Four years passed… Noah finished his master's degree. Then he spent two years excelling in sports like taekwondo and martial arts, earning numerous medals. Yohan, insisting on him, got him an internship at Dixon Group. During these four years, Noah stayed overseas and didn't reach out or message Jemma. Jay used to text Jemma occasionally, not every day, as he was occupied managing his business and learning its ropes. His busy schedule left him with little time for calling or video chatting with Jemma like he used to. Jemma began to feel increasingly lonely. Once a cheerful girl, she gradually became quiet and withdrawn. It was midnight… Jemma scrolled through her phone, her thumb hovering over Noah's name. It had been ages since she'd heard from him. Her heart ached. She couldn't shake the feeling of being left behind, abandoned by someone she held so close to her heart. "Jimmy," she whispered, tracing the letters of his name on the screen. Memories flooded back—his infectious la
Sara entered the master bedroom and found Yohan smoking by the window. Sensing his distress, she approached him. "Yohan," she called out softly. Yohan took a deep drag of his cigarette without responding. "Since you met Jimmy, you've seemed worried. What's wrong?" Sara asked. "We didn't do right to him," Yohan replied in a hoarse voice. "What do you mean? Did he say something to upset you? He's not a rude child. But...did he..." Sara wondered. "He loves me deeply. And I haven't been honest with him," Yohan confessed. "What are you talking about?" Sara asked, puzzled. "He believes I did him a favor by keeping you and him with me. But he doesn't know I was also selfish. I secretly married you without telling him. I couldn't admit that I never stopped loving his mother. That's not a favor," Yohan explained. "Why would he bring this up all of a sudden?" Sara questioned. "His twentieth birthday is in two days," Yohan replied, locking eyes with her. Sara tensed. "So, did you try
Bruno and Natalie were swaying together, locked in an affectionate dance. Jia sang a tune, and Sara cheered, clapping along with the music. The room exuded unexpected cheerfulness, throwing Noah off-guard. He stood, hugging himself, mesmerized by the joyful scene. Sara glimpsed him, halting her applause. "Hey, Sa Mom, why'd you stop clapping? Keep going!" Jia urged, noticing Sara's pause. Jia’s gaze shifted to the door, spotting Noah. Startled, Jia halted her singing. Bruno and Natalie turned, puzzled. "What's up, sweetheart? You were singing so nicely. Keep it up until Jimmy gets here. We've got to put on a sad face once he arrives," Natalie instructed. Bruno caught sight of Noah, freezing in his steps. Natalie squinted, noticing their odd reactions. "What's going on with you guys?" Natalie probed, turning back to find Noah standing there. She clamped her mouth shut, halting any further words. Noah stepped in and they all gathered in a line."So, you're all part of this act,"
At eight o'clock, the October villa gleamed with lights and grace.In the living room, Jia, Sara, and Yohan chatted with Noah. His gaze lingered at the closed door of Jemma's bedroom. Sara and Yohan understood his unease, but Noah avoided mentioning her. He engaged in conversations, masking his longing for Jemma. Though his eyes hinted at his eagerness to see her, he remained silent, keeping his emotions hidden from the family's conversation.Just then, Jemma walked into the living room."Jemma!" Jia shouted with excitement. Everyone turned to look at Jemma, but Noah stayed put, facing away from her on the couch.Jemma's eyes scanned the room, pausing at an unfamiliar figure in a black blazer, sitting with his back towards her."Jemma, check it out, guess who's here!" Jia chimed in.Jemma's heart raced, sensing that the person might be Noah. She hesitated, feeling a mix of nerves and unease, hoping it was him.Sara turned to Yohan and suggested, "Yohan, let's head out for dinner now t
In the late hours, shadows danced in the dimly lit room. The air was still. Jemma lay sprawled on her stomach across the bed, gripped in a book. Her tousled hair cascaded over the pillow, framing her face. Her slender figure was draped comfortably across the bed, one leg bent upward while the other stretched out leisurely. Dressed in comfortable nightwear, she seemed relaxed, yet there was a hint of tension in her posture. The soft glow of the bedside lamp lighted the contours of her features, highlighting her quiet expression. As the familiar knock echoed through the room, Jemma's heart raced, but she remained frozen in place. Noah entered, cradling a glass of milk. His eyes fell upon her, a vision of beauty resting on the bed, absorbed in a book. Silently, he set the milk on the desk near the bed and took a seat at the bed's edge, his back turned to her. There was a tangible tension, an unspoken distance between them, both lost in their thoughts, yet so close and yet so far in tha
The party was hosted at the Luxury Dive, an opulent and lavish hotel that exuded luxury from every corner. As guests arrived, they were greeted by an array of stunning decorations that adorned the venue. As Yohan and Sara gracefully welcomed the arriving guests with warm smiles and charming greetings, the atmosphere buzzed with laughter and lively conversation. Jia, surrounded by her group of friends, giggled and chatted lively. Amidst the bustling crowd, all heads turned involuntarily as Jemma made her entrance into the hall. Dressed impeccably in an eye-catching purple midi dress, capturing the gaze of everyone in the room. Her poise and grace were impossible to ignore, and her radiance illuminated the space. The sheer magnetism she bled drew the eyes of the guests, leaving them unable to look away. Whispers of admiration and awe spread amongst the guests. Sara and Yohan welcomed Jemma with big smiles as she walked in. "Jemma, you look amazing!" Sara exclaimed, clearly impresse
It was late. Noah carefully tucked Jia into her bed and covered her with a blanket. Just then, Sara walked into the bedroom. Noah approached her, saying, "She's good, fast asleep. You should go rest, Mom." "This year, Yohan didn't give you any birthday gift. Take this as your gift," Sara said. "Mom..." Noah glanced at the papers in confusion. Sara passed them to Noah and explained, "Yohan signed these. Once you sign, everything will be yours." Noah squinted at the documents. "Mom, even you?" Sara looked down, feeling conflicted. "My gift is still pending, Jimmy. I... need to tell you something." "If you're here to tell me to take back the Brooklyn Group, then you've got it wrong," Noah interrupted firmly. "No, Jimmy. Whatever's going on with the Brooklyn Group is between you and Yohan. I don't want to be in the middle of that. But what I need to tell you is something..." Sara tried to explain. "Where's Uncle?" Noah interrupted her. "He's in the study," Sara replied. Noah g
It was four o'clock in the morning when Sara quietly entered the master bedroom. The room was dimly lit, and she noticed Yohan standing near the glass wall, his silhouette outlined against the faint light. He was drinking and smoking. Yohan caught a glimpse of Sara's reflection, prompting him to swiftly extinguish his cigarette. He quickly finished his whiskey in one go, placing the empty glass down, and then turned to face her. Tucking his hands into his pockets, he regarded her with his eyes, reddened and darkened. Sara approached Yohan with slow, weak steps, her eyes red and swollen from crying. Gripping his collar, she questioned him with a heavy, hoarse voice, "Who are you to decide for me to leave you and go? Is the Brooklyn Group and Kevin's will more important to you than your wife? Did you even think before declaring your decision?" Yohan attempted to explain, but Sara cut him off, "What's my fault? What's my son's fault in all this? Did Jimmy ask yo
"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..