I decided to take the plunge—entering the last three digits of their birthdays.It felt too obvious, but Matthew and Lindey always seemed to favor Jace a bit more, so I started with his numbers, then Wayne's.As I typed in the last digit, my heart felt like it was about to explode. I couldn't even hear anything over the pounding in my chest.Edward was only ten meters away. I didn't dare look at him. I was locked on the screen, praying it would work.Suddenly, the "Private" label blinked to life. The password had worked. And right there, the destination popped up: Serenity Retreat.I knew that place. It was one of the three wellness centers I'd researched. After all that effort, I finally had the answer I needed—those two crucial words.I quickly reached to close the navigation history just as Edward opened the door.His eyes immediately flicked to my hand and then to the screen. My hand was trembling, and sweat was starting to trickle down my back."Rea, what are you doing?" h
Matthew and Lindey had always been so good to me—so good that even thinking about doubting them made me feel guilty.But now, even Lena was starting to suspect something.It felt like my heart was free-falling from the sky, crashing into a pit of panic I couldn't escape."I need to find out the truth."The more uncertain things got, the more desperate I was to know. Not just for my dad, but to clear Matthew's name—if he was innocent.Lena didn't say much, just gave me a small nod. "Whatever happens, I've got your back."Her words hit me harder than I expected, like she already knew what I might uncover.But I couldn't stop until I found the truth.After leaving the ER, I stepped outside to catch a cab. To my surprise, Edward was still there. He stood a little ways off, clutching the meds he'd bought me, his phone glued to his ear."...Yeah, she accessed the car's display... said she was just looking for music..."My entire body went cold, even with the sun beating down on me.
The silence between Lindey and me was suffocating.I was just about to come up with an excuse to end the call when Lindey's voice cut through, trembling with anger. "Matthew's like this because of that bitch. For that alone, I'll never forgive her."She was practically spitting the words out. I had never heard Lindey sound so vicious before. It sent a chill down my spine, leaving me completely speechless."Rea," she said, "when you can, visit Matthew more often. You're the only one who can give him some peace."Her words weighed heavy on me, but I agreed.After the call ended, I leaned back in my car seat, feeling completely drained, like something was crushing my chest, making it hard to breathe.When I got home, I curled up on the couch, my mind racing, trying to piece everything together.Everything pointed to Thorsten. But the connection between him and Matthew—their business ties—and the fact that Thorsten's location was password-protected? That just made things feel even m
"I don't know!" Hayden answered briskly.I laughed. "You don't know, but you showed up at my door anyway?"He finished chopping and tossed the veggies onto a plate. "The old lady downstairs told me. She was like, 'Your girlfriend's back.'"I froze for a second, caught off guard.Sipping my tea, I watched Hayden work with quiet admiration.Suddenly, he turned and caught me staring. "What? Why are you giving me that look?"I smiled lightly. "Just wondering if you're stalking me."His eyebrows shot up. "What?""I'm kidding, chill. I know you've got better things to do," I teased, wandering back into the living room.After a few more sips of tea, I set my cup down and started scrolling through my phone. Before I knew it, my eyes started getting heavy. I fell asleep fast.Then the nightmare hit. Darby grabbed me, and Thorsten Drago was there, telling him to kill me. A knife flashed, and I thrashed, trying to escape..."Kiki! Kiki, wake up..."I jerked awake, my heart pounding, b
Sometimes, girls put in effort to look good for someone they care about. At that moment, I realized I cared about Hayden.After washing my hands, I stepped out of the bathroom. Sure enough, Hayden came over, ready to help.I brushed it off, trying to seem chill. "I'm good."He didn't push, just followed me to the table. Along with the risotto, spinach, and chicken breast he'd mentioned, there were a few more sides and a fruit platter that made the whole spread look even more tempting."Your sister must be really lucky," I said. It was my way of acknowledging his effort.He didn't respond, and I remembered his sister's heart condition. A random thought popped into my head. "Where's your family from? Where does your sister live?"Hayden glanced at me, staying quiet.I grinned, biting my spoon. "What, are you afraid I'm gonna hunt her down?""Pencetown. It's near Chiverton," he finally answered, offering more than I expected.I nodded. "I got some unexpected time off. My boss dec
