Matthew froze in his tracks, and I could feel him sway, just a little.I instinctively reached out to steady him. "Matthew!"He turned to face me, his expression tense. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"I thought about what Hayden had said, but I couldn't bring myself to tell Matthew the truth. So, I played it off with a casual shrug. "I was just curious. No big deal."The smile vanished from his face, and the way he looked at me sent a cold chill down my spine."Rea, your parents' car accident was exactly that—an accident. I went to the scene myself. The police were there, and there's a full investigation report," Matthew said, his voice serious.I hadn't been at the scene back then. I didn't know the details firsthand.Matthew had kept me away, told me not to come. He didn't want me to see something so awful, and I knew he was trying to protect me. But still, it left me with this lingering regret that never really went away."If you have doubts or don't believe me, y
"Alright," I nodded, then turned to Lindey. "We're heading out."She gave me a quick look, clearly sensing something was up. Her eyes flicked upstairs, probably wondering what had gone down between me and Matthew, but she didn't push it. "Drive safe."Hayden and I slid into the car, and right as I was about to turn the key, he pressed his hand over mine, stopping me. "What's up?" he asked, his tone all gentle but definitely not letting it go."Nothing, we talked about my parents," I admitted, not even trying to dodge it."You asked about the accident, didn't you?" He nailed it, like he always did.I gave a dry laugh. "Yeah, looks like you're rubbing off on me. I had to know.""And?" he pushed, not dropping it.Remembering Matthew's words, I started the car and hit the gas, giving Hayden the answer. "It was just an accident."As we pulled away from the Johnston residence, I added, "There are official reports and everything."Hayden didn't push any further. We drove in silence,
Holding hands, hugging, and kissing—each came with a price. That was the deal I made with Pete, that creep, during our first meeting at the coffee shop.So when Hayden mentioned "charging" for a kiss, he definitely knew about that.That night, after he gave Pete a serious beating, I had a feeling there was more to the story—something Hayden never bothered to fill me in on.Honestly, I had no idea what to even say to him at this point.But instead of kissing me, Hayden just grabbed my hand and pulled me, dragging me out of the crowd as we bolted—sprinting through the bustling streets.It was the first time I'd ever run through a place that packed. People stared in confusion, not sure why we were running, but still stepping aside like we were parting the sea or something.So there we were, in the middle of the busy street, the crowd parting for us as Hayden led the way. He held my hand tight, glancing back every now and then. The whole thing felt surreal, like some scene straight o
"Then try it," Hayden said, pushing his cheese tart toward my mouth.I instinctively turned my head, but he raised it again, giving me that look that said he wasn't letting it go until I took a bite.With a sigh, I gave in and took a bite.Honestly, it wasn't bad, but it didn't come close to the sweet fruit tarts I had. Definitely not worth trading for.Still, with Hayden watching me so closely, I forced a smile and mumbled through a mouthful of cheese tart, "It's really good.""I wanna try yours, too," he said, completely ignoring his own tart.Without even thinking, I shoved the strawberry tart behind my back like some kid guarding their favorite candy.Hayden cracked up. "Relax, I just want a bite, not the whole thing. Look at you, freaking out. You're being really stingy."Okay, maybe I was being a little dramatic. It was just a tart.Fine, he could have some.I pulled out the box of mini fruit tarts. Five in total, all different flavors. "Here, take your pick."But Hayd
I spotted a dessert truck and made a beeline for it, ordering my go-to—iced coffee jelly.Hayden glanced at my cup, frowning."What? You don't like it?" I asked, smirking."Too much cold stuff's bad for your stomach," he said, all serious.I laughed. "Wow, look at you being all considerate. Are you sure you've never had a girlfriend before?""Nope," he said, totally confident.I shot him a look, totally not buying it."I've got a little sister to take care, so I know some things," he added, and I paused mid-bite.Wait, what? He has a sister?He'd never mentioned her before.Suddenly, these lyrics popped into my head—'Talkin' all that, but I know you're caught.'Every girl's just "like a sis"?'Boy, you ain't slick, can't play me like this.'It was like Hayden could read my mind because he quickly said, "My actual sister. Same mom, same dad."I turned my attention back to my coffee jelly, taking another bite. "You've never mentioned her.""I just never found the right m
I didn't even bother asking who she was. With that tight dress and way too much makeup, it was obvious she wasn't his real girlfriend—just some fling for the night.Once Steve was gone, I glanced back at my coffee jelly, only to realize Hayden had eaten the rest."Let's grab something else," Hayden said, not the least bit apologetic.I clenched my jaw. "Sure, whatever."He dragged me over to a food truck selling some kind of soup, and this time, he ordered two bowls. At least he didn't steal from mine again—probably because it was not cold food.So, it wasn't even about him liking the coffee jelly. He just didn't want me to eat too much of it..This guy could be so annoying, but I had to admit—he was weirdly thoughtful.After we finished the soup, we kept walking, passing stalls selling vintage clothes, handmade crafts, and potted plants.At some point, I ended up grabbing two flower pots for Hayden. "Your place is seriously dead. Thought these might liven it up a bit.""Oh, s
