Emily’s pov "Let's just go." I tried to pull him away from that place immediately, but Alex let go of my hand and held his arm. He only glanced at me with an expression that puzzled me, then went back to picking out the items there.His attitude annoyed me. He constantly circled this place, looking for the gift he wanted to give Sarah. I was overlooked, as I had been walking with him since earlier.I held back my annoyance for a while because he said that he had a reason to keep Sarah for some time. I don't know what happened, but it was better for me not to confront and upset him directly."How about this? Do you think it's good?" He pointed at a ring with a sizable diamond, not much bigger than the necklace Sarah had bought earlier.I didn't like doing this, but I nodded my head. "Yeah, whatever you want." I turned my head the other way. He thinks I have the taste to help him choose the jewelry he'll give to other women. Is that it? How ridiculous.Alex gently pulled my hand. "Hon
Emily’s Pov'I glanced at my phone screen before I got out of the car and became even more annoyed when I saw no notification from Alex. "He didn't look for or ask for me at all," I grumbled in annoyance, exiting the car and walking into the house across the courtyard. "He must still not have finished choosing which item to gift Sarah."Thinking about it again, I became even more upset. He was now so quickly indifferent to me."What's with that face of yours? Why do you look upset?" Mom, who was about to walk past me, suddenly sat with me on the living room chair in the living room. "What's wrong with you?" She asked with concern.While I didn't choose to directly answer her question, I twisted my body where I was sitting in annoyance, then looked in the other direction, unfocused while sighing. "It's because of Alex.""What's wrong with him again?" The tone of voice sounded rather impatient as I complained about the name. "Didn't you just come out cheerfully when you wanted to go out
Emily pov's"Where are you going this early, Emily?" I turned my head as soon as I reached the bottom at Mom's voice.I paused, looking at her, unsure of what to tell her, but it was best that she didn't need to know what I was going to do outside. "I want to see my friend who just came back yesterday.""Which friend of yours?" She looked at me with an expectant look. Her hand stopped peeling the apple she was holding.I gave her a quick glance. "I told you that even Mom doesn't know him." I walked away before she could question me further. She was behind faintly. I could still hear her voice protesting my answer, but I simply ignored her.Today I promised to meet with the person I contacted yesterday to discuss my request further. We promised to meet at one of the cafes located quite far from my residence because I didn't want anyone to see me. As soon as I arrived in front of the small café and parked my vehicle, a man in a black suit sitting near the glass wall waved at me with a f
Sarah’s POV"Get your hands out of my hair!" I yelled at the crazy woman who came out of nowhere to suddenly pull my hair until my head was pulled back.I felt like slapping her because of the raised scalp and the pain. But I restrained myself and tried to be patient so as not to match her madness. Emily laughed carelessly, clasping her hands together in front of her chest. "Oh, sorry. I thought I saw a button stuck in there. I just wanted to help pull it out for you." She smiled wickedly in front of me.Her annoying expression in front of me dampened and made me sick. "What nonsense are you talking about? You obviously pulled it out for no reason, and don't act like I don't know about it."She smiled back at me, folding her arms across her chest as she tilted her head to look at me. "Is that so? You know I did it on purpose?" The smiling expression on her face immediately disappeared to be replaced with a sharp, cynical glare at me. "You trashy woman." A curse easily came out of her
Sarah's povFrom behind that back, I moved to the side and saw Ethan's expression as he stared intently at Emily. "What you're doing right now is a form of criminality that can be reported as assault." He made the woman who had already been shocked by hitting the wrong person shocked again with his sentence and way of speaking.I watched Emily, who momentarily showed her panic and shock when she hit Richard but then controlled it all by immediately becoming calmer. "What are you talking about?" She snorted sarcastically. "Assault, you say? Don't you know that slutty woman was the one who acted up first, huh?" flinching slightly didn't make him flinch or retract his intention of saying bad things to me.I rolled my eyes in disgust in the other direction. The thing I regretted was that I could face Emily alone, but Ethan appeared at a very inopportune time and took my place to be hit by her bag. I'm sure her punches weren't as strong and would have hurt a lot. Instead, I had prepared m
Alex's POV"When can I see her mom?" I approached my mother, who was sitting in our living room. She seemed to be enjoying her tea time alone.Sitting on the sofa in front of her, I looked at her face with anticipation for my question. As she smiled with a thin pull of her lips, I smiled, too. "Just wait a little longer." She set her teacup back on the small saucer on the table.My mother spent all her time being cared for and served by many people. She was a respected woman who knew how to maintain her position. She was full of mature thoughts yet not easily swayed by empathy. She was rational in dealing with people who only stood in her way, including knowing how to handle a mistress' son like Ethan."People are weak to pressure. They will not be able to move if they are pressured. Then, what will happen next is that pressure will make the targeted person fulfill the mold. He will do what we want." He stared confidently.Mom was right! I agree with her, people are weak to pressure.
