Zac took a sip of juice, masking his thoughtful expression as his lips pressed into a slight line. He had met Evelyn and Richard before—Helen didn’t have a sister. The only person close enough to Helen to share such a bond was Emily. So Emily wasn’t dead after all. And Alex was five years old. Doing the math, his father had to be… Justin Yates. The realization hit Zac like a bolt of lightning. After five years, Justin suddenly had a brilliant son? And what about him? In those same five years, not only had he lost his girlfriend, but now he was even lagging behind Justin in having kids. It seemed like he was the one who had suffered the most and lost the most during these years. A wave of bitterness welled up in his chest, sharp and unsettling, like a lingering ache that wouldn’t go away.*Meanwhile, at another restaurant, Alex and Justin sat across from each other. Justin occasionally picked food from the dishes and placed it onto Alex’s plate, selecting
After a satisfying meal, Zac guided Helen to the car. Settling into the passenger seat, Helen felt the post-lunch drowsiness kick in. The warm afternoon sun and her full stomach made her eyelids grow heavy. Her head bobbed slightly as she dozed off, trusting Zac to handle picking up Alex. After all, she didn’t need to drive, so she let herself relax completely. Seeing her fast asleep, Zac quietly drove to a nearby hotel. After booking a room on his phone, he carried her inside. Sleepiness must be contagious because Zac was starting to feel it too. After taking off her shoes and settling her on the bed, he sent a quick message to Justin. “I’ll pick up Alex from you later this afternoon.”With that done, he climbed into bed on the other side and wrapped his arms around her before drifting off. *They slept soundly until late in the afternoon. In her half-asleep state, Helen thought the warmth beside her was her plushie. She turned over and snuggled against it, rubbing he
In the afternoon, Alex woke up on the couch in Justin’s office, rubbing his sleepy little hands over his eyes. Once fully awake, he looked around the empty room—Uncle Justin was nowhere in sight. Slipping on his tiny shoes, Alex hopped off the couch and padded over to the door. Pushing it open, he called out, “Uncle Justin?” As he wandered through the executive suite, he passed a flurry of activity where busy assistants worked at their desks. One of the secretaries kindly pointed him in the right direction, and Alex followed the hallway until he reached the conference room. Inside, Justin had just wrapped up a meeting. Spotting Alex at the door, he immediately walked over and crouched down to scoop him up. “Awake?” Justin asked, his voice uncharacteristically soft. The executive director standing behind Justin was stunned. The resemblance between this boy and both the CEO and the marketing manager, Emma, was uncanny. While it wasn’t as noticeable when the boy was asle
Zac called. “I’m downstairs in front of your building. When are you bringing Alex down?”“Coming now,” Justin replied.Alex’s head drooped, his disappointment obvious. The sadness on his face was plain to see. Happy moments always felt so short, and he knew it was time to go back. The moment he heard Aunt Helen’s voice on Uncle Zac’s call, he had known they were coming to take him home. At least they hadn’t interrupted his lunch. He was already grateful to Uncle Zac for that. Justin felt a twinge of reluctance as well, but after all, Alex wasn’t his child. Instead of letting Alex walk, Justin carried him in his arms as they headed downstairs. William followed behind, holding the bags of items Justin had bought for Alex. The walk down was quiet, with a faint melancholy hanging over them. Outside the building, Zac stood by the flower bed near the main entrance. “Took you long enough,” Zac said, reaching out to take Alex. “Come on, Alex, I will take you home.” But A
Zac glanced at Alex and couldn’t help but agree with what Helen had said. Alex really was a tough little rascal with nerves of steel.No wonder his Aunt Helen was always so short-tempered.When they were in Merika State, Justin had faintly overheard Helen’s voice on the phone. She really did sound like someone who wasn’t in the best of health. “If it’s your aunt, I’ll go to the hospital with you to visit her,” Justin said. It would be a good opportunity to meet Alex’s family. If his aunt was truly unwell and couldn’t manage caring for Alex, Justin wouldn’t mind taking him in for a while.After all, Alex wasn’t a troublesome kid.“No, no need for that,” Zac quickly interjected, reaching out to scoop Alex into his own arms. “You’re a busy CEO. There’s no reason for you to go out of your way to visit the hospital. Besides, patients need rest. If you want to send your regards, I’ll happily pass them along.“Bye now!” Zac hurriedly carried Alex toward the car, moving as though som
