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LANA I was surprised by my husband's praise for such a trivial reason, and honestly, I wasn’t sure how to feel about it.“You should rest. We’ll see the therapist later,” Maximum said firmly before rising from his seat and walking away.Once he had left, I lay down on the bed and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, I felt much calmer and more at peace.Later, he approached me with a plate in hand. “Eat,” he said softly, then gently spoon-fed me. Afterward, we exchanged a few words before heading to the therapist. The therapist confirmed that I was in perfect condition, and we left the hospital.The drive home was unusually quiet. I didn’t know what to say, nor did I want to revisit the kidnapping ordeal. My mind was blank, and I couldn’t come up with any topics to discuss.When we arrived, the car pulled over in front of the house. I got out first, followed by Maximum.“Lana, I’ll be away for a few days,” he said softly.I turned to look at him, feeling anxious. “Why so sudden?”He

LANAThe sitting-room fell into an eerie silence, thick with unspoken tension. I could feel the weight of it pressing down on us all.Maximum looked at Charles with cold, unforgiving eyes, his voice deep and low as he commanded, “Apologize to my wife.”In that moment, I felt a warm surge of emotion — I realized just how dear I was to Maximum.Charles retorted, “No, Dad. Why can't you marry Mommy? Is it because she's prettier than Mommy? Why? Why?”I wasn't sure whether to feel pleased or upset by the little boy’s words. I avoided Annabella’s gaze, not wanting to see her facial reaction after her son had just admitted someone was prettier than her.Maximum’s voice remained calm but firm. “Apologize to my wife,” he repeated.Seeing how serious Maximum was, Charles burst into tears.Maximum remained impassive, his expression unreadable. “Annabella, both of you will return to England before dawn tomorrow. I don’t want to wake up and see you both in my house,” he said, his tone cold and de

LANAI realized that Maximum wasn’t wrong to suspect Annabella; every fact seemed to point toward her having a hidden agenda and secret plans.That night, I lay awake, pondering what I should do next. The next morning, we woke up and prepared for the day. I got ready for school, and after sharing a quick kiss, we headed out.Maximum promised, “Babe, I’m going to drive you to school.”Hearing that made me feel a surge of excitement. My husband had been so busy the past few weeks that our bond had suffered, and he hadn’t driven me to campus in a while. I was both thrilled and looking forward to it.We descended the staircase together.At the dining table, Annabella and her son were already waiting.When Charles saw Maximum, he immediately sprang to his feet, running over and shouting, “Good morning, Daddy!”Maximum scooped him up from the ground and, with a serious tone, instructed, “Greet my wife too.”Charles pursed his lips — I expected him to stubbornly refuse, but to my surprise, h

MAXIMUMWhen I first heard the news, I was furious. But after a moment of reflection, I realized there was no real reason to be angry with my wife for trying to confirm the truth. If she hadn’t done so, I might have thought she didn’t love me at all.A faint smile curled my lips.Then I gave the order, my voice firm: “Make sure no one tampers with the results.”I knew my father-in-law too well. He might see this as an opportunity to sow discord between me and Annabella. I had to be cautious.Lost in thought, I pondered what to do with Annabella and Charles. After a few days, especially once Lana received the DNA results, I decided to send them away.I clocked out early from work and headed home. As I entered, I saw Annabella already there — I was sure Charles had returned from school too.“Welcome home, Max,” Annabella greeted me with a warm smile.I looked at her steadily. “Come with me,” I commanded.I led her to my study and seated her gently. Once she was settled, she said, “Charl

LANAHe turned around at the door and said to me, "I understand you, my love." Then he opened the door and left. I looked down at my feet, lost in thought about what I had just done. A wave of relief washed over me—I didn’t want Charles to leave, not today, not until the DNA results came back. I didn’t want Maximum to regret his decision.I glanced outside and saw Annabella and her son had moved their luggage back into the house. I exhaled in relief.It was dinner time. I left my room, and Maximum stepped out of the study. We headed downstairs together. When we reached the dining area, I saw Charles and his mother already seated there.“Daddy!” Charles cried happily, then jumped off his seat and ran toward Maximum.Seeing this, a smile spread across my face. I was truly happy because he was happy. I even imagined how it would feel if my own child ran up to me, shouting my name and trying to embrace me.“Thank you, Dad,” Charles said with a sweet smile. “For not letting us leave. Mom t