Asher's POV"Hello, Asher," a sultry voice purrs, belonging to a woman who has a splitting image of Nadine, but you could tell that she isn't Nadine with all the amount of makeup plastered on her face.My face falls as I think about the heartless act she committed - abandoning my daughter on the doorstep without even bothering to check on her, and not honoring her dying wish. "What the fuck do you want here, you wicked, godforsaken woman?" I spit out, my words laced with venom. "You have no empathy for the child you brought into this world. How could you be so cruel and heartless?" I demand, my voice rising in indignation."Touché, that hurt, Asher, I only sent you the evidence of your reckless night with me. Oh, you didn't think it would have consequences, did you? When you were fucking me hard and promising me all your love and money?" She speaks without batting an eyelid, devoid of remorse.I turn to Logan, but he has a passive look on his face, clearly unprepared to intervene i
Logan POVI took a deep breath; I stood there, my mouth agape, as I processed everything Isabelle had just revealed. And then it clicks - she's Isabelle Haines, the one person who can shed light on the mysterious picture that's been driving me crazy. I thought I was closing in on the truth, but now I realize that Isabelle, the woman I confronted and accused, wasn't responsible for sending that picture.My mind races as I try to piece together the puzzle. If Isabelle wasn't the one who sent the picture, then who was? Who's behind the sinister plot to drive a wedge between us? Just when I thought I had the answer to my question, a new one emerged, leaving me more determined than ever to uncover the truth.Shocking memories come flooding back as I recall the online scandal involving Isabelle's picture with a billionaire - whose name still eludes me. I had taken credit for the leak, assuming it was just a careless mistake. But now, I realize that Nathalie's names were dragged into the
I gaze at the screen, my eyes fixed on the email's unsettling contents. How did I miss this? It's as if I've been sleep walking through my inbox. I recheck the screen, wondering if I've misinterpreted the message, but the words remain unchanged.Sydney Blake is the mastermind behind this. But why? But she is Nadine's best friend she was the one I saw with Nadine the first time I set my eyes on her.I feel like a pawn in Sydney's game, reacting exactly as she predicted. I sent Nadine away, playing into her hands.I take a deep breath, It's time to confront the truth and fight for Nadine, for my marriage though it may be a contract, I see it as a real one I know I should protect my son and Nadine, but I know I need to act fast. "Richie!" I call out, and he appears instantly."Get men to Nadine's new apartment, discreetly," I instruct. "Guard her, but don't reveal yourself. And send some to Nadine's mom's house, where my son is. Nothing can go wrong."Richie nods and hurries out of th
Nadine POVI hear Logan's words, it's a threat, one I can't afford to ignore. I start pacing back and forth in my house, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios.I grab my phone and dial my mother's number, my heart pounding in my chest. I need to know my son is safe. "Hello, Mum, how are you? And how's Shawn?" I ask, trying to sound calm despite my racing thoughts."Nadine, are you okay?" my mum asks, concern etched in her voice. "You sound out of breath. What's wrong?"I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself. I don't want to alarm her, but I need reassurance. "I just need to know Shawn is okay, Mum." I pause, waiting for her response.She stays quiet for some time, and I'm getting frustrated with her silence. "Mum, please! Say something! You're scaring me!" I exclaim, my voice rising in desperation."Take a deep breath, Nadine. What's wrong?" my mum asks, but I can sense a hint of frustration in her voice."Mum? Please stay indoors and don't receive any strange visitors!"
I look up, panic still gripping my heart, wondering who's burst into my living room. But as my eyes land on Ethan, my racing heart calms a bit. He scans the room, taking in the hefty men and Logan, his jaw clenched.Then, his eyes lock onto mine, and his expression softens. He rushes to my side in an instant. I can sense the underlying tension between Ethan and Logan. Logan's gaze is fixed on Ethan, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity, making me wonder if it's just jealousy or something more.But I push those thoughts aside and focus on Ethan."Hey, are you okay?" he asks, as he wraps a protective arm around me. I nod, still trying to process everything, "I'm fine. His men came to help," I say, nodding towards Logan without wanting to say his name.Ethan's gaze shifts to Logan, and I can sense the tension between them. But Logan's smirk catches my attention. He looks like he knows a secret, something we don't. His expression is infuriatingly calm. With Logan, you can never b
Logan's POVAs I watch Ethan walk into the apartment, my instincts scream at me to confront him. I want to march right up to him and demand answers. But I keep my cool, observing him instead.Ethan looks uneasy, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape route. He's not comfortable with the situation, but I'm not sure why. Did he expect things to go differently? Did he think Nadine would be hurt, or worse?My thoughts are interrupted by the memory of the man I captured at the scene of the accident.I take a deep breath, trying to process everything. I need to stay calm and get to the bottom of this. But it's hard when all I want to do is protect Nadine from whatever danger is lurking around her.I glance over at Nadine, who's watching Ethan with confusion and fear. I can see the uncertainty in her eyes, and it kills me.Ethan takes a step closer to Nadine, and my instincts flare up again. I want to push him away, to keep him from getting too close. But I hold bac
Nadine’s POVEthan's face twists in anger. He's unhappy that the culprit is caught, and I know I need to be careful around him. He takes a step closer, and I jump back, startled.But then I see Logan watching me, his eyes filled with concern. He wants to tell me something, but he's holding back. I'm thankful for him, even though I tried to push him away. He still sent his men to guard my house, keeping me safe."Logan, thank you for everything," I say, meaning every word.Logan stands still for a moment, then turns to me. "You're welcome, Nadine," I can tell he wants to say more, but he stops himself. He shakes his head slowly and walks away.As I gaze back at Ethan, I sense a long and uneasy night ahead. "Thanks for coming back," I say, trying to sound calm. "Did you sort out what you went for?"Ethan nods, stuttering, "Y-yes, I did."I sigh. "Okay," I say, heading towards my room. "All I want is a long bath and to curl up in bed. I'm tired."But Ethan follows me, making me uneasy.
