Haley didn’t get angry. Instead, she smiled faintly, her tone carrying a slight chill. Taking a slow step forward, she stood in front of Xena. “I’m looking forward to the day you marry Wilfred,” she said calmly. Without waiting for a response, she brushed past Xena and headed back toward the hall, taking the opposite direction from where she had come. Left alone in the garden, Xena stomped her foot in frustration. “What did she mean by that? Was she mocking me?”How dare Haley ignore her warning! Xena’s face darkened. “I’ll make her regret it.” As Xena stormed off, she ran straight into Justin. “Mr… Mr. Yates…” Xena stammered, her arrogance quickly replaced by nerves. “Did you see the woman who was just here on the phone?” Justin asked urgently. He had spotted her from the balcony and had rushed down in search of her, but the crowded banquet had delayed him. In just that short time, she had disappeared.Xena pursed her lips, indifferent. “Oh, her? She left.”“Left?
Haley walked straight to Wilfred’s side, saying nothing about Xena’s warning or even mentioning her. “You’re back? I didn’t see you earlier and was about to go look for you. It’s almost time to wish Mr. Gibson Sr. a happy birthday,” Wilfred said with a warm smile, nodding as he looked at her.“I was just taking a walk in the garden. The flowers there are beautiful,” Haley explained. Wilfred glanced out the floor-to-ceiling windows toward the garden. “If you like them, I’ll have them planted at Mistletoe for you.” He made a mental note of the flowers’ appearance and type—anything for his sister. “No need for that. We’re not here often. But if they could be planted at home, that would be even better,” Haley replied, referring to their estate in Merika State. “Alright, we’ll have them planted at home,” Wilfred agreed easily. At that moment, Mr. Gibson Sr. entered the banquet hall, supported by his son and daughter-in-law as he made his way to the stage. Dressed in a tai
Justin returned to the banquet hall, his tall, athletic figure standing just outside the crowd. His head was lowered slightly, and a faint sense of dejection seemed to hang around him. Emily Yates. Her name repeated endlessly in his mind, like a mantra he couldn’t escape. He had been so close—twice now. He had almost found her. The birthday celebration was already underway, and guests had gathered near the stage. Justin lifted his head, about to move forward, when his eyes caught sight of a figure in the distance.He froze. Narrowing his sharp eyes, he stared intently, confirming again and again what he was seeing. The noise around him faded into silence. The only thing he could see was the woman standing on the stage. Emily!It was her. The very person who haunted his dreams, night after night. She was there, right in front of him. Alive. Emily Yates wasn’t dead. The lights from above illuminated her figure, casting a soft glow that seemed to make her
Haley wouldn’t let a private matter with Xena cause a scene at a public event. Nor would she waste her energy on someone like Xena, who didn’t even register as a threat in her eyes. Xena, on the other hand, glanced at Haley. Her smile faltered, her expression unreadable. She gave a stiff nod, saying nothing. “My granddaughter is excellent in every way, but she’s a bit too mischievous,” Mr. Gibson Sr. said with a chuckle. Turning to Wilfred, he added, “While you’re in Haven State, perhaps you could help me keep her in line.” Wilfred offered a polite smile. “Miss Gibson is refined and intelligent, with your personal guidance from a young age. How could she possibly be mischievous?” Mr. Gibson Sr. burst into hearty laughter. “You certainly know how to flatter! Xena, take advantage of this time to learn a thing or two from Wilfred.” “Yes, Grandpa,” Xena replied softly, sneaking a glance at Wilfred, her cheeks flushed with shyness. Wilfred’s response was neutral, his expre
Xena took a step forward, her focus fixed entirely on Wilfred. Naturally, she noticed his protective gesture of holding Haley by the waist. “That shameless vixen!” Xena fumed inwardly. “She’s even trying to seduce her own brother. What a disgrace!”“Well, you sly Yates boy! So you wanted to make a grand entrance, huh? Hahaha!” Mr. Gibson Sr. clapped his hands and laughed heartily. The celebration was clearly putting him in high spirits, with all the powerful attendees giving him the respect he felt was due. Justin withdrew his lingering gaze from Haley’s waist and replied to Mr. Gibson Sr. with calm detachment. “Just a bit of timing, that’s all.” While outwardly maintaining his composure and engaging in polite conversation, his mind was completely preoccupied with the presence of Haley standing nearby. *As the birthday toasts concluded, the guests began to scatter, mingling and networking throughout the room. Haley stepped off the stage and pulled Wilfred aside t
Haley had just taken a few steps forward when Xena grabbed her arm roughly from behind. “Stop right there!” Xena barked angrily, her voice sharp and accusing, as though convinced Haley was about to report her behavior. The force of Xena’s tug caused Haley’s forward momentum to halt abruptly. At the same time, a chilling sensation ran down her back. It was the wine. Xena’s other hand, which had been holding a glass of red wine, had jerked with the motion, spilling the deep crimson liquid all over Haley’s back. The dark wine streamed down the pale champagne-colored fabric of Haley’s dress, leaving an unmistakable stain. Some of the droplets even splashed into her hair. Across the room, Justin had been quietly trailing behind Haley, watching her from a distance, careful not to startle her. When he saw the scene unfold, his expression darkened. He immediately stepped forward, but just as he moved, his phone vibrated in his jacket pocket. “Mr. Yates, we’ve swept the ent
