Feeling the weight of the escalating situation, Nelson led Val to their room, where they could talk privately about the unsettling events. Val could sense Nelson's growing frustration, and she pleaded with him not to let Natasha leave, worried about the stress it might cause during her pregnancy. Nelson, however, remained determined in his decision and reassured Val that he had a plan to handle the situation carefully.The next day, after the kids had gone to school, Nelson asked Natasha to come to the living room. "Natasha, I've arranged a new apartment for you. It's a safe and secure place, with staff and security guards to ensure your well-being.""I don't understand, Nelson. Why are you asking me to leave? What did I do wrong?""Natasha, it's not about what you've done wrong. It's about the recent events that have caused a lot of tension and concern. I believe it's best for everyone's well-being if we have some distance."Natasha turned to Val, hoping for support, but Val, torn
Back at home from the hospital, Natasha expressed gratitude to Val, but underneath the facade, she couldn't help rolling her eyes discreetly. Val, in her caring nature, asked Natasha what she'd like, but before Natasha could respond, Val confidently said, "Never mind, I know just what to give you." With that, Val headed to the kitchen, leaving Natasha to roll her eyes.As Natasha settled on the couch, she held onto a secret, determined that no one would uncover the truth—neither about the real parentage of the child she claimed was Nelson's, nor the fact that she had intentionally harmed herself for self-pity.Her mind wandered back to the night of a one-night stand with a charming bartender from a bar, just days after Nelson had traveled. She wasn't intoxicated; the guy was simply too attractive to resist. They had a romantic night together after Natasha successfully seduced him.A few weeks later, she discovered she was pregnant, and she was certain Nelson wasn't the father. Nelson
“Val, I can't wrap my head around this. Your husband's ex, claiming to be pregnant with his child, is living under your roof? Are you not seeing the red flags here?” Maya's disbelief was evident.“I know it seems naive, but I genuinely believe anyone would show kindness in a situation like mine, even you.” Val defended.“Count me out. I wouldn't let my husband's ex, especially one pregnant by him, stay with us,” Maya firmly asserted.“And are you even sure Nelson is the father?” Maya questioned, seeking clarity.“It seems so,” Val replied with a nonchalant shrug.“It seems so, not I know so? Valerie, after all these years of finding a caring partner, this woman shows up pregnant for him, and you're just accepting it?” Maya's frustration grew.“She's a nice person, and moreover she agreed to the DNA after delivery,” Val defended her decision.“When will you see people for who they truly are? This is not something to brush aside. What about Nelson's feelings in all of this?” Maya presse
Nelson's gaze lingered on Val for the third time that night, his inquiries about her altered demeanor echoing his return from the company.Her unusual calmness mirrored the past when she discovered his history, a time he resented, leaving him curious about her current thoughts.As she rose to fetch a drink, Nelson reached out, grasping her hand. "Val, I've been trying to talk to you since I got home. What's bothering you?" he pressed."Nothing," she attempted to dismiss, but he firmly held her wrist. "I know something is on your mind. Remember our promise not to keep things from each other?"Looking into his eyes, Val questioned the breakup with Natasha, suggesting they could have married for the children's sake. "She's a nice lady, and you both seem to have a history."Nelson's stoic expression revealed his awareness of Natasha's influence. "I knew it was because of Natasha. What has she been telling you? Be clear."Val, seemingly too composed, questioned why he hurt Natasha by endin
“Maya might seem aggressive, but her words weren't meant to imply what they seemed.""I felt as if I was being accused of intentionally wanting to destroy your home when I found out Nelson had a family, and I was already two months pregnant.""I understand. You don't have to explain. Please stay."After some time, Natasha said, "Fine, I will stay. I just hope these months will pass quickly, and I can deliver the baby soon. Then, I'll be out of your hair."Valerie thanked Natasha and returned to the living room to meet Maya. Meanwhile, Natasha sat on the bed, contemplating her next move.“The kids’ birthdays are in a few weeks, which will be the day they both die, and Nelson will have no choice but to accept this baby. He won't even consider getting a DNA test done.”***Nelson, sitting in his office, looked at the private investigator he invited to his office. "Mr. Jacobs, I need your expertise. I want you to track down Natasha, I feel the baby she's carrying is not mine."Mr. Jacobs,
In the early morning light, Natasha hastily prepared herself for a visit to the hospital. The swift rustling of clothes and the brisk steps echoed her sense of urgency. Just as she was about to leave, Valerie entered the room, her curiosity piqued by Natasha's hurried demeanor.Concern laced Valerie's words as she inquired, "Natasha, where are you headed?”“To the hospital.” Natasha swiftly replied, still packing what she needed.“Are you fine? Can I come with you to the hospital?"Feeling suffocated by Valerie's persistent presence, Natasha couldn't help but roll her eyes. The clinginess was becoming unbearable.With a forced smile, Natasha turned to Valerie and reassured her, "Just an overall check-up, Valerie. I'll be fine. You don't need to follow me, really."Rushing past Valerie, Natasha hurried to the hospital, eager to escape the watchful eyes. Meanwhile, Valerie returned to the room, her concern lingering.In the sterile environment of the hospital, Natasha underwent a thoro
The following day in Nelson's spacious office, a sense of excitement and anticipation filled the air as he gathered his team to discuss the details of the twins' birthday party. Nelson's enthusiasm was contagious, and his team reciprocated by working diligently to ensure that everything was meticulously planned.The staff, caught up in Nelson's infectious happiness, embarked on the preparations with zeal. Transforming the office space into a realm of robotic wonders, they meticulously crafted decorations, arranged futuristic props, and set to transfer all the already-made decorations to the house. Back at home, the workers diligently prepared the house for the grand celebration. Natasha, fueled by her sinister happiness, actively participated in the preparations. Her mind danced with the idea that, by tomorrow, she would celebrate her perceived victory over the family she had plotted against.Valerie, on the other hand, took charge of supervising the preparations for the kids' tre
Nelson's excitement boiled over as the artist's sketch revealed Natasha's unmistakable features. "I knew it!" he exclaimed, a mix of triumph and anger in his voice. He approached the bartender, almost impulsively wanting to express his joy, but he retracted, remembering the gravity of the situation.With an air of finality, Nelson handed the bartender a substantial amount of money. "Consider it a token of appreciation for your cooperation," he said, his expression changing from elation to a stern seriousness.The bartender, nervously and gratefully, stammered his thanks. However, Nelson's tone shifted, "Congratulations," he uttered in an almost mocking manner. “Your dream come true” has made your dream come true, as you're going to be a father."Nelson, satisfied with the artist's work and the information extracted from the bartender, paid the artist generously. “But such a young boy to Natasha?” The investigator questioned.Nelson laughed, “Good for her.” Nelson suggested, "How abo