THE GUESTS WHISPERED among themselves, the atmosphere thick with shock and disbelief. Alex's grand party had turned into a scandal. Designers and attendees murmured their opinions, their once-enthusiastic conversations now replaced by disapproval and concern.Aton shook his head in disappointment. "I can't believe an adult like Alex would hurt a child. It's disgraceful,” he said. Others nodded in agreement, siding with Vivienne. "She did the right thing," one guest said. "No one should tolerate such behavior."Ezekiel, witnessing all of these, approached Alex. Alex was standing alone in the corner, clearly shaken by the events. "Come on, I'll drive you home," he said quietly. She nodded, unable to meet his eyes, and they walked out of the hotel together.As they left, the guests continued to discuss the incident, their sympathy firmly with Vivienne and her family. The party, intended to be a glamorous event, had ended in an unexpected and dramatic twist, with Alex's reputation se
VIVIENNEWhen we got home, the kids settled into the living room while I tried to process everything that happened.The whole party scene made the news, which must have been so embarrassing for Alex. Somehow, it was also embarrassing for me but I didn’t let it get on my nerves. I shouldn’t give a fuck. Yeah. I shouldn’t even after Ezekiel saw what I did to his girlfriend. Even after the other designers were watching. I sat on the couch, and Vera climbed up beside me, looking at me with wide, curious eyes.Vince was already in his room. As much as I wanted to check on him, he wanted to be alone. And my heart couldn’t help but ache as I imagined the trauma that Alex gave him. That bitch still infuriated me whenever I thought of her! "Mom, why did you slap Alex?" Vera asked innocently. Somehow, bitterness crept within me. I didn’t care who saw me snapped earlier but my kids? I knew I shouldn’t have shown them that side of mine. I sighed, trying to find the right words. "Sweetie, I d
EZEKIELAs soon as I dropped Alex off at her house, I couldn't shake the thoughts running through my mind. I drove aimlessly, trying to piece everything together. The familiarity I felt for Vera and Vince ever since I first met them kept nagging at me. Could it only be because they looked so much like Vivienne, or was there something deeper behind it?I remembered a moment with Vera, how she casually mentioned that their mother was taking care of them all by herself. “Can you be our Dad, Mr. Handsome? Do you want to be my Dad?” I remembered what Vera had asked me before. “Well, Vera, I’d love to meet your mom first. Where is she?” “She’s working. She takes care of my brother and me all by herself. She’s really nice, kind, and she’s pretty just like me.”The thought struck me hard. Vivienne, handling everything on her own, raising two kids without any support. Where was supposed to be the father of her kids? Then another memory surfaced—Vivienne agreeing to go on dates with Jeremy
VINCE CAREFULLY SLIPPED out of bed, trying not to make any noise. He had access to his mother's phone and he heard what the receptionist told her. Someone was waiting in the lobby of their hotel—Ezekiel Harrington, his real father. Vince couldn't help but be curious.He tiptoed to the door. As he began to sneak out, a small voice stopped him in his tracks."Vince, where are you going?" Vera's eyes, wide and questioning, looked up at him from her bed. Vince sighed, knowing there was no way to deter his sister once she got curious. "Go back to sleep, Vera. I’m just going to see something,” he said. "But I want to come too!" Vera insisted, throwing off her blanket and padding over to him. Vince shook his head, but he knew it was futile. Vera had a stubborn streak that rivaled even their mother’s. "Fine. Whatever."Vera’s eyes sparkled with excitement. They both crept out of the room and made their way to the elevator. As they reached the lobby, Vince felt his heart pounding in his
EZEKIEL"He already has a girlfriend." My face turned pale right after Vince dismissed the idea of us, having a complete family now. With that, I just remembered another problem. Alex hurt Vince earlier… I wanted to curse under my breath. Vince was already distant from me even before we found out that I was their father. Now, after the issue earlier, I was certain that Vince's cold demeanor towards me had only grown worse after what Alex did to him. My mind raced back to that moment with Alex earlier, when she hurt Vince. She had no idea he was my son, but it didn’t matter. The damage was done. Vince had every reason to be indifferent, if not outright hostile, towards me. I had a long road ahead if I wanted to win his heart. The thought of it filled me with a deep sense of regret and determination.I looked at Vince. Since Vince already knew I had a girlfriend, there was no choice left for me but to admit it. “That’s right. I have a girlfriend. Her name is Alex.” Vera's eyes wid
ALEX HELD A glass of hard liquor, swirling it as she sat on the plush sofa in her living room. She had been drinking steadily since her party had gone downhill, a night that was supposed to be her grand success turned into an absolute disaster. Her phone lay face down on the coffee table, buzzing intermittently with messages and notifications. Each buzz kept on reminding her of the embarrassment she wanted to escape.The news had been brutal, featuring her and Vivienne in a way that clearly painted Alex as the villain. Vivienne, the now glamorous and successful mystery designer, and Alex, the bitch who “abused” the famous designer’s son. Alex couldn't bear to look at her phone and see the comments and messages, so she opted to drown her sorrows instead.As Alex sat alone, nursing her drink, her mind fumed with thoughts about Vivienne. Everything about her infuriated Alex. The fact that Ezekiel had married her first was bad enough, but now, Vivienne had returned to make her life even
