Claire went up to the rooftop to get some air and let her tears fall. What she saw was simple, and she knew she wasn’t usually the jealous type, but because she was pregnant, she found herself doing things she normally wouldn’t. She let out a heavy sigh, overwhelmed by her emotions. She wished she had just stayed home so she wouldn’t cause any trouble. Her hands instinctively went to her stomach, gently rubbing it. “Baby, why did we have to do that? Daddy was in a meeting, and now we got scolded,” she said to her unborn child, even though she knew it wasn’t fully developed yet. Realizing she needed to apologize to Zekeil for what she did, she stood up and was about to leave the rooftop when she suddenly saw Camille standing there, having just arrived. “Alone?” Camille smirked at her, making Claire step back. She always felt danger whenever Camille was near. “Were you crying? Aw… How pathetic!” Claire flinched when Camille suddenly shouted, her eyes burning with anger. “I w
Meanwhile, Claire hurriedly rushed down from the rooftop, crying as she searched for help. “H-help, my son,” Claire said weakly, clutching the painful part of her stomach. “H-Help Zayne!” She screamed again, and moments later, she was startled when someone came running toward her. “Venice! Venice!” Zekiel shouted as he immediately embraced the woman. “Z-Zekiel, it’s Zayne,” she whispered tearfully. “Venice, I’m sorry! I’m sorry, please forgive me. I didn’t mean to shout at you—please forgive me,” Zekiel pleaded with her. Ever since Claire left the meeting room, he had intended to follow her, but he couldn’t leave because of the meeting. --- “Venice!” Zekiel stood up to follow the young woman, but he froze when Camille spoke. “Where are you going, Kiel? The meeting isn’t over yet!” Camille shouted, and others nodded in agreement. “She’s right, Mr. Gray. Who even is that woman? She’s just disrupting this meeting! She could put the company at risk!” Camille’s father
Claire woke up from hunger and was greeted by the white ceiling. “Venice? Venice, you’re awake!” Claire turned to the voice and saw Zekiel beside her, a smile on his lips. “W-water,” she managed to say weakly, and the man immediately obliged, handing her a glass. “How are you feeling? I was so worried about you and our baby,” Claire paused mid-sip as she remembered her child—especially since her stomach had been hurting before she lost consciousness. “How’s my baby?! Is she okay?!” she asked, her voice trembling with tears. “Calm down, stress isn’t good for you. The baby’s fine, but the doctor said what happened earlier must never happen again, or she might not make it next time.” Claire breathed a sigh of relief at his words—until she remembered Zayne. “Zayne,” she murmured softly, but Zekiel heard her. “Don’t worry, he’s fine. Look, there he is,” Zekiel pointed to Zayne, who was sitting on the sofa wearing his headphones. Claire couldn’t shake off her confusion—how
“I thought what you were watching was sad, so why are you blushing?” Claire froze at Zekiel’s words and quickly took another spoonful of ice cream, but she was startled when Zekiel suddenly grabbed her hand and ate the spoonful meant for her. “Hmm… It is delicious,” Zekiel said with a grin, expecting her to get annoyed, but instead, she burst into tears. “M-My ice cream!” Zekiel panicked at her reaction. “I-It was just one spoon, why are you acting like it’s your whole life?!” he tried to calm her down, but Claire only cried harder. “You stole my ice cream! That was mine!” Zekiel immediately hugged Claire, making her stop because she could smell his cologne—and she loved it. “Stop it! I’ll buy you tons of ice cream, just don’t cry,” Zekiel coaxed, making Claire look up at him. “Really?” “Really, really! So stop crying, okay?” “Okay! I’m easy to talk to!” Claire said, wrapping her arms around Zekiel’s waist and sniffing him. “Ah, Venice, I haven’t even changed yet
