Nina stood firmly in front of him. “This is a major life decision. How can you say you’re not interested? Even the doctors and nurses at your hospital get time off. What are you, a machine that never stops working?“I know what you’re thinking,” she continued, her tone softening slightly. “You’re considering adopting a child. But adoption will never be quite the same as having one of your own. If you have the time and energy, why not just have a child yourself?” Her concerns weren’t unfounded. Many adoptive families face challenges—misunderstandings, conflict, or emotional distance. Wilfred chuckled lightly, brushing her worries aside. “Why would I adopt someone else’s child when you already have two of your own? Pharaoh entrusted me with one task: to watch over you and Orion. When Orion grows up, do you think he’d just leave me to fend for myself? I’m sure he’ll take me in. Then, I’ll be under the same roof as you again. That counts as a kind of companionship too, doesn’t it?”
If anything went wrong with the surgery, the hospital’s reputation would be ruined. Christine looked exasperated. “Dr. Wilfred, your private line and office phone have been tied up all day. You wouldn’t believe how popular you’ve gotten…” It wasn’t just interns crowding around his office anymore—there were patients, admirers, curious students, and even wealthy socialites hoping to catch his attention. Somehow, they had managed to get hold of his phone numbers, calling nonstop, day after day, leaving his lines perpetually tied up.If this hadn’t been an emergency, Christine wouldn’t have dragged him here, let alone needed him to step in personally. Dr. Wilfred wasn’t in the mood for any of it. Ignoring Christine’s rambling, he got up and strode toward the door. The moment he stepped out, the group of female interns watching him were frozen in place, their jaws practically hitting the floor. “Wow… He’s so young and already running the hospital!” “And so good-looking! I he
Karina barely had time to say anything before Dr. Wilfred turned and left. Although he was the director, Karina had only seen him during meetings and never this close before. Today was the first time. He wore a surgical gown, mask, and cap. Though his face was obscured, his deep, dark eyes held a calm detachment—cool, collected, and unwavering. Throughout the operation, no matter how critical things got, he never showed a hint of panic. His composure and skill radiated excellence. Karina exhaled, her chest tightening slightly. She suddenly understood why so many nurses, interns, and even female doctors in the hospital were infatuated with him. She stretched her stiff muscles and left the operating room. But just as she returned to her office, a colleague showed up at her door. Judging by the badge on her chest, Karina quickly recognized her as an intern. Karina maintained her professional courtesy. “Hello. What can I help you with?” The intern, Sera Quinn, didn’
Hundred thousand dollars felt like a lifeline. But if Dr. Wilfred found out about this, there was no way she would be able to keep her job at the hospital. “Dr. Norman, don’t tell me you want five hundred thousand instead?” Sera pushed, trying every angle to get closer to him. It was clear she had hit a dead end with Wilfred’s assistant and saw Karina as her last option. If Karina got fired because of this, that would be her problem, not Sera’s.Karina’s head throbbed. “Look, I need to deal with something urgent right now. We’ll talk about this tomorrow, okay?”“But you’re going to the director’s office tomorrow, aren’t you?” Sera pressed. “Dr. Norman, we really should settle this now.”Sera’s relentless chatter was interrupted by Karina’s phone ringing again.“Karina… the person who deserves to die the most is you! If it weren’t for you, our family wouldn’t have ended up like this!”The voice on the other end was furious, and all too familiar. Karina felt her scalp prickl
“Head toward the north side of the city. I’ll direct you when we get close,” Karina said.Wilfred didn’t respond, but he quietly pulled up the navigation system. The car smoothly headed in the indicated direction.The north side was an older, run-down part of town, somewhere Wilfred had never been. His time in Birkham was mostly spent at the hospital, with occasional visits to Nash’s place. Even those visits had lessened now that Nash’s life had settled into a comfortable routine. Without Karina’s directions, he wouldn’t have found this area at all.Eventually, Karina pointed to a small, worn-down house, and Wilfred parked in front of it. As soon as the car stopped, the sound of smashing and shouting spilled out from inside.“Whatever we ask for, she can’t provide! I really don’t know why you’re still siding with that wretched girl!“If it weren’t for her, do you think Kieran would be like this today?” “She’s given us enough money already! And for the last time, what happened to
Karina took a deep breath. “I only suggested that trip because it was a simple get-together. No one could have predicted the accident. I’ve spent years trying to make amends, but I have my own life, and I can’t keep being dragged down by this.”The middle-aged man stepped forward, his finger nearly jabbing at Karina’s forehead. “You ungrateful girl! Tara treated you so well, and this is how you repay her?”Karina turned her head to avoid him, her voice calm but firm. “I was devastated by Tara’s death, but I can’t carry guilt that doesn’t belong to me for the rest of my life. I’ve already done more than enough.”The woman began to sob, her voice full of desperation. “Karina, please, just help us one last time. Kieran’s health is so poor. He needs money for treatment.”Karina looked at the woman who had once been her adoptive mother, her emotions a tangled mess. Memories surged through her mind like a rising tide. She remembered her younger self, tiptoeing around the house, fill