VIVIENNEWhat a day! I couldn’t believe all of that happened in just a day!I still couldn't believe that I had finally introduced the kids to their father. The moment had felt surreal, like stepping into something I had long avoided even in my imagination. Them knowing the truth has its pros and cons. The pros are that I wouldn’t have to overthink anymore about how to tell them or whether Ezekiel would believe they were his kids. The weight of that secret has been lifted off my shoulders. But the cons are just as heavy. It was so sudden, and I wasn't even able to have a break from what happened earlier.Although I never really expected to tell the truth that way, I think, it was best that it happened. At least now, my overthinking habit at night would be lessened. I thought Ezekiel would insist on talking to them even more, but fortunately, Vince had said he needed to do something, so Ezekiel decided just to visit us tomorrow.I needed to talk to someone about everything that had h
VIVIENNE“Alright, you two,” I said to Vera and Vince, kneeling down to their level. “Remember, whoever finishes their class first should wait for their twin. Don’t go wandering off alone, okay? I’ll come pick you up after.”They had classes today. Vera with her dance class and Vince with his soccer class. While we were still in Paris, those were the things they were focusing on since it was still their summer vacation in New York, where their actual classes were being held. Vera nodded eagerly. “I’ll wait for Vince, Mom. I promise,” she said. Vince gave a small, serious nod. “I’ll wait for Vera too, Mom.”I smiled at them. “Good. Now, let’s get going. We don’t want to be late.”We made our way down to the hotel lobby, their small hands in mine. As we stepped into the parking lot, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw a message from Ezekiel.“Can I visit the kids today?” the message read.I frowned as soon as I read his message. I knew it was wrong, but part of me
EZEKIEL NEVER THOUGHT he’d feel so nervous, yet here he was. He couldn’t help but pace back and forth in the hospital room while Vivienne lay on the bed, breathing deeply as another contraction hit. His palms were sweaty and his heart was racing so damn fast. He couldn’t even sit down for a second. This was nothing like the business meetings, nothing like the deals he’d spent his life preparing for. This was something else. He’d missed the birth of the twins, and he knew he couldn’t miss a second of this moment with Vivienne.He’d missed the birth of the twins, and he knew he couldn’t miss a second of this moment with Vivienne. Back then, he hadn’t been there to hold her hand, to see the twins take their first breaths. This time, he’d promised himself he’d be present, no matter how terrifying it felt. Vivienne noticed his restless pacing and reached out to catch his hand, tugging gently. “Zeke, calm down,” she said, chuckling despite her pain.He stopped, looking down at her, his
VINCE WAS SITTING alone in the school canteen while he was lost in his own thoughts. Unlike his twin sister, he wasn’t worried at all about having a new sibling. In fact, he was excited. He couldn’t wait to have someone younger around to teach things to, especially about computers and coding. He’d already planned it out in his head that he’d show their new sibling all the basics, and someday, they’d be able to talk about complex stuff too. Just the thought of it made him smile.As he stared into space while planning all the lessons he’d someday teach, someone placed a small box in front of him. Vince blinked when his train of thought was interrupted. He looked down at the box, noticing it was wrapped neatly with a bow on top. Then he looked up and saw Maesei, the little girl he, Vera, and Genesis had helped when she was being bullied a while back.Maesei was standing there, looking shy and nervous. Her cheeks were red and she avoided his gaze, looking down at the table instead.Vin
GENESIS SPOTTED VERA sitting alone on the bleachers, looking lost in thought as she watched Vince at his soccer practice. She was unusually quiet, her small frame slumped forward, and her chin rested on her hands. Genesis found this strange. Usually, Vera was energetic and loud, always cheering for her brother or chatting away.With a grin, Genesis walked over and sat down beside her. “Hey,” he said, nudging her gently. “Why do you look so sad? Thinking too hard?”To his surprise, Vera’s lip started to tremble, and before he knew it, tears spilled down her cheeks. She let out a small, choked sob, and then it came—all the tears she had held back, spilling out in big, messy drops.Genesis's eyes widened and he instantly panicked. “Whoa, hey, hey—what’s wrong, Vera?” He fumbled, trying to figure out what to do. He’d never seen her cry like this before. “Did something happen?”Vera shook her head but kept crying, covering her face with her hands. Feeling helpless, Genesis reached over
