As I spoke, my hand automatically rested on my stomach. The thought of going through this pregnancy alone, without Hayden by my side, felt unbearable. I didn't want him to miss the birth of our baby and show up when it was all over.This was our baby. I wanted him here for every moment.***Jace arrived way faster than expected. Considering Cole's villa was in the suburbs, it should've taken at least 40 minutes to get here. Yet, here he was in under 30, holding a box of my favorite chewy candies from that specialty shop across town.The candies were fresh, soft, and only sold in small batches. How'd he even manage that?"Jace, did you grow wings or something?" Yara teased.His speed reinforced Yara's belief that Jace was still in love with me.Jace ignored her, focused as ever. "Where's Rea? Is she still crying?"Yara couldn't resist embellishing. "Oh, she hasn't stopped. Full-on sobbing, gasping for air—you better get up there before she passes out."Jace didn't even question
Lena was dreaming, but it felt so real. She was a little girl again, trailing after Aaron like always."Uncle Aaron! Carry me! I'm soooo tired," she whined, stretching her arms out dramatically.Aaron stopped, turning to her with a patient smile. The second she caught up, she threw her arms up, and he scooped her onto his back. Her little arms wrapped around his neck.She couldn't sit still, of course. She blew air into his ear, poked at his neck, even tickled him under his shirt.Aaron just laughed softly, shaking his head. "Twinkle, cut it out."Twinkle. His nickname for her. She'd been born during a meteor shower, and he said her birthday was unforgettable, thanks to the "cosmic fireworks."He'd always tease her: "As long as I remember the stars, I'll remember your birthday. Then I don't have to deal with any tantrums.""Twinkle... Twinkle..." His voice echoed.But no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't find him. "Uncle Aaron? Where are you?!"She ran and ran, searchin
When Lena was forced onto the helicopter, they'd shoved something down her throat that left her groggy and out of it. She'd been floating in and out of dreams ever since, mostly filled with memories of Aaron.Why Aaron, though?Probably because of Wayne's gross comment. Aaron was like family—how could anyone think otherwise? Clearly, Wayne's mind lived in the gutter.The smell of food wafted through the air, snapping her back to the present. Her stomach growled.Even though she'd been lying down, her body felt weirdly drained. Must've been all that dream running she'd done, chasing after Aaron.The thought made her chuckle. Brains were so ridiculous sometimes.She got out of bed and wandered into the dining area. Wayne and Hayden were already seated, eating in silence.Without a second thought, Lena sat down and grabbed the plate set out for her. She didn't bother with pleasantries, downing half a glass of milk before digging into the food.Her total lack of fear—especially con
Whether she'd make it out alive or not, Lena knew there was nothing she could do now but wait and see.***Meanwhile, I was going nuts waiting for Jace to hand the ring over to the police. Every second felt like a year, especially since I was still trapped in Cole's villa with no way to leave.Jace hadn't returned since the day he left. Yara told me Cole had intercepted him, and now I couldn't stop imagining the worst. What if Cole had found the ring?To make things worse, Cole had gone completely MIA and blocked every communication signal in the area. I was officially cut off from the outside world.I'd tried escaping multiple times, but the security system on the door stopped me every time.The only silver lining?Yara.She wasn't exactly stressed about the whole "house arrest" thing. Instead, she dragged me into random activities—face masks, recipe experiments, and even trying to recreate the chewy candies Jace had brought."You should just open a foodie shop," I teased one
Tanya walked right into the trap. She'd been so desperate for the spotlight that she didn't even see it coming."Does this mean the police have everything they need? Will Hayden and the others be back soon?" I asked, steering the conversation back to what actually mattered."Yeah, it won't be long now. Aaron's handling the last bit of cleanup," Jace replied.As he spoke, I studied him more closely. He looked thinner—his already sharp features now even more defined.I wasn't surprised. His parents were gone, his brother was on the run, and he'd been helping me juggle crisis after crisis. It was a lot for anyone to bear."You've been through so much lately," I said softly, my gratitude clear."This is my responsibility. Wayne caused this, so it's on me."The calm, heavy way he said it struck me. Wayne always acted like he was Jace's equal—better, even—but in this moment, Jace's integrity made their differences painfully obvious."Rea," Jace said, his voice pulling me from my thou
Husband?The first face that popped into my mind was Hayden's.But I'd never seen this mother and daughter before. They had to be new neighbors, so how could they possibly know him?"Miss, we live on the 9th floor!" the little girl chirped happily.The 9th floor. Right above me. That's where Tanya used to live."How long have you been here?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.After all, I hadn't been living here very long. Things with Hayden had fallen apart not long after I moved in, and he'd only visited a handful of times under his "Xander persona".The woman started to answer, but her phone rang."Daddy's calling!" the little girl squealed. "I want to answer it!""The signal's bad in the elevator," her mom said gently. "Let's wait until we're outside, okay?""No! Daddy will worry if we don't pick up!" the girl protested.I watched them from the side, warmth flickering in my chest. They were such a happy little family.My hand drifted to my stomach. I had a
