The test results were clear that Jamie’s son, Charlie, had no biological connection to Ben. He studied the report over and over, feeling his resentment grow. This was precisely what he had anticipated, and it only steeled his resolve that he had no reason to hold back with her now.Finishing his morning work with time to spare, Ben decided to head to the hospital. He thought a little humiliation might serve Jamie well.……At the hospital, Jamie’s attempts to explain were falling on deaf ears. The woman was convinced Jamie was lying, especially after catching Ryan’s lingering glances at her. The woman’s anger boiled over. “In the old days, women like you would have been run out of town for this kind of shameless behavior!”“You’re the one with the problem here!” Jamie’s sister, Winnie, shot back. “My sister has told you a thousand times they’re just friends. He keeps that old photo of her, not the other way around. What does that have to do with her?”Winnie couldn’t stand it a
But deep down, she couldn’t let it go. Her gaze smoldered with resentment as she looked at Jamie. She and Ryan had been together for five years. She had brought up marriage more than once, craving the stability of a home together, but every time, he had brushed it off, saying he wasn’t ready to be tied down. She had believed him. It wasn’t until she saw Jamie that she understood that “not ready” was just an excuse. He simply hadn’t found the person he truly wanted to marry. If Jamie had been the one to suggest marriage, Ryan would have jumped at the chance, probably grinning like a fool.“Let’s go. Do you really want the hospital to call security on you?” Ryan tugged her arm again. “This is a hospital, not your personal drama stage. Enough is enough.”Her? Overreacting? Was she the cause of all this? If Ryan hadn’t taken the day off to come here, if he hadn’t been in touch with Jamie, none of this would have happened. She was the one hurt in all this, wasn’t she? Her stomac
“If he had just been more like the other rich guys, just treating women like a pastime, then he wouldn't care if she left,” Ben thought, bitterness creeping into his mind. If Winnie didn't see Jamie as her sister, she wouldn't have gotten dragged into this mess today.Jamie remained silent, sensing Ben’s intentional jabs. As a lawyer and as someone who had once loved her deeply, he knew exactly what words would sting the most. She kept telling herself not to let his words get to her, to block them out, but they drilled into her like a spell.“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Ben grabbed her face, forcing her to look directly at him. “Don't play dumb now. You’re plenty chatty when it comes to other men. Why is it that with me, you’re suddenly speechless?”The door behind them creaked open. Winnie stepped out, noticing how close the two were. She stopped in her tracks, hesitation in her voice, “Jack, Jamie…what are you two doing?”They were standing so close. It seemed almost too i
Winnie didn't mind much, considering Jack's personality. He was attentive in so many other ways, and she wasn't about to nitpick over this.“Have the test results come back? How’s the baby?” Ben asked, steering the conversation.Winnie smiled. “The baby’s fine. The doctor asked about my symptoms and, thankfully, there’s no bleeding. They think it was just stress that caused the pain. The doctor advised rest and some prenatal medication, and no strenuous activity for a while.”“Then stay home and rest for the next few days. Don’t follow your sister around everywhere.” Ben walked alongside her, casting a meaningful look at Jamie as they passed. Winnie was like a rope, one end held tightly in Ben’s grasp, the other end tied to Jamie. The more Winnie clung to him, the more he tightened his hold, binding Jamie inextricably through her.“Jamie, are you coming home with us, or heading back to see Charlie?” Winnie asked.Jamie quickly chose the latter. She wanted to avoid Ben as much as
The going rate for housekeepers in the area was usually around $10 an hour, but this family was offering $16. It was definitely a high pay. A quick shift would bring Jamie close to $60, and she couldn’t pass up such a good opportunity.Mrs. Lawrence chuckled, “I’ll send you the exact address. They’ve got a smart lock, so you can just head over; they’ll unlock it remotely. This family’s loaded, and they appreciate help that’s thorough and meticulous. If you do well, this could even turn into a long-term gig.”Jamie put down the phone and hugged her son, “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I wanted to spend more time with you today, but Mrs. Lawrence just called, and I have to go to work now.”Of course, she wanted to be there for him, but if she stayed, she wouldn’t be able to earn money, and without money, there wouldn’t be funds for his treatment. And what good would it do for him to have her around but no access to the medical care he needed?“Mom, you don’t have to apologize. I should be
“I remember when my sister was pregnant. She was near her due date and in such a rough state, emotionally shattered. I didn’t want to ask about the father and reopen her wounds. But I assume the child’s father is her ex-boyfriend.”Ben’s exasperation grew. Her ex-boyfriend? That was him. He kept his tone neutral and probed further, “So why did your sister break up with him? They had a child. They should’ve married, like we’re planning to.”“Maybe he didn’t want to settle down? I really don’t know. She never talked to me about it,” Winnie replied, oblivious to the depth of his reaction.A wry smile played on Ben’s lips. Jamie had really spun things in her favor. She had ended their relationship in a way that tore him apart, yet somehow managed to paint herself as the wronged party to her sister. Now, he was cast as the heartless one, the one who had abandoned her.“It’s been four years now,” Winnie continued, oblivious to Ben’s brooding. “Charlie’s grown up so much. I keep telling
