“Thanks, Alex!” “You’re welcome.” Alex grinned. Ria had thanked him. His smile was so big, it was like he had just found money on the sidewalk. Holding the housekeeper’s hand, he turned to head home, practically bouncing with happiness. But just as they reached the town square, a white van suddenly sped in.Before Alex or the housekeeper could react, several masked men jumped out. A cloth was pressed over Alex’s face and over the housekeeper’s too.“Mmmph—!” They struggled, but within seconds, the drug took effect. Everything went black. *Back at Mistletoe Villa, lunch was ready. The table was set. All that was missing was Alex. But no matter how long they waited, he didn’t return.Everyone began to feel uneasy.“I’ll go check on him. Maybe he ran into Ria and lost track of time.”Just as Haley stood up, Justin—eager to prove himself in front of her—spoke first and beat her to it.Without wasting another second, he grabbed his phone and headed toward Ria’
A low, sinister chuckle echoed through the phone. “Well, well, Justin—I haven’t even had the chance to congratulate you on landing that international contract.” The voice on the other end was dripping with sarcasm. “I guess this means we’ll never be friends, huh?” Justin’s grip on the phone tightened. That voice sounded familiar. His eyes narrowed. “You’re the New Alliance Corporation CEO,” he stated coldly. A laugh. “Ah, so you do remember me! That’ll save us some time.” The man’s tone turned sharp. Deadly serious. “Listen carefully. Take the contract for RC Corporation and sign over Fisherman’s Wharf to me. No conditions, no negotiations. “Otherwise—” His voice dropped to a chilling whisper. “Your precious son might not live to see tomorrow.”Justin’s jaw clenched. “You have one hour to put that contract in my hands,” the man continued. “If you’re even a second late, I’ll kill him.” Justin’s voice was calm, controlled but his dark eyes were ruthles
“Ah—!” Alex yelped in pain, coughing as the force jerked his head down. “Cough, cough…!” His neck ached, and the smoke from the thug’s cigarette was so overpowering that it made his throat burn. “Hahaha!” The thug let out a loud, delighted laugh. Bullying a helpless kid felt pretty damn satisfying. A voice came from the window—a slightly older thug, leaning back, smoking a cigarette, and picking his teeth after finishing his meal. “That’s enough, Blondie. Don’t actually mess the kid up—we still have to answer to the boss.” The younger thug, Blondie, finally pulled his hand back, clicking his tongue in annoyance. He spat on the ground. “Sit tight, brat. If you’re hungry, you can eat in the afterlife.” Alex collapsed onto the floor, his big dark eyes welling up. He felt so aggrieved.When was Uncle Justin coming to save him? His stomach hurt from hunger! He blinked a few times, sniffling, then shifted uncomfortably. Lying there tied up—it mad
”Ugh…” Justin gritted his teeth as two iron rods slammed into his back. His eyes turned red with suppressed pain, but he held Alex tightly in his arms. Alex knew. Even at his young age, he understood everything. After the first blow, more thugs joined in, swinging wildly with their weapons. Justin shielded Alex’s head and back with his arms, rolling across the ground to dodge their attacks. Alex took the chance to loosen the cut ropes around his wrists and reached toward the button hidden near his shoe. As another thug approached, Alex kicked out. The man, iron rod raised, collapsed instantly after being electrocuted. The shoes were custom-made by the Walkerfamily. They contained a tracking chip designed by Richard, capable of sending a distress signal. The heels were equipped with a concealed blade, and the soles held a high-voltage shock device that could temporarily paralyze an enemy, rendering them incapable of movement. It compensated for Alex’s sm
“Alright, I’ll listen to you, Alex.” “Daddy, you looked so cool when you were fighting them! You were so strong, and you protected me! Daddy! Daddy!” Since they hadn’t reached home yet, Alex kept calling out to him, as if he couldn’t get enough. He knew that once they arrived, he wouldn’t be able to say it so openly. His mommy hadn’t agreed yet. Justin understood as well and didn’t ask Alex why he knew the truth. The DNA test had been done by him and Chase on their own at the hospital. The two boys were smart. Haley had raised them well. *Wilfred and Richard had arrived first. By the time Justin returned with Alex, everyone was already seated in the living room, waiting. Justin held Alex’s hand and led him to Haley. “I brought him back safe and sound. He’s just a little dirty, but don’t worry. I already checked him in the car—he’s not hurt.” “Mommy!” “Alex, you scared me to death!” Haley pulled him into her arms, unable to shake the lingering
After dinner, Haley still couldn’t rest easy. She insisted on pulling Alex back to the children’s room, lifting his shirt to check him over. She needed to see for herself—was he really unhurt? What if he was just hiding his injuries to keep her from worrying? She checked his back, stomach, arms, and legs, going over him carefully. When it came time to check his bottom, Alex clutched his pants tightly and begged for mercy. “Mommy, my butt is fine! I didn’t get hurt at all! Daddy—” He quickly corrected himself. “Uncle Justin protected me really well. He got hurt instead—really badly. Those people hit him with iron rods, hard, right on his back.“One of them was even about to hit my head, but Uncle Justin shielded me with his body.” Out of Haley’s line of sight, Alex secretly stuck out his tongue. Luckily, he caught himself in time. If he had said "Daddy," he would have given himself away. It was all because he had called him that so much in the car—now i