Karina’s chest tightened, but she knew that if she caved this time, there would be no end to it. “I have nothing to hide. Say whatever you want. I trust the truth will come out.”Kieran’s face contorted with rage, his eyes burning with humiliation at her defiance. He swung his arm violently, knocking over the table beside him. Cups and plates shattered against the floor, the sharp crash echoing through the cramped room. “Karina! Don’t think you can just walk out of here! I won’t let you get away with this!”The outburst was like a lit match to a powder keg, and several other members of the Stone family quickly joined in, their voices rising with accusations. A burly middle-aged man with a thick neck and a menacing scowl stormed forward, his voice booming, “Karina, you’ve been mooching off this family for years—eating our food, living under our roof. And now you think you can just walk away? Not a chance!” He stormed forward and grabbed Karina roughly by the collar, liftin
After successfully connecting with Wilfred on the messaging app, Karina let out a sigh of relief, but her nerves quickly returned. The next task of getting his photo was even more stressful. One day, while at the hospital's lounge, Karina noticed Wilfred sitting alone, absorbed in reviewing some documents. The area wasn’t crowded, and this seemed like her best opportunity. Summoning her courage, she sat down across from him, pretending to scroll through her phone. In reality, she quietly turned on the front-facing camera, adjusted the angle, and quickly snapped a photo. Luckily, Wilfred remained engrossed in his work and didn’t notice. Karina immediately sent the photo to Sera, who replied enthusiastically, “Dr. Norman, you nailed it! This is what I’m talking about.”However, trouble soon followed. Wilfred messaged Karina, inquiring about the academic discussion she had previously mentioned. Her heart pounded, unsure how to respond. Sensing the growing tension, Sera step
But instead of feeling touched, Vera’s first reaction was nausea. A wave of discomfort surged up from her stomach, and Vera’s face paled. She bolted for the bathroom. Caleb followed quickly. “Are you feeling sick?” “I don’t think so. I’ve been eating normally—nothing too heavy or weird lately.” Vera clutched her stomach, just as confused as he was. Then, a possibility flashed through her mind. Caleb clearly had the same thought. Without a word, he turned and walked into their bedroom, returning moments later with a pregnancy test. Vera looked at him, stunned. “When did you buy that?” He responded matter-of-factly, “Better safe than sorry.” Vera was momentarily speechless. Five minutes later, she stepped out of the bathroom, her hand instinctively resting on her stomach, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief. It was positive. They had only been married for three months. How did this happen so fast?Caleb, on the other hand, remained composed—at le
Of course, Vera wasn’t about to dump all her responsibilities on her assistant. That would be exploitation. She called her assistant into her office. “You’re twenty-five this year, right?” Her assistant blinked, confused. Wasn’t her age common knowledge? Why was Vera suddenly bringing it up? A thought struck her. Was this an arranged marriage situation? Her face immediately filled with silent refusal. “Miss Vera, I’m still young. I’m not thinking about marriage anytime soon.” Vera tapped her pen against the desk. “I’m not telling you to get married.” “Oh.” “I just want to offload some of the smaller daily tasks to you. You don’t have to run every minor document by me.”Her assistant instantly understood. A raise. After confirming she was on board, Vera gave her a salary bump and had her hire a few more assistants to distribute the workload. “If I don’t have time to handle everything, you guys will take care of it. If something’s too complicated, jus
Vera could sense danger the moment the conversation turned in this direction. Her father had never questioned her about married life, and she was lucky enough to avoid nosy relatives. But just because she hadn’t experienced it firsthand didn’t mean she hadn’t seen it happen to others. Without hesitation, she abandoned the half-folded pastry in her hands. “I... uh, need to use the restroom.” Before she could escape, Mrs. Smith caught her wrist. “You and Caleb aren’t getting any younger,” she said matter-of-factly. “You should start thinking about kids—make sure you’re putting in the effort, hmm?” Vera left the kitchen visibly drained. Mrs. Smith was a wonderful mother-in-law, the kind who treated Vera like her own daughter. Despite knowing Vera came from a well-off family, she had still gifted them a house as a wedding present. Of course, Caleb already owned a place, but his mother had insisted. “That’s your house. This is the home I’m giving you as a weddi