Jamie replied calmly, “But being a cleaner pays better.” She had heard similar comments before. Even Mrs. Lawrence, the agency manager, had mentioned how rare it was to see someone her age in this line of work. Given the choice, Jamie wouldn’t have picked this path either. But with no one to lean on, and Charlie needing costly medical treatments, she had no other option. Even though Winnie had lent her some money, it still needed to be repaid. Jamie preferred earning her own way, even if it meant harder work. At least she could spend that money with a clear conscience.“Got a younger brother at home or something?” Mr. Adams asked, his eyes fixed on her with an intensity that made her skin crawl.Jamie was focused on cleaning the TV stand, her back to him. “I don’t have a brother. But I do have a son. I’m working to save up for his medical expenses.”At first, Mr. Adams thought Jamie was joking. “Come on, you’re kidding, right? Look at you! You’re so slim and fit! You can’t pos
Mrs. Adams transferred the payment quickly. “Let’s add each other as contacts,” she suggested. “Our place needs cleaning three times a week, and if we're ever away, you could stop by daily. I’ll reach out directly.”“Sounds good. I’ll be on my way, then.” Jamie returned the cleaning supplies to the service room and headed out. High-end apartments were convenient. With all the cleaning supplies provided, she didn’t need to bring a thing. She only had to show up.Behind her, she could hear Mr. Adams complimenting his wife, “Is that the new dress you bought? It looks amazing on you, really brings out your glow. You’re looking better every day.” He had a comfortable life in a city-center luxury apartment and a high-paying job, not because of his talent, but thanks to his wife’s connections and background. Though he resented her, privately thinking of her as frumpy and unattractive, he was always quick to lavish her with praise.As for Jamie? He hadn’t succeeded today, but he figured
With about two hours left before the surgery, Karina focused intently on reviewing the patient’s information. She had never taken over a major surgery at the last minute before, and she didn’t want to waste a single second. Wilfred didn’t remain idle either. Leaning forward slightly, he pointed to the patient file with a steady hand. “This patient has coronary artery disease, along with several other complications causing vascular blockages. When he arrived at the hospital, he had already lost consciousness.” He continued in a calm, soothing tone, like the gentle flow of a stream. “Since the patient is over fifty, you’ll need to be particularly mindful during the procedure…” His steady voice eased Karina’s anxiety, giving her a sense of calm she desperately needed. When a knock at the door interrupted them, signaling it was time to head to the operating room, Karina felt more composed. Just as she stood, Wilfred rose with her. “I’ll go with you,” he said. “Having me ther
Wilfred looked at Karina, but in the end, he didn’t say what was on his mind. “How much longer are you going to wrap it?” he asked. Karina snapped out of her thoughts and realized she had nearly mummified his hand in bandages. “Oh, sorry! You were talking to me earlier, and I got distracted. Let me undo some of this.” She carefully unwrapped a couple of outer layers, and the bandaging instantly looked much better. Still, Karina couldn’t help her worried expression. “How did you get hurt? Did you grab the knife directly earlier?” Adjusting the bandages to feel more comfortable, Wilfred replied casually, “No, it just grazed me.” Karina’s brows knit tightly together. She felt an urge to storm down to the police station and give the culprit a piece of her mind. At the same time, she couldn’t understand Wilfred’s calm demeanor. He acted as if being injured was no big deal, his expression unbothered, like this was just another ordinary day. She couldn’t hold back. “You
Without sparing the man another glance, Karina let out a breath of relief as the police quickly left, bringing an end to the chaotic ordeal. Just as she thought she could relax, Yvette appeared nearby, making exaggerated winks and smirks, her face practically screaming curiosity. “Do you have a twitch or something?” Karina asked, raising an eyebrow. Yvette rolled her eyes. “Twitch? Who taught you how to talk? And no, that’s not the point! Spill it—what’s going on with you and the director?” Karina blinked, confused. “What do you mean by what’s going on?” Yvette’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Are you serious? Just now! You two were like all hugged up together! Do you think we’re blind? We all saw it. If you say there’s nothing going on, even a ghost wouldn’t believe you!“I’m telling you, honesty is your best option. Spill the truth now, and our friendship might survive this,” Yvette teased with mock seriousness. Karina’s brain blanked out. Her face flushed bright red