Alex couldn’t listen any longer. He ran to the door and interrupted. “Mommy, Uncle Justin’s injury is on his back. He can’t apply the ointment by himself. Just help him! He went into the kidnappers’ den alone today to save your beloved son.” Alex had barely started calling Ria when his sharp ears picked up the conversation between his mom and Justin. She hadn’t closed the door properly. His small body squeezed through the gap, pushing both Justin and Haley into the children’s room. “I’ll leave the room to you. I’m going downstairs to play with Chase.” His clear, childlike voice rang out, and after speaking, he even thoughtfully closed the door behind him. As he did, his lips curled into a satisfied smile. He knew his mom wouldn’t take Justin to her own room. To get to the guest room on the first floor, she would have to pass by the family members sitting in the living room. She would be too shy and embarrassed to do that. But taking him into the chil
Haley lowered his shirt after applying the ointment and tossed the used cotton swab into the trash. “Done.” Her voice was indifferent, neither warm nor cold. She turned away and silently closed the medicine box. Justin turned to look at her. Their time alone together had been too brief, and he hurriedly spoke, trying to make her stay. “My mother’s funeral is about to take place. Could you… bring Chase and Alex to attend?“Can you wait to leave until after the funeral?” Afraid she would refuse, he quickly added, his gaze filled with quiet pleading. He couldn’t bear to see her leave. He couldn’t bear for her to leave this city. Justin felt like a child without a sense of security, wanting nothing more than to keep Haley by his side. His voice was so pitiful that, for a brief moment, Haley paused. Her eyes met his humble, pleading gaze, and for a split second, she felt a sharp, needle-like pain in her chest. It was so clear and distinct that she couldn
At a top-ranked high school in Lincourt City, the bell rang.Students still lingering in the hallways or restrooms were urged to hurry back to class.Outside, the summer heat simmered, accompanied by the steady buzz of cicadas. Inside, the air-conditioned classrooms offered a much more comfortable escape.In Class 2–1 of the junior year, students hurried back to their seats. Just as the final chime faded, the homeroom teacher walked in, holding a stack of freshly graded exam papers.“For this round of mock exams,” she announced, loud and clear, “the top score in the entire grade once again goes to our very own Haley!”A wave of murmurs and applause followed. “Let’s all work hard and try to catch up to her next time!”She began handing out the papers in order, from the highest score to the lowest.After Haley got her paper, the next few went to her seatmate, Helen, and the student sitting behind them—Zac.“Work hard and catch up?” Helen muttered as she slid back into her seat, s
But what did it matter, even if she still loved him? The pain he caused her in the past was still there, lingering beneath the surface.They had loved, they had hurt, they had been entangled for years. But not every love story had to end with forgiveness and reconciliation.Haley couldn’t pretend the past hadn’t happened. She couldn’t smile and pick up where they left off, as if nothing had ever gone wrong.She would always remember that street in Merika State, when Justin turned away, picked Emma up in his arms, and left her standing there alone.Even if he had mistaken someone else for her, the pain he caused and the love he failed to give were real.And that wasn’t something she could ever forget.She could make peace with the past, but she could never erase it.Her heart ached, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she turned and walked away.*Years later, Haley passed away peacefully in her bedroom at the estate.That same day, Justin had gone out to the grocer
It was just a shame that life rarely worked out the way people wanted it to.*Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.Chase and Alex had grown taller and older. Haley’s once-small jewelry brand had not only found its place in the industry—it had grown into a globally recognized luxury label, known for bespoke, high-end pieces.As for Justin, he split his time between Haven State and Merika State. Whenever he wasn’t busy, he would shamelessly camp out at the estate, claiming he was just there to “see the kids.”Eventually, no one even bothered to call him out on it anymore.One day, Haley had a business meeting with a potential partner—a widowed single father. Somehow, Justin caught wind of a rumor that the man had feelings for Haley and was actively pursuing her. Word had it that she was interested too, and they were currently having dinner together at a restaurant.The second Justin heard that, he canceled a company meeting, boarded his private jet, and flew straight to Mer