I stand there, frozen in awe, taking in the details of the shop. I'm speechless, unable to find the right words to express my emotions. My gaze shifts to Ethan, and I'm met with a broad smile that suggests he's thrilled to have evoked this reaction."Wow, this is...beautiful," I say, my voice trailing off as I struggle to find the perfect words to describe the scene before me.I wander around the shop, taking in every detail, tracing the intricate designs with my fingers. I turn back to Ethan, his smile still hasn't faded. There's something about that smile that has held me spellbound for four years.Memories flood my mind - Ethan by my side throughout my pregnancy, with me through delivery, and beaming with pride as he held Shawn in his arms for the first time. He's been my rock, in every sense of the word, caring for Shawn as if he were his own.As I reflect on yesterday's events, I realize I was being paranoid about Ethan's look. I quickly dismiss the thought of him trying to har
Nadine’s POV As Logan prepares to leave, I reach out and grasp his arm, "Logan, stay."His face illuminates with a radiant smile, and I'm struck by the uncanny resemblance to Shawn. The same piercing eyes, the same jawline.Logan takes a step closer, his expressions were that of uncertainty, curiosity, and vulnerability.My mom rises from her seat, interrupting the charged moment. "I'll call the doctor," she says, exiting the room."Thanks, Ma," Logan says, turning his head to watch her leave.The room falls silent, with only the sound of our ragged breathing, I'm scared he would hear my heart pounding loudly.I hold his gaze, my heart pounding. What secrets lie beneath his enigmatic smile?Logan's eyes lock onto mine. He takes another step closer, his uncertainty palpable. Time stands still as he stares at me, my heart pounding in my chest.I smile, breaking the tension. Logan's face relaxes, and he smiles back. He leans in, his lips brushing against my forehead in a gentle kiss."W
Her voice bursts through the phone, with an infectious happiness. "Nadine is finally out of her coma!" she exclaims, her enthusiasm making a smile tug at the corner of my lips. "I'll be right there," I respond, already imagining the moment I'll see Nadine.I feel jealous and wish I could have been the first person she saw. I should have stayed by her side, not come home to freshen up. I push the thought aside, chiding myself for being selfish.As I rise from the couch, my body aches from the impact of two weeks of hospital vigils. I hadn't planned to sleep that long, but exhaustion got the better of me. I shake off the fatigue, as my heart races with anticipation. I need to see Nadine, to hold her, and know she's okay. I hurry towards the door, to make my way to the hospital.As I step out of my room, I notice Rosa coming from Shawn's room, her gentle movements showing that she's just put him to bed. I approach her, eager to share the news. "I'm off to the hospital, Nadine is awake
Logan's POVI'm rushing to Nadine's side, thankful for the vest that saved my life. I can see the pain on her face, blood seeping from her wound. I scream for the paramedics, trying to numb my pain because she needs me now more than ever."Stay with me, Nadine!" I shake her gently, desperate to keep her awake. But she smiles weakly, her eyes filled with pain, and holds my face. "Take care of our son," her voice barely audible.My heart shatters as she slowly closes her eyes. "Nadine, no!" I shout, with grief. The paramedics arrive, and I watch in a daze as they place her on a stretcher and load her into the ambulance. I climb in beside her, holding her hand as they work to save her life.The sirens blare, and the ambulance speeds away. My mind raced with thoughts of losing her. I'm trying to stay strong, but my heart is breaking. I'm whispering to her, "Don't leave me, Nadine. Please don't leave me." But she's not responding. I'm left with only the sound of my desperate pleas.I'm liv
Nadine's POV Tears stream down my face as I curl up in a ball, my body shaking with uncontrollable sobs. I feel like I'm slipping away.I never thought I'd be in this situation - it's like something out of a movie. Who would ever want to be here? I realize I've just woken up from sleep. My stomach growls with hunger. I wonder where my essentials are - my credit card, phone, and ID. I must have dropped them when I was dragged into the car. I panic in fear as I scan my surroundings, trying to remember what happened.I try to remember how I got here, but my memories are hazy. I recollect being dragged into a car, but it's all so fuzzy.I try to sit up, but a sharp pain shoots through my head, making me wince. I must have hit my head when I was taken. As I look around again, I notice a small door on the opposite side of the room, and I wonder if I could escape. But what if someone is waiting on the other side?Suddenly Sydney bursts through the door, her face is with rage, and I'm cau