“Mr. Yates has a kid? Isn’t he unmarried?” Another colleague joined the group chat. “Who says you have to be married to have a kid? And who even knows if he’s single? Secret marriages are all the rage these days.” “Speculating won’t get us anywhere. We’ve got proof—someone who went to the top floor to report saw him holding the boy and snapped a photo.” The photo showed Justin outside the conference room holding Alex, with Alex’s face clearly visible. “Wow, this kid looks…” “You think he looks like Mr. Yates and Emma too, right?” The colleague silently nodded. It wasn’t just a resemblance—it was as if the boy was their child. “If Miss Xander already had a kid with Mr. Yates, why is she still stuck in the marketing department? Shouldn’t she have been promoted to a core department by now?” “Who knows? Maybe his family doesn’t approve, so she’s been stuck waiting to marry him. Otherwise, why wouldn’t they go public or hold a wedding?” The group nodded in agre
The woman left, but Emma sat restlessly in her leather office chair, unable to stop thinking about the child in the photo. Who could have given birth to Justin’s child? Over the past five years, the only place she couldn’t gain access to was Villa One. Everywhere else around Justin, she had planted informants. So how had a son suddenly appeared out of nowhere? Judging by the boy’s age, he had to be four or five years old. Five or six years ago… Could it have been Emily? No, that didn’t make sense—Emily was dead. Was there another woman in Justin’s life back then? Or could it have been a one-night stand she didn’t know about? Irritated by her thoughts, Emma decided to go upstairs to confirm her suspicions. *On the top floor, in the CEO’s office, Emma walked up to Lila.“Lila, where’s the child the boss brought in?” Emma asked with a practiced smile, feigning a warm and familiar demeanor toward the boy. Only she knew how forced that smile was. “Oh, you me
Emma turned, her eyes flashing with hatred as she watched Sam’s figure disappear down the hallway. He was clearly using his position to make things difficult for her. It was just an event proposal, yet he kept finding excuses to reject it. Typical of someone from Emily’s era—none of them deserved to remain. Sooner or later, she would make sure Sam was ousted from his position and removed from Justin’s side. She thought back to the first couple of years after Emily’s death, when she had repeatedly tried to pry information about Justin’s schedule from Sam. Yet every time, he would deflect her questions with vague replies and change the subject. What a loyal, obedient dog!Too bad he always stood in her way. Gripping the file, Emma stormed back to her office. With a loud slam, she threw it onto her desk in frustration. She knew Justin’s prideful nature but hadn’t expected him to have such a soft spot for children. All the way back, her mind had been turning. If sh
“Chase, we’re taking Alex to the hospital. Be good and wait at home.” “No! I want to go with him.” Before Helen could respond, Alex, who had only been whining about his stomach pain moments ago, suddenly started thrashing. “I want Chase to come with me! We were born together, so we have to see the doctor together too!” Helen rubbed her temples. The noise was giving her a headache. She looked over at Evelyn, silently asking for permission. Evelyn nodded. “Fine, go together. Just make sure you come back after.” “Okay.” Chase agreed immediately. With that, the four of them headed to the car. *Zac carried Alex through Lichfield hospital at a brisk pace, heading straight for the pediatrics department. Helen and Chase followed closely behind. Suddenly, Alex lifted his head from Zac’s shoulder and said, “Uncle Zac, I want a lollipop. Can you buy me one?” Before Zac could answer, Helen snapped. “Are you serious? You’re crying like you’re on the verge of death