Sarah pov's"Not everything can be done the same way, right?" I took my eyes off my laptop screen and looked at Mr. Luke and Ethan in turn.Ever since I found out about Ethan's identity that day, we've started to often have direct work discussions together, no longer just connected by Luke being the messenger and bridging our communication like before. For me it was more practical this way, I didn't have to wait too long and could ask questions directly and get answers right away.Ethan nodded his head. "Yes, it's not. Every strategy has its drawbacks, so we use the one with the least drawbacks but not too much trouble to do."I agreed and nodded my head. My hand wanted to go back to focusing on my notes, but the ringing notification on the cell phone I had put in my pocket kept going off in a long and annoying tone. I took it out and saw that there were many messages from people who were simultaneously asking how I was doing."Why are they asking about how I'm doing and about the tru
Sarah’s POV"How are you going to do it?" I handed my glass back to him.Ethan turned his body to put the glass down, then came back and looked at me. I could tell he was watching my eyes, which were now puffy from crying. Realizing how messed up I looked right now, I lowered my face while covering it with my hands and moved stiffly.But when Ethan's hand caught my wrist and brought it down, I froze and slowly raised my head to look at him. "Does it feel sore? Something hurts? Why are you covering it?" He asked in rapid succession.I was still shocked by what happened, so I didn't fully understand what he was asking. However, as his finger pointed and outlined his own cheeks, I realized he was talking about my face, probably because of my skin's habit of turning red, looking like a rash, and swelling up when I cry.I shook my head. "No." He didn't need to worry about it because it didn't matter.But Ethan continued to stare doubtfully. "Are you sure?" He glanced back and pointed at th
Sarah's POV“What do you think of the dress?” I twirled before Lira, who sat casually in her chair, nibbling on something.Lira’s eyes carefully assessed me from head to toe with a serious expression. Then, she motioned with her hand for me to turn around and show the other side. Only after doing so she nodded approvingly. “You look perfect,” she praised me with a satisfied smile.She got up from her seat and walked over to me, her hands gently adjusting a few strands of my hair that were out of place, making me look slightly untidy.“There’s no one more beautiful than you,” she effortlessly complimented me again.I chuckled softly at her words. Then, I turned to face the mirror, seeing myself wrapped in a white mermaid-style satin gown that beautifully accentuated my figure.The dress looked stunning with a long skirt and an elegantly open top. I truly loved it, but I couldn’t help feeling a little self-conscious. “But don’t you think it’s a bit too much?” I asked.From behind me, Ly
Ethan's POV After finishing our meal together, Sarah once again disappeared from sight. I’m sure she’s busy with Edmund now. That little boy has stolen his mother from me. No matter what or where Edmund is her priority, I feel my position has been shifted."Sir, would you like me to prepare some tea?" Emy asked me.I shook my head, intending to return to work for a while, but I changed my mind this time. "No need. Have you seen where Sarah is?""Miss Sarah is in Master Edmund's room, sir. She's putting him to sleep," Emy replied promptly.I figured she'd be there. I remember telling her that Edmund should get used to sleeping in his room. After all, he's old enough. But Sarah said she couldn't bear it and would stay with him until he fell asleep.I then moved toward Edmund's room, right next to mine. "Is he asleep?" I asked Sarah as soon as I entered.I hugged her tightly from behind while gazing at our sleeping son. I rested my chin between Sarah’s shoulder and neck and kissed her s
Ethan povAs soon as they finished eating together, Sarah did not show herself again, to the point that I am sure she must also be busy with Edmund this time. The little boy stole his mother from me, so now, whatever it is and wherever it is, Edmund is her priority, and my position has shifted."Master want me to prepare tea?" Emy asked me.I shook my head. I had originally planned to go back to work for a while, but this time, I canceled my intention. "No need. Where did you see Sarah?""Miss Sarah is in Mr. Edmund's room, sir. she was putting him to sleep." Emy replied immediately.I thought she must be there. I remember telling her to get used to Edmund going to his own bedroom; after all, Edmund was old enough, but Sarah said she couldn't bear it and would stay with him until Edmund fell asleep.I then moved there, walking to the room next to mine. "Is he asleep?" I asked Sarah just as I entered Edmund's room.I walked up to her even though I hugged him from behind. Looking at our
Ethan povAfter Sarah went downstairs to the inn, she needed to stay until her condition completely recovered after giving birth. I was in the room with her still holding her hand and stroking her gently."Do I look ugly?" she suddenly asked about it.I moved my eyebrows up silently, smiling, and shook my head slowly, denying her words. "It's not at all that you always look beautiful in my eyes, yesterday, today, and whenever; it doesn't matter what happens."My eyes looked at her with a gentle glint, and then my hand moved slowly, caressing her hair. Sarah, who just a few hours ago faced the Biggest Thing in her life, looks very beautiful in my eyes right now. You could say she was the most beautiful woman I had ever met. No woman could match her beauty; she was perfect for me."Does it feel so painful?" I looked at her with a fixed gaze and rubbed her cheeks slowly.The woman lying weakly on the bed shook her head slightly. She still looked helpless. "I'm not sure what it would be l