The rest of my words caught in my throat as Hayden pulled me into his arms.His cheek brushed mine, his voice low and steady. "Lena's fine. I didn't hurt her. She's safe, I swear."His scent, his warmth, his words—they worked, slowly easing the panic clawing at my chest."You're not lying?" I asked, my voice trembling."I'm not lying. Aaron's with her. He'll bring her back," he murmured, his lips brushing my hair."Then why are you here?" I wasn't ready to let this go so easily.His breath tickled against my skin. "Because I missed you. I missed you too much."Missed me? Really?One minute he was cold and unreadable, and the next, he was this warm, familiar version of himself again. It was whiplash, and it messed with my head.He must've seen the doubt in my eyes because he loosened his hold, his hand grazing my cheek. "Hit me, yell at me—do whatever you need. Just... ask me what you want.""Are you really Hayden?" I asked quietly, skipping the yelling and hitting.A faint s
When he finished, I found myself curling even tighter. Hayden shifted closer, his hand brushing mine. "Are you scared of what I've told you so far?"The truth was, not really. So far, it was just a rundown of shady deals and insane tests he'd endured. But my mind had already spun it into something straight out of an undercover spy movie—life-or-death situations, impossible choices, brutal sacrifices."Hayden," I whispered, cutting off my own spiraling thoughts. "Hold me."He hesitated, his grip on my hand firm but cautious, like he wasn't sure if I'd pull away again.I didn't. Instead, I leaned forward, wrapping my arms around him.His chin came to rest lightly on the top of my head, that small, familiar gesture unraveling the doubts still clinging to me. This wasn't Xander, wasn't some stranger. This was Hayden. My Hayden.Without thinking, my hands slid under his shirt, gliding along his waist."Kiki," he said, his voice tight, "there are no injuries."I kept going. "Let me s
“Lena, you’re back! Aaron…” Mrs. Lane immediately waved at Lena, signaling her to come over quickly. Lena had a sinking feeling and didn’t step forward. Just then, Aaron walked over and stood beside her, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the room. As his sleeve brushed against Lena’s hand, the accidental touch gave her a sudden boost of courage. What was there to be afraid of? With Aaron here, her mother wouldn’t dare go overboard. It was a confidence she had grown up with—so long as Aaron was around, her mother was nothing more than a paper tiger. To this day, Lena couldn’t quite figure it out. Aaron wasn’t even biologically related to the family, yet everyone seemed to hold him in unusually high regard. Whatever he said, no one would dare contradict. It was precisely because of this unique favoritism that Lena often rode on his coattails, benefiting from his influence. “Chairman Goodwick, Mrs. Goodwick,” Aaron greeted the unfamiliar guests first, acknowledging the fa
“It doesn’t hurt anymore. It’s completely healed,” Lena said as she sat down. “Any new issues or discoveries today?” “None,” Nate replied, his dark, deep gaze lingering on her with a complex expression. Lena noticed but pretended not to. She had no intention of asking. When she lowered her head to focus on work, Nate withdrew his gaze. For the rest of the day, he didn’t say another word to her. This behavior was unusual for him. Ever since he returned to promote his research project, Nate had always carried himself with humility, desperately seeking her forgiveness. But today, he acted like just another colleague, a completely different person from before. Although this change was what Lena had hoped for, she couldn’t help but feel unsettled. What had brought on this sudden shift? She thought back to the incident yesterday when she had asked Nate and Aaron to leave while her wound was being treated. Could it be that her uncle had said something to Nate? On the drive bac
Aaron didn’t give Nate an answer, but silence itself was an answer. Lena’s test results came back negative: no traces of snake venom were found in her system. The wound had been treated, and in the end, it turned out to be a false alarm. “Sorry, Uncle,” Lena said apologetically. “I ruined your camping trip.” When she had been bitten by the snake, her screams were so terrifying that they startled everyone else. The others quickly packed up and left, bringing the camping trip to an abrupt, messy end. “It’s fine. You can make it up to everyone another time,” Aaron replied in a way that defied all expectations. Shouldn’t he be comforting her? He didn’t play by the rules, and Lena decided she wouldn’t either. “I’m not making it up to anyone. If anything, you owe me, Uncle.” “How would you like me to compensate you?” This time, he sounded more reasonable. Lena blinked mischievously. “I haven’t decided yet. I’ll let you know when I figure it out.” After saying that, she sigh
