Oh, crap. How could I forget about that?But I had nothing to feel guilty about, so I denied it immediately. "It wasn't a molestation—it was a bogus accusation.""Really?" Hayden's eyes were locked on mine, clearly waiting for me to spill the details.So, I told him about the time I accidentally knocked Brad over and how he completely overreacted, making it sound like I'd assaulted him. I ended with, "That little punk's just full of himself. Like I'd be interested."Hayden didn't miss a beat. "So, what's your type then? Older guys? Or the mature and steady kind?"I glanced at his serious expression and felt the urge to mess with him. Leaning in a bit closer, I smirked. "I like your type... rough and hard."His Adam's apple bobbed as soon as I said it.Great, I'd gone and flirted with him. Again.Just when I was about to pull back, I heard him murmur, "And how do you know I'm hard?"Oh, God. My face went beet red.I'd always thought Hayden was this innocent guy, but with that
I watched him, his face all flushed, a couple of beads of sweat on his nose. I couldn't help but smile.He turned away, clearly trying to recover, so I focused back on the road, deciding not to push my luck.The whole "hard" thing had left us both too stunned to speak.After a few awkward minutes, I remembered what he said about spending time together and decided to break the silence. "So, where do you wanna go?""Do you have plans this afternoon?" Hayden asked."Nope!" I answered way too fast, sounding like I was way too excited or something.Hayden's serious look melted into a smile. "Cool. I've got somewhere I wanna take you."I decided to stay quiet this time, trying to play it cool."I'll set the navigation. Just follow it," he said, like I'd already agreed.We ended up on the outskirts of town, in this remote area with nothing but overgrown grass and a lake shimmering in the distance."What are we doing here? Thinking of clearing some land and starting a farm?" I joked.
I never knew I could laugh like that—as if I was a kid again. Even in my twenties, I was spinning and giggling like a little girl.But after all that twirling, I got so dizzy I could barely stand. I ended up leaning against Hayden's chest. That's when it hit me—this had to be one of his little tricks."When you were little, you loved being spun around like this," Hayden whispered in my ear.I'd met Hayden when I was so young that my memories of those days were fuzzy at best.Curious, I asked, "What else did I like when I was little?""You liked being lifted high in the air and riding on my shoulders, pretending I was a horse," he said.My cheeks burned red.I tried to act skeptical. "I don't remember any of that. You could be making it all up, you know."He just smiled and went on, "You loved playing in the water, too. You'd jump around, splashing everywhere, soaking yourself from head to toe.""Anything else?" I asked, getting more interested.If people were like computers,
Hayden let me turn his face any way I wanted and kept going, "Do you know what you said back then?""I don't know, and you're totally making this up," I protested, refusing to believe I'd been that shameless as a kid."You said it was like stamping a seal on me. That after you kissed me, I was yours. And when you grew up, you'd marry me. You even made me promise not to marry anyone else." He paused for dramatic effect, then suddenly leaned down, bringing his face closer to mine."Kiki, I've followed your orders. I'm in my thirties now, and I've never been in a relationship. Never liked another girl, never even held another girl's hand. I've waited for you all this time, so you've got to take responsibility for me," he said, sounding so earnest and pitiful that I felt guilty just hearing him.I always thought Jace was my childhood friend, but now I realized I was wrong.Hayden was my real childhood sweetheart—the one who, despite the little time we'd had together, managed to leave
Whoa. I froze. That came out of nowhere.Hayden wasn't just bold—he was downright blunt.My heart was hammering, and before I could even process it, I blurted, "Why?"He swallowed, his throat bobbing. "I just don't want to be away from you."It was so simple, almost too honest. I guess when you're into someone, it's like you can't stand to be apart, even for a minute."But I'm not the kind of girl who just casually does stuff like that," I said, not even thinking about it.Hayden's face tightened, and his ears turned this cute shade of pink. It was kind of hilarious how he could be so straightforward yet blush so easily."I didn't mean it like that," he said, tripping over his words. "I just... I want to be with you."I bit my lip, trying not to laugh. Seeing him all flustered made me want to mess with him more. "So, you're saying you want to stay over, sleep in the same bed, but, like, just talk under the covers?"He cleared his throat. "Pretty much.""Can you promise that?"
The way Hayden looked at me made my whole body feel like it was on fire.I thought back to teasing him last time, the way he'd tried to keep his cool. Lena's words echoed in my mind."Hayden, have you ever done it with anyone else?" He'd told me he'd never even had a girlfriend, but I needed to hear it again.His gaze darkened. "...No."That word made my heart skip a beat. "But do you want to?"His jaw clenched, and then suddenly, everything went dark as his lips crashed into mine.When Hayden's breath turned ragged, I already knew his answer.But he didn't push further. Instead, he rested his forehead against mine. "How long are you gonna keep testing me, or are you just trying to torture me?"Seeing his restraint, the way his desire fought with self-control, I reached up to touch his face. "Do you really want this? Is it just me?"Jace's casual rejection still haunted me, and I realized how deeply it had scarred me."Yeah," he panted, "only you."I closed my eyes, feeling
What happened to Jace?Why was he covered in blood?Was he hurt?Dreams like this usually mean something. The night before my parents' car accident, I had a terrible nightmare—I dreamt my two front teeth fell out, blood pouring everywhere. I woke up crying hysterically.The next day, my parents were gone forever.A wave of panic hit me so hard I barely noticed Hayden watching me.It wasn't until he reached out and gently wiped the cold sweat from my forehead that I snapped out of it. "Did you have a nightmare?"His words pulled me back to reality, making me realize he'd heard me calling Jace's name in my sleep.I didn't want him to get the wrong idea, so I said, "I dreamt Jace was standing by the bed, covered in blood. I kept asking what happened, but he wouldn't answer.""It's okay. Dreams are usually the opposite of reality. If you're worried, you can call him now," Hayden said, surprising me.Shouldn't he be upset right now?If it were Jace, he'd definitely be jealous.I
If there was no issue with the park itself, then the problem had to be with Jace.Thinking back to the nightmare and why I called, I asked, "Is this about Jace? Did something happen to him?"Wayne didn't answer right away. There was a pause before he finally spoke. "If you're worried, you should ask him yourself."Classic Wayne—cutting through the nonsense. Nobody's really clueless, after all.His words left me at a loss.Not wanting to make things awkward, he quickly added, "I just mean that even though you guys aren't together anymore, you've been like family for so long."I gave a small, humorless laugh. "Yeah, I'm just worried about making Tanya jealous."Wayne chuckled too."Rea, let's grab lunch sometime," Wayne suggested.Since he'd just said we were like family, I didn't see a reason to say no.After hanging up, I let out a sigh of relief. Looked like Jace wasn't in any trouble after all.But it was still weird that I'd had that dream. Was it because of what he'd ask
Lena: “...” Who said that just because someone delivers vegetables, the garden is guaranteed to have a bountiful harvest? She glanced at Ron, silently signaling for help. He immediately understood—but instead of refusing on her behalf, he reached out, took her hand, and assisted his grandmother in slipping the bracelet onto her wrist. Lena: “...” She had wanted him to help her reject it! Why was he helping her wear it instead? "If you don’t accept it, my grandma will think you don’t like me and will scold me," Ron whispered, his fingers gently pressing against her hand. Then he lowered his voice even more and added, "Be good." His words weren’t loud, but they were just enough for everyone to hear. Lena shuddered. The sheer cheesiness of it sent a wave of goosebumps across her skin. Left with no other choice, she forced out a polite, "Thank you, Grandpa and Grandma." As she spoke, she unintentionally lifted her gaze—and locked eyes with Aaron. Bright sunlight streamed
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