Chapter Twenty-six•MANUEL•I walked the beauty goddess over to where Adrian had parked the car earlier, and she instantly started gawking at it. Her wide-eyed expression made it look like she had just seen the most beautiful thing on earth.“Is this your car?” she asked, her voice thick with disbelief.“No, it’s for my friend,” I replied, keeping it casual.“Wow, it looks so beautiful. That friend of yours must be super rich,” she said, still mesmerized.“Wait until you see mine,” I boasted. “You’ll faint the moment you set eyes on it.”She hissed in disbelief. “Whatever, fool. Open this damn car, and let’s go get my new phone. I have work in a bit, and I don’t have time for this.”Is this the same girl who was just admiring the car like a starstruck fan? Mood swings, much?We got into Adrian’s car, and I started the engine. I was just going to take her to the phone store and be done with it. The silence between us was unbearable, so I decided to break it.“So… you haven’t told me you
Chapter Twenty-seven |Honey Crown Restaurant| ~Manager’s Office~ •ADRIAN• “Good afternoon, Sir,” Mrs. Williams greeted me timidly. If I didn’t know her better, I would have thought she was a gentle woman. But in reality, she’s far from gentle, and that’s why she’s still working for me. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Williams. I came to see how everything has been going. How are things?” I asked. “Everything has been fine, Sir. Lots of customers have been coming daily, and sales have been going smoothly. We even had to restock the food items twice last week,” she said, smiling. “Wow! That’s great. Are the employees performing their duties well enough?” I asked. “Yes, they’re doing great. But some of them come in late sometimes and always have excuses for their tardiness,” she replied. “Who are they?” I asked. “One of the cooks and two of the waitresses,” she responded. “Are they here now?” I asked. “The waitresses are present, but the cook hasn’t arrived yet,” she replied. “Since wh
Chapter Twenty-eight •BRIANNA• I woke up from a three-hour nap feeling surprisingly great. I stretched, releasing a loud yawn, but immediately caught a bad smell. I glanced around to figure out where it was coming from, only to realize it was my breath—yikes! I hadn’t brushed my teeth since this morning, and I ate without brushing. I hadn’t even taken a bath yet. Damn, I felt so dirty today. I should probably get cleaned up right away. I got up and headed to the bathroom, brushing my teeth and taking a much-needed bath. I also washed my hair since it had been quite a while. After freshening up, I blow-dried my hair with my old hair dryer and threw on a top and jean shorts before heading downstairs. Mom was sitting on the couch, absorbed in an outdated magazine. “Hey, Mom, finding anything interesting in that magazine?” I teased as I sat next to her. She glanced up. “Oh please, Brianna. You know I’ve gone through this magazine a thousand times. There’s nothing new in it,” she murmu
Chapter Twenty-nine |FEW DAYS LATER| ~EVENING~ •MARIANA• We are finally done with our exams, and I am so excited. Tomorrow, the twenty students who won the scholarships will be announced, and I can’t wait to find out who made it. I came home from school an hour ago, took care of the necessary things, and then got dressed for work. Mom was taking a nap, and Brianna was still at work. I left a short note on Mom’s bedside table to let her know I’d gone to work, so she wouldn’t wonder where I was when she woke up. My workplace is about twenty minutes away, so I chose to walk rather than waste money on the bus. It also served as a bit of exercise. I arrived a few minutes later, sweating from the scorching sun outside. I flashed a smile at Rosalind, the older woman sitting behind the receptionist’s desk, and she smiled back. I went to the backroom, changed into my uniform, folded the clothes I had on, and placed them in my locker alongside my handbag before walking back out to meet Ros
Chapter Thirty |AC ORGANIZATIONS| |BRIANNA’S OFFICE| •BRIANNA• I was in my office, busy replying to some important emails that needed to be addressed on behalf of Mr. Adrian, when the intercom buzzed. I already knew who was calling before I even picked it up. I answered the call and placed the receiver to my ear. “Good day, boss,” I greeted coldly. Since that incident outside my house, when Mr. Adrian and I argued, I had been avoiding him. I only spoke to him when absolutely necessary, and only about work. “Come to my office now,” he ordered rudely, not even acknowledging my greeting before hanging up. I rolled my eyes at his usual lack of manners, but it wasn’t like I was surprised. That’s just how he was. I closed my laptop and stood up. Walking out of my office, I made my way to his. I knocked once and entered without waiting for permission. I walked over to his desk, and he glanced up at me. His intense stare made me squirm a little, but I managed to look indifferent. “You
Chapter Thirty-one •BRIANNA• I stormed out of the meeting room, seething. Mr. Adrian always knew exactly how to push my buttons, but I wasn’t about to quit over his ridiculous antics. He needed to learn that he couldn’t treat everyone like they were beneath him. As I was heading back to my office, someone suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me into a dark corner. I was about to scream when a hand clamped over my mouth. Reflexively, I bit down, but the hand stayed firmly in place. “Shh, don’t scream! Stop biting my hand—it’s me.” A voice I vaguely recognized whispered, and I instantly knew who it was. “Fine, I know who you are now. Can you take your hand off me?” I mumbled against his palm, then nudged his hand. He finally let go. “Phew! Why did you sneak up on me like that, Lewis?” I groaned. “You know my name? I don’t remember telling you,” he replied, looking genuinely surprised. “Is that really what you’re focusing on?” I rolled my eyes. “Why did you pull me into a dark corne
