(Allison's POV) I wished this was just my imagination. I wished it was merely a hallucination that my family had seen me hugging Scott, but it wasn’t imagination, nor was I hallucinating. “What’s going on here?” Aunt Hilda asked, trying hard not to believe what she had just witnessed. I quickly rushed to her. “Aunt Hilda, I can explain—” My words were cut short by a slap from her, while Alex rushed to Scott and, with fury in his eyes, punched him in the face. Liam, who had seen it all, quickly got down from the mini car he had been playing with. “Aunt Hilda, why did you slap my Mummy? Uncle Alex, why did you slap my Daddy?” Liam asked, unaware that he was only adding fuel to the fire. Aunt Hilda and Alex gave me a disappointing look after Liam called Scott his Daddy. My heart ached as they stared at me. “Aunt—” I began, tears streaming down my face, but Aunt Hilda cut me off. “I don’t want to hear anything, Allison!” she yelled. I could see the tears threatening to spill from
(Allison's POV) "Where's Liam?" I asked Bonnie when I got home. "He's already sleeping. He kept asking too many questions about why you were crying, but I managed to put him to bed." "Thanks, Bonnie." "It's nothing. Were you able to talk to your family? What did they say?" Bonnie asked. Tears streamed down my face as I sank onto the sofa. "They refused to believe me, Bonnie. They threw me out, thinking I’m having an affair with Scott," I poured out my pain, and Bonnie quickly sat beside me. "You can’t blame them, Allison. You told them you weren’t on speaking terms with Scott, and suddenly they saw you with him. They have every reason to think that way. He’s not just anyone but the man you used to love—your first love." "But it’s all in the past now. They should’ve at least listened to me. I know I was wrong for lying to them, but I was only doing what any mother would do. I granted my son’s wish to have a father. I just wanted Liam to be happy," I said, sniffing. I didn’t bla
(Scott's POV) I stood there like a lifeless being, not even moving an inch from where I was standing. It was as if the earth had stopped moving, and I became stiff on the ground. Allison went after Stefan, caring less if I was here. She went after a man who wasn’t even her fiancé, caring less about how it was going to make me feel. It hurt so much. It ached my heart to see her running after another man. My heart was in so much pain, as if it was being pierced heartlessly with a sharp rod. I held my heart just to suppress the pain, but it stung even more, with my tears spilling down from my eyes, even though I had done my best to stop them from falling. Why can’t she see I regret what I did six years ago? I was just so desperate—desperate to have my own stand so I wouldn’t continue being a laughingstock in the eyes of my dad and his illegitimate family. I loved her then, and I still love her now. How should I make her realize that she is the only woman I have ever loved, and tha
(Writer's POV) Bonnie drove back home after leaving Liam in the care of Aunt Hilda. As she got out of the car, she saw Alex sitting on the doorstep of her house, his head bowed. He was the one who had called her earlier, which was why Bonnie had left Liam with Aunt Hilda to come and see him. She let out a deep sigh before calling his name. "Alex." Alex lifted his head, his eyes misty from the pain of Allison's betrayal. He had trusted his sister deeply, and it shattered him to know she was on speaking terms with Scott after everything she had been through. "Bonnie," he muttered. He stood up, and before Bonnie could say a word, he hugged her. She was startled at first, but understanding the state he was in, she let Alex hug her until his emotions settled. "Are you not going home?" Bonnie asked when they were inside her house. "Can I spend the night?" he asked. "Of course, you can. You're Allison's younger brother; it's my responsibility to look after you as a big sister," Bonnie
(Scott's POV) I stared hard at the house in front of me, contemplating whether I should step out of my car or not. I had inquired about Aunt Hilda’s address with the determination to speak with her, but now that I was here, I felt too scared to leave the safety of my car—too scared to face the anger in her eyes. But this was for Allison and Liam. I had come here to make things right. With that thought in mind, I got out of the car and walked toward the door. Pressing the doorbell, I waited. It rang, but no one came to open the door. "Aren’t they home?" I mumbled, pressing the doorbell again. This time, Liam opened the door. His eyes lit up with joy as soon as he saw me. "Daddy!" he exclaimed excitedly, running into my arms. I scooped him up and held him close. "How are you doing, Liam?" I asked. "I’m fine, Daddy," he replied, his joyful smile still lighting up his face. "That’s good to hear. Where’s your Mummy and Aunt Hilda?" I asked, wondering if he was home alone. "I haven’
