Although Jethro and I had shared countless intimate moments, I still felt uncomfortable with him watching me bathe. I tried to ignore his gaze, hurrying to get clean. We needed to get to the hospital as soon as possible. I was worried about his bleeding wound.Jethro then came over and started to help me, initially using a towel to wipe my back. However, soon his hands replaced the towel, caressing my chest from behind. The sensations from earlier hadn’t completely faded, and his teasing re-intensified them.I pushed his hands away in annoyance. "Stop messing around. If you keep this up, I'll get angry."I couldn’t believe he was in the mood for such antics with his wound bleeding out. Wasn't he afraid of it getting infected? Infections were quite troublesome.Jethro seemed unamused when I pushed his hands away. He said in a low voice, sounding slightly displeased. "How dare you order me around, Serena. You’ve become quite bold."I wasn't intimidated by Jethro like before. I knew
I knew a future with Mason was impossible, but I still didn't want to cause him pain.Jethro observed Mason with an inscrutable expression, his dark eyes giving nothing away. It was hard to decipher his thoughts."Your wound is bleeding. Let's get it bandaged to prevent any infections," I said, concerned that Jethro might blurt out something even more explicit.It seemed like Jethro, aware of Mason’s feelings for me, was intentionally provoking Mason. My previously friendly relationship with Mason was likely the prompt of some sort of response. Despite their brotherly bond, Jethro's pettiness wouldn't allow him to ignore my history with Mason. Jethro paused briefly, giving Mason a stare-down, before heading into the doctor's office.I went in as well, and I noticed Mason's lonely figure as I closed the door behind us. I sighed helplessly, feeling sorry for him, but all I could hope for was that he would move on.The doctor, a man in his mid-fifties, carefully examined Jethro's blo
After I shared my thoughts, Mom's expression subtly shifted, leaving me uncertain about what was on her mind."Is there something wrong, Mom?" I asked, my brows furrowing in confusion.She hesitated a little, then said, "Well, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you.”Mom gave me a troubled look, and whenever she showed such an expression, it was usually about money. I wondered if she was going to ask for money again, even though Jethro had just given them 50,000 dollars a few days ago."What is it?" I asked despite suspecting it wouldn't be anything good."Sean’s legs are almost fully healed, and you’ve mentioned wanting him to be self-sufficient. Could Jethro find him a job? Something that’s not too demanding?" Mom asked as she glanced at Jethro.I knew Mom was waiting for Jethro to speak up. Although I wasn't happy about relying on him for everything, since Mom had brought it up, I couldn't say much. I just hoped Jethro would respond.Jethro continued eating gracefully
In Mom's eyes, Sean was forever a child. Despite agreeing to let him work in the city, she couldn’t stop worrying about him."Sean’s an adult, Mom. He can handle basic chores on his own. There’s a washing machine and even a fridge in the apartment. It’ll all be very easy.” I sighed, feeling somewhat defeated.Mom's patience started wearing thin, and her tone became more threatening. "You've married into a wealthy family and are now living a life of luxury, enjoying everything from a silver platter. Can't you let your brother stay here even for a while? As the older sister living in such a luxurious house and enjoying such a comfortable life while your younger brother struggles in the city, what will people think of you if word gets out?”I felt a mix of anger and frustration. Mom’s demands were unreasonable. The villa belonged to Jethro, not me. I couldn't decide who stayed here, especially without Jethro's approval."Mom, please understand, this house is Jethro’s, not mine. I don'
"What the hell? You said you lived alone, didn’t you?""I-I don’t know either. I'm the only one living here." Sean's voice came from inside the room, sounding startled. "Who’s there?" he called out."Your sister!" I replied irritably before making my way to the living room.It took Sean ten minutes to dress and came out of the bedroom. He appeared casual and unconcerned, his furrowed brows indicating displeasure at my unexpected visit."Why are you here, Rina? And how did you get in?" Sean slouched on the couch, resting his feet on the coffee table. His voice carried a hint of annoyance.Sean's couldn’t-care-less attitude fueled my anger. "I wouldn't have known what you’re up to if I hadn’t come. Why weren’t you at work? What are you doing at home?”"You clearly heard what I was doing. Really, Rina, the next time you decide to visit, give me a heads-up. That scare you gave me made my Lil’ John shrink like a turtle’s neck," he shot back, blaming me for his predicament.I had harb