Chapter Thirty-two |Crescent Valley High| •MARIANA• “Genes are hereditary units… the basic units of inheritance. They are located in chromosomes and responsible for transmitting traits from parents to offspring…” Our biology teacher, Mr. Edward, droned on, reading straight from the textbook. The class was so boring that I was struggling to stay awake, and Mr. Edward didn’t make any effort to liven things up. Resting my head on my hands, I dozed off for a bit before his booming voice jolted me awake. “Mariana Jackson, are you sleeping in my class?” he asked coldly. “No, sir, I wasn’t sleeping,” I lied, forcing my eyes open. “What were you doing, then?” he pressed. “I was just… resting my head for a few seconds,” I replied, and laughter rippled through the class. “Silence!” he barked, and everyone went quiet. “If you weren’t sleeping, then what was the last thing I said?” My mind went blank. “Uh… you said that… um…” I stammered, feeling heat creep up my cheeks. Mr. Edward shook
Chapter Thirty-three |NEXT DAY| •MARIANA• The loud hum of the blender woke me. Mom must be making her morning juice already. I glanced over at Brianna’s bed, seeing it neatly made, and realized she’d already left for work. I couldn’t help but think back to the previous night when I’d shared my news about the scholarship with her—she’d been so thrilled. ~Flashback~ “Hey, sis! What are you up to?” I asked, plopping down beside her. “Ugh! Just trying to finish up these files. They need to be cross-checked,” she groaned. “Oh, okay. I have something to tell you, though,” I said, suddenly solemn. “Okay… what is it?” she asked halfheartedly, her focus still on the files. “I passed the scholarship exams, and I’ll be starting at Royal Gate High School on Monday.” As I delivered the news, Brianna’s attention snapped away from her files, her eyes widening. “You’re kidding!” she exclaimed, looking at me in disbelief. “I’m dead serious.” She shrieked, throwing her arms around me. “That’
Chapter 83 - Epilogue Three (Final)•AUTHOR•The soft murmur of voices filled the house, a cacophony of excitement that had grown louder over the past few days. It was a week since Eleanor had been born, and Brianna and Adrian had finally brought her home. Life had changed again, in ways both expected and unexpected. The twins—Evelyn and Evan—were eager to meet their new sister, bouncing around in the living room with restless energy. Brianna couldn’t help but laugh at their enthusiasm as she stood in the doorway, cradling the baby in her arms.“Okay, you two, take a deep breath,” Brianna called, trying to keep the situation calm. “Remember, she’s tiny. Gentle hands only.”Evelyn, always the more composed twin, stepped forward first, her eyes wide as she took in the sight of her baby sister. “She’s even smaller than I thought,” she whispered, reaching a hand out slowly, as though unsure of how to approach the fragile little bundle.“She is,” Brianna confirmed, her smile tender as she
Chapter 82 - Epilogue Two•BRIANNA•I stirred awake, letting out a yawn as I peeled my eyes open. My eyes first drifted to the open window, and I saw that it was still dawn. The sky at dawn was a gentle wash of colors, soft pinks and warm oranges blending seamlessly into pale blues, with the faintest traces of lavender lingering at the horizon. The world outside the window was bathed in a delicate golden glow as the first light of morning filtered through, casting everything in a serene, dreamlike hue.A cool breeze drifted in through the open window, brushing against my skin and carrying with it the faint, earthy scent of dew.I turned my head, expecting to see Adrian sleeping beside me, but his side of the bed was empty, and it seemed like he had been gone for a while.I shifted awkwardly, trying to sit up, one hand instinctively cradling my rounded belly. A small grunt escaped me as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, each movement slow and deliberate. The mattress dipped und
Chapter 81 - Epilogue One•AUTHOR•Today was a special day for the CARTER family. It was the third birthday of Adrian and Brianna’s twins, Evelyn and Evan. They had been eagerly anticipating this day for quite some time because it meant they could finally reunite with their loved ones. It had been a while since they had all gathered together—busy schedules and various commitments to work, school, and family had kept them all apart for too long.“Walk quietly!” Brianna whispered urgently to Adrian as they tiptoed toward the twins’ bedroom.“I’m trying!” Adrian quipped, rolling his eyes as he followed closely behind her.A few moments later, they reached the door of the twins’ room, and Brianna slowly pushed it open. They entered the room as quietly as they could, careful not to wake the children. Adrian stood still in the middle of the room, holding a small birthday cake in his hands. The cake was decorated with the twins’ favorite colors—white and purple. Atop the cake was a small bir