CLAIRE “HEY Venice, wake up,” I was startled when someone called my name. I had fallen asleep early last night because I was so exhausted. I opened my eyes and saw Zekiel, but it was still dark around us—did that mean it was still night? “S-Sir, did you just get back?” I asked, yawning right after. “No, I got back last night. It’s almost dawn now. We have somewhere to go, so I’m waking you up early.” Hearing that, I just rolled over—I didn’t want to go. “You guys go ahead, I’ll just sleep here.” “What? No way. Zayne’s coming with us.” That made me pause. If my son was going, that meant I wouldn’t enjoy it anyway. “No, it’s fine. I’ll stay here. There are plenty of guards anyway. Go ahead, be careful.” I waved at him while facing away, hugging my pillow again. “Kyah!” But I yelped when I was suddenly lifted from the bed—Zekiel was carrying me. “Zekiel, what the—?! I was still sleeping!” I snapped at him, gripping his neck tightly because I suddenly felt nervous. “So
“Why are we really here?” I said, crossing my arms as I sat on a single sofa while the father and son were on the longer couch. “For vacation,” Zekiel replied simply, making me raise an eyebrow. “Vacation? What about your work?” “Hero can handle it for now.” My eyebrow rose even higher at that. “Poor guy, you just dumped all your work on him.” “Tita-Mommy, don’t you want to spend time with us?” I blinked at what my son said. It was unusual—lately, he’d been noticing me more and actually talking to me, unlike in the past few days. “Of course I do, but—“ “No more ‘buts.’ We’re already here, so let’s just enjoy ourselves,” Zekiel said with a smile, making me frown. “I’m always sleepy. How am I supposed to enjoy anything?” His smile faded at my words. “This is your fault! You got me pregnant, and now I can’t even move properly!” My voice cracked, on the verge of tears. He immediately stood up, took my hand, and pulled me toward the couch, making me sit between them. “D
Claire stood frozen in place, unable to move, speak, or even breathe properly after what she had just discovered. It felt like a nightmare—one she never wanted to happen in real life. “Hey! Say something, Venice—or should I say, Claire Sanchez?” Camille smirked, making Claire instinctively step back. “H-How did you know?” Claire stammered, her voice shaky as if she couldn’t catch her breath. Her hands trembled, and cold sweat trickled down her skin. “How? You think I’m stupid enough to tell you? I know you, Venice, so stop pretending!” Camille snapped, making Claire flinch. A flood of questions raced through her mind, but fear overpowered them all. What if Zekiel found out? What if Zayne knew? What would they say? Worse—what if they got angry and left her? Over the past few days, Claire had grown closer to Zekiel, especially since they often sat together at night, talking before sleep. He was the one who comforted her during her pregnancy mood swings and even went out of his
(FLASHBACK) The father and son woke up to find Claire missing from the bed. Zekiel was about to rush out to look for her when Zayne spoke up, stopping him in his tracks. “Daddy, Tita-Mommy went for a walk!” They saw the sticky note she had left on the table, and Zekiel nodded in understanding. “Oh, I see. Let’s just leave her be for now. This is the first time she’s gone out alone, and I know she’s safe here in the resort.” Zayne nodded at his father’s words, and they began fixing the bed—until Zayne suddenly thought of Zoey. “Daddy… is there any chance that—I mean, if another child were to become part of our family, would that be okay with you? Especially if it’s a girl?” Zekiel paused in arranging the sheets and looked at his son. Zayne’s heart pounded at his father’s reaction, especially since he was just staring silently. “What do you mean?—Oh! You’re talking about Venice’s daughter. Of course, I’d be more than okay with that. Remember, Zayne, family isn’t just abo