Ethan's POV"Sarah, what's going on? What happened?" I panicked and rushed into the bathroom after hearing her cry. I found Sarah bracing herself against the wall, visibly in pain, stretching her arms.I quickly turned off the faucet, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around her. She clung to me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. "I think I'm having contractions... I think it's time.""Time to give birth?" I looked at her, shocked.Even though we had prepared everything and eagerly anticipated this day, I still felt nervous when it finally arrived. I had researched what to do when Sarah went into labor, preparing myself as best as possible.But what you think and face are two very different things. My mind went utterly blank, overwhelmed with panic and fear. I repeatedly took deep breaths to calm myself as I helped Sarah get dressed."Okay, we’re heading to the hospital now. I’m taking you there." Once she was dressed, I lifted her and carried her downstairs, gently placing her in
Sarah's POVEthan immediately adjusted everything accordingly when I heard that we were having a boy. He called the decorators to prepare the room with a baby boy theme.Blue, white, and yellow dominated his chosen colors for the room's design. "Do you like it?" he glanced at me as I stood at the doorway.Meanwhile, Ethan was inside, moving around to arrange everything. He forbade me from entering, saying the smell of the paint was still too strong and could bother my senses. He was right. Even from a distance, I could still see the pungent paint fumes.I smiled and nodded. "Yes, I love it. I'm sure our little one will love it too. If he knew his dad prepared all of this for him, he’d be so happy."During my pregnancy, Ethan seemed happy, but his emotions during the first and second trimesters were quite complex. He was joyful, yet at the same time, he looked anxious, worried, and full of confusion. He expressed his concerns by forbidding me from doing many things and becoming overly
Sarah POV “Good morning, Miss Sarah. How are you today?” The doctor who regularly manages my pregnancy greeted me with her usual friendly demeanor.I smiled in response. “I’m good, Doctor,” I replied, pulling a chair across from her.The doctor began by reviewing my previous pregnancy reports. “Any complaints recently, Miss? How’s your pregnancy going?” she asked, briefly meeting my gaze before returning to the documents.Lately, there haven't been as many issues as the first and second trimesters. Both those stages were incredibly challenging. In the first trimester, I lost a lot of weight, which caused Ethan to panic.During the second trimester, though the severe nausea had subsided, my body still took a long time to adjust.But now, I could smile and answer, “No complaints, Doctor. Everything’s been fine with the pregnancy lately, though it’s getting a bit hard to move around.”The doctor smiled again. “That’s because the baby is growing healthily, and the weight has increased.”
Sarah POV "It seems we have to head back now," the devil beside me whispered softly, kissing my forehead after he finished his phone call. He had just received another call from Luke. I overheard a bit of it, and it sounded li ke something urgent at the office required Evan's presence. From what I know, they're signing a new project, and it might be the one that needs Ethan's direct attention. Well, to be fair, he's been on vacation for quite a while now. He took time off earlier to care for me after that incident with Diana's appearance. Before that, he also took an extended vacation when we went to an island, thinking I'd get bored staying home. Ethan's been spoiling me in many ways, but it's time for him to return to work. I gently stroked his face. "Yes, besides, we've been on vacation long enough. Have you contacted Elda to tell her not to follow us?" I suddenly remembered our personal chef, Elda, whose cooking made this trip even more delightful. She was never disappointed;
Sarah POV -“Do you not have a good relationship with James?” I turned to him as he opened the door for me.He glanced at me briefly. “Why do you ask?” He guided me inside carefully, still faithfully holding my hand and supporting my body.I shook my head lightly. “It’s nothing, I’m just curious. You two don’t seem to communicate well. Every time you start talking, it sounds like you're trying to punch and counter each other, then move on to the next attack.”I heard him chuckle softly. “Does it really sound like that?”I nodded. “Yes, it sounds like that and it looks like that. But strangely, your conversations go smoothly. You ask, and he answers, explains, and gives information. I thought he was really neglecting Grace.”I sighed, thinking it would have been the worst if that were true. But thankfully, it wasn’t, even though I had already misunderstood James. I thought he wasn’t a good father, but I didn’t know what he’d been through, what he’d done to raise his daughter alone and