Ugh, so awkward!I could practically feel the secondhand embarrassment radiating from Demi.She was definitely flustered, but she covered it with a laugh. "Sure thing, Mr. Hart, thanks a ton!"Demi set my bag down and rushed over to me, practically dragging me along as we sped away. Under her breath, she muttered, "Did Mr. Hart wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something? He's so moody today."I stayed quiet, but while Demi picked up on Hayden's harsh tone, I caught something different... Maybe he told her to get her own breakfast so she wouldn't trouble me.'Was he concerned about me?' The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I started worrying I was overthinking things, turning something small into a big deal."Let's sit separately," I suggested once we had our food, trying to avoid any more awkward encounters with Hayden after last night."Why? Wouldn't it be better to sit together? We can go over today's plans," Demi countered, using work as the perfect excuse I co
"You probably don't know this, but I've never been in a relationship before. I'm as pure as they come. Not like you, with your complicated love life—an ex-fiancé, that guy who keeps messing with your hair, and let's not forget Wayne." Hayden's voice was so calm it almost drove me crazy.I opened my mouth to snap back, but before I could get a word out, he dropped his gaze. "So, really, I should be the one worrying. If people find out we shared a room last night, they might think I'm not so innocent anymore.""Are you saying I ruined your precious purity?" I shot back, feeling my temper flare up."Not at all. You were very well-behaved last night—no improper advances toward me whatsoever," Hayden said, his tone dripping with fake innocence, like he was some damsel in distress and I was the sleazy villain who'd taken advantage of him.'Unbelievable. This guy is so full of it!' I fumed silently, too angry to even find the right words.I took my frustration out on the custard roll in
I stormed over to Hayden and demanded an explanation. "What's the deal? Why are we suddenly taking a break?""Two days off a week are government-mandated," Hayden replied, annoyingly calm. "Considering how tight our schedule is, one day off shouldn't be a big deal, right?"His calmness only made me more frustrated. "I get it, but we're up against a serious deadline here. I've already told you we have to meet it. Can't we just push the break back? I'll even pay you extra."Hayden didn't break eye contact, his gaze unwavering. "It's not about the money, Ms. Kay. We're not machines. People need rest if you want them to do good work."Ugh, he wasn't wrong, but this wasn't just any project.I exhaled slowly, trying to steady my nerves. "So you really need to rest today?""Yes," Hayden said, his tone leaving no room for argument. Knowing there was no winning this one, I turned to walk away."And you all need to rest too," he added.I spun around, my anger bubbling over as I shot him
"What's your deal? Are you seriously using our acquaintance and last night's incident to blackmail me?" I confronted Hayden."No," he said, but his eyes didn't quite meet mine.His guilty expression was all I needed to see. I clenched my fists, resisting the urge to punch him."I'm unfamiliar with this place. What's wrong with asking for your help? I've helped you before too," Hayden added, his tone softening, almost like he was trying to guilt-trip me.He was right. Debts had to be repaid, whether it was money or favors.I let out a sigh. "Okay, Mr. Hart, where do you want to go today? What do you need to buy? Just tell me, and I'll take you.""I want to check out some apartments," he said, catching me totally off guard.I blinked at him. "Looking for an apartment? Aren't you heading back once your work here is done?""I might not be going back, so I'm planning ahead," Hayden's words hit me like a sudden jolt.I couldn't explain it, but something about that felt off, unsettli
"You'll never get it to turn!""It's been rusted shut for years.""The ground's so hard now, the valve's practically buried."People were whispering among themselves, but I couldn't take my eyes off Hayden.I definitely didn't expect him to go full-on flat on the ground like that. His veins were popping out of his temples and arms as he pushed with everything he had, muscles straining under the effort.But even with all that, the valve wouldn't budge. His face started turning red from the strain."Young man, save your energy. A few strong guys already tried, and they couldn't get it," an older neighbor said, noticing how hard Hayden was pushing himself.I started feeling worried. "Hayden, maybe we should just leave it and call someone else to handle it."Just as I said that, Hayden suddenly relaxed, and with a calm tone, he said, "It's done."Then, in one quick move, he got up, casually brushing off the dirt and grime. "Let's head upstairs and check."Water was still pouring
It was weird. I hadn't blinked when dealing with that complicated lighting at the amusement park, but now? I felt like I was drowning."Don't trust me?" Hayden asked."It's not that, I just..." My eyes drifted over him—his shirt was covered in grime, and the cuffs of his pants were soaked through.Seeing him like that made guilt twist in my chest."I can handle it. Now hurry up," he said, reaching out to pat my head. "Be good."A shiver ran down my spine.Just recently, Wayne had done the same thing, but this was... different. Hayden's touch was warm, sweet, almost like something I'd been craving without realizing it.I couldn't put my finger on it, but it was there—this strange mix of comfort and longing that made me feel like I was on the edge of something new.His gaze was so soft, I had to look away. I practically sprinted out to get the supplies he needed. When I got back, he was already mopping up the water in the hallway.The floor inside, which had been flooded just a