Jace's expression mirrored mine—totally frozen.Ever since we broke up, it seemed like every time we crossed paths, it was some messy, dramatic scene that left us both pissed.And now, here I was, laughing and messing around with Hayden, while he had Tanya glued to his side.This was the same Jace who swore up and down he was done with her. Honestly, the whole "guys and their lying tongues" thing? Never felt more real.I only hesitated for a second before forcing myself to look away. Some people are just better off not seen. Out of sight, out of mind, right?Hayden, on the other hand, acted like Jace wasn't even in the room. He gently took my hand—not to grab my phone this time, but to say, "If you wanna take pics, just ask. I'll make sure I look good."His voice had that teasing vibe, the kind that made you wonder if there was something more going on. For a second, it almost felt like we were couple.That must've set Jace off because he stormed forward. "Rea, come outside with
As I listened to Tanya and the nurse chat, I found out she'd taken a nasty fall at the amusement park earlier today, messing with her pregnancy.In the end, something did happen to her. But really, who was she gonna blame? 'You reap what you sow' fits her situation perfectly.After the nurse got her IV set up, Tanya and Jace sat down right across from Hayden and me.It was clear Jace wasn't about to let this go tonight.At first, he didn't say anything, just glared in our direction.Hayden and I acted like he didn't even exist. But we both knew he wasn't gonna stay quiet forever.Sure enough, barely two minutes passed before Jace spoke up, his voice dripping with accusation. "Rea, what's the deal with bringing him back to my home tonight?"I'd already guessed he was gonna lose it over what happened this evening, and he just proved me right.I stayed calm, my face blank. "It means I'm starting a new life."Jace let out a scoff, his eyes flicking disdainfully toward Hayden. "Wit
Lena had been feigning sleep so perfectly, yet who would’ve thought Aaron would pull a move like this? What was she supposed to do now? She didn’t dare move. Any movement would make things even more awkward. So, she kept up the act, letting Aaron carry her upstairs and open her bedroom door. Her face was pressed against his chest, so she discreetly opened her eyes, but all she could see was his white shirt and catch the clean, refreshing scent of pinewood on him. Yes, pinewood. It wasn’t the scent of makeup, nor was it perfume. Did this mean he hadn’t hugged Xandra? That nothing intimate had happened between them? The thought barely crossed her mind before she mentally rolled her eyes at herself. What are you thinking? If he hugged or kissed his girlfriend, wouldn’t that be completely normal? Lena, come to your senses! This is your Uncle Aaron. Whether he’s part of the Ace family or not, he’s still your Uncle Aaron. Uncle Aaron… As she repeated the title in her mind
"You silly girl, what nonsense are you spouting?" Briana gave Lena a light slap on the arm. "Mom, if I marry Uncle Aaron, then he won’t have a reason to leave, right? Isn’t that a good thing?" Lena continued to test the waters. "Good thing? What good is there in that? Do you have any idea how many people would gossip about you, me, and the Ace family if that happened?" Briana’s concerns mirrored Lena’s own fears. "But Uncle Aaron has already stated that he’s no longer part of the Ace family. Who would still have anything to say?" Lena argued, trying to persuade her mother. Briana shook her head. "People will always find something to gossip about. Even if he’s not part of the Ace family, they’ll still wag their tongues." "Didn’t you always say, ‘Walk your own path and let others talk’? Let them say what they want. It’s not like we’re losing a piece of flesh," Lena quipped, spouting her own brand of twisted logic. Briana finally realized something was off. She twisted Lena’s
"I'm just amazed that pregnancy has made you smarter. Most people say pregnancy makes women forgetful for three years," Hayden teased Keira with a rare grin. Keira gave him a gentle kick. "Did Aaron ask you to pass on his thoughts?" "No, it's just what I think," Hayden replied earnestly. He would never lie to her. Keira sighed softly. "Love between two people isn’t something outsiders can meddle with. But maybe Aaron’s actions today will help Lena realize what’s in her heart." "Let’s wait and see," Hayden said, finishing the massage before applying lotion and stretch mark cream to Keira's belly. "Baby, give Dad a little kick," Hayden said, stroking her belly. Right after he spoke, the baby really did kick. Keira couldn’t help but laugh; this little one was so obedient to their dad. "Just a few kicks, alright? Mommy needs to sleep, so don’t bother her," Hayden instructed. The baby obediently kicked a few more times before settling down. Keira was curious. "I think our ba
