"Sure! I love eating whatever you cook, Rose." Yerick hauled Steve up and cradled him in his arms. "Hey, little guy! Do you miss me?" Steve suddenly raised a hand and hit Yerick's cheek in disdain, as if trying to push him away.Yerick frowned. "Why did you hit me? Are you allowed to bully others just because you're small?"Steve laughed and hit him again."Stevie, what are you doing?" Rosalie approached them. "No hitting. That's no good."If he picked up the bad habit of hitting others even before he turned one, it would only get worse as he grew older."I think Stevie likes me. Children are often bolder around people they feel closer to. It's fine, he can hit me a few more times." Yerick didn't mind it at all. Steve was just an infant, so what did he have to fear? Would Steve devour him? Yerick lifted Steve high, and Steve chuckled gleefully. "Have fun, you guys. I'll go prepare the food," Rosalie said.Yerick looked around him. "Rose, where is he?"Rosalie immediately k
Rosalie was washing vegetables when the doorbell rang.Yerick walked to the door with the baby in his arms. Through the peephole, he saw an old lady of around 60 to 70 years old standing right outside. She had a very commanding aura about her.Rosalie walked out of the kitchen and asked, "Who is it?""I don't know her. It's an old lady. Should I open the door?" Yerick said.Rosalie walked to the door in doubt and looked through the peephole. When she saw the woman standing outside, she was shocked.Wasn't that Chandra? What was she doing here? Was she here to cause trouble for Justin?Chandra lifted a hand to knock on the door this time. "I heard you talking. Open up!""Rose, who is she?" Yerick asked."She's Seb's grandmother," Rosalie said. "Let me handle this."Instead of opening the door, Rosalie asked through it, "Miss Fisher, what brings you here? If you're here to cause trouble, please forget about it. Let's not waste each other's time.""I'm not here to cause trouble.
"I'm sorry, but we're already divorced. There's nothing you need to know about me, and I didn't ask Seb for a single cent either. If there's nothing else…""Ms. Young, don't worry." Chandra cut Rosalie off, with clearly no intention of leaving. "You should know that if I were to kick up a fuss over what happened at the private room before, you'll certainly be implicated?"Rosalie frowned. "Are you really going to do that?""That depends on what you'll do next. You seem to care much for that kid. Even if I can't target you, I'll be able to target him. Do you want me to do that?"Rosalie sat back down. "What exactly do you want?""I've made it clear that I just want to get to know you better. If you answer my questions properly, I can pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, I have all the means to make things difficult for him.""What do you want to know about me?" Rosalie asked coldly."I did a quick check on your background. After your parents passed away, you were taken in by the
Chandra's strange behavior utterly confused Rosalie. Why exactly did this woman come here?"Wait," Rosalie called out to her.Chandra turned around. "Is there anything else?""How will you deal with Justin exactly?""Him?" Chandra said indifferently, "Do you want me to spare him?""But of course!" Rosalie exclaimed. "Don't forget, you guys started it first.""No problem. I'll take it that it never happened and I won't cause him trouble. Happy?"Rosalie was getting increasingly confused by the minute. "What exactly is your motive? Why did you…""What?" Chandra said with a chuckle. "Will you only find it normal if I kick up a huge fuss about it?"Based on the Chandra Rosalie knew, it was expected of her to kick up a big fuss about the incident, but Rosalie naturally didn't want her to do so. It was exactly what she wanted.Now that she had gotten what she wanted, she felt confused about what Chandra wanted."Don't worry. I'm a woman of my word. I won't waste my time on that ma
A man crashed onto the floor, his face all bruised and swollen.Yerick, tired of beating him up, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his brows."Who gave you the guts to try to be a kidnapper? You useless bum! How did Aurora find you?"This man was the one following Rosalie in the supermarket. He was looking for a chance to kidnap her, but to his utter shock, he found himself kidnapped and abducted to this pitch-black room instead.He kneeled on the floor, pleading, "Sir, please spare me! Please, sir.""Who are you calling sir?" Yerick stomped hard on him. "Am I that old?"He kicked the man's face a few times until he started crying for mercy.Yerick crouched down low and snapped a few shots of the man's face with his phone. "I can consider sparing you. Call Aurora and tell her that you've killed Rosalie and buried her. Ask her how you should deal with the baby."Then, he pulled the man up from the ground. "Hurry up!" he snapped.The man picked up his phone with t
Aurora stood before the mirror in her wedding dress, admiring how she looked with a happy smile on her face.She was marrying Theodore today.Now that Rosalie had been dealt with, Aurora would be able to enjoy the rest of her life with Theodore in peace.Their wedding was a low-profile one and they didn't invite many guests. It wasn't exactly the kind of grand wedding Aurora had imagined, but getting married to Theodore was the main point. Nothing else mattered.Theodore stood alone on the balcony, smoking a cigarette. He looked suave in his wedding suit, but an air of despondence hung around him.Wesley approached him. "Theo."Theodore turned his head to glance at him. "What is it?""Your mom's here.""Great," Theodore said. "Both of you can be witnesses to the wedding.""Theo, you're all grown up and capable of making your own decisions. As parents, there's nothing much we can comment on. Aurora is pregnant and you should bear the responsibility. As long as your conscience i