My breath caught in my throat, and I couldn't move.Hayden stayed put too, his eyes locked on mine.We were staring straight into each other's eyes, totally frozen.Neither of us budged—no stepping closer, no pulling away.It was like I could feel our hearts racing together...Until some old lady's voice outside shattered the moment: "That new tenant's boyfriend sure knows how to clean. Look at that staircase!"Reality crashed down on me. I shoved Hayden away and bolted for the living room.But once I got there, I just stood around, totally clueless about what to do next. My mind was a total mess.Hayden followed me, breaking the silence with a casual, "Is this your parents' old place?"I paused, confused about how he knew that, until I noticed him standing by the wall where all our family photos were hung."You still look a lot like you did as a kid," he said, almost like he was stating the obvious.The wall was covered with my childhood awards and family portraits. In one
"Got any wet wipes?" Hayden asked. "Or another towel? I need to clean up."He was clutching my towel, but it was pretty obvious he wasn't about to use it on his dirty clothes."I've got some face towels," I offered, digging out a couple. "You can wet them and use them the same way."He hesitated, staring at the face towels like they were alien tech or something.I couldn't help but laugh. "Seriously? You've never seen these before?""Yeah, first time," he admitted, which somehow made him even more likable.It kinda made sense, though. He hadn't been in a relationship and didn't have any women in his life. And honestly, face towels were a pretty recent trend anyway."They're disposable face towels, mostly for women," I explained, wetting one and handing it to him.Hayden nodded, finally getting it, and started wiping the dirt off his clothes. As he did, I noticed a smudge on his shoulder, so I grabbed another towel and reached out to clean it off.The second I touched him, he t
"Got it!" Lena responded cheerfully. She washed her hands before sitting back down, picking up the utensils Aaron had prepared for her, and diving into her dumpling-and-dipping-sauce breakfast combo. "Uncle, why aren’t you eating?" She had already eaten two dumplings before realizing he hadn’t touched any. "I’m not hungry." Three words. Which meant he hadn’t eaten yet. "There’s too much food. I can’t finish it all by myself. Eat some too," Lena said casually as she picked up a dumpling with her chopsticks and held it up to his mouth. She did it so naturally—until she realized what she had just done. Aaron froze for a second, surprised by her gesture. The moment of hesitation made her realize too—wasn’t this kind of inappropriate? She was just about to pull her hand back when— He leaned in and took the dumpling straight into his mouth. Lena’s face flushed red in an instant. She hurriedly withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and focused on eating. Meanwhile, Aar
She was shocked to see him here so early. Especially today—a day when everyone was celebrating the new year, spending time with their loved ones—and yet, he was here. With her. Lena wasn’t made of stone. She felt it. A warmth, an unspoken emotion that settled deep in her chest. "Uncle, why are you here so early?" She walked over, hands casually tucked into her coat pockets. "I didn’t want you to go hungry," Aaron replied simply, lifting the bag of food in his hand. He glanced at her break room. "Open the door." She unlocked the door and stepped inside, with him following close behind. Her break room was small—a single desk and chair, a narrow bed, and a tiny wardrobe. Nothing extra, nothing unnecessary. "Sit down, Uncle," she said naturally, settling onto the bed while motioning for him to take the chair. Aaron placed the food down and asked, "Did you sleep at all?" "I did," Lena replied. But as soon as the words left her mouth, she thought of that dream—and let o
"If it weren’t for my goddaughter, I wouldn’t even bother with you," Lena said, gently rocking the baby in her arms. "Right, little Aurora? Your godmother just adores you." "Come on, Aurora, it’s time to eat," Lena said as she carefully placed the baby in Keira's arms. Although it was her first time, Keira wasn’t embarrassed. She followed Lena’s instructions, trying to breastfeed for the first time. But the process was… painful. And since her posture was incorrect, neither of them got it right—Keira ended up covered in sweat from struggling, and her baby still hadn’t eaten properly. Panic set in. Anxiety crept up her spine. "What do I do?" Keira asked, her voice tight with unease. "It’s okay. This happens at first. Let’s transition with formula for now," Lena reassured Keira before glancing at Hayden, who had been standing there the whole time, watching anxiously—and sweating just as much as Keira was. "Go make your daughter a bottle," she told him. Hayden, the man wh
That conversation… Lena shuddered. Yeah, she had definitely come back too early. It was best to leave now before she ruined the mood for those two inside. Not wanting to hear any more, she quickly turned to leave—only to smack her leg against a nearby chair. The pain was real, but worse was the noise it made, drawing attention to her presence. Inside the room, Hayden—already feeling awkward from Keira's teasing—froze. The sound from outside made him even more uncomfortable. Keira couldn’t hold back her laughter. The moment Keira burst out laughing, however, pain shot through her lower abdomen. "Ah—ow!" Keira gasped. Hayden immediately panicked. "What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?" Hearing her cry, Lena rushed in as well. "What happened?" "I laughed too hard and pulled my stitches," Keira explained, gripping Hayden’s hand tightly. Lena glared at Keira. "You’re a mother now, and yet you’re still acting like a child. Do you have any idea what condition you’re in?"
