"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
In the master bedroom, the once carefully arranged elegant furnishings lay scattered and broken, reflecting the inner turmoil of Kevin. The room, once a haven of beauty and serenity, now bore the brunt of his anger and destruction. Sara watched him, unable to intervene as he vented his frustration.When he eventually stumbled into a corner of the room, crying and clutching his head, Sara mustered the courage to approach him. She knelt down beside him, placing her palm on his shoulder."Kevin," her voice trembled as she called his name.Kevin buried his face in her chest, tears streaming down his cheeks."This has gone terribly wrong, Sara. It shouldn't have happened. I should have realized that you could never forget Ricky," he lamented.Sara Owen couldn't hold back her own tears."I can't count how many dreams I had for a child who isn't mine. My wife will be the mother of my friend's child, and the world will believe it's mine. How can I k
“I found this mobile at the airport in France."Sara's heart sank. "Where is the person whose mobile this is?""If I knew, why would I still have this phone? I would have returned it to him right away. By the way, his assistant called a little while ago, and he'll be sending someone to collect the mobile.""Thank you," Sara replied quietly.She quickly hung up the call, clutching the mobile to her chest, finally realizing that Kevin had indeed gone to France.With a heavy heart, Sara made her way to the office. Her presence surprised everyone in the company, as they were aware that she was the wife of the company's owner, and both of them were supposed to leave for France the previous night. However, no one dared to inquire about the situation.The news had even reached Yohan and Dixon Villa that Sara and Kevin were departing for France permanently, but they remained unaware that Sara hadn't actually left.In the Dixon Headquart
“…”"Kevin..." Sara's trembling voice cut through the silence, and he closed his eyes tightly."Kevin... I... I'm sorry," she stammered.A bitter smirk played on Kevin's lips. "Will your apology erase the truth?""But Kevin...""Listen, Sara," Kevin interrupted, placing his glass of drink on the table. "I know you love him. You know you love him. We both know whose child you're carrying. The thing is... I won't be able to face you. I won't be able to look into your eyes, and my hands won't want to caress your stomach. You've already shown who matters most to you. So, why don't we just let go of the things?""Let go of what? What are you talking about, Kevin? We're married.""You should've remembered that when you slept with Ricky. Or maybe you never accepted the truth that you two are divorced."Sara was left speechless after hearing his argument."What do you want me to do, Kevin? I want
"Get me some cigarettes," Yohan instructed."Of course, sir."Yohan stepped out of the car and headed straight into the villa. Nolan drove the black car out of the villa to fetch Yohan's cigarettes.As soon as Yohan entered the villa, Natalie greeted him with a warm smile."Ricky, my son, how are you?" She practically threw herself into his arms. Yohan patted her back and looked deeply into her eyes."How are you holding up?" he asked."Have you become so busy that you can't even come to see me anymore?" Natalie playfully complained.Yohan held her shoulders. "My eyes have been longing to see you," she admitted."I won't be able to come for the next month.""Going on a business trip?" Natalie asked.Yohan nodded."You don't take care of yourself. Look how gaunt your face has become!" Natalie cradled his face in her warm palms.Yohan sighed and held her frail hands firmly, locking eyes with her.
Upon seeing Nolan, Sara's eyes darted toward the entry door, as if searching for Yohan. Her face paled with fear and panic at the prospect of facing him."How are you, Madam?" Nolan asked with a gentle smile.Sara managed a sad smile and replied, "I'm fine. You're here..." She couldn't help but inquire."I went to get cigarettes for Sir," Nolan explained.Sara furrowed her brow in confusion. Bruno didn't smoke. Then... was Yohan already here? But she hadn't seen his car. Maybe Nolan had used his car to get the cigarettes.Sara's throat felt dry, and Natalie quickly sensed her anxiety."They're in the study room," Natalie informed Nolan.Nolan nodded and proceeded to the study room."Sara, Bruno called Ricky here to discuss something. I'm not sure what it's about. They've been in there for a while," Natalie explained.Sara could hardly catch her breath after receiving confirmation.She saw Assistant Nolan walk into
"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..