( Allison's POV) "Please, Allie... love me back again," he sniffed, tears streaming down his face as his arms wrapped around me. His tears soaked my blouse, and I could feel them on my skin. He was crying because of me. Scott was begging me to love him again. I felt my heart ache at his plea. I was almost tempted to hug him back, but I remembered that I still hadn’t gained forgiveness from my family for lying to them. I pushed him away and wiped my tears before he could see them. "Please leave, Scott, and stop making it difficult for me." Just as I finished speaking, Aunt Hilda entered the house, and my heart sank in fear upon seeing her. "What the heck are you doing here?!" she demanded loudly on seeing Scott. "Good afternoon, Aunt," Scott greeted, attempting to step closer to her. He stopped midway when Aunt Hilda took a step back, her eyes filled with hatred. "Keep your greetings to yourself and answer my question. What are you doing here?!" She shouted, her eyes narrowin
(Allison's POV) “Mummy, is everything Aunt Hilda said true?” Liam asked again, his tears falling even more. My heart ached, and I didn’t know how I was going to tell him. Everything was happening too fast—my family finding out the truth to Stefan, and now Liam. I never wanted Liam to find out about any of this, but I couldn’t blame my aunt. She just had to pour out her emotions so Scott could understand why she hated him so much. “Liam...” I began, but Liam rushed back into the room before I could even say a word, and my heart broke even more. “Should I talk to him?” Aunt Hilda offered, stirred with guilt because Liam had found out what happened six years ago because of her. “No. I should be the one to talk to him,” I said, sniffling. “Should I come with you?” Stefan asked, and I shook my head. I went into the room and found Liam on the floor, his head buried in his thighs as he cried. He might only be five years old, but he is very sensitive, and little things hurt him. “Liam,
(Writer's POV) "Mummy, can we make a stop and get candies?" Anna's tiny voice lit up with excitement as her eyes glittered at the candy store. "No, you can't, Anna," her mom replied as she waited for the traffic signal to turn green. "But why not, Mummy?" Anna asked with a frown. "Didn't you just visit the dentist last week? Your intake of sugary things is too much. You need to take a break from candies if you want to grow nice teeth, okay?" her mom smiled at her. "Okay, Mummy," she uttered with a small frown before resting her head against the armrest of the car. But her brows furrowed in surprise when she saw Liam walking alone on the street. "Liam? Why is he walking all alone?" "Who is that, Anna?" her mom asked. "He's my classmate from school," Anna replied, pointing in the direction where Liam was walking. "Why is he walking alone on the street? Is he an orphan?" "No, Mummy. Liam tells me a lot about his Mummy and a little bit about his Daddy," Anna answered. "
(Allison's POV) Bonnie held her cheek as she looked at me in surprise. She hadn’t expected me to slap her—neither did I. But she had gone too far, and I needed to make her think straight because it was so obvious she had lost it. She even dared to sleep with my brother! “Did you just slap me?” she questioned. “Yes,” I answered firmly. “I slapped you, Bonnie, and I will do it over and over again if you don’t watch your tongue. I came here so I could talk to you, but it’s obvious you’ve gone mad. You should see a psychiatrist because that’s what you need!” I snapped at her and turned to leave, but Bonnie held my hand. “Allison,” her voice choked with tears. I turned to look at her, and she was already shedding tears. “You were right about Peter. He doesn’t love me like he claims he does. He’s gay, and he was just using me to hide the fact that he’s gay. I was just so heartbroken when I found out the truth from him, and I didn’t know how to face you because you’ve been right all a
(Allison's POV) I blushed hard as Scott slipped his hands around my waist. "Aren’t you becoming obsessed with me?" I simpered. "Yes. I’m madly obsessed with you," he whispered, kissing my cheeks, and I blushed even harder. "I’m going to try my best to make up for the times I wasn’t there for you," he whispered again, and I chuckled. "Aren’t you going to work?" I asked, even though I wanted him to stay at home with me. I didn’t have much to do at my clothing line, so I decided to take a day off from work. We had the house all to ourselves because Liam and Clara visited Aunt Hilda. "Work can wait. You’re more important than anything in the world." "Stop being cheesy." "Do you love it or hate it?" he murmured. I licked my lower lip with a smile. "I love it," I answered, and he kissed my cheek again with his hands hovering around me. "I want to eat you up right now… I just can’t get enough of you," he said as he turned me to face him. I blushed like a teenager in love. He pecke
(Writer's POV) "Do you want to eat lunch with us?" a group of female interns asked Alex, who had buried his head in his work. Alex lifted his head from his computer and smiled at them. "No, I can't. I have to finish my assignment." "We all have assignments to do, but that doesn't mean we can't go out to eat, right? Come on, Alex, join us, it's going to be my treat," one of them said while the rest nodded their heads, smiling at him. Alex is the most handsome one among the male interns, so every female interns wanted to bond with him. "I'm really sorry, but I can't. Maybe next time." "That's what you always say. Why can't you hang out with us? Do you have a girlfriend who is so toxic?" another asked. "I don't have a girlfriend," he muttered. "More reason you should hang out with us. You never know, you might like one of us," another said and the rest giggled. Alex looked at them and sighed. He knew it would be impossible for him to love another girl who isn't Bonnie.