Mrs. Gibson rushed over as soon as she saw her daughter causing trouble, eager to smooth things over. “Oh dear, how did the dress get ruined? Miss Haley, come upstairs with me to change into something clean. It’s not good for the other guests to see this. I’ve prepared several dresses just in case. You and Xena are about the same size. They should fit perfectly,” she said with a polite but slightly forced smile. “No need, Mrs. Gibson,” Wilfred responded coldly, his sharp tone leaving no room for argument. “We have our own backups.” He turned to Haley, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Head upstairs. I’ll have someone bring your dress.” Haley nodded, not saying much. When Wilfred spoke, she knew it was best to let him handle it. Still, a pang of regret passed through her. It was the dress Alex had picked for her that afternoon. Following Mrs. Gibson and the maid, Haley went up to the third floor. Once inside the room, she waited for a while before the maid knock
Haley had no time to react.The moment Justin’s lips touched hers, a resounding slap echoed through the room.“Smack!” The sting burned across his face, but he didn’t let go. Instead, he pressed his lips even harder against hers—not out of lust, but from an overwhelming longing that had consumed him for five years.Justin’s soul trembled. The sheer emotion of their reunion defied words. Her garment bag and handbag lay forgotten on the floor. Haley’s hand was trapped in his grip, while her free hand repeatedly landed sharp slaps across his face. The crisp sound of each slap filled the room.Justin didn’t stop her. He neither resisted nor tried to control her.“Hit me,” Justin thought to himself.He deserved this—for abandoning her to face the earthquake alone in Ramsdale. It was his fault. If she needed to vent her anger, he would take it all.As long as she was alive. As long as she was still here.A single tear slid from Justin’s eye, traveling down his cheek be
As Mrs. White spoke, her face lit up with the unmistakable grin of someone deeply invested in her son’s love life. Mr. White took the phone from her, sat down beside her, and grinned just as widely. “That little rascal finally figured out how to chase a woman.” As a father, he was proud. But after the initial excitement, a hint of worry crept in. “Wait, no. I need to call him. I need to find out exactly what’s going on.” What if Zac didn’t know how to handle things properly? As a father, it was his duty to guide his son through this! But before he could dial, Mrs. White swiftly pressed down on his hand, stopping him. “They’re getting along just fine. Why would you call and ruin the moment? Do you want to be a third wheel?” “So… we’re not asking?” Mrs. White thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up. “We’ll text instead!” “Good idea.” *Meanwhile, Zac was completely focused on enjoying grilled skewers with his wife and nephews. He had no idea his cousi
For the past few days, Chase had been completely wrapped up in tracking down the person who had tried to harm his mom. He had hardly slept, let alone had any fun. Now that they had identified the real culprit, there was no way he was just going to head straight home. “I’m not eating. Let’s just go home.” “No way. After that much ‘exercise,’ you’re not hungry?”Helen’s face immediately flushed red. She shot a glare at Zac. What nonsense was he spouting in front of the kids?! Luckily, Alex didn’t pick up on the double meaning. He was just excited. “Yay! That means we don’t have to go home! Uncle Zac, you’re the best! I like you the most!” One sentence was all it took for Zac to start grinning from ear to ear.Smugly, he glanced at Helen and raised a brow, as if to say, “See? Even Alex is on my side.” Helen’s glare instantly shifted to the backseat. This little brat—whose side was he really on?! In the end, she had no choice but to give in. She called Evelyn a
“Child support,” Justin repeated under his breath, as if still processing the words.He had children now. He was a father. And like any father, he had a responsibility to provide for them. Just like the chairman of B&J Corporation, who had his own family, Justin had a family now too. But… Chase and Alex were already five. Did that mean they no longer needed vaccinations? He had missed five whole years of their lives. Five years. There were countless milestones he could have been part of, yet he had missed them all. That couldn’t happen again. From now on, he wouldn't allow himself to be absent from any part of their lives. He had to be there. Of course, what Justin meant by "seeing the kids occasionally" and what Haley understood were two very different things. Haley thought "occasionally" meant once or twice a year. Justin meant "occasionally" as in every single day. As in—he would see them multiple times a day. Haley, still lying on the bed,
Justin’s grandfather left the shares specifically for his great-grandsons. That could only mean one thing—he had met the boys. Justin's eyes grew misty again. Haley remained still, her back still turned to him, her voice laced with cold indifference. “You don’t need to thank me. The kids have nothing to do with you.” Yes, he was their biological father, but he had contributed nothing beyond his DNA. He hadn't been there, hadn't raised them, hadn't even known about them. So as far as she was concerned, they weren’t his. “Haley, I… I’m not trying to take them from you. I—I don’t want custody… No, that’s not what I mean, I do want them—” Justin, usually sharp and articulate in business, was completely tongue-tied in front of her. He sounded like a clueless, stammering kid, struggling to get the words out right. His desperation was obvious, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. Haley suddenly sat up, her voice sharp and unwavering. “Chase and Alex are my children.
