“Ma'am, is everything okay?” One of the security guards standing outside the establishment walked towards Yvonne and inquired.Yvonne took deep breaths to calm herself and maintain a composed expression before looking up at the security man. “All is good. My fiancé just said something hilarious,” she replied sarcastically, then walked past the man towards the building.She took the stairs back up to the 5th floor, intentionally exhausting herself. She picked up her heels from where she had left them, put them on, and dragged her feet towards the VIP room where her well-prepared dinner still remained unfinished.Yvonne sat down at the table, her face red from all the emotional turmoil. She pulled out a tissue, blew her nose, and began eating silently.Her alcohol tolerance was low, so her side of the table consisted of water and non-alcoholic wine. But after finishing everything, she proceeded to drink the wine meant for David.In less than an hour, having cleared everything on the tab
Micheal had never faced an awkward moment quite like the one he experienced with Yvonne that night. In the midst of her panic, he helped her leave the premises, though her drunken mind still clung to the belief that she was pregnant.Yvonne walked with her legs slightly parted, her stomach pushed out as one hand supported her waist while the other clung to Micheal for support. She kept insisting that David wouldn’t stop loving her as long as she didn’t fail their child this time.She dragged her feet dramatically like a pregnant woman whose water had just broken and was minutes away from going into labor. Micheal was astounded by the complexity of the situation, but knowing he was unequipped to soothe a drunk woman reliving her past, he just went along with it.She groaned and made raspy breaths to emphasize the urgency of her condition. People stared at them in confusion until Micheal could no longer bear the scene and picked her up in his strong arms, cradling her like a princess.“
When Yvonne finally opened her eyes, she was stunned to see three pairs of worried eyes staring back at her. She attempted to sit up, but her head ached so badly that she winced in pain and relaxed back on the bed, massaging her forehead with her hands."My head hurts," she said."Daddy, she's hurting," Lily panicked, quickly climbing onto the bed and attempting to hug Yvonne's head against her small chest.Yvonne stiffened at the sudden intimacy but found herself allowing Lily to hold her close. Jack instinctively clutched Micheal's thigh until he saw that Yvonne didn't push Lily away, and then he relaxed a bit. Micheal patted his head gently as they watched the dazed Yvonne, whose eyes quickly welled up with tears."Daddy always does this when Lily's head hurts. Lily always feels better after a while," Lily said with such an empathetic tone that it soothed Yvonne's heart. She felt herself relaxing, finding warmth in Lily's embrace—the warmth she had lacked for so long. She couldn't
Meanwhile, David wasn't having an easy time with Sammy. She was furious when she learned that David had kissed Yvonne.David had always been a loyal man—until Sammy managed to claim him for herself. He had been so devoted to Yvonne, but it took another man's touch on her to finally break him down enough to be swayed by Sammy, who had a grand plan to offer at just the right time.David was also the type who would rather leave than endure confrontations. This was why he chose to leave the house when the pressing matter of confronting Yvonne about a breakup arose.The fake feelings he had shown Yvonne over the years eventually became guilt. He hated her yet cared for her at the same time. Whenever he was confronted with her kindness and naivety, he wished he could return to the night that had driven a wedge between them, hoping to fix things.Perhaps their relationship could have been genuine, but by then, his relationship with Sammy had developed to a stage where he had excuses not to b
A week had passed since Yvonne's failed attempt to win David back, yet she wasn't as sad and devastated as she had anticipated. A little ray of light continued to illuminate her life, and she found herself smiling more often than usual. That light was Lillian, Micheal's three-year-old daughter. The little girl called her every single day, initiating innocent conversations that always warmed Yvonne's heart. After dropping the call, Yvonne's heart would linger on those sweet moments until she either worked on the children's activities for the following day at school or simply fell asleep with a happy smile on her face. Although it had only been a week, Yvonne found herself growing a little greedy for more of that joy. At first, when Lilly asked if they could visit her house with their daddy, Yvonne would deftly talk her way around the question and then smoothly avoid it. But by the fourth time, she was starting to crave those brief moments when Micheal and his children had dined at he
Micheal hadn’t meant to be harsh with Yvonne, but he was conflicted. A part of him wanted to dig into her life, to learn more about her fiancé, which shouldn’t concern him. The night he had carried her in his arms, Micheal found it so natural that it didn’t even feel like a chore. She had wrapped her arms around his neck, muttering about her life. She had seemed so fragile and vulnerable. Yet, the next day, she was suddenly a stranger again—not the woman who had fit so perfectly in his arms the previous night. He wanted to step back, to keep his distance and not get more entangled than necessary. But then his children had fallen in love with her. He was doomed to be near her at all times, and he wanted to limit physical contact. He hoped that if he kept her at arm's length, the urge to investigate her would diminish. But then she had invited him out. For some reason, seeing her again in a much better state eased his mind. Her skin had regained its color, and the constant flush of e
Yvonne settled down opposite Micheal once again and spoke more calmly. “I wanted to try explaining things to Jack again, using simpler terms that he will understand instead of my former stance,” she said. “We have plans for them to visit their grandparents. We can have a day out on one of your spare days when we return,” Micheal proposed. “Sure. Absolutely!” Yvonne replied, and with that, their conversation was over. Micheal excused himself a few minutes later after paying for the meal. Yvonne was displeased, but he insisted, claiming he would count it as a date if she paid. She could only step back and gesture for him to do what he wanted. That night, both sides were in a good mood. The twins were pleased by the news that a day out with their favorite person had been planned following a visit to their beloved grandma. She was the closest person to a mother the children had in their lives, but Micheal had separated them. His family was too controlling. Even when looking at a
When old Miss Langston saw the murderous expression Micheal wore at that moment, she coughed slightly to break everyone out of their stupor.Before the elders could start berating Jack for his rude comment, she spoke first. “Said like a true leader. A man should follow rules and etiquette. I'm proud of you, Jack. Everyone can have this conversation after dining.”Those who were about to voice their displeasure quickly shut their mouths.They weren’t pleased that out of the six eligible men in the family around Micheal’s age, he was chosen as the family head. The most annoying part was that Micheal had not been involved in their line of profession. He could have just been appointed as the head of the technical team of their empire, but the old patriarch dumped him into the role everyone had their eyes on.They couldn’t wait for the old woman to die so they could fight for the position with everything they had, but with Micheal being so young and already having two brilliant heirs, the