Oliver stopped on his track. He stared blankly at the road while waiting for the green light before crossing the street. He just came back from Sierra’s apartment. After investigating, he found out what happened to Sherly. He couldn’t believe it, so he rushed to Sierra’s place. His world crumbled when the latter confirmed the news.Clenching his fists, Oliver shut his eyes as he tilted his head up. He was trying to calm himself down when droplets of water hit his face. It started slow and eventually; the rain poured hard. Oliver didn’t mind the rain. In fact, he needed it to bind himself to reality. The news about Sherly’s death was something he didn’t expect. All this time, he thought she was just living fine somewhere. Knowing that she was already gone and would never come back, Oliver found it hard to believe.“Why?” He mumbled. Warm liquid coming from his eyes streamed down his face. Oliver felt his heart clench as he desperately remembered the last conversation he had with Sherl

The weather outside was so nice enough to make Astrid feel bad for not being allowed to leave. She sighed as she leaned her chin on her palm placed by the window. She had been thinking of a way to get out and her only option was to ask Caleb for help. After all, Caleb was the only one in the family who had the guts to go against her parents.However, Astrid was worried Sierra was still not in the mood to hang out. When she was watching over the kids for her the other day, she noticed the unfinished dresses in the corner where Sierra worked. Coming to visit her again might not be the best option she could do to help her. On the other hand, she could volunteer to watch over the kids while Sierra was working, although this option may not be available, given that Caleb recently became Sierra’s neighbor.“Hah! How obsessed. He could have to bring her in his place instead,” Astrid mumbled to herself, referring to Caleb’s unexpected actions and decisions when it comes to Sierra. “To think I’

Sierra handed the boxes with dresses she made for her clients. Although the men looked scary, she couldn’t just let them stand outside. With the help of her landlady, who was amused by her reaction, Sierra entertained the clients one by one.“Thank you for your order. I hope your wife will like it,” she said as she handed the box. Sierra turned around to find more boxes were still waiting to be claimed.“Thanks, Miss. We’re very sorry for scaring you earlier.”Sierra smiled slightly with a red face. She didn’t want to hear it again in embarrassment. “Haha! That was really unexpected. Thanks for your understanding.” Sierra nodded at the man and watched him exit the door. A few moments later, another man came in.“Please have a seat. May I know under what name your order is?” Sierra checked the list while waiting for the man to reply.“It’s for Celia—”A loud thud interrupted the man’s response. Sierra frowned as she turned to see what had happened. Her eyes softened when she saw Caleb.

The warm breeze touched Oliver’s skin as soon as he got off the car. After recovering from a fever, he decided to take a break from work for a month. It was the first time he voluntarily asked for a break, which surprised everyone, including his friend, Frank. Oliver planned to visit Sherly’s grave with the latter. Usually, Oliver would resort to overworking whenever he had something in mind, but this time, he wanted to try a different approach, especially when he might be the father of Sherly’s baby.“Did we get to the right place?” Frank asked, looking around. “This town looked lifeless…”Oliver roamed his gaze around and couldn’t agree more. It felt like the place was abandoned. “There was a huge fire that killed almost a hundred people a few months ago. It’s going to be more suspicious if people living here would look lively after the incident.”Frank nodded his head. “Lots of people died, but I don’t think they ever reported it to the public. Did you find out the cause of the fir

Oliver wore his coat before knocking on his Dad’s office. He had never seen his old man for a while, and coming to him on his own was a big shock to the latter."You’re here. What do you want?" Dr. Lewis asked without lifting his gaze to his son.Oliver sat on the chair in front of him and knocked on the table to get his attention."I don’t want to repeat the question, Oliver." His father finally looked at him with a sigh. "I have many things to do, so I appreciate it if you speak right away."Nodding his head, Oliver clenched his fists on his lap. "I want to become a father," he blurted out. "You don’t have to arrange for me to marry anyone. I already have a successor in mind.""So, what did you eat today?" Dr. Lewis asked instead, taking his words lightly. "Or did you watch a movie with that guy? What’s his name? Ah, Frank. Yeah. Did he force you to do something again, resulting in... this?""I see that you’re not interested." Oliver stood up and fixed his tie. "I’m still going to d