"That's why I want to remain perpetually drunk. A chain smoker, rude and dangerous enough to send nature quaking with my anger."
"You're good, Kevin. Why would you want to turn bad?"
"Because then maybe you could love me," he stated, his gaze locking onto hers. Sara felt herself freeze.
"If I became like Ricky, would you love me?"
He grinned, then moved to lay on the bed. Staring at the chandelier, his face grew pale. Sara joined him, sitting at the edge of the bed, and he looked at her.
"I'm sorry, Sara. I can't be bad. I won't torment you like Ricky did, even if you don't return my love."
Sara gripped his palm, lost for words.
“Kevin…”
Kevin shut his eyes.
"Today, I had sex with you without knowing your consent," he confessed, his voice weighed down by regret. "I couldn't bear the thought of you doing it with Ricky after our marriage, hidden from me. I'm not putting blame on you. Love can blur the li
Sara had decided to stay at October villa and work. In the afternoon, when Yohan napped after lunch and Tom was leaving after giving him medicines, Sara and Tom chatted."Thanks." She smiled.Tom nodded. "He was asking about you when he woke up. I was kinda lost, so I said you went to get the bouquet for him.""Nice save. At least he didn't freak out this time.""He's okay this time. As long as he's on those sleeping pills, he's manageable. The real challenge will be when he sleeps without them, and his sleep breaks any moment, and he starts looking for you.""I know that day's not far off. But I'm stuck with commitments.""I can't figure out these relationship things. Mr. Johnson is alright with you sticking around Mr. Dixon? Sorry, but how's that even possible?"Sara stared at the master bedroom door, her throat dry."I'll be back in the evening. Bye." Tom sighed, then left.Sara's phone rang, and she saw that it was K
Yohan flicked the ash from his cigarette into the tray and replied coldly, "You didn't remember anything from the orphanage, that's why I never wanted to tell you the truth."Sara Owen's heart tightened with fear.Could he be the boy she faintly recalled from her time at the orphanage?In an unexpected move, Sara embraced Yohan from behind. Yohan's movements froze, his hand suspended in mid-air, cigarette forgotten. He looked down at Sara's hands resting on his strong chest and swallowed hard.Tears streaming down, Sara sobbed, "You can't imagine how much I've longed for you. From my time at the orphanage, the only memory I have is of you. You shouldn't have hidden such a significant truth from me."Yohan discarded his cigarette in the ashtray and held her in his arms, resting his chin on top of her head."You were the only reason I stayed at that orphanage. After you vanished, I ran away from there and went searching for you like a man poss
Sara walked back into the villa, and he emerged from the study room."Ready for bed?"Sara nodded, and Yohan took her hand, leading her to the master bedroom. They lay down, and he held her close while closing his eyes. His warmth enveloped her, making her feel drowsy. Yet, she couldn't shake off the urge to leave as soon as he drifted into sleep. Still, his masculine scent lulled her to close her eyes.Yohan remained silent, his fingers softly stroking the back of her head.In the morning…Finding herself in that room, on that bed, Sara regretted falling asleep in Yohan's arms last night. However, her feelings shifted when she realized Yohan was not in the room. Determined to locate him, she began searching for him and was informed by the housekeeper that he had gone to the gym. The news made her happy; she was glad to see him returning to his routine after a long time. Unable to resist, she went to the villa's underground gym.Inside, Sara obse
It was nine in the evening, the soft glow of the kitchen lights spilling out into the house as Sara Owen worked her culinary magic. The tantalizing aroma of her cooking wafted through the air, wrapping the entire villa in a cocoon of tastiness.Just then, a sleek, elegant car glided through the imposing iron gates and came to a stop outside. With an air of complexity, a tall and strikingly handsome man emerged from the car. In the dim light, as he lit his cigarette and released tendrils of smoke into the air, his chiseled profile came into view. The black blazer casually draped over his shoulder and the top buttons of his crisp white shirt were undone, revealing a glimpse of his muscular chest and a teasing hint of his collarbone. As the smoke danced around him, his handsome face was unveiled, illuminated by the soft glow of his cigarette.With an air of self-assuredness, he strode into the villa, his confident footsteps echoing through the hallway. Nonchalantly tossing hi
