Sinjin sat in the board meeting, his mind distracted by the whirlwind of thoughts racing through his head. It had been two weeks since he'd last seen his wife and sons, two weeks since he'd managed more than an hour of sleep. Two weeks spent trying and failing to recall what had happened at his mother's party.Eds had asked for a break, and he was trying to respect her need for space, but it didn't stop him from attempting—and failing—to call her, just to hear her voice, or texting her, hoping for a response. The old saying that you never truly appreciate what you have until it's gone felt painfully real. She'd always been there, but he'd taken her for granted, relying on her promise from last year that no matter how much he upset her, she'd always forgive him. He knew he'd done something wrong, something to push her away, but he couldn’t figure out exactly what—and it was driving him to the brink of madness.Asking his mother for answers wasn’t an option. He was terrified of what sh
Two days later Sinjin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in his office, engaged in a heated conversation with the Editor-in-Chief of a news agency that had recently published a slanderous article about Eds. A knock at the door interrupted him, and he turned, expecting Gary, his temporary secretary. Instead, it was Mallucia, holding a bag of Chinese food.The online hate against Eds had only worsened, and Rhett had informed Sinjin of a decline in customers at her shop because of it. The thought of her suffering due to his actions pained him, and he knew the only way to help was to prevent any further posts from being published."If you don’t want your agency to go bankrupt, I suggest you discipline your staff," Sinjin warned the editor before abruptly ending the call. Then he turned to Mallucia, raising an eyebrow. "What are you doing here?""I thought we could have lunch," she replied, holding up the bag. "I remember you like Chinese.""Where’s Gary?" Sinjin asked with a
Sinjin picked up the receiver as the phone rang and put it to his ear. "Yes, Alicia?" he answered."Um, Miss Archer is here to see you, sir. Should I send her up?" Alicia inquired."Yes, please. Thank you," Sinjin replied."Very well, sir." Alicia said before ending the call.Sinjin set the receiver back on the cradle and leaned back in his chair with a sigh. He was frustrated with the incompetence of his employees, feeling they were more concerned with collecting their undeserved salaries and incentives than doing their jobs properly. He wondered if it was too much to expect even one employee out of three thousand to meet his standards, especially compared to Adella.A few moments later, there was a knock at the door. He called for Sande to enter. The door opened, and she walked in, dressed in black jeans, a white tank top, and a black denim jacket. Her short hair rested on the collar of her jacket."Hey, short stuff," he greeted with a smile, standing up and walking around the desk
Sinjin and Sande hurried into the hospital and went straight to the reception desk. Sinjin asked the nurse about Troy, and they were directed to the children's emergency ward. As they reached the male children's ward, Sinjin halted abruptly before opening the sliding door upon seeing Eds hugging Kyle, crying into his shoulder. Confused, Sande watched as Sinjin stepped back from the door. She peered through the glass panel into the room, gasped softly, and then turned back to look at Sinjin."You should go in there and comfort her yourself," Sande urged. "You're her husband.""Apparently not," Sinjin muttered. "She has a shoulder to cry on. She called him because she wanted him here, not me. I have work to do.""Sinjin!" Sande hissed as he walked away. Torn between following him to talk him into going inside and checking on Troy, she decided to go inside. She opened the door and stepped into the room, shutting it behind her.Eds pulled away from Kyle when she saw Sande, her cheeks flu
Rhett assisted Sinjin up the stairs to his bedroom, with Mallucia following behind. Once they reached the room, Rhett opened the door and ushered Sinjin inside, while Mallucia shut the door behind them. Rhett guided Sinjin to the bed and helped him sit down."Thank you, Rhett. I’ll take it from here," Mallucia said."I’ll call Mrs. Bale..." Rhett began, but Mallucia cut him off."I can take care of him," she insisted firmly.Rhett nodded in acknowledgment and left the room, considering calling Eds to inform her about Sinjin but deciding against it, knowing his boss wouldn’t appreciate it. He descended the stairs and ran into Mrs. Bale."Was that the boss you brought in?" she asked."Yes," Rhett replied."I should see to his care," Mrs. Bale said, brushing past Rhett to head upstairs."Miss Goldstein insisted on taking care of him," Rhett said, placing a restraining hand on her arm."Why would she do that? She’s not his wife," Mrs. Bale said, frowning."Let’s just leave her to it," Rhe
"Hey, Edselyn." Sinjin sighed as he left a message on her voicemail. "I don't know what to say except that I'm very sorry. I'll understand if you don't want to see me anymore, but please don't take the boys away from me too. Please."A knock came at the door, and Sande entered his office, placing some documents on his desk. She noticed the sorrowful look on his face."You okay, boss?" she asked.Sinjin rubbed his eyes to keep the tears at bay. He knew Sande would be furious if she knew what he'd done, that she’d hate him for hurting Eds and never forgive him."Sinjin?" Sande asked again, her voice filled with concern.Sinjin opened his mouth to explain, but thought better of it and closed it again. "I'm fine," he lied, offering a smile. "I just had a terrible night, that's all.""Eds told me she was going to meet you. Did you two talk?" Sande asked curiously."I didn’t see her," Sinjin replied, feeling guilty for the lie. "Maybe later."Sande's brows furrowed. "Okay," she said, shruggi
Sande stared at Eds, speechless. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. It couldn’t be true. She didn’t want to accept that Sinjin could be so heartless."No," Sande shook her head. "He couldn’t have done that to you. Are you sure?" she demanded."Why would I make something like that up?" Eds replied, her irritation showing. "I know what I saw. The room reeked of scotch and..." Her voice faltered as she sucked in a shaky breath. “I called a lawyer to ask about an annulment, but he said it's not possible. I can only file for divorce after two years, and we need to have lived separately for at least a year."Sande tried not to believe it, but she knew Eds wouldn’t lie about something so serious. Her disbelief quickly turned into rage, then deep disappointment, as she realized she had put Sinjin on a pedestal. She had believed he was perfect for her best friend, but no one is perfect."I'm so sorry, bestie," Sande whispered, wrapping her arms around Eds. "I wanted him to be the o
After reading Eds' text, Sinjin started the car and drove toward his father's estate, which was an hour away from Midas Corporation. Despite the distance, he made it in just forty-five minutes, managing to avoid getting pulled over for speeding.He pressed a button on the steering wheel, causing the gates to open automatically. They closed behind him once he had driven through. Pulling up in front of the house, he turned off the ignition, exited the car, and slammed the door. As he approached the front door, it swung open, and his sister walked out to meet him."Sinjin, what are you—" Emma began, but she didn’t finish her sentence as Sinjin strode past her into the house, seemingly ignoring her. Surprised by her brother's attitude, Emma turned and followed him inside, curious about his unusual behavior."Sinjin, what a lovely surprise!" Camilla exclaimed, rising from the sofa to hug him. However, he lifted his hands to ward her off. "Baby, what’s wrong?" Her brow furrowed in confusio