That undeniable possessiveness flickered in Caleb’s gaze—subtle yet impossible to ignore. It was the kind of look a powerful man might give his beloved in an old Hollywood film. And right now, the photographer felt like the unlucky bystander who had accidentally stumbled upon an intimate scene. His voice wavered slightly, caught up in his own imagination. “Mr. Smith, lift your eyes toward the camera.” Caleb’s sharp gaze flickered over, intense and commanding. The photographer instinctively pressed the shutter. They continued with several more poses, reviewing the shots as they went. Vera loved them all, but her favorite was still the vintage-inspired one. “How long until we get the final prints?” she asked. “Two to three days at most,” the photographer replied. “I’ll have them shipped directly to you.” Then, after a slight pause, he hesitated before making a request. “I actually have a personal favor to ask—would you both be open to letting us displa
Vera was tempted. They had already taken plenty of wedding photos—several sets at the island, more at the wedding itself. But this wasn’t just any photo studio. It was privately booked and known for being one of the most prestigious studios in the city. Appointments here were nearly impossible to get. The fact that Caleb had managed to secure a session meant he had gone to great lengths to make it happen. If they were just going to take ordinary wedding pictures, it would be a waste of an opportunity. Still, she wasn’t sure what kind of shoot she wanted. The photographer, understanding her hesitation, pulled out a sample album. “You can take a look at our past work. These are some of the styles we’ve done.” Flipping through the pages, Vera saw an array of stunning concepts—each picture more breathtaking than the last. Then, one particular set caught her eye. A Golden Age Hollywood theme.It was classic, nostalgic, and beautifully atmospheric. “Ca
After the wedding, Vera considered taking some time off for a honeymoon. But the thought quickly faded when she realized Caleb had been practically living at the hospital. With a sigh, she dismissed the idea. She was used to it, but to say she wasn’t disappointed would be a lie. Her assistant picked up on it. “Mrs. Smith, don’t you want to go on a honeymoon?” she asked one day. “One of my friends just got married, and she’s been obsessively researching destinations. “She even said a marriage without a honeymoon is already half a failure.” Vera froze mid-page, suddenly losing interest in the documents she had been reviewing. Her assistant hesitated, then offered a suggestion. “Why don’t you go visit Dr. Smith at work?“You seem… distracted. Maybe seeing him will help.” Vera snapped out of her daze, suddenly aware of how preoccupied she had been lately. It was embarrassing to admit, but she had been zoning out far too often—especially after coming hom
Whenever they did this in the past, Caleb always maintained some restraint. But tonight—he didn’t hold back at all. He took her from the bedroom to the bathroom, then back to the bed, his searing kisses trailing every inch of her skin. The next morning, even as she woke up, Vera could still feel the lingering traces of last night’s intoxicating pleasure. As expected, she ended up taking the day off. It wasn’t until two days later that she finally returned to work. *Everyone at the company had already prepared for this. The moment Vera walked into the office, she was greeted with knowing smiles and teasing remarks. “Congratulations, Mrs. Smith!” “Newlywed bliss, huh?” “Three whole days off? Someone had a good time.” It didn’t take a genius to figure out what she had been up to. Obviously, her married life was going exceptionally well—so well that she had completely abandoned work for it. Under the weight of their mischievous stares, Vera barely k
Yelena still hadn’t accepted Hunter, but he wasn’t giving up either and was relentlessly closing in on her. Knowing Yelena’s soft heart, Vera figured it was only a matter of time before she gave in. She let out a sigh. Her friend’s love life wasn’t something she could interfere with. Besides, Caleb had already given her a little inside scoop. “She came to the hospital for a follow-up a few days ago,” he had mentioned casually. “Hunter was the one who brought her.” Vera had clicked her tongue at the news. Yelena always seemed quiet and reserved, but apparently, she was full of surprises.*Time flew by in the blink of an eye.By mid-month, Caleb had rented out an entire vineyard and spent several days transforming it into the perfect wedding venue.When the day arrived, the celebration took place right there.The vineyard was sprawling and elegant, every bit as grand as any luxury hotel—if not better. Even the wine cellar remained untouched, stocked with years-
“Did you plan this from the start?” Vera narrowed her eyes, feeling like she had just walked into a carefully laid trap. “Mm.” Caleb smiled, then leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Because yes—he had always been planning this. The biggest change in Vera’s life after the island proposal was the ring now sitting on her finger. It wasn’t just any ring. It was custom-made, something Caleb had specially ordered. She only found out by accident when she glanced at his phone one day and saw the purchase record. It had been ordered two months ago. Vera did the math and was stunned. He had been preparing for this long before she even started getting impatient. Her heart swelled with emotion. And as soon as Caleb’s parents heard that their son had finally proposed, they wasted no time pushing them to get the marriage license. *One day, Vera overheard Caleb’s mother lecturing him. “Your dad and I weren’t expecting much from you. With how much ti