"Why don't you go and sleep in your bedroom?" Sara said gently.Silence lingered; he buried his face against her stomach. Her fingers brushed through his silky hair."Sara," his voice, a whisper.“Hm…”"You seem upset today. You didn't tell me what happened at the hospital," Yohan noticed, his instincts sharp.Sara hadn't expected Yohan to pick up on her mood, let alone pinpoint the cause. She inadvertently stopped caressing his head, staring off into the distance. Yohan lifted his head, peering at her pale face."You know, it'd take just one phone call for me to find out the truth," he added, his voice deep and knowing. Sara met his gaze, sighed deeply, suppressing her sadness."Maybe you should sleep, and I should head back to the Sa House," Sara suggested, trying to distance herself.Yohan furrowed his brow, standing up from the couch to light a cigarette. Sara watched his back intently."Looks like
Life, like a wheel, always turns in accordance with human actions. Sara experienced this firsthand. The joy of impending motherhood and Kevin's enthusiasm propelled her to a new level, momentarily overshadowing her past sorrows.When she woke up in the morning, she found Kevin sitting at the edge of the bed, gazing at her with affection. Confused, Sara leaned back and said, "Kevin!"Kevin placed his palm gently on her lower abdomen and murmured in his soft tone, "Go back to sleep."Sara checked the time and furrowed her brow, "I can't sleep anymore, Kevin. I have to go to the office. And..." She noticed he was still in his bathrobe, her keen senses picking up the fresh scent of a shower. "Why aren't you ready for the office? You'll be late.""No one's going to the office," he stated firmly.Sara was taken aback, "Why? I have so much work to do. I have a meeting today with...He silenced her with an index finger on her lips. "Shhh.”
Assistant Nolan entered the cabin and, seeing Yohan smoking and drinking so early in the morning, understood that his mood was down. He wisely decided not to provoke him."Sir... We found Vishwa Gandhi," Nolan reported.Yohan sighed deeply and placed the photograph back in the drawer. He took a sip of whisky and exhaled a deep puff of smoke, gazing at the ceiling as he sat in the chair leisurely."She has given her statement as well."“…”Nolan continued, "She brought Madam to the party only according to Miss Winkle's plan. Furthermore, Vishwa Gandhi, at Cerate Solutions, had done everything in her power to remove Madam from a key project. A newcomer had even replaced Madam's project presentation with explicit images, causing her great humiliation and getting her removed from the project by Vishwa Gandhi. Mr. Johnson's swift inquiry team later fired the newcomer, rectified the misunderstanding, and restored the project to Madam.
When Sara arrived at Dixon Villa, the elders greeted her with their usual warmth and hospitality. However, their faces no longer radiated the same brightness that had once characterized their home. The reason for this change was the dramatic turn of events in their lives.Their beloved son, Neel, was no longer with them, having been buried in the shadows of his own transgressions. Yohan had been shot, and Sara was no longer their daughter-in-law. Despite these somber circumstances, the elders always managed to smile when they saw Sara. This unwavering warmth and affection she received from them continued to fill her heart with a deep sense of appreciation."Madam, dinner is ready," a maid interrupted their conversation.Natalie gently held Sara's hand and suggested, "Sara, let's go and have dinner."Sara hesitated, saying, "Thank you, Aunt, but... Kevin will come to pick me up... so..."Natalie insisted, "Oh, don't be like that. Just call him and a
"How... How is that possible? I remember, we chatted the morning I got attacked. You were the one telling me the baby was all healthy. What the hell happened?" "Maybe it's just my rotten luck, Jemma. But seeing you with Sunny, I can't help but be grateful you made it through and had a healthy baby." "Oh, Jia..." Jemma enveloped her in a tight hug, both women clinging to each other as tears flowed freely. Meanwhile, Noah reached the October Villa. As he approached, Yohan shot him a glare colder than a snowstorm. "Dad... Mom..." Noah greeted them, his eyes darting around to gauge the situation. Sunny was playing with Yohan. Noah swallowed hard, sensing trouble. "How can you be so careless, Jimmy? Why'd you let Jemma come here alone at this hour? You know the danger's not over yet," Sara scolded, her tone edged with worry. "Mom, I didn't want her to come, but she insisted..." "You're avoiding the situation, Jimmy. You can't change the past, but you shouldn't be dodging what's happ