As soon as Haley stepped into the room, Justin followed right behind her.It was the first time he had ever set foot in Haley’s room—the space where she lived in Merika State.“Get out!” she snapped.“Haley, I just wanted to see you. Please don’t make me leave, okay?”His eyes scanned the room. The walls, the shelves—everything was filled with Haley’s photos. There was even a custom-built glass display case, clearly made with love, housing her pictures from childhood to adulthood. It was something Evelyn had put together just for her, and it overflowed with affection.There were portraits of her alone, family pictures, and right at the top—photos of Chase and Alex.Justin looked at each one carefully, as if he were trying to piece together a life he hadn’t been part of, but desperately wished he had been.Then his gaze landed on a particular photo: Haley in her teens, wearing a soft pink-and-white hoodie with little bunny ears on the hood. Her pale skin, big round eyes, and brig
“Haley…” Justin’s voice was weak. There was so much he wanted to say, but he didn’t even know where to start.“I heard you’re sick?” Haley said.“I… I’m fine. I’m not really sick, I just—”“Take care of yourself. Heart problems aren’t like other illnesses. Just look forward. Let go of the past. Meet someone new. Live your life.”Justin fell silent. His head dropped, and the phone pressed against his ear was clenched so tightly in his hand that his knuckles turned white. He wrestled with the words for a long moment before finally managing to force out.“Okay.”But he knew. He wouldn’t meet someone new. Without Haley, what kind of life could he possibly call “living”?The call ended. Life went back to its quiet rhythm. Justin no longer clung to Haley or tried to find her. After one more day in the hospital, he threw himself back into work and took over the reins of RC Corporation.They had truly managed to part on peaceful terms.After returning to Merika State, Haley d
Everything went quiet—no sound reached his ears. His vision blurred and darkened. The sky was spinning. The ground was spinning too.With a heavy thud, Justin collapsed to the ground.“Justin?!” Zac White shouted in alarm, rushing back to him.“What… what’s going on? Why did he pass out?” He couldn’t believe Justin would faint just because Haley left.Helen was just as panicked, fumbling to help her husband lift Justin off the ground.Soon, airport staff hurried over and helped carry Justin to a car.*In the hospital room, the monitor beeped steadily beside Justin’s bed. A needle was hooked into the back of his hand, an IV drip slowly feeding into his veins.Several doctors and nurses gathered around. After a moment, one of them called out, “Mr. Yates is waking up. Go notify the director.”“Right away.”Not long after, Zac rushed into the room, footsteps urgent. The other medical staff stepped out after confirming Justin’s condition.“Justin, how are you feeling? Do you kno
Soon, the rest of the Walker family also noticed what was happening outside.Alex opened the door and ran out on his little legs. “Uncle Justin! You’re back! Why didn’t you come inside? I heard you got your memory back. Congratulations!”He meant it sincerely, then added cheerfully, “So… did you win Mommy back?”But seeing that Uncle Justin looked down and didn’t respond, Alex quickly realized he had said the wrong thing. If Uncle Justin was just standing out here and not going inside, then he must have made Mommy mad.His warm little hand reached out to hold Justin’s cold one. “It’s getting chilly, Uncle Justin. Come inside with me.”He tugged hard but Justin wouldn’t budge.Justin looked down at him and gently pulled his hand away. His voice was hoarse. “Be good, Alex. Go back inside.”But Alex didn’t move. He was determined to bring Uncle Justin in with him.He tried again and again, tugging with all his strength, but it was no use. Uncle Justin just wouldn’t go in.The aut
”Justin, let go! None of this matters anymore.”It didn't matter?How could it not matter?This was about his innocence. Of course it mattered. It was everything.“I don’t love you anymore. Just let go.” Her voice was calm. Her whole demeanor was terrifyingly calm.Justin froze where he crouched.She didn’t love him anymore?How could that be?She used to love him more than anything!She had confronted him outside the hospital room, using the promise of marriage to force him to go home with her.She’d chased him all the way into his mother’s birthday banquet, getting in with Sean’s help just to find him.She gave birth to his children.She even brought the kids with her to his mother’s funeral.And there were those three years they spent together—whatever he wanted, she did everything she could to give it to him.If that was not love, then what was?That was love!So why? Why didn’t she love him anymore? How could she stop?Wasn’t love supposed to last forever? Wasn’t
At last, Justin found Haley in the hospital’s back garden.She sat alone on a wooden bench, the autumn wind lifting strands of her hair as she tilted her head toward the starry night sky. Her eyes were vacant and hollow.“Sis…” Justin bent over, hands on his knees, panting hard. “Why are you sitting out here? It’s chilly at night. Come on, let’s go back. Dinner’s waiting, and I’m starving.”He didn’t know if she had overheard his conversation with Jacob. He had no idea how much she had heard.So all he could do now… was pretend nothing had happened."Was it fun lying to me, Justin Yates?" Her voice was dry and lifeless.The last time she found out she had only been a stand-in love, it had happened right here—at Lichfield Hospital, in the same garden, under a sky just like this one.The wind had been just as sharp, just as cold, cutting straight to the bone.It felt like being sliced open again and again, each cut peeling away more of her flesh, until there was nothing left but