Logan's POV As Nadine exclaims in joy, "I could kiss you right now!" I feel a surge of desire. I have to restrain myself from giving in to her simple request. My cock twitches in my trousers, responding to her proximity, but I know I must resist.Instead, I slowly lean in and kiss her hair, trying to play it cool. I make my way outside, taking a deep breath to calm myself down. I don't want to compromise our budding cordial relationship.The fact that she accepted the gift is a positive sign, but my mind is elsewhere. I'm worried about the impending danger lurking in the shadows. Ethan is nowhere to be seen, and I don't know what he's planning. I need to be prepared, nothing can go wrong with Nadine and Shawn, not while I'm still alive.I pull out my phone to call Asher, eager to share the good news that Nadine accepted the necklace. But as I walk into my home, my mind starts to wander. I can't shake off the feeling that something is off, but I can't quite put my finger on it.I t
"Ethan," I mutter, my voice shaking with relief as he approaches me. But his face is stone cold, devoid of emotions. "Ethan, thank God you're here. Please, tell Sydney I'm not Isabelle. She's got the wrong person."But instead of helping me, Ethan takes a step closer, with a file in his hand. His voice is laced with anger, making my heart quiver. "Do you think I give a fuck what she does to you?" he growls.I'm taken aback, shocked by his words. "But...but I thought you were here to help me," I stutter."Do you think I'm here to exchange talks with you? I'm here to make sure she finishes you, just like planned."Ethan's words are like a death sentence. I'm trapped, with no escape from Sydney's wrath. "Oh, so you mean to tell me that this was a plan worked out between you two?" I ask, trying to process the betrayal.Sydney's face twists in a snarl. "You still have the mouth to say rubbish? Many authorities want you dead. And it will be with great pleasure to end your life.""Imagine
I struggle to break free, but their grip is like a vice. My heart races like a wild animal, and my mind spins with questions. Who are these people? Why are they doing this?I'm manhandled and pushed into the cab I had stopped to hail, my body flailing wildly as I try to break free. I try to shout, "Leave me the fuck alone!" but my voice is muffled by the cloth covering my face.I attempt to move my hand to pull it off, but I'm shocked to find my wrist bound by a cold metal cuff.My mind races with thoughts of my life being threatened. Fear grips me. I think about all the milestones my son will reach without me. His first day of school, his graduation, his wedding day... I'll never get to see them.Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I think about my mom. She'll think I'm fine, but how long will it take her to realize something's wrong? Will she ever find out what happened to me?Ethan's face flashes in my mind. How will he feel when he finds out I've been taken? Will he be scared
I take a step back, trying to create some distance between us, as Logan’s face inches closer to mine. He notices my movement and hesitates."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...you know," he trails off, his eyes searching mine for understanding.“I just wanted to say thank you...for choosing to have Shawn, despite everything between us before you left.”“He's my boy too, and I don't regret...any of it," I sayLogan nods, with a small smile on his lips. "Thank you anyway.”I study Logan's face, trying to read his intentions. I kinda like this new, softer side of him, but I wonder if it's just an act for Shawn’s sake. Either way, it's a welcome change."So..." I draw out the word, curious about what he's going to say next.Logan’s hand slips into his pocket, and he pulls out a small box. He holds it out to me, his eyes hopeful.I shake my head, hesitant to accept whatever is inside. "No, Logan, I don't want anything from you."He takes a step closer, his hand still extended. "Just take it, Na
"Wait, sorry, my bad," I say, moving the phone away from my ear to double-check the number. I was expecting Ethan's call, but this number is unfamiliar. Yet, the voice on the other end is unmistakable - Logan.I try to sound civil, for Shawn's sake. "What's up?" attempting to keep the tone light."Nothing much, Nadine. Did you sleep well?" I'm not interested in small talk, so I cut to the chase. "Yes, I did. Why are you calling?" The pause is brief, but I sense he hesitates before Logan speaks again. I wait, wondering what he wants to discuss."I was wondering if I can have my time with Shawn today," I recall Shawn's excitement earlier, asking to see his buddy today."Okay," I say, and I can almost hear Logan's sigh of relief on the other end of the line. I'm taken aback - I know he thinks I'll say no. But I'm done fighting; all I want is what's best for my son."What time are you coming?" I ask."I'm right outside your mom's house," his voice is a little stronger now. I glance out