THE AFTER-PARTY was winding down and Piper was more than a little tipsy. She leaned heavily on Jeremy, her bubbly personality even more vibrant after a few too many glasses of champagne. Jeremy sighed, his arm steady around her as he led her through the crowded room.“Come on, Piper,” he said while rying to sound patient. “Let’s get you home.”Piper let out a laugh as she rolled her eyes. “Oh, Jeremy, you’re so lame! Why didn’t you drink anything tonight? There were bottles of wine that cost more than you’d make in a month! You could’ve at least had one!”Jeremy shook his head, guiding her carefully through the doorway. “I don’t drink much. Besides, someone had to be responsible for you,” he said in a calm voice. She threw him a mock offended look, then smirked. “Oh, please. Responsible? You’re missing out! Once-in-a-blue-moon kind of party, and you’re just standing there, drinking water. So boring.”He just nodded, too tired to argue. He knew she was half-joking, half-serious, but
EZEKIELForgiving isn’t easy. It’s one of the hardest things you can do, especially when the person who hurt you is someone you once trusted, someone you loved deeply. I’d always respected people who could forgive the ones who wronged them, who could find it in their hearts to let go of pain and bitterness. And tonight, watching Vivienne, I felt my admiration for her grow even more.I thought I’d reached the limit of how much I could love her, but seeing her forgive my mother—that changed things. Vivienne had already forgiven me before, a forgiveness I never thought I deserved but clung to, knowing how lucky I was to have it. And now, she was doing the same for my mother. I looked at Vivienne, her calm expression, her steady gaze, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful. She was truly incredible, a woman who could forgive despite the hurt, and in that moment, I knew I was the luckiest man alive.After my mother’s apology, we found a quieter spot away from everyone else. I turned to V
VIVIENNEIt was never too late to rise up again after you’ve hit rock bottom. I’d learned that lesson over and over, but standing here now, it finally felt real. So many times, I thought that scandal with Aton would destroy everything I’d worked for. I worried people would only ever see me as the woman caught up in a messy scheme, but here I was, with a new chapter in front of me. This was my second chance—not just to clear my name, but to make it stronger than ever. Viatrix. That name still had power, still had life.I looked around the room, taking in all the smiles and congratulatory handshakes. Ezekiel and I had just launched our fashion line that we had been working on, and the event couldn’t have gone any better. Everywhere I turned, there were people celebrating with us, praising the collection, the designs, the way we had merged our ideas and brought something beautiful to life. For the first time in a long time, I felt truly proud of myself and what I had accomplished ag
EZEKIELIt was never too late to change. I knew that now. I wouldn’t deny to myself or to anyone else that I had made mistakes before. Too many to count, honestly. I’d been an ass. I didn’t know what I really wanted back then. I wasn’t sure of what the right thing was or how to treat Vivienne the way she deserved. I’d lost sight of things, caught up in my own mess, letting my insecurities and past hold me back. But now, standing here in Switzerland, away from the noise and all the misunderstandings, I felt something I’d never felt before—a clear sense of certainty. I loved her. I loved Vivienne in a way that was different, in a way that wasn’t clouded by doubt or fear. She was the woman I wanted to spend my life with, and I’d failed to see that in the past. But I had the chance to make it right, and I wasn’t going to let it slip by.The soft breeze carried the scent of lilies as I stood at the end of the aisle, waiting for Vivienne. My heart pounded, and I could feel the tears gather
VIVIENNEBefore, I was just dreaming of a good husband. A husband who would love me, who would prioritize me, who would stand by my side no matter what. It felt like a faraway wish, something I’d only imagine late at night. When I first married Ezekiel, it wasn’t like that at all. He only married me because he felt he had to; it was a shotgun marriage after all, coming right after the surprise of my pregnancy.Back then, Ezekiel couldn’t even get over his ex, Alex. I knew it. Everyone knew it. I always felt like a stand-in, a shadow, never really the one he wanted. I was just a substitute. But now, looking at him today—seeing him boldly defend me, even against his own parents—I can’t ignore how deeply he’s changed. Before, Ezekiel always followed his parents’ words without question, like he was bound by some invisible chain. They had such a hold over him, and I’d come to accept that their influence would always come first. So now, seeing him stand up to them—for my sake, no less—fe
EZEKIELMy fists balled as I scanned through each line of conversation on Vince’s laptop. Each word felt like a punch. And I gritted my teeth, trying to contain the anger boiling within me. Genesis had been right. It was real that the contents from Aton’s phone had transferred over. Everything was here—messages, plans, and schemes that Aton and my own fucking father had discussed. Each message was worse than the last, detailing how they intended to bring down Vivienne and tarnish everything she’d worked for. I could feel Alice and Ronaldo leaning in, reading over my shoulder. Alice gasped, covering her mouth as her face turned pale. She shook her head. “I can’t believe they could plan something so evil,” she whispered, horrified.Ronaldo’s expression darkened, his eyes sharp and filled with rage. “This won’t slide,” he said firmly, his voice low and steady. “I won’t let them get away with this.”His words fueled my resolve. I nodded, swallowing hard, though my mind was racing. Ju