Flavia was surprised. Previously, Flavia knew that Gladwin's twin sister was her stepmother. But goodness, Flavia was shocked because her stepmother looked so young and beautiful.   "Yes, Mother. You're the one who came and proposed to me to become your father's wife," she said with a sweet smile.   Flavia bit her lower lip, more out of embarrassment. A gentle stroke touched her head, and it was her father's hand. Flavia could distinguish the feeling because it was different.   "He's your Altezza uncle," Antony said, nodding his head towards the tall and handsome man with a stubbled face. The man gazed at Flavia for a moment before winking playfully, causing Flavia to startle. Her uncle deliberately teased her, prompting the tall woman to elbow his stomach quite hard, making him wince.   "And that's his wife, Adaline. In her arms is their newborn baby, Baby Rayyan. They're the parents of the twins, F

Flavia woke up feeling sore all over, especially in her intimate area. Instead of stretching her muscles, she chose to stay lying down, not wanting to let go of the warm feeling pressing against her back and Gladwin's strong hand embracing her stomach, to which she responded by clasping Gladwin's hand against her back. Gladwin's warm and steady breaths blew against her neck.   Now, Flavia was officially a wife. Fully belonging to Gladwin. Happiness bubbled within her heart for no apparent reason.   Flavia glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand. Morning was approaching, and she was about to get out of bed, but Gladwin held her back. "Where are you going?" he asked with a hoarse voice, typical of him waking up.   "To shower, it's already morning," she replied softly. Gladwin got up, placed his elbow under his head, and supported it with his palm.   "Wanna shower together?" he teased. Flavia sho

Ten minutes before twelve o'clock, Flavia heard the door to her office being knocked, and the figure that Gladwin had been trying to keep away from her appeared before Flavia with her broad grin. "Gladwin can't come this afternoon, can he?" the woman asked, to which Flavia didn't respond at all because she knew the woman's question was rhetorical. "Not offering me a seat or perhaps a drink?" she asked again. Her friendly demeanor seemed too forced. "Please, have a seat, Doctor Madsen," Flavia invited, and Phoebe sat back on the sofa, leaning casually as if the room were hers. "Just call me Phoebe. Your room is quite comfortable, I must say," she looked around Flavia's office, assessing it. "Rich people's offices are classy." Whether it was praise or sarcasm, Flavia couldn't distinguish. She pressed a button on her desk phone and asked someone to bring drinks to her office. "What brings you here?" she

Flavia's POV Memories stirred within me. The woman's words unintentionally brought back all my memories. And now, the man looked at me with his sad gaze."Uncle?" The word slipped out of my tongue. I should've bitten my tongue. The face of the man I loved now paled in surprise. I shouldn't have addressed him like that. Didn't we agree that I would call him 'Dear'?Yes, my memory returned. And the memories during my memory loss were still intact, not a single one lost."Via..." I turned. Abigail was still faithfully waiting for me, always like that. Oh God, my heart felt grateful yet sinful towards her. Why was she always good to me even though I always acted wickedly towards the people she loved? Towards Gladwin and the man's mother."Abby..." I greeted. The girl held my hand, squeezing it tightly. Somehow, I felt desperation in that squeeze. Or was it just my thoughts?"What's happening? Do you remember something?" She asked,

The news about Flavia's memory returning spread so quickly, even though initially only Abigail and Gladwin knew about it. For the time being, they decided to keep it a secret because they wanted to buy time to come up with a new plan regarding the two options Julie had given Flavia. Flavia hadn't even informed her parents about her memory returning yet, but now she had to prepare herself to confront her mother-in-law. Yes, her mother-in-law who was also her step-grandmother. The middle-aged woman suddenly appeared at Flavia's workplace with her chosen daughter-in-law, none other than Phoebe Madsen. Flavia didn't feel scared by their presence, but she, who usually didn't harbor any anger towards anyone, now had to stain her heart because of one name: Phoebe. Flavia didn't hate her step-grandmother. As a woman, she also understood that Julie's desires were reasonable for any mother in the world. She just wanted her son's life to be happy and their family name to continue with the arr