Nate stared at her face, carefully observing her expression and movements. He had a rough idea of her condition but still asked, "Bitten on the ankle, right? Let me see the wound." As he spoke, he bent down. However, before he could touch Lena, she was moved away. Nate looked up at Aaron. "Mr. Ace, even if the snake isn’t venomous, its teeth carry a lot of bacteria." Aaron’s response was as sharp as ever. "Oh, so you can see the bacteria and have a chat with them, asking them to leave? Or can you wipe them out with your bare hands?" Without waiting for Nate’s reply, Aaron scooped up Lena and walked off. Nate crouched there for a few seconds, stunned, before standing up and following quickly.-Lena was seated in a chair as the doctor lifted her leg. Just as Nate reached out to roll up her pant leg, Aaron had already done it. Nate had no choice but to awkwardly withdraw his hand. The doctor began cleaning the wound with disinfectant. Meanwhile, Aaron gently placed his hand
The black Cayenne roared through the night, the driver pushing the car to its limits as if his foot might break through the gas pedal. Yet, Aaron wasn’t satisfied. "Faster," he barked. "There’s no need to rush. Safety first," Lena said, her voice calm despite her pale complexion. As a doctor, she knew the basics—judging by the snake that bit her, it was likely just a common green snake, non-venomous. Despite her reassurances, Aaron remained tense, his entire body rigid. The driver, responding to the urgency, raced toward the hospital with record-breaking speed. What should have been a twenty-minute drive was reduced to eight. By the time they screeched to a halt, the driver’s legs were trembling from the adrenaline rush. It was the first time in his life he had experienced such an intense, heart-pounding ride. Aaron didn’t wait for the car to stop completely. He leapt out, carrying Lena straight into the emergency room. "Doctor, she's been bitten by a snake," he said urgently.
"Then why are his photos identical to yours?" Keira demanded. Lena didn’t answer immediately. She understood what Keira meant, opened her social media app, and found Aaron’s post. Sure enough, he’d shared the exact same photo as hers. To make things worse, the comments underneath included a particularly mortifying one from her mother: [You’re with Lena, huh?] Her mother probably didn’t mean anything by it, but the comment still felt inappropriate. As Lena silently cursed her mother’s lack of tact, she noticed another reply under that comment. This one, from Aaron himself, read: [Wherever she goes, I’ll take her with me and make sure she’s well taken care of. Don’t worry, Sis.] Lena was absolutely speechless. These two siblings were a perfect match: one was clueless, and the other oblivious. Her mother, as an older woman, could be excused for her lack of social awareness. But Aaron? Why was he commenting like this, knowing full well that their mutual friends could see it?
Lena hastily withdrew her hand, but her movements were too abrupt. As she stepped back, she tripped over the support pole of the tent and fell backward. Just as she braced herself for a painful landing, Aaron’s long arm reached out and caught her waist, pulling her into his embrace. Her cheek pressed against his chest, and the rhythmic thumping of his heartbeat filled her ears, blending with her own erratic pulse. This suffocating feeling... It was almost intoxicating. It reminded her of the time she had accidentally walked in on him while he was showering. Awkward. So awkward that she didn’t even know how to extricate herself, nor did she have the courage to pull away from his arms. “You’re already an adult, yet you’re still so clumsy,” Aaron scolded lightly, his voice coming from above her. Then he released her and added, “No wonder your mom worries about you so much and insists on you staying at home.” Lena’s suffocating embarrassment was instantly eased by his rem
“Don’t randomly go into the tents. Some employees brought their families or significant others. It’d be awkward if you interrupted them,” Aaron reminded from behind her. “Wow, Uncle, how considerate of you—allowing employees to bring their families,” Lena teased, her tone light. She walked through the array of pitched tents, but with so many scattered around, she had no idea which one belonged to Aaron. Still, since he insisted she find it herself, she was determined to try. Approaching one tent, she suddenly heard muffled voices inside—intimate murmurs between a man and a woman. The woman’s hushed voice carried a hint of urgency. “Be gentle, don’t let anyone hear…” Even though Lena was a gynecologist, her cheeks flushed uncontrollably. She couldn’t help but think that if she had brought a stash of "protection" tonight, she might have made a small fortune. Meanwhile, Aaron stayed back, standing a short distance away and watching her from afar. In the moonlight, she looked l
“Reconciled with Nate?” In the quiet car, Aaron’s voice broke the silence as he glanced at Nate standing motionless in the rearview mirror. “No,” Lena denied softly. “He came back this time because of you, didn’t he?” Aaron asked as the car turned a corner. His hands moved fluidly on the steering wheel, the motion revealing a gray-gold watch on his wrist. The watch’s polished edges caught the light streaming through the window, casting a fleeting glimmer. Lena’s gaze lingered on the watch, her thoughts momentarily drifting. If she remembered correctly, she had given him a watch as a coming-of-age gift years ago. It had cost her all her savings back then. But that was over a decade ago. Surely, the watch she gave him would have broken by now. This one likely just resembled it—or maybe she was remembering it wrong after so much time. “Hm?” Aaron’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts, his eyes briefly flicking to her. Lena quickly recovered. “He came back for a research pro