บททั้งหมดของ His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

JULIA The two of us froze after Andy said those words. The crowd was shocked for a moment before they began to tease Evan and me. Sarah shrugged. "Well, this is a game where the birthday boy gets what he wants." I pursed my lips and gave Sarah a sharp look. Then, I shook my head. "I think we should play a different game." "This is our last game," Sarah innocently said. "And Andy only wants one thing for this game. Right, Andy?" My little boy nodded, looking at both of us with wide eyes. I subtly glared at Sarah, but she just raised her hands in surrender, humor seen in her expression. She added fuel to the fire when she suddenly started chanting. "Kiss!" "Kiss!" My relatives, who swore Evan was out of my league, started joining in, too. I thought they said we didn't match together! Why can't they make up their minds? Gianna and Harper looked at me with amused expressions, cheering loudest among the rest. Andy wasn't helping with his almost-teary expression. I sighed and r

JULIA The door creaked open, and I walked into the classroom. Somehow, I felt a little bit anxious. I knew this wasn’t high school anymore, and people didn't mind others' business as much…or it was probably the stress that didn’t allow them to even think of other people to that extent. However, I just felt that they would still react if they knew about what happened at the Astor residences. As I stepped inside, though, some lifted their heads but quickly went back to their personal conversations. I sighed in relief. No one seemed to know. Well, if word got out, then I bet Heather would also be affected, so it might have been put under the rug for that reason. “Good morning, Julia,” Gianna greeted. Harper looked up and smiled before going back to her mobile game. “Good morning,” I greeted back, sitting next to them and bringing out my materials. Just then, Heather walked into the classroom. As soon as she entered, her gaze caught mine. It felt like it was her first objective of

JULIA The bell had rang, but Mrs. White held her hand up. Normally, the students would have complained. However, this was Mrs. White we were talking about. Those who complained were punished. “As you all know, your projects are due this week,” she said, reminding everyone. “To be precise, the final deadline is on Wednesday. I expect them to be on my desk by then. No excuses. I’ve already received submissions from several early passers, and I appreciate the initiative.” “Another reminder that those who did not do their fair share of work in the project will receive a zero, and those who pass late will get a 50% deduction for each day.” I swear her eyes went to me briefly before moving on. My eyebrows raised in surprise. I hadn’t done anything in particular to piss her off, did I? As soon as she was out the door, I went to Heather. Despite our heated conversation a while ago, we were still partners for this forsaken project. “Heather,” I called, standing in front of her to preven

JULIA Time seemed to slow down as Evan held me. It felt like his presence could calm me down in the midst of my panic. My forehead rested against his chest, and for a moment, the loudness in my mind was replaced by the sound of his heartbeat. He kept muttering comforting words into my ears, so I relaxed even more in his arms. We stood there for a while, my eyes closed as I relished in his embrace. When I opened my eyes, I caught sight of Ellie standing a few feet away, her arms crossed and a fond smile playing on her lips. The sight of her brought me back to reality, and I pulled away from Evan, quickly wiping my tear-streaked cheeks.Evan frowned as he watched me move away. Ellie, on the other hand, continued looking at us with a teasing grin. I cleared my throat and looked down at the ground. “Thanks for coming here,” I muttered. “Are you alright now?” he asked. I pursed my lips before shaking my head. “I’m scared,” I admitted quietly, glancing at him. Evan nodded, his eyes

JULIA Andy was still trembling in my arms. The news didn’t come as a surprise for me. Of course, I was telling the truth. Why would I deliberately go through this if Andy wasn’t Evan’s son? Garyn looked overjoyed, while Evan appeared relieved. My focus was on Andy, though, who cried harder in my arms. I rubbed his back in slow circles, whispering softly to him, “It’s okay, bub. I’m here. I’ve got you.” But his tears didn’t stop, and every quiet hiccup he made chipped away at my already fragile heart.Garyn stood nearby, observing the scene with an expression I could only describe as disapproving. “He shouldn’t cry,” Garyn said with all seriousness. “Crying is a sign of weakness. And he’s no ordinary boy now—he’s an heir. Our heir.”I glared at him, feeling my hate for him increase even more. Without thinking, I tightened my arms around Andy and gently covered his ears, shielding him from Garyn’s harsh words. “Don’t you dare talk about him like that,” I snapped.Garyn’s eyes na