(Writer's POV) Bonnie smiled sweetly as she designed the cake she had just baked with lots of love petals. She was planning on giving it to Peter because it was his birthday today. "I'm sure he's going to love it," she blushed. "What are you doing, Bonnie?" her mom asked when she entered the kitchen with her dad. Her parents came over to spend the weekend with her. "I'm baking a cake for Peter. It's his birthday today," she smiled. "Who's Peter?" her dad asked. "Peter is her boyfriend. The man she has refused to introduce to us," her mom answered on her behalf. "Mom, it's not like I don't want to introduce him to you. He's been busy and that's why I'm yet to introduce him to both of you," as always, she defended Peter. "No man is too busy for the woman he loves. If he really loves you, he would make time to be with you and get to know your family," her dad said. "Peter isn't like other men. Besides, he doesn't need to be with me every day before I can be convinced he loves me
(Scott's POV) I stared at Allison, waiting for her to say something, but she remained quiet, just staring back at me with eyes filled with guilt. "When you said you spent the night at Elena's house because she was having issues with her husband... was that a lie? Did you spend the night in his hotel suite—and kiss him?" I asked again, hoping she’d say something—anything at all. "Yes, she did, Scott," Stefan answered on her behalf. "She lied to you. Gosh, her lips were so soft when I kissed her. Tasted like vanilla," he added, clearly trying to provoke me. I fell for it and punched him in the face. Anger and jealousy surged through me knowing he had kissed Allison—my woman. When she said she’d been celibate after we broke up, I felt honored. It meant I was still the only man who had been privileged to kiss her, touch her, and do whatever I wanted with her body. But now, I’d just found out Stefan had kissed her. Stefan laughed, wiping the blood from his lips. "You're so piss
(Allison's POV) My aunt and my brother were beyond shocked when I told them how Stefan had lied about being crippled. Aunt Hilda and I had visited Alex in his condo, and I decided to tell them about it, but I left out the part where he tried to rape me. They wouldn't take it lightly, especially Alex. I didn't want more drama, which was why I deleted that part from our conversation. "I still can't believe Stefan could lie about being crippled. I thought he was a decent man," Aunt Hilda said, clicking her tongue. I also thought the same way, but now I understood who he truly is, behind the facade he was putting on. "I'm sure he did that just to get your attention, sis. Have you talked to him?" Alex asked. He wouldn't have asked such a question if I had told him Stefan tried to rape me. He would have been on his way to confront Stefan right now. I smiled and shook my head. Ever since the day he tried to rape me, I blocked his number. Scott had insisted we file a case agains
(Allison's POV) I tried to form words, but I couldn't find the right ones to say. There was no way I could tell my son I just had sex with his father. He was too young to hear such things, but Liam being Liam would always want to know everything. Scott, on the other hand, was speechless and didn't know what to say. We could have left the hot make-out session and love-making for the night, but I was just too overwhelmed to bury myself in him, especially since it had been six years since I felt the touch of a man. "Mummy, Daddy, why aren't you both saying anything? Why do you have swollen lips?" he asked, his eyes darting between me and his daddy. "Liam!" Elena exclaimed suddenly with a smile, and Liam's eyes shifted to her. "Don't you think you should show your parents the award you got in school? You were talking about it throughout the ride, right?" "You had an award in school?" Scott asked, playing along, and my innocent son fell for it. "Yes, Daddy! I got a gold medal
(Allison's POV) "Ouch," Scott whimpered as I treated the bruises on his face. "Don't be a crybaby," I said, purposely adding pressure as I tended to his wounds. "Ow! Allie! You're doing it on purpose, aren't you?" he laughed. "No, I'm not. You're the one who should stop being a crybaby," I rolled my eyes playfully. "Really? Crybaby, huh?" he said, then tickled me. I laughed and found myself sitting on his lap. We both stared at each other, smiling. I was over the moon that I was finally back together with Scott. What I did was unjust, but he was able to forgive me. If he hadn’t intervened, Stefan would’ve raped me. It's still hard to believe he was capable of that, judging from how nice he had been to me. But that doesn’t matter anymore. What mattered now was that I was back with the man who could tame my heart—no matter how badly he had crushed it. Scott's hand went to my hair, and he caressed it gently. "I love you, Allie," he whispered, and I blushed. "You’ve
(Scott's POV) I had just finished a meeting with clients from Australia when Clara rushed into my office, informing me about Allison and telling me how she had been taking care of Stefan, who was pretending to be crippled. She gave me the address of the hotel where she was staying, and due to my connection with the owner of the hotel, I was given the room number of the suite he was in. Before I could get to the door, I heard Allison screaming from inside as she begged Stefan to let her go. Forcefully pushing the door open, I found Stefan on top of Allison, trying to rape her. I grabbed him and flung him away, not caring where he'd land. My eyes locked on Allison. She knew I was angry and filled with disappointment over what she had done, so she couldn't bear to look at me. "Scott!" Stefan spat my name, and my angry eyes fixed on him. "How dare you interrupt my moment with Allison!" he raged and rushed towards me. He managed to land a punch on my face, but I returned the