Denver didn't know how to feel when he saw the photo his mother sent. It was annoying, frustrating, and infuriating. Especially now, seeing his mother smiling in front of him, sipping coffee, while his father was massaging her shoulders."I didn't know," his mother said. "I just intended to send a picture. I didn't know the camera went off.""You are lying again," he said angrily to his mother."I am not. I really don't know," she said, lowering the cup she was holding and looked at the photo again. "Wait, isn't that man beside her Dr. Xyl Infantes?""What?" Denver snatched his mother's phone aggressively."Denver!""It can't be.""But it is, isn't it. He's the CEO of Hope Hospital Chain, specialized in cancer patients. I heard he was also a neurosurgeon. And his best friend Grace is also a neurosurgeon. Wow."Denver felt even more annoyed by his mother's explanation, so he just left."If you hadn't refused the conference, right? Then you'll blame me. You're such a good child," his mot

"ARE you home?" Sandra asked the nanny over the phone."We just arrived, Ma'am," the nanny replied."Alright. I'm coming home," she then ended the call.She's nervous. All of a sudden, she feels like something is wrong. She definitely sees the determination in his eyes. When she looked in the mirror, she saw a car following her from behind. She knows whose car it is. She doesn't know what she wants, but she wants to run away.The car follows her honks loudly, as if urging her to stop, but she doesn't want to. She doesn't want to listen to it. What? Why? For what?She thinks if she goes home, Denver will know where she lives. Or worse, he might see the kids, see her with the kids. She doesn't want that; what if he takes the kids away? But why is she here? It feels like just yesterday when Xyl told her he was in the Philippines and she was so happy to go clubbing with his mistress. Sandra angrily looked at the mirror again when it honked again."Damn it! Leave me alone!" she angrily sho