That evening, I left home. Hayden wasn't around—his windows were completely dark.By the time Wayne called, I was already at the train station, sitting in the waiting room.I decided against flying. Took the high-speed rail instead. Sure, it was a couple hours longer, but I liked the idea of staying grounded. It felt safer."Rea, your car's fixed. Where are you? I can drop it off," Wayne's voice came through, warm as always.I glanced around the station—people were either glued to their phones or zoned out. "Just leave it at the shop. I'll pick it up later."There was a pause. I could feel his concern before he spoke again. "The mechanic said your car was tampered with."My stomach dropped, even though I knew it already—it was me who arranged the whole thing."Seriously?" I faked surprise."Has anyone else driven it recently?" Wayne asked, sounding more worried now.I bit my lip, trying to think fast, but Wayne jumped in before I could. "Whoever did it wasn't trying to hurt yo
This place was seriously a hidden gem, like the perfect spot for a low-key getaway.I was zoned out, taking in the courtyard's beauty, when a soft voice snapped me back. "Um, miss, are you looking for someone?"I turned to see a girl, probably around my age, standing there in a simple white dress. Her long braid draped over her shoulder, and her eyes? They sparkled like the place itself."You're Miss Hart, right?" I asked, already knowing I was right.She looked surprised. "Yeah, that's me. Are you here to see... my brother?"Yep, definitely Hayden's sister. She didn't exactly look like him, but they both had that annoyingly good-looking thing going on.While Hayden had this rugged, tough vibe, Yuna's was softer—like she was made of sunshine and fresh air."Yeah, I'm a friend of Hayden's," I said with a smile, reaching out my hand.Yuna hesitated for a sec, like she wasn't expecting me, but then shook my hand with both of hers, all polite. "I'm Yuna Hart."She seemed a little
"Thanks for loving my brother, for accepting him!"Yuna's voice was soft but full of emotion as she handed me the tea with this careful, almost formal gesture. Her eyes shimmered like she was holding back tears.My chest tightened a bit, but I still grinned. "You act like Hayden's unlovable or something."Yuna gave a little pout, and I took the tea from her, sipping it. The taste hit me—sweet, light, and almost magical. Way better than anything I'd had before."Keira, Hayden doesn't look for girlfriends because of me," Yuna said, her voice quieter now. "He's scared that whoever he marries might not like me... might hate me for being sick."I could tell she hesitated, unsure if Hayden had even told me. She was probably worried that knowing about her illness might change how I saw him—like it'd be too much baggage or something.I took another sip, letting the warmth settle inside me. "Do I seem like the kind of person who'd judge someone for being sick? Especially someone as sweet
Lena didn’t need to turn around to recognize the voice—she had just heard it last night. "Aunt Xandra," Lena greeted Xandra, who approached her excitedly. "It really is you!" Xandra looked at Ron in surprise. "Cousin, so Lena is your girlfriend?" Ron raised an eyebrow. "Why is she calling you ‘Aunt Xandra’?" Xandra blushed slightly, and Lena explained, "She’s my uncle’s girlfriend." "Oh? What a coincidence. Looks like we’re about to become one big happy family," Ron teased, his tone laced with amusement. Lena hadn’t expected to run into Xandra there. Fortunately, her relationship with Ron was fake—otherwise, things would get complicated. If she called Xandra "Aunt Xandra" while Xandra called Ron "Cousin," their family connections would become a mess. "Your uncle will be here soon. I’m waiting for him," Xandra said cheerfully, making Lena’s head ache. Why did she keep running into Aaron wherever she went? There was no avoiding him. "Well, you wait here. We’re heading i
Perhaps he had made the announcement and left early to avoid any awkward encounters. Lena’s mind spun with possibilities as she made her way downstairs and into the courtyard. "Good morning, my dearest Grandpa, Grandma, and Mother." Their moods were bright, so she decided to match their cheerfulness. "Awake already?" her grandmother responded first. Lena ran over to her, wrapping her arms around her shoulders and planting a kiss. "Grandma, you smell amazing." "Of course I do! I used the perfume Xandra gave me—it’s from the Little Carriage collection. Isn’t it divine?" her grandmother replied with a proud smile. The "Little Carriage" her grandmother referred to was a designer perfume brand. Her grandmother had always loved dressing up, doing her makeup, and using YSL international perfumes. Xandra clearly knew how to cater to her tastes. No doubt Aaron had told her exactly what to buy. Lena moved over to Briana, wrapping her in a hug as well and lowering her voice to ask
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