"You think I'm in cahoots with Aurora?" Cynthia sighed helplessly. "Seems like you don't believe me. In that case, I'm leaving."Cynthia turned to leave."Stand right there!" Rosalie grabbed Cynthia's arm. "Make yourself clear. What exactly is going on?""A few days ago, Theodore brought Aurora to the hospital for a prenatal check-up. Coincidentally, I was there that day, too. I heard Aurora's voice in the washroom and she sounded like she was talking to the kidnapper. That's when I recorded her conversation. Wasn't it such a coincidence? Every time she does something wicked, I always have the chance to record evidence of it. Even the heavens aren't on her side."Oh, yes. Theodore is marrying her today, and I'm attending their wedding later. Do you want this evidence or not? If not, I'll take it away and let Aurora go unpunished and become Mrs. Spencer.""Cynthia Zeller," Rosalie asked. "Why don't you hand the evidence over to Theo yourself?""He'll surely blame me for not showin
"Cynthia Zeller!" Rosalie called out to her. "You can't leave! I've signed the contract and swore that I won't tell anyone. I won't do that, I promise!"Cynthia refused to budge. "I don't believe you unless you swear upon your son!""I can't swear upon my son! I can swear upon myself!"Cynthia scoffed. "Rosalie Young, what are you scared of? Do you have a guilty conscience? Are you worried you might implicate your son after swearing upon his name when you tell others about what happened today? You look as though you're ready to tell someone else about it right away! Otherwise, why do you not dare to swear? "In that case, you can forget about getting this evidence. Your grandma will just have to die an unjust death while the culprit goes scot-free and even gets to enjoy life being Mrs. Spencer!"Rosalie clenched her fists, fire burning in her chest. She pounced on Cynthia and tried to snatch the phone over.Cynthia shoved Rosalie to the ground. "Trying to snatch the phone for m
Wesley looked at Yerick, who was kneeling on the ground, and his heart ached.He painfully closed his eyes, wanting to say something, but he couldn't bring himself to speak the words at the tip of his tongue."Mom, why did you die without telling me who my father is? Were you afraid I would hate him? I did hate him, but now I'm all alone. How I wish I could find my real father. Even though I'd be angry at him, I think I would forgive him, as long as…as long as he's willing to accept me as his son."Wesley opened his eyes, a flicker of hope flashing in his gaze. Finally, he released the emotions he had been holding back. "Yerry, I'm your father."Yerick turned to look at Wesley, his eyes wide with shock. "What did you say?"Wesley crouched down, knelt on one knee, and held Yerick's hand tightly. "I am your biological father. I'm sorry for only telling you now, Yerry.""You're my biological father? Why… Why you? You're my godfather!" Yerick's expression was one of disbelief."Yerry, tha
Yerick drove, taking Wesley away from the house.It was only then that Wesley realized the place Yerick had brought him to was desolate, with only a small house in sight. The area was so remote that there were no streetlights."Yerry, why did you buy a house here?" Wesley asked."It's quiet. I like it," Yerick replied."It's quiet, alright, but it's so isolated and with no shops nearby. Did you live here before?" Wesley asked."Godfather, this is just a place I come to when I want to clear my head. Plus, with a car, it's easy to go anywhere," Yerick explained.They had been driving for about ten minutes, but through the car window, Wesley still hadn't seen any other residents. It felt eerily silent.After a while, the car came to a stop. There were lights here now, but they didn't seem like public streetlights."Godfather, let's get out. My mom is just ahead."Wesley got out of the car, and the two of them, holding flowers, walked down a small path in front of them.Wesley looked aroun
After Theodore calmed down, he looked up and said toward the door, "Someone, come in."The bodyguard walked in. "Mr. Spencer, how can I assist you?""Contact my father and tell him I have urgent matters to discuss. Ask him to come over.""Understood."The bodyguard immediately went out to make the call. After a while, he returned, saying, "Mr. Theodore, I couldn't reach Mr. Wesley. His phone is turned off.""Can't reach him?"The bodyguard nodded. "Yes. His phone is switched off.""Keep trying. Call the company, call his home. We need to find him."Theodore suddenly had an ominous premonition.-Wesley slowly opened his eyes, smelling a faint floral fragrance.He sat up from the bed and turned his head to see a diffuser nearby. It was letting off a swirling mist. Feeling a bit dizzy, and he glanced at the unfamiliar surroundings.He got out of bed. Where was this place?Just then, the door opened, and Yerick walked in. "Godfather, you're awake.""Yerry, where are we? Didn't we just hav