“Y-You’re right, okay okay! Thank you, Louise! I wouldn’t know what to do if everything you said actually happens.” “Don’t forget, I’m always here, Claire. I’m your friend, and I’m ready to stand by you. Alright, bye now, Claire—my meeting starts in five minutes.” “Okay, Louise, thank you. Take care there!” After that call, she went straight to Zoey’s room and saw that the twins were already asleep, while Zekiel was waiting for her. “Why did you take so long?” the young man greeted her. “Louise called to check up on me.” Zekiel frowned at her words. “Louise? I blocked that guy—how was he still able to call you?” Claire’s ears perked up at what Zekiel said, remembering Louise mentioning he couldn’t reach her. “You! You’re the reason Louise couldn’t contact me right away!” Claire whispered sharply, almost shouting, making Zekiel freeze. “M-Me? What did I do?” he stammered, seeing the pain in her eyes. “Louise told me he couldn’t reach me, so he couldn’t tell me sooner
“WHY did you tell him?!” Claire said with wide eyes, whispering to her friends. “S-Sorry, Claire. We had no choice at that time,” Quinn replied. “Besides, it was your brother who came up with that plan, not me!” Claire could only sigh at Bea’s words, unable to look at Zekiel. “Wait, your brother? But isn’t that Timothy? He didn’t say anything back then.” Bea glanced at her friend, realizing that even she didn’t know the full truth about Claire’s past. “Why don’t you ask Timothy? I’m sure he knows something since he’s acquainted with Claire’s brother, Clark.” Quinn shot her boyfriend a sharp look. “A-Ahh, well… it’s a long story,” Timothy awkwardly laughed at his girlfriend. “Hey, my life,” Zekiel called out, causing Claire and her friends to freeze. “I think we should head out now. Let’s go, guys,” Bea said, pulling them away. “Wait, you all still have a lot of explaining to do!” Hero called after them, leaving the two standing by the door. Zekiel approached Claire
“Wait, Bea, I have a question,” Zekiel said, making everyone turn to him—even Claire waited for what he was about to say. “What is it?” “Did you have anything to do with why Mom and Dad showed up at my meeting with the board members back when Camille and I almost got married?” Suddenly, Claire remembered that incident—the very reason she had to go to Gray’s Company in the first place, because of the arranged marriage between Zekiel and Camille. “Ah, about that… Quinn was the one who made that decision, Claire, not me!” Claire frowned at the sudden shift in Bea’s expression, especially since she was looking at her when it was Zekiel who had asked the question, not her. “Why am I being dragged into this?” she asked, glancing between the two friends. “What do you mean you? It was Bea!” Claire only got more confused by what was happening—until the men approached them and Timothy spoke up. “They both said you were the owner of Cs Boutique.” (Flashback) “This is a huge mes
CLAIRE I couldn’t move from where I stood because of what I heard. Suddenly, the words of Kuya Clark and Timothy flashed through my mind. “How did that person get in here?! Don’t you have security?!” Zekiel’s voice rose, and I didn’t stop him because even I was furious about their negligence. “I’m really sorry, Mr. Gray, but this is a hospital. Anyone can enter, and we didn’t expect something like this to happen.” The doctor was right—we shouldn’t blame anyone because, first of all, no one wanted this. Who would’ve thought our daughter would be in danger? “Z-Zekiel, that’s enough. The doctor’s right. All we need to do now is find out who did this,” I said, tightening my grip on his hand, which made him sigh. He stared at me for a long moment before forcing a smile. This was one of the changes in him that I liked—he’d become humbler for me, unlike before when he was so prideful and quick to yell. “Okay, fine. Give me the footage, Doc. We’ll handle it.” The doctor nodd
“Wow! Zekiel said you’d all go out once Zoey recovers,” Bea suddenly said, saving them all and allowing them to breathe a sigh of relief. “Is that so? I hope our daughter wakes up soon,” Claire said sadly, looking at Zekiel. “M-Mommy…” They were startled by the weak voice, but it was loud enough for them to hear. When they turned toward the source, they saw Zoey was awake. “Zoey!” Claire immediately approached the child and asked how she was feeling. “Z-Zoey! You’re awake! How do you feel? How are you, sweetheart?” Claire asked rapidly. “I-I’m okay, Mommy… I’m thirsty…” “She wants water! Call the doctor, hurry!” Claire said frantically. Zekiel moved quickly and handed Claire the water. “Hey, calm down, okay? You’re panicking too much,” the man said to the woman, holding her hand that was clutching the glass of water. Claire finally snapped back to reality and seemed to relax. “Our daughter is fine, take it easy,” Zekiel added with a smile, making her unable to re