"It’s fine. I can do it," Hayden said naturally as he picked up the basin and went to fetch warm water. The moment he stepped out, Lena turned to scold Keira. "You went through so much pain to give birth to his child. Why would you feel bad about letting him do something for you?" "It’s not that I feel bad—I just feel embarrassed," Keira whispered in defense. Lena rolled her eyes. "So dramatic." Keira shot her a glare in return. "Just wait until it’s your turn. When your husband has to handle your private matters, you’ll understand how awkward it is." The moment the words left Keira's mouth, she saw Lena’s face turn red. Lena quickly hugged the baby and turned away. But Keira caught it. Something was off. "Wait… why are you blushing?" Keira asked suspiciously. "I am not blushing," she denied immediately. What Keira didn’t know was that her words had triggered the memory of Lena's ridiculous dream—where she had been lying on the delivery bed, cursing Aaron while gi
The moment she finished cursing, Lena jolted awake. She sat there, dazed. What kind of ridiculous dream was that? She had assisted in delivering countless babies before, but this was the first time she had ever dreamed of giving birth herself. And not only that—she had dreamed of giving birth to Aaron’s child? That was beyond outrageous. Absolutely absurd! What a way to start the new year. That dream was anything but beautiful. Lena ran a hand down her face, shaking off the lingering unease. She quickly got up, poured herself a glass of water to calm down, and then left the break room. Back in the hospital room, Hayden was feeding Keira. Keira was perfectly capable of eating on her own, but he insisted on feeding her, saying that she was in a special period and should be treated like a queen. That this was the time to learn how to be spoiled properly. Fine. If this was how he wanted to make up for the suffering she endured giving birth to their daughter, she’d give
Keira looked at Lena and smiled as she followed up on Hayden’s words. "You’re family. It’s different." Lena shot her a subtle glare before stuffing the red envelope into her pocket and saying, "Give me the rest. I’ll hand them out for you later." Hayden passed her the prepared stack of red envelopes, and as she took them, she asked, "What about the other departments?" Hayden and Aaron exchanged a glance and chuckled. "Of course. Every medical staff member in this hospital gets one." "President Hart, you’re too generous," Lena said, giving him a thumbs-up. With that, she took the envelopes and left. Aaron glanced at the time. "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading back now." "Mm. Happy New Year!" Hayden said, offering his holiday wishes. "Happy New Year to your whole family," Aaron replied, adding a few extra words that made both Hayden and me instinctively turn toward the baby in the bassinet. From today onward, we were officially a family of three. Outside the h
When Keira returned to the hospital room, she was greeted by a sight that made her pause. The room was decorated with fresh flowers and balloons, and beside her bed, there was a small cart filled with various gift boxes. The atmosphere was so festive that if someone walked in, they might have thought it was a birthday party rather than a postpartum recovery room. "What’s all this?" Lena asked on Keira's behalf. "A reward for my wife," Hayden answered, his hand still holding Keira's as he gazed at her with deep affection. "She went through so much. This is my way of thanking her." Keira smiled faintly. "I don’t need any of this." "Whether you need it or not is one thing. Giving it to you is my choice," Hayden said, pressing a kiss onto Keira's fingertips. "Even if everything I have already belongs to you, I still want to give you more." "Such a loving husband—honestly, what more could a woman ask for?" Lena teased before patting Keira's hospital bed. "But if President Hart r
Elder Mitchell wasn’t buying it. "That just means you guys didn’t really want to give anything. If you truly wanted to, there’s no such thing as a gift that can’t be delivered." The two old men started bickering again, but Hayden ignored them. Instead, he kept his eyes on the infant bathing room. Before long, the nurse finished bathing the baby and carried her out. Hayden reached out to take her, but the two elders immediately moved to get closer. He blocked them without hesitation. "Don’t you know old people’s eyes are toxic? You shouldn’t be staring at her for too long." Elder Hart: "…" Elder Mitchell: "…" With that, Hayden carried the baby and walked away. The two old men trailed after him, hoping to catch another glimpse, but Hayden wasn’t about to give them the chance. "Congratulations," Aaron, who had been standing nearby, offered his well wishes. "It’s a daughter. Take a look," Hayden said, his pride practically radiating off him. Aaron lowered his gaze to the