As soon as the man’s attention shifted, Karina acted without hesitation. She lifted her leg and delivered a sharp kick straight to his groin. The man immediately let go, doubling over in pain. Karina didn’t waste a second. She bolted for the door, grabbing anything within reach—a patient file, a water glass—and hurling them at him as she ran, not even pausing to aim. His curses and shouts echoed behind her as she escaped. Just as she darted out the door, she collided with what felt like a wall of solid muscle. Before she could react, large hands gripped her shoulders, holding her firmly in place. Karina didn’t look up. In her panic, she assumed it was one of the man’s accomplices. Terrified, she yelled, “No! Get away from me!” She tried to repeat her earlier tactic, but this time her attempt was blocked. Her heart sank in despair—until a familiar voice came from above her. “Why are you so shaken up? Did someone hurt you?” Karina froze, then looked up and saw Wil
But Karina still felt embarrassed. Noticing this, Wilfred stopped what he was doing, sat back in the driver’s seat, and fixed his gaze on her. In the light, his usually dark eyes softened to a deep, rich brown. His stare made Karina fidget, her heart pounding in her chest. She was certain her face was already bright red. “What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?” Wilfred’s lips curved into a faint smile, so subtle it was almost imperceptible. “If you really want to thank me, hurry up and write a proper thesis.” Thud!Karina’s heart skipped a beat, and any trace of excitement crashed and burned.She was momentarily speechless. How could someone constantly bring up writing a thesis? Wasn’t that the least romantic thing he could say? She completely forgot how flustered she had been moments earlier, unable to even meet Wilfred’s eyes. *Once the lawyer was arranged, the next step was filing a lawsuit with the court. This was beyond Karina’s scope, so she left ev
The woman didn’t mind at all. She knew very well that most people wouldn’t get involved in something like this. Karina’s willingness to help came from her kindness. Even if things didn’t work out, the woman wouldn’t hold it against her. Karina, however, felt a sense of responsibility. After confirming the meeting time with Wilfred, she took the day off, postponing all her work to focus on the matter. When the time came, Wilfred drove to pick her up. *At the café, a man stood and offered his hand. “Hello, Ms. Norman. I’m Attorney Jenkins from Birkham Law Firm. You can call me Jenkins.”Karina shook his hand with a polite smile. “Thank you, Mr. Jenkins. I appreciate you coming all the way from Birkham.”“It’s no trouble. I happened to be in Atlantis for another matter. Besides, when a friend asks for a favor, it’s not something I can refuse.” After a bit of small talk, the group sat down, and the conversation shifted to the case. Since Mr. Jenkins had only been give
“Dr. Norman… my life is so miserable. If I had known it would come to this, I’d rather have died than gotten married. What do I do now? If it were just me, I’d leave everything behind and disappear. But my daughter is only eight years old—she’s still so little,” the woman sobbed. Karina hesitated for a moment. “You do need to consider her…” Suddenly, she thought of Wilfred. Among her own connections, she didn’t know anyone in the legal field. But Wilfred might. Still, since she hadn’t asked him yet, she couldn’t promise anything. For now, she focused on calming both the mother and the child. The little girl was surprisingly mature for her age. At just eight years old and barely into elementary school, she didn’t fully understand the situation or what had been done to her. In her own innocent words, she said, “Daddy just played a little game with me. He said if I didn’t cry, I’d get a reward.” Even so, she understood that her mother was upset because of her. “Mommy,
After leaving the room, Karina quickly patted her cheeks, trying to calm herself down. At the very least, she couldn’t let anyone notice anything was off. “Dr. Norman?” someone called from behind her. She turned to see a woman she recognized as the family member of a former patient. Noticing the child in the woman’s arms, Karina’s expression immediately softened with concern. After a brief exchange, Karina learned that the child’s condition had flared up again. She led them back to her office and conducted a thorough examination. Five minutes later, she reviewed the results with a slight frown. “Her stomach and intestines seem fine. Can you tell me where exactly she’s feeling discomfort?” Karina asked, assuming the mother may have misunderstood or misspoken. But the woman hesitated, stammering nervously. Sensing something deeper was going on, Karina softened her tone. “It’s okay. This is a hospital—we’re here to help. There’s no need to hide anything. Just tell me wha
But Wilfred wouldn’t bother explaining. In fact, he thought it was better to let the misunderstanding linger. The nurse glanced at Karina, then back at Wilfred, her face twisting with humiliation before she turned and fled the room. Karina instinctively stepped aside, avoiding a collision. “For a moment there… I thought I was interrupting something,” she hesitated, her tone uncertain. She couldn’t deny the relief she felt after Wilfred’s firm stance. The suffocating feeling, like someone gripping her throat, had finally dissipated. Her breathing steadied, though a lingering bitterness remained in her chest. She couldn’t help but wonder why the nurse had acted that way. Wilfred looked at her briefly and explained, “I don’t know her. She knocked and let herself in. And not long after, you walked in.” Karina’s expression softened significantly. “Maybe it has something to do with the rumors going around the hospital recently.” Wilfred frowned. Though he said nothi