Keira stared at the messages Lena had just sent her. She could sense something was up, so she immediately called her, but Lena declined the call. Instead, she replied with another message: [I’m at my grandparents’ house, and my mother is here too.] Keira had no choice but to keep texting her: [Did Aaron upset you today?] Lena sent Keira a string of ellipses. That endless row of dots made her even more curious. [What happened exactly?] Keira pressed. Lena replied: [He brought his girlfriend home today.] After sending that message, she also sent Keira a screenshot of a payment receipt and added: [Spot the highlight.] Keira zoomed in on the image and finally noticed the note: Name Change Fee. [Wow, how generous! 600,000 dollars just for a name change fee. What did you call her to make it worth that much?] Keira was shocked. Lena then sent Keira a voice message, explaining the situation in detail. At the end, she added: [He used to tell me how long he’d liked me, but now he’s
"Aaron, I want to add Lena on WhatsApp." Xandra actually asked Aaron, gently tugging on his sleeve with a delicate and endearing expression that made her look pitifully lovable. Aaron glanced at her, his gaze filled with a warmth Lena was all too familiar with. Once upon a time, he had looked at her the same way. Now, he could look at other women like that. So, never believe a man when he says things like, I've liked you for years. "If you want to add her, then add her," Aaron's approval made Xandra look at him with delight. Lena, however, truly didn’t want to add her. She and Xandra weren’t close, and they likely wouldn’t ever be. Lena didn’t enjoy socializing with strangers, so she smiled faintly. "Aren’t you afraid I might tell her something about you, Uncle Aaron?" Aaron’s gaze turned cold and distant, his voice calm. "There’s nothing about me that Xandy can’t know." Ha! Lena sneered inwardly. If that were the case, why had he just warned her earlier? Double stand
Under the table, Lena felt her mother's foot nudge her—a clear signal: Let Xandra win. Lena gritted her teeth. Why was everyone fawning over a girlfriend who hadn’t even officially joined the family? Annoyed, she huffed inwardly. The more you tell me to lose, the harder I’ll fight to win. The game began, and Lena’s starting hand was exceptional—practically a heavenly draw. She was only one card away from winning while the others still struggled with mismatched cards. It seemed like an easy victory was in the cards for her. But then, as if under a spell, her luck took a sharp turn. None of the cards she needed showed up. Worse, every time she reached for a card, Xandra would intercept it with a call, blocking her progress entirely. As the rounds continued, even her mother, Briana, reached a ready hand, while Lena was still stuck with the same cards she started with. Soon, her grandmother joined the fray, and eventually, even Xandra declared readiness. Three players were now
Lena’s heart fluttered in panic. Why was he standing here? Had he overheard what she’d said earlier? There was no use regretting it now. She could only pretend he hadn’t heard anything and called out, trying to sound natural, “Uncle!” She had just given herself a pep talk in the bathroom, but seeing him standing so close now, her heartbeat still faltered. Aaron’s deep, starry eyes fixed on her. “Xandy is very simple and innocent. She doesn’t take well to certain things. I trust you understand what I mean?” Lena’s chaotic heartbeats suddenly settled. So this was why he had waited for her—to make sure she wouldn’t tell Xandra about his past feelings for her. A strange, sharp pain twisted in her chest, so intense it stole her breath for a moment. Clenching her fist by her side, she pinched herself hard to suppress the ache and avoid showing any emotion. “What ‘certain things’ are you referring to, Uncle? I don’t believe there’s anything you’ve shared with me that’s worth m
“Come here,” Deborah called, motioning for Lena to approach. She introduced her to Xandra with a cheerful smile. “The two of you may be the same age, but from now on, you must properly call her your aunt. Understand?” Xandra’s face flushed red. “There’s no need for that. Just call me Xandy.” Nervously, she tugged at Aaron’s sleeve. He glanced at her before responding calmly, “Our family values etiquette. Generational hierarchy matters.” Etiquette? Wasn’t this just a ploy to make her call Xandra “Aunt”? Was he in such a rush to give her a title to avoid any misunderstandings? Whether it was to clarify things for Xandra or to distance himself from her, Lena couldn’t help but feel a petty frustration bubbling up. Fine. If Aaron wanted her to say it, she would. “Aunt Xandra,” Lena said, her tone neutral but deliberate. Xandra’s face turned even redder. “No, really, you can just call me Xandy.” “I should call you that, and it’s not for free. As my elder, you owe me a red e
“Mr. Ace, why the sudden preference for plain water?” Elaine asked as she poured a glass. “It’s not for me. It’s for Xandy,” Aaron replied, his eyes flicking toward Lena, who kept her head down, still rinsing the same tomato. Elaine chuckled. “Your girlfriend is very pretty. She seems like a sweet and kind young lady. I bet your parents can finally relax now.” “Mm, everyone can be at ease,” Aaron replied, his tone carrying a subtle undertone. Lena didn’t lift her head, but she heard the implication clearly. “Not just at ease—happy too,” Elaine said as she handed him the glass of water. Taking it, Aaron thanked her. “Thank you, Elaine.” Then he left the kitchen. Elaine watched him go, sighing wistfully. “His parents have been waiting for this day for so long.” Turning back, she noticed Lena was still rinsing the same tomato—again. Elaine reached over and turned off the faucet. “Miss Lena, if you keep washing that tomato, it’s going to lose all its skin,” she teased.