Helen turned to Haley, slightly stunned, her expression silently asking if this was real. Haley shrugged and spread her hands. “Same as earlier today—Chase was defending Alex back then too.” Helen let out a breath, half exasperated, half amused. But she wasn’t about to let the brothers off just because of Chase’s plea. With a swift motion, she smacked each of them on the backside twice. Their cries echoed through the room, making Justin, still hiding in the side bedroom, frown deeply. Was Helen being too rough? The boys were actually crying out in pain. Outside, Alex clutched his behind, giving it a quick rub. As soon as the sting faded, he was back to his usual energetic self. Helen never actually hit him hard—just enough to make a point. Compared to punching a sandbag, this was nothing. Chase, on the other hand, wasn’t used to this at all. He furrowed his brows slightly, feeling an unfamiliar discomfort.After all, this was the first time in his life he had e
When Helen finished changing and glanced out the window, she finally realized that the sky had already turned dark. Her eyes darted to the clock on the wall. “Eight o’clock?!” Her voice shot up several octaves, practically loud enough to shake the ceiling. “Zac White, look what you’ve done!” “My bad, my bad. We’ll go pick up the kids right now.” At this moment, Zac wasn’t complaining about his chest pain anymore. He quickly admitted his mistake, so much so that Helen couldn’t even find a reason to keep scolding him. Grabbing their bags and car keys, the two of them rushed toward Haley’s hospital room. At the door, Helen reached out to push it open, but Zac beat her to it. Instead of barging in, he knocked loudly—so loudly it was as if he was afraid no one inside would hear him. Helen shot him a suspicious look. “Why are you knocking so hard? It’s not like my sister goes to bed this early. Wait, is Justin in there?” Only now did she remember that Justin existed.
Helen’s face started turning red, and she gave him a light slap. “Be serious, we’re in the hallway.” “Oww!” The moment she touched him, Zac doubled over, groaning dramatically as if he were on the verge of tears. Helen didn’t buy it. “Oh, come on. It wasn’t that bad.” She had barely tapped him! “It really hurts! If you don’t believe me, take a look.” As he spoke, he shamelessly started unbuttoning his white coat right there in the hallway, determined to show her his "injury." Helen panicked and quickly reached out to stop him, pressing his coat closed. The two of them wrestled—one trying to undo buttons, the other trying to fasten them back. “We’re in public! If you really want me to check, wait until we’re home tonight.” She was in a rush to pick up the kids and had no time to argue with him here. “Nope. You have to look now. It’s probably bruised, and you need to help me apply medicine.” “Medicine? You’re a grown man! Can you stop acting so fragile?”
“Are Chase and Alex with you?” Evelyn asked.Haley glanced down at the two children in her arms and replied calmly, “Yes, they’re here with me.” “Is Justin at the hospital? Did he see them?” Evelyn asked. Haley hesitated for a moment, her eyes drifting toward Justin, who was standing not far from her. Then, she lied to her mother. “No, he’s not here. I heard he went to meet with a business partner this afternoon.” “Good. I’ll have Helen go pick up the kids.” “Okay.” After hanging up, Haley tossed her phone onto the bed without sparing Justin a second glance. She didn’t explain her plans for the children to him, nor did she feel the need to. Justin wanted to ask, but with Chase and Alex present, he held back. Haley lifted Alex from her lap, wiping away the tears on his cheeks before continuing her lecture. “Do you know who just called?” Alex sniffled. “Grandma…” “That’s right! You two snuck out without telling anyone. Do you know how worried she was?” She
This was the first time Alex had ever seen Mommy this angry. She had never been like this before. He was so scared! “I don’t want Uncle Justin anymore… Mommy~~ hic… hic.”Alex cried so hard that he started hiccupping uncontrollably. No matter how angry Haley was, seeing her little son in such distress broke her heart. She pulled him into her arms, gently patting his back to help him catch his breath. At the same time, she scolded sternly, “I’m calling home right now. Someone will come and take you both back!” Justin had more bodyguards stationed at the hospital than she did. She didn’t trust him. The only way she could feel at ease was by keeping the children safe at home, surrounded by family. Justin and Chase both wanted to speak, but Chase beat him to it. “Mommy, sneaking to the hospital was my idea. This has nothing to do with Alex. If you want to discipline someone, discipline me.” Justin wanted to step closer but hesitated. He watched as the three of them