When Bianca told him to leave, Curtis' expression stiffened for a moment as an indescribable sense of desolation washed over him. Bianca, sensitive as she was, easily picked up on this."I'm worried about your health," she said, looking at her father.Curtis' demeanor softened slightly at the mention of Bianca's concern. Warmth flickered in his eyes."I'm worried about you too, Bia," Curtis admitted.Ever since learning of his daughter's pregnancy, he had been anxious about leaving her in someone else's care.Bianca fell silent. Curtis noticed her tendency to withdraw from social interactions. She seemed to feel pressured when around too many people.At his daughter’s continued silence, Curtis said, "I'll head back for today, then."He didn't press further. As long as he was in Simeria, by her side, that was enough. Everything else could wait. He didn't want to add any more pressure on her.With that, Curtis left Bianca alone in the dining room. She sat there, feeling an indesc

Crystal's expression froze when she heard Seraphine say she wanted to leave Simeria."Miss, what are you saying?"Leave Simeria? What would that mean for Seraphine? It meant everything she had once possessed would vanish, and her life might even worsen."Mother is gone. In Simeria, no one will protect me," Seraphine stated.Even if Eleanor were here, what difference would it make? Both Seraphine and Crystal knew that Eleanor's attention would still have been on Bianca."You don't know how terrifying he is," said Seraphine, Malcolm’s suffocating presence making her want to flee.But Crystal interjected, "The outside world isn't as beautiful as you think."Beautiful?In her world, that word was nothing but wishful thinking. But hearing Crystal say this made Seraphine wonder if she could endure an even worse life than now."She's proud, she won't keep the child," said Crystal, who understood Seraphine's concern.Because Bianca was pregnant now, Seraphine was worried that Malcolm

"Why is Natalie messing with Irwin and Wexford's affairs?" asked Malcolm.Horatio glanced at Malcolm, sensing the weight behind his words. With everything going on with Bianca, he almost forgot why Cedric came to Simeria in the first place."Mr. Johnson started everything," replied Horatio.Malcolm understood instantly.Cedric? Now, this was intriguing.Malcolm couldn't fathom it. Natalie was so important to Cedric, yet he kept hurting her again and again. It seemed that to Cedric, Isabella’s daughter was even more important than Natalie.And somehow, Cedric kept letting go, yet never truly accepting it. But upon reflection, Malcolm and Cedric were perhaps two of a kind."Keep an eye on Irwin too!" Malcolm instructed.Malcolm had always been in an environment where he had to be suspicious of everything, constantly feeling like there was something more complicated hiding behind it all. After all, whether it was Irwin or Cedric, neither were saints."Yes, sir!" Horatio nodded, u

It was clear now. Natalie had shown them what a gentle lamb looked like when forced to fight back. Irwin's aura was not pleasant."I told you not to interfere with Kayla's affairs," Irwin reminded Cedric.But had Cedric listened back then? Not a chance. He didn't listen to anything!Isabella's matter was a thorn in Natalie's side, and even Kayla's involvement felt like manipulation. How could Natalie accept that?Irwin had realized this afterward and refrained from getting involved in many things. But what caught him off guard was Cedric actually bringing Kayla along, despite Natalie's extreme aversion to her."You should go back," Cedric said to Irwin, unwilling to dwell on the past.He had witnessed Natalie's firmness during this time. If she said something, she meant it.Irwin remained silent as Cedric walked away. Looking at the familiar sights of Simeria, it felt like home to him because Natalie was here."Everything you did for her previously doesn't matter anymore," Irwi

In no time, Bianca moved to another room, completely different from the one Eleanor had prepared. This room's decor suited her taste. As a lawyer, she preferred simplicity and tidiness over extravagance."Thank you," Bianca said, acknowledging Carol's efforts."Sir has always respected your wishes, Ms. Bianca. He's your father, and if you have any requests, feel free to tell him. He'll be happy to accommodate," Carol assured her.Bianca nodded in agreement as Carol left the room.Feeling exhausted after her surgery, Bianca quickly drifted into a drowsy state. But her phone buzzed persistently, interrupting her rest."Hello," she answered groggily, her voice heavy with sleepiness."Why aren't you at the hospital?" Malcolm's voice came through the phone, barely concealing his anger.Since the miscarriage, he had been on edge, as if Bianca had deliberately caused it. Bianca couldn't be bothered to engage with him and hung up without a word.As soon as she ended the call, her phone