“Enough with the small talk. Your grandma has already agreed to let him stay. From now on, we’re all living together so you can talk anytime you want.” Helen pulled Zac over, positioning him beside her. “You’ll sit here.” Originally, Wilfred had been sitting at the head of the table, but now that Evelyn had arrived in Haven State, he naturally gave up his seat and moved down. As she entered the dining room, the others stood by their chairs, waiting for her to sit first. The Walker family had very few dining rules, except on occasions like this, when there were more people present and Evelyn was home. “Let’s eat,” Evelyn said, and everyone picked up their utensils. Zac didn’t feel out of place at all. This was nothing compared to the formal settings he was used to. Meanwhile, Alex took a few bites of his food, but his eyes kept darting around, filled with mischief.His mind was already spinning with ideas.First, he glanced at his brother across the table.The
Justin turned on the shower, yanked off his clothes, and stepped under the rushing water. Like a man possessed, he scrubbed at his skin over and over again. No matter how hard he scrubbed, he still felt filthy. Would peeling off this entire layer of skin and growing a new one make him clean again? If he could shed this skin, would Haley stop looking at him with disgust? *The next morning, Chase and Alex woke up early. Last night, afraid of being scolded by Evelyn, they had pretended to sleep in the car, planning to wake up once they got to their rooms. But somewhere along the way, they actually fell asleep. Alex slumped over the table, still groggy. “Chase, what do we do? I don’t think Mommy likes Uncle Justin very much.” “Take out ‘I don’t think.’ She definitely doesn’t like him.” Chase pulled out a small sealed plastic bag containing a few strands of hair. He was racking his brain trying to figure out how to get it to the lab for DNA testing. The
Their eyes met. Just as Haley turned to look at him, Justin caught her gaze. But instead of the usual coldness or indifference, her eyes held something unexpected—sympathy. Why? Confused, he got up from the couch and walked toward her. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” His eyes flicked toward the TV screen. “Why did you turn off the screen mirroring? Did Chase or Alex message you?“Or are they acting up at home?” Every question revolved around her and the kids. His focus was entirely on them, like a man whose world had begun to orbit around his family. Haley watched him come closer and closer. He was almost at the edge of the bed. Her brain barely had time to react before she instinctively lifted her uninjured leg and kicked him away. Justin stopped, but instead of backing off, he caught her foot in his hand. “Does this one hurt?” His voice was calm. “Or is it just cold? I can warm it up for you.” Without waiting for a response, he cradled
“Oh.” Helen responded sweetly, her voice soft and obedient. But in the very next second, she grabbed Zac’s hand and turned, dragging him upstairs. “Forget about him. Come on, I’ll show you my room.” “Okay.” The two of them raced up the stairs, disappearing into her room, leaving Richard fuming alone in the living room. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he tried to catch his breath, watching them shamelessly flaunt their affection in front of him. Who was he even trying to protect here? It was all for Helen’s sake! Even if they had a marriage certificate, they hadn’t had a wedding yet! Living together like this—and in their family home, no less—was outrageous! “Ugh! They’re going to be the death of me!”Frustrated, Richard shook his head and placed a hand over his chest, trying to calm himself down. Upstairs, after shutting the door behind them, Helen suddenly remembered that she didn’t have any of Zac’s pajamas here. “Wait here a sec.”She opened the
“So what now? Should we wake Alex up?” Zac suggested. “No! No! No! Don’t wake me up!” Alex screamed in his head. He had no interest in going home just to face Evelyn’s scolding. “Maybe just let him be,” Zac added with a chuckle. “He’s had a long day, and to be fair, he was really well-behaved at dinner. Unlike those other kids who wouldn’t stop crying at their tables.” Then, with a teasing smirk, he threw in another line. “Let’s just let him sleep peacefully.” After all, Alex was the first one to call him ‘Uncle Zac.’ Lying in the backseat, Alex couldn’t agree more. He had been the best-behaved at dinner. He didn’t even need anyone to feed him! Helen let out a small laugh and shook her head. This was the first time she realized Zac could be so sly. She was too exhausted from the day to argue. She bent down, preparing to carry one of the kids inside. But Zac stopped her. “I’ll make two trips.” He flashed her an ambiguous smile before leaning in close.
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,