“Are you even listening to me, Claire?!” “Yes, Kuya! Geez! I’m just thinking—if what you’re saying is true, then I believe it’s time for me to act.” Timothy frowned at Claire’s words. “Act? I didn’t tell you so you could take action, Claire! What’s wrong with you?” The young woman turned to look at him. “If I don’t act, then what? Should I just let my family suffer? Kuya, they’re after me, so I should be the one to end this.” Timothy stared at his friend in disbelief, seeing the seriousness in her expression. He hadn’t expected that along with the return of her memories, her stubbornness would come back too. “I won’t allow that. I’ll tell your brother about this.” Claire’s eyes widened at his words. “N-No! I was just kidding! I won’t do it, Kuya!” “You can’t fool me.” Timothy turned away, but Claire quickly grabbed his arm to stop him. “Kuya, come on! Kuya Clark told me Mom died because of those people!” Timothy froze and turned back to her. He saw tears streaming do
Kaithy glanced at her child’s words and saw a handsome man who looked exactly like the twin. “Mom, Auntie, this is Kuya Zekiel. The father of our children and my boyfriend.” Zekiel was shocked by Claire’s words, especially when she reached out her hand to him. Without thinking, he took it and let her pull him closer. Meanwhile, Nanay Lucing broke her embrace with her grandchild and turned her gaze to Zekiel. “So you’re Zekiel,” she said seriously, making Zekiel smile. Even though he was surprised by the sudden introduction, his heart swelled with happiness. “Hello, I’m sorry I wasn’t there to take care of your daughter. But whatever happened in the past, let’s forget it—what matters now is the present,” Zekiel said with a smile. However, none of them knew someone was listening from the doorway. “Forget the past? In your dreams, Gray,” the person muttered through gritted teeth, slowly closing the door. Zekiel glanced at the now-closed door, and if looks could kill, it would
”WHERE is your brother?” Claire looked at Bea because of her question, which also made the others glance at her. “Ah, he already left. He’s going back home.” “To Paris?” Zekiel suddenly cut in, making Claire look at him. “Y-Yes,” Their brows furrowed at Claire’s response, and she immediately went to Zoey to attend to her. Bea, Dylan, and Hero exchanged looks at the girl’s action and just shrugged. They didn’t want any more commotion. “WHERE is my grandchild?!” Claire jolted awake upon hearing a loud voice and saw Nanay Lucing along with Quinn, Kaithy, and Timothy. “Nanay Lucing!” She quickly stood up and hugged her. “Zoey’s fine now. She’s had surgery, and the doctor said she’ll recover fully.” “Thank goodness! We were so worried!” Timothy’s mother said before approaching Zoey to check on her more closely. “Why didn’t you tell us, Claire? We would’ve understood. Why did you keep it a secret?” Claire fell silent at that, and Timothy stepped closer. “You have a
I was pulled away from hugging Kuya (older brother) because of that, and I looked at him. He had a smile on his lips and wiped the tears on my cheeks. “If Mama were here, she would say the same thing—let them be, Claire.” Because of what Kuya said, I turned to the doctor and nodded. “Go ahead, Doc. And please… save our child.” After I said that, I felt Zekiel hold my hand. He smiled at me, then looked at the doctor. “Operate on our child,” Zekiel said before turning back to me and squeezing my hand. So this is what it feels like to have someone beside you in times of sorrow… It feels so comforting. “The operation was successful.” I immediately hugged Zekiel and Zayne when the doctor delivered the news as he stepped out of the operating room. “M-Mommy… D-Daddy, my twin is safe now!” Zayne said happily, making me smile as I could no longer hold back my tears. I was overjoyed that Zoey’s operation had a successful outcome. I glanced at Zekiel when he held my hand, smi