"Jimmy, it's been days. I want to see her and the baby. What's the big deal?"He sighed, "I promise, we'll go later. I just need to sort some things out first."Jemma, growing more anxious, insisted, "But I've been waiting, Jimmy. I can't wait any longer. What's going on?"Noah, worried about her mental state, softened his tone, "Listen, babe. Trust me, I'll take you to see Jia, okay? I don't want to rush into things."Jemma, feeling a pang of doubt, couldn't hold back, "Are you hiding something from me? Why won't you just take me?""No, Jemma, it's not like that.""Jimmy..." her eyes turned tearful."Okay. I'll take you out to dinner tonight, at October Villa. Jia's staying there, and we can see her afterward. Deal?"Jemma hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "Okay, dinner it is. But you better not forget about it.Noah smiled, relieved that he had managed to divert her attention, "I won't. Now, let me get going, okay?"Jemma agreed, watching him leave for the office. As the door clo
Noah trudged back from work, the day's burdens still hanging on his shoulders. Opening the bedroom door, he caught sight of Jemma singing a lullaby to Sunny in her sweet voice. Emotions surged within him, and he quietly closed the door, not wanting to disturb their tender moment.Sinking into the living room couch, Noah leaned back with a heavy sigh. Guilt and regret enveloped him as he grappled with the reality of their situation. Conflicting emotions swirled as he recognised the joy in Jemma's happiness but couldn't shake the haunting feeling that everything was amiss.Jemma placed Sunny in the cot and, on her way to the kitchen for water, found Noah sitting in the dimly lit living room, a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whisky in the other. She touched his shoulder, and he opened his eyes, extinguishing the cigarette and placing the glass on the table."Tired?" she asked.Noah sighed deeply, rubbing the gap between his eyes. "Is Sunny asleep?"Jemma nodded, her palm on his che
The next morning dawned, casting a feeble light across the hospital room. The oxygen mask, a constant companion in her struggle for breath, had been removed, leaving her vulnerable in the stark hospital room.As Jemma slowly opened her eyes, the sterile scent of the hospital greeted her senses. Her gaze fell on Noah, sitting at the edge of the bed, his face etched with a mixture of exhaustion and sorrow. Desperation flickered in her eyes, and as she tried to speak, her voice emerged as a raspy whisper, "Jimmy... where's our baby?"Noah's heart clenched at the question, the weight of the unspoken truth hanging heavily in the air. He hesitated, avoiding her gaze, and gently urged, "Jemma, just take it easy. You need to rest."But Jemma, fueled by a mother's instinct and the gnawing fear that something was amiss, persisted, "Jimmy, please, where's our baby? Why won't you tell me?"His throat tightened with the burden of the truth he wasn't ready to share. Trying to divert her attention,
In the quiet aftermath, the doctor delivered a bittersweet message – Jia had given birth to a healthy baby boy, and she was fine. The family found themselves torn between joy for the new life and grief for the loss of Jemma's child. The terrace became a haven for Noah, who stood near the railing, his hands tucked into his pockets, gazing into the vast darkness.Jacob approached silently, standing beside him.Noah's shoulders slumped, burdened by the weight of the night. Understanding the unspoken unrest, Jacob placed a hand on Noah's shoulder."It's tough, Jimmy," Jacob finally said.Noah remained silent, still lost in the abyss of his thoughts."It's okay, Jimmy. It's not your mistake." Jacob added."You shouldn't have brought Jia here," Noah mumbled."I couldn't lie to her, and... I couldn't stop her," Jacob replied."How's she?" Noah asked, his voice strained."She's fine. Delivery went smoothly, not too hard on her. It's life.""How's the baby?" Noah's voice caught in his throat.