Upon seeing the cash in my hand, the woman's scowl quickly transformed into a grin. She accepted the money and hastily got dressed."I’m off, Sean. Give me a call when you're in the mood again," she said, tossing a flirtatious kiss Sean’s way before heading out the door."Why are you leaving? We’re not finished yet. I haven't satisfied you!" Sean called out anxiously as the woman left, clearly agitated. But once she pocketed my money, she didn’t spare him another glance.After she left, Sean and I were alone in the living room. Today's revelation of his actions deepened my frustration with him."This is your last chance," I told him sternly, "From today onwards, I expect you to commit to your job and earn your living honestly. If you continue behaving like this, you might as well quit your job.” Taking a deep breath, I stared at him icily. I couldn't accept Sean's reckless behavior with women. Though he was my brother, I wanted him to be responsible, not someone who carelessly sl
"I think even giving Sean a job as a security guard is overestimating him. Based on his capabilities and character, I doubt you'd even consider him for janitorial work at Titan Ads under normal circumstances. His landing a job as a security guard is already more than I expected."I understood Sean's limitations, and for Jethro to bear with someone like him in his company was already a huge favor. Perhaps my response was expected, as Jethro’s expression remained unchanged.Just when I thought he wouldn't continue discussing Sean, he continued, "Sean has been causing trouble. He’s intimidating the staff by exploiting his connection to me. How do you think I should handle it?"Jethro’s words caught me by surprise. Sean's behavior, using Jethro’s influence to bully others, was beyond my worst fears. Despite Jethro's calm demeanor, the issue was clearly weighing on his mind. I lowered my head, unable to meet his eyes, feeling like a child who had done something wrong."I apologize for t
Despite my weariness from being three months pregnant, I dragged myself to get out of bed. Jethro had become bolder, demanding my love almost every night. I began to wonder if he was made of iron. He would passionately engage me until midnight and still wake up rejuvenated for work, while I found myself drained each morning.After freshening up, I noticed Jethro waiting in the living room, dressed in gray casual attire. It was a rare sight as he usually preferred monotone suits. This more relaxed look softened his usually stern, distant appearance."What's happening today? You're being awfully secretive," I inquired as I approached him, admiring how the casual outfit enhanced his handsome features."It's a surprise. You'll find out when we get there," he replied, flashing a captivating smile. He took my hand and our fingers intertwined, sending my heart racing.The drive was quick, and I refrained from asking further questions. After half an hour, we arrived at an unfamiliar street
I knew that nothing I said to the contrary was going to convince Jethro otherwise. All he cared about now was protecting his little princess. "Okay then, I'll be waiting for you at home. Don't work overtime tonight, okay?""Got it! I'll be home soon," he agreed smilingly. I was sure he’d have gone home with me straight away if it weren't for work.Doris was already waiting by the time I got home. She looked both excited and assured. "So? Pregnant, right?""You nailed it!" I laughed."Oh dear! Seren’s going to get a sibling soon!" she chirped. I shook my head helplessly. I should’ve been the happiest one, but the Willows were just one-upping me one after another right now. I smiled at Doris. "I'm a little tired, so I'll be in my room.""Go, go. I'll get the housekeeper to make something nutritious for you," Doris replied. Jethro came home a lot earlier than usual. He had a large bouquet of roses with him too. I couldn’t recall when was the last time he gave me flowers."Is thi