Chapter Eighty•CHERRY•It had been six months since I started working for Manuel, and I had enjoyed every single moment of it. I was fortunate to have a friendly, understanding boss, a comfortable working space, and a few colleagues who were more like friends. There was a sense of camaraderie that made the workdays feel lighter, and for the first time in a long while, I actually felt like I belonged somewhere.But, like with any job, there were a few challenges. One of them was the snide comments from some of the other female coworkers. The way they shot me dirty looks or whispered behind my back whenever I walked past—like they were certain I couldn’t hear them. Well, I could hear everything, but I chose to ignore them. If they didn’t stop soon, though, I was prepared to throw all decorum aside and confront them. There was only so much I could tolerate.My thoughts were interrupted by the sudden ring of the office phone, slicing through the quiet hum of my workspace. I picked up the
Chapter Seventy-nine•MARIANA•I stirred awake as I felt the warm rays of sunlight on my face. Reluctantly, I peeled my eyes open and tried to get out of bed. I rolled to the edge of my queen-sized bed, sat up, swung my legs to the side, and slid my feet into my pink flip-flops.I made my way to the bathroom and got ready for the day. Once I was done, I came out, dressed in my school uniform, and put on a pair of black shoes. After that, I made my way down the stairs, grabbing my backpack as I went.“Good morning, Mum,” I called out as I spotted her at the dining table, eating breakfast.“Good morning, sweetie. Did you sleep well?” she asked, her voice warm as I sat down in one of the chairs.“Yes, Mum, I slept well. What about you?”“I slept like a baby,” she replied, and I smiled.“What’s for breakfast?” I asked, glancing at her plate.“Toast, scrambled eggs, and bacon. Should I ask Susan to make you a plate?”“Yes, please,” I responded eagerly.“Susan, darling! Please make a plate
Chapter Seventy-eight•ADRIAN•Two months ago, when I discovered that Brianna was pregnant, I immediately insisted that she move in with me. I wanted to ensure both she and our baby were well taken care of. She was reluctant at first, offering excuses about needing to stay with her mom and sister, but they reassured her that it was perfectly fine for her to be with me.She even tried to distract me from my decision by claiming she had to work. I reminded her that I was her boss and that she wouldn’t need to work a single day if she lived with me. After much back and forth, she finally gave in. That was the happiest day of my life—the day she agreed to live with me.Now, here we were, lying on my bed. Brianna’s head rested gently on my lap while I attempted to braid her hair. I wasn’t exactly skilled at braiding, but I was determined to keep trying.“Babe?” she broke the silence, her voice soft and casual.“Yes? What’s on your mind?” I responded, glancing down at her.“I’m starving,” s
Chapter Seventy-seven|TWO MONTHS LATER|•BRIANNA•Adrian truly kept his promise about paying for my mom’s treatment. After we returned from our trip to Spain, Adrian contacted his personal doctor, and my mom was admitted to their hospital. She’s been there for over a month now, and today, she’s finally home.“It’s so good to have you back, Mom.” I said, hugging her again. She looked healthier and wasn’t as skinny as she had been before.“It’s good to be home.” She chuckled, hugging me back. I inhaled deeply, savoring her familiar flowery scent.“Thanks for everything, Adrian. I can’t even imagine this happening without your help.” I said to Adrian, who was sitting on the couch. He gave me a brief smile.“It’s fine, no need to thank me.” He replied, his voice warm but modest.“Okay! What does everyone want for lunch? Should we have homemade food, or should we order something?” I asked enthusiastically.“We should definitely order!” Mariana chimed in excitedly.“Pizza and soda, anyone?”
Chapter Seventy-six•BRIANNA•I was jolted awake by the loud hum of the blender coming from downstairs. The sound was so intense, it almost felt like a machine was operating inside the house. Groggily, I blinked my eyes open and scanned my surroundings. I was lying in bed, comfortably tucked under the duvet. When I pulled it back, I realized I was completely naked beneath it. The realization hit me like a freight train—everything that had happened the night before flooded back into my mind.My cheeks flamed hot with a rush of embarrassment as the memories replayed, each moment sharper than the last. How would I ever face Adrian after everything that had transpired? The thought of it made my stomach twist.A frustrated groan escaped my lips as I buried my face in the pillow, wishing I could just will myself back to sleep and forget it all. But the sound of footsteps approaching my room soon broke through my thoughts. I quickly shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep, hoping to escape th
Chapter Seventy-five|EVENING, AROUND 7 P.M.|•BRIANNA•We were just getting home after a long day of visiting Museo Nacional del Prado. I must admit, that was the best museum I have ever been to in my life. Not like I have been to any museum, but I have a feeling that that would be the best one ever.We saw a lot of paintings by popular artists. Some of them were The Garden of Early Delights, a triptych oil painting by Hieronymus Bosch; we also saw Las Meninas, a painting by Diego Velazquez and we saw the painting “Saturn Devouring His Son” by Francisco Goya.Saturn Devouring His Son was the one that captivated me the most and I didn’t even know the reason why.Back to the present time, Adrian and I just stepped into the house with me on his back. He gave me a piggyback ride on our way home because of how tired I was. Now, he was helping me take off my sneakers.“You’re so sweet.” I murmured while playing with his hair as he knelt on the floor in front of me.“I do my best.” He joked.