Yohan and Noah remained by Sara's side on the bed until the doctor arrived. The doctor administered medication and assured Yohan, "Don't worry. Her fever might be due to excessive stress or fear. She'll be fine. Just keep applying a cold compress to her forehead." As the doctor was about to leave, Noah reached out and held his hand. "Uncle… will my mommy wake up? Is she okay?" Noah inquired with a worried expression. The doctor smiled and placed his hand on Noah's head. "Your mommy will be alright. Don't worry." "I will take care of her," Noah assured. "Sure, good boy." "Bye, uncle." The doctor left the villa. Yohan turned to Nisha and instructed, "Bring a bowl of cold water and a napkin." "Yes, Sir," Nisha replied before heading into the kitchen. Yohan then held Noah's hand and walked into Sara's bedroom, where she lay on the bed with her eyes closed. Yohan sat at the edge of the bed, and Noah perched on his lap. Together, they anxiously observed Sara, their treasured figur
It was late at night, and Yohan had just finished his work for the company. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and stepped near the glass wall. Inhaling the smoke, he found a moment of relief. His gaze shifted to the garden outside, where he spotted Sara walking, wrapped in a white silky nightgown. Yohan discarded his cigarette and stepped out fetching his warm coat, He gently draped it around Sara's shoulders. She didn't need to turn around to know it was Yohan; she was familiar with this gesture. Instead, she kept her eyes fixed on the moon, hoping it would break free from the shroud of clouds. A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of Yohan's presence, mingled with the scent of blooming flowers. With his hands in his pockets, Yohan joined Sara in gazing at the moon. "Have you thought about the consequences of keeping anything from me?" Yohan asked, his voice carrying a soothing quality that seemed to calm Sara's troubled heart in the middle of the night. "I don'
Yohan comforted him, "Don't say that, son. I will always be there for you." His eyes welled up, and he patted Noah's back gently.Noah mentioned, "The day after tomorrow is the annual function of my music class, and everyone has been invited along with their parents. I was sad because I have a mother but no father. But now I am not sad." He looked at Yohan with a charming smile, "I have you, uncle. I don't want my father. I want you. Will you come to the annual function to see me playing the drums?"Yohan nodded with a slight smile, "Yes."Sara, who had been listening to the conversation, felt her eyes welling up with tears as she stood behind them.Sara had never expected that the bond between Yohan and Noah would be so strong by that time."Jimmy," she called out to her son.Noah and Yohan both looked at the pretty woman in her black nightgown."Mommy!" Noah greeted them with a bright smile, and Sara came over to them."You'v
Sara honked at the person, but there was no movement. She thought the person might be dead or unconscious. She got out of the car and approached the person. Bending down, she pressed the person's shoulder. "Hello. Are you okay?" The person was lying face down. It was a man, and Sara was unsure of how to help him. She reached for her mobile phone and was about to dial for an ambulance when the person lying on the road suddenly jerked her mobile phone away and stood up, gripping her. Sara got scared and struggled to break free."Who are you? Let me go!" she demanded."Pretty woman, don't you know you shouldn't stop your car in such a remote area? I could have been a ghost," the man said with a laugh. Sara turned her head and looked back at the car. Noah was still inside. Two more persons appeared, and one of them held the door handle, preventing Noah from getting out."What do you want?" Sara glared at the man gripping her.The man looked her up and down an
The doctors patched them up. When Sara left the doctor's office, she found Yohan standing in Noah's room, watching him getting fixed up. It warmed her heart. She noticed Yohan's bloody hand and back, but he didn't seem to care. He didn't even go to see her; he was here for her son. She could feel how worried he was about Noah.The doctor told Yohan, "His wound's gonna heal up real quick. No need to fret." After the doctor left, Yohan perched on the edge of the bed, gazing at Noah for a bit before ruffling his hair."Does it hurt, buddy?" he asked."Nope, uncle," Noah replied, shaking his head. Yohan took him on his lap, and the little guy rested his head on Yohan's strong chest, clinging to him and shutting his eyes. Yohan sighed, hugging him tight."Are you hungry?" Yohan asked."No, uncle.""Sleepy?""Nuh-uh.""Why're you so sad?"Noah wondered, "What were those people doing to mommy?"Yohan explained, "They wer
"I'm good, Uncle. I've been waiting for you. Why'd you take so long? I missed you." "Didn't I call you every day?" "Not enough. I want you to drop me off in the morning, walk with me in the evening, and let me sit on your lap and chat." "Didn't your mom do all that for you?" "Mommy's always busy on her computer." "Computer?" Yohan gave Sara a questioning look. Sara explained, "I started working as a freelancer. I thought..." Yohan interrupted, his tone cold, "Your top priority is taking care of Jimmy." He then left the music class with Noah, leaving Sara feeling hurt by his attitude. Yohan took them to a restaurant for dinner. While Yohan and Noah chatted away, Sara couldn't help but listen in. It was clear he was giving her the cold shoulder. He'd been gone a month, and not a single question about how she was feeling. He didn't seem to care about what she wanted to eat or how much. All he was focused on was wha
"If he wants to leave me, I won't stop him. I'll answer every one of his questions, even if he misunderstands me. It's his right to know the truth. And it's my duty to love him," Yohan responded firmly."By loving him, you'll ruin him too," Sara taunted."I'll burn down any ruin that comes his way," Yohan declared, staring into her eyes as if he were giving her a warning.He moved closer to her, trapping her between his arms near her ears. "Stop thinking that by pretending to hate me, you'll make me believe you don't love me. I won't buy it. You're too cowardly to accept it."He smirked, and Sara nervously swallowed. Yohan held her chin and said, "You're suffering because you don't have my attention. You won't deny that."Sara attempted to leave, but he held her firmly, pushing her into a corner.The rain was relentless, and she shivered from the cold.His shirt's top buttons were undone, revealing his attractive chest, water cascadin
"Then, why are you mad at me till now?" Yohan questioned."Those days can't be brought back, Yohan. Everything has changed.""But it all looks the same to me. This villa, where I sit with your love weighing on my heart, where you're still unsure about me, the same sky, stars, and the same moon..."Sara glanced at him, "And Jimmy?""I have no problem if he calls me 'father.'"Sara held back her emotions. She couldn't say that Yohan was Noah's real father."But he can't be Noah Dixon from Noah Johnson, Yohan. I'll get tired of answering his questions when he points fingers at me.""He'll also have questions when he finds out that after our divorce, you married his father and, after his death, you continued living with me without marrying me. People will gossip, and he'll ask questions.""I can tell him that his love for you kept me here," Sara lowered her head."What about me? Will I still long for you?""Yohan..."