Back at home from the hospital, Natasha expressed gratitude to Val, but underneath the facade, she couldn't help rolling her eyes discreetly. Val, in her caring nature, asked Natasha what she'd like, but before Natasha could respond, Val confidently said, "Never mind, I know just what to give you." With that, Val headed to the kitchen, leaving Natasha to roll her eyes.As Natasha settled on the couch, she held onto a secret, determined that no one would uncover the truth—neither about the real parentage of the child she claimed was Nelson's, nor the fact that she had intentionally harmed herself for self-pity.Her mind wandered back to the night of a one-night stand with a charming bartender from a bar, just days after Nelson had traveled. She wasn't intoxicated; the guy was simply too attractive to resist. They had a romantic night together after Natasha successfully seduced him.A few weeks later, she discovered she was pregnant, and she was certain Nelson wasn't the father. Nelson

Nelson's gaze lingered on Val for the third time that night, his inquiries about her altered demeanor echoing his return from the company.Her unusual calmness mirrored the past when she discovered his history, a time he resented, leaving him curious about her current thoughts.As she rose to fetch a drink, Nelson reached out, grasping her hand. "Val, I've been trying to talk to you since I got home. What's bothering you?" he pressed."Nothing," she attempted to dismiss, but he firmly held her wrist. "I know something is on your mind. Remember our promise not to keep things from each other?"Looking into his eyes, Val questioned the breakup with Natasha, suggesting they could have married for the children's sake. "She's a nice lady, and you both seem to have a history."Nelson's stoic expression revealed his awareness of Natasha's influence. "I knew it was because of Natasha. What has she been telling you? Be clear."Val, seemingly too composed, questioned why he hurt Natasha by endin

In the early morning light, Natasha hastily prepared herself for a visit to the hospital. The swift rustling of clothes and the brisk steps echoed her sense of urgency. Just as she was about to leave, Valerie entered the room, her curiosity piqued by Natasha's hurried demeanor.Concern laced Valerie's words as she inquired, "Natasha, where are you headed?”“To the hospital.” Natasha swiftly replied, still packing what she needed.“Are you fine? Can I come with you to the hospital?"Feeling suffocated by Valerie's persistent presence, Natasha couldn't help but roll her eyes. The clinginess was becoming unbearable.With a forced smile, Natasha turned to Valerie and reassured her, "Just an overall check-up, Valerie. I'll be fine. You don't need to follow me, really."Rushing past Valerie, Natasha hurried to the hospital, eager to escape the watchful eyes. Meanwhile, Valerie returned to the room, her concern lingering.In the sterile environment of the hospital, Natasha underwent a thoro

Nelson's excitement boiled over as the artist's sketch revealed Natasha's unmistakable features. "I knew it!" he exclaimed, a mix of triumph and anger in his voice. He approached the bartender, almost impulsively wanting to express his joy, but he retracted, remembering the gravity of the situation.With an air of finality, Nelson handed the bartender a substantial amount of money. "Consider it a token of appreciation for your cooperation," he said, his expression changing from elation to a stern seriousness.The bartender, nervously and gratefully, stammered his thanks. However, Nelson's tone shifted, "Congratulations," he uttered in an almost mocking manner. “Your dream come true” has made your dream come true, as you're going to be a father."Nelson, satisfied with the artist's work and the information extracted from the bartender, paid the artist generously. “But such a young boy to Natasha?” The investigator questioned.Nelson laughed, “Good for her.” Nelson suggested, "How abo

Nelson returned to the hospital without receiving any answers from Natasha, his spirit was shattered. As he slumped into a chair, grappling with the depths of his emotions, an intern nervously approached him. The intern requested a private conversation, which Nelson refused, and then the intern mentioned the matter concerned the well-being of his children."Sir, it's about the kids in the emergency room which I know might be your kids."Amidst the sterile hospital surroundings, the intern cautiously unfolded a potential breakthrough – the twins' symptoms might be connected to a poisonous leaf from Veridonia. Nelson's heart raced, his eyes reflecting a mixture of hope and fear as the intern continued to shed light on this newfound understanding in the midst of the prevailing darkness.Simultaneously, Nelson's phone buzzed with a call from his team. They reported a significant discovery in Natasha's room – a peculiar particle that had been taken to the forensic lab for analysis. The