." He promised, speaking over her lips. "But I need you." She purred. She didn't know whether it was because of the hormonal change or she was just madly in love with him, but they had been making love more often. Maybe it was thanks to the beautiful, peaceful environment but no matter how many times they did it, her panties would still get wet when he walked into the room she was in. She shook the perverted thought off her head and answered

The couple was so excited about the gender reveal that when morning finally came, they had barely slept. Livian turned in bed and took a look at his wife who was wide awake. He smiled and pulled her into his arms. "Are you excited?" "I'm on the verge of flying off!" She confessed through a bout of laughter. It was only 7am and they had booked the doctor's appointment for 11am but she slid out of bed, freshened up and dressed up like she was late for a meeting that had already begun. "Slow down, my love." He urged, even though he was in a hurry himself. "Let's go." She pulled him away when she was done dressing up. He grabbed the keys and let her drag him to the parking lot. They were at the hospital a couple of hours before their appointment time so they spent a little time with Nana. Gemma sat beside Nana's bed and held the elderly lady's hand. "I'm so nervous, grandma." "Why are you

"Are you ready?" Asked Dr. Valentine. She took a pair of gloves from a box near the monitor and slid them onto her hands. "I am." Gemma had a sudden urge to get it done with. Maybe deep down she knew that no matter what the result was, she would still be overjoyed. To be exact, she had not been worried about the result of the gender reveal to begin with. All she wanted was to be certain that her baby was in good health, what with her past record of losing a pregnancy. She was nervous even though she knew that when it happened, it was not due to natural causes. At the back of her mind, part of her still believed that it could have been caused by her body's inability to carry a baby. The thought that someone else killed her baby was harder to swallow and the memory of it sent a chill down her stomach. Her hand flew to her bump. "I'm sorry, baby. I should not have thought about that." She muttered under her breath, but Livian caught her words.