On a lovely evening, Jemma, bored at home, craved ice cream. Spontaneously, she called her driver and headed to the best ice cream spot. The cool sweetness lifted her spirits, turning a mundane evening into a delight.As Jemma indulged in her favourite ice cream, she decided to tease Noah, ignoring his earlier warnings about venturing out alone. Clueless about the impending twist in her evening, she initiated a video call, capturing the picturesque scene of her enjoying the sweet treat.Noah's face lit up when he saw Jemma's call, and his initial joy was evident as he glimpsed her savouring the ice cream. A smile played on his lips. However, his expression shifted when he noticed the unfamiliar surroundings and the people bustling behind her.Concern etched across his face, Noah interrupted her playful banter. "Jemma, where are you? You're not at home, are you?" he asked, his voice betraying a mix of worry and irritation.Jemma, still in her carefree mood, laughed, "Relax, Jimmy! Just
Yohan looked straight into her eyes, "Your mother didn't make a mistake giving birth to you and your brother. Being a mother ain't a mistake. The real mistake is not being able to bring a child into the world. And you didn't make a mistake wanting to bring life into this world."Jia lowered her head, tears welling up."He's a good guy. I'm proud of you."Jia rested her head on his shoulder, and he tightened his grip on her hand, patting it with his other hand."Jimmy's mad at him, not at you or your child. They're buddies. They'll figure it out.""Thanks, Dad."…Noah stepped out of the bathroom, catching sight of Jemma massaging her own feet. With a quick stride, he approached her."What are you doing? Lie down," he insisted, guiding her to lean back onto the bed. Noah grabbed a cushion, placing it behind her for support. Carefully, he lifted her leg, settling it on his thigh, and started massaging it gently.Jemma looked at him deeply, a gentle smile playing on her lips, radiating w
"Jimmy, just hear me out. It's true. It's Jacob, but...""I don't want to hurt you. Back off," he warned, and Sara covered her mouth in shock at the revelation."Mom, get her out of here," Noah yelled at his stunned mother. Jemma wasn't giving up, clinging to his arms to stop him."Jimmy, please... don't be so furious. At least try to understand. We can talk.""Jemma..." his dark eyes sent shivers down her spine, and she realized the magnitude of his anger.In the bedroom, as Jia and Jacob heard Noah's furious voice, Jia clutched Jacob's hand in fear. "Jacob...""Don't worry, I'll talk to him. Let me go.""No... no... please... please, Jacob..."Jacob gently released his hand from her grip and stepped out of the bedroom. Noah caught sight of him, and his anger surged."Freaking scoundrel!" Ignoring Jemma, he shoved her aside and lunged at Jacob."Jimmy... Jimmy..." Jemma screamed, almost drowned out by the chaos.Jacob attempted, "Jimmy, let's talk, okay.""I'll kill you!" But Noah un
"You won't do anything to him, brother. Please..." Jia approached him in fear."I'll kill that coward, Jia," Noah gritted his teeth, eyes blazing with anger."He's not a coward, brother.""This is pure cowardice. Who the hell leaves you in such a condition?" he shouted angrily."No brother, don't do anything to him. Please... he was going to tell you...""When? After the baby's born? It's been seven fucking months, Jia!" he screamed, shaking her. Jemma approached Jia, holding her shoulders, and said to Noah, "Jimmy, don't scare her. We can talk calmly.""I'm warning you, Jemma. Ask her who he is or get her ready to see his dead body in twenty-four hours."Saying that, he stormed out of the apartment furiously, leaving everyone shocked and scared. Jia sobbed, holding Jemma's hands, "Jemma... please... tell brother not to do anything to him... please... Jemma...""Calm down... calm down, Jia... don't cry... I'll talk to him."Jia rushed to Sara, stumbling into her legs, "Mom... please..