"You make it sound so easy. How do you know Sebastian wouldn't do such a thing? Do you know what he did to me? He tried to kill me several times! Do you think he will treat my son any better?"Theodore shoved him away and staggered.Justin quickly supported him, saying, "I know Sebastian isn't a good person, but this child isn't just yours. It's also Rose's. He loves Rose very much. He wants to be with her, so he wouldn't be stupid enough to harm Steve.""What if…""What if he really harms Steve?" Justin immediately said. "Don't worry. I'll tear Sebastian to pieces if that happens, and I'll give my life for it!""Give your life for it?" Theodore scoffed, "Do you think you can handle that?"Justin helped Theodore back onto the bed. "Just watch the video first."Justin turned to leave."Where are you going?" Theodore immediately asked.Justin paused at the door and turned back, saying, "I'm going to bring Steve to you.""Wait a moment." Theodore called out to him."What is it now? If you
Loving someone was inherently painful, especially when one didn't realize one's feelings at the start. It was only after losing the person that one woke up to the truth, but by then, the loss was final and irreversible.Things had already happened, and no amount of pain could bring back what was lost."Justin, what are you still doing here? Are you here to watch me suffer? Get out! Go! Tell Rose I will settle this with her. I'm not done with her. I will fight for custody. Steve is my child. I will take him home!"Theodore's heart was filled with hatred."I'm looking for Rose too, but I can't find her. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to you," Justin replied.Theodore froze. "What did you say?""Do you really think I came here to show off? I came because Rose's gone. If I could find her, I wouldn't have come to you. I tried to reach you before, but you were in surgery. Now that you're awake, I need you to get your emotions in check. What I'm about to tell you is even bigger than the fact
If the mysterious pregnancy and DNA test reports still left him with some doubts, hearing Justin's words in person—that Steve was indeed his son—completely erased any lingering suspicion. What replaced it was an overwhelming pain.Theodore had once wondered what it would be like if Steve were his son. He had even wondered if Steve could possibly be his son.However, thinking back to everything that had happened between him and Rosalie, he became afraid. He was afraid that if he thought too much about it, he might just be deluding himself. What would he do then?After all, when they met in Melrine, he had seen Rosalie, Sebastian, and Steve eating together at a restaurant. Theodore had watched as Sebastian and Steve interacted like father and son. His first instinct was that Rosalie and Sebastian had a child together.And Rosalie hadn't denied it. She had implicitly accepted it, which led Theodore to believe that Steve was indeed Sebastian's son.Theodore thought about his interactions w
Justin's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. He lowered his head and saw the papers that had fallen at his feet. He bent down and picked them up.Upon seeing the contents, he asked in surprise, "Where did you get this from?""You're asking me?" Theodore sneered. "Justin, are you the one behind this? Are you deliberately causing trouble by sending these things in Rose's name?"The more Justin listened, the more confused he became. Suddenly, he noticed an envelope on the nightstand. He picked it up and, upon seeing the sender's name, glanced back at the report in his hand."This definitely wasn't sent by Rose.""Not sent by her? Then where is she now? I can't get through to her phone. Tell her I need to see her. I want to talk to her, especially about Steve. I need to know if he's Sebastian's child or mine. I want to do the paternity test myself!"Whether the contents of the mail were true or not, Theodore was determined to investigate this matter personally. He had always assumed St
Theodore thought he was dreaming.His hands were trembling as he held the documents. He repeatedly examined the pregnancy test report and the DNA test report.The result showed that Steve was his biological son.What on earth was going on?The pregnancy test report was from a year and a half ago, but the DNA test report was from just a week ago.How could this be?"Mr. Spencer, are you alright?" The assistant noticed Theodore's abnormal behavior and was somewhat concerned. He didn't dare look at the contents of the documents, as this was Theodore's mail."My phone. Where's my phone?" Theodore asked."Mr. Spencer, your phone was destroyed in the car accident. I'll get you a replacement.""Wait. Give me your phone. Quickly!""Okay." The assistant immediately handed his phone to Theodore.Theodore knew Rosalie's number by heart, of course. He quickly dialed it."Sorry, the number you've dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."Was her phone turned off?The mail showed it
But what difference did it make? Theodore felt nothing for Cynthia—at most, just guilt."Theo, I'm not asking to be with you again, but I hope that I can see you often. That's all I want. As long as I know you're alright.""I just want to be alone for a while. Please leave," Theodore replied weakly. "Can I still visit you?"After a moment of silence, Theodore said, "Maybe in a few days. I just want to be alone now.""Alright, I'll give you some space to calm down. I'll visit you again. I hope we can still be friends. Oh, by the way..." Cynthia took a small gift box from her bag and placed it on the bedside table. "This is a gift I made for you.""What's this?" Theodore asked.Cynthia opened the box to reveal a red braided bracelet."I made this for you. Can I put it on you? It'll keep you safe and bring you good health."Theodore was indifferent. "Do you really believe in this kind of thing?""Theo, whether you believe in it or not, it's still my sincere wish. I spent the whole night