Mason chuckled dryly. "Well, well. Working hard, huh? You’re expecting again."I felt guilty for having asked him for help now. It was as if I was putting salt on his wound. I avoided his gaze and decided to go around him. "Umm, if it inconveniences you, then I wouldn't mind joining the line. See ya."He frowned and stepped in my way. He smiled. "I've already made the arrangements, Serena. Just go."Despite his smile, I could tell Mason was simply hiding his feelings. I sighed. I didn't want to hurt him, but he never seemed to change. He kept doing things for me, and I was simultaneously moved and frustrated by his loyalty. But I could only ever love Jethro. I could never reciprocate Mason’s feelings. I silently followed him into the consultation room. A while later, the doctor confirmed that I was pregnant. I felt as though I had soared to the sky, and I wondered how Jethro would feel about this. Mason was by my side the entire time, so naturally, he was privy to the news. I fa
I woke up the next morning feeling like a well-wrung-out-rag. I had gotten home late, and Jethro kept me up till the wee hours of the morning. I had only fallen asleep just before dawn.Restless, I turned to look at Jethro who was deep asleep and felt slightly resentful. He had worn me out last night, yet here he was, sleeping peacefully without a care. I sat up and gently nudged him awake. Even though he had exhausted me, he was the one who had truly exerted himself, so he was certainly even more tired than I was.Jethro opened his eyes groggily, asking sleepily. "What’s wrong?""Do you even have to ask?" I retorted."Did I not satisfy you last night? Well, are you up for more then?" he teased.I stared at him, dumbfounded. Why was he always thinking such thoughts? When had I ever hinted that I wanted another round?Irritated, I shot him a glance and decided to get out of bed to wash up. While I brushed my teeth, I suddenly felt a wave of nausea. I found this strange. I hadn't e
Jethro’s anger ebbed away upon hearing my words, though his face continued to carry a trace of annoyance."That's more like it. Remember, if this happens again, you’re never leaving the house ever again," he warned.I wasn't upset that he was angry. I understood it was because he cared about me. I would’ve felt the same if the roles were reversed. After all, worry was a byproduct of care."Were you waiting up for me?" I asked, realizing Jethro was still up in the living room though it was well past two in the morning."What else would I be doing?" he replied in a mix of irritation and relief."Geez, I've already apologized. Let's not dwell on this," I responded playfully, trying to defuse the tension. "Let's head to bed. I'm exhausted," I suggested, more than ready to end the evening. Taking his hand, I led us toward the bedroom.Sensing my weariness, Jethro followed without further comment. After a soothing shower, I felt much better despite the physical exhaustion. My mood, how
"You just implied that it wouldn’t matter if you faced such trauma again. If that's what you think, I might as well help it happen!" I said to Jolene, purposefully using harsh words to instill fear in her. My goal was to shock her into realizing the gravity of her actions. My real concern was for Evelyn—Jolene’s recklessness was causing Evelyn undue stress."Let me go, Serena! You’re insane!" Jolene protested, but I continued to tug at her, undeterred by her panic and anger. I wanted to teach her a lesson for her lack of empathy and respect."I'm the crazy one? It seems like you’re the one who has lost your mind, Jolene! Can’t you see what you’re doing to your mom? If you can’t handle life's challenges, then stop causing her pain!" Driven by frustration, I dragged her outside.Jolene then managed to break free, retreating and glaring at me fearfully. "Get the hell away from me! I don't wanna see you!" she yelled, visibly shaken.Seeing her sufficiently alarmed, I stopped, fixing he
"Seeing Jojo like this is breaking my heart.” Evelyn held my hand, her face marked by deep sorrow."I know you're upset, but don't worry, I'll talk some sense into her." Seeing Evelyn's distress, I felt uneasy. Though I was reluctant to interfere in Jolene's life, I couldn't ignore Evelyn's pain.I waited at Evelyn's house until late at night before Jolene finally returned. It was almost one in the morning, and my irritation surged upon seeing her. Jolene, reeking of alcohol, was a far cry from her former self. Her transformation was stark. Dressed provocatively and caked in heavy makeup, she resembled a hooker more than a member of a respectable family.I marched over to her "Jolene," I called out, unable to hide my annoyance.She stopped and faced me. She asked in a hostile tone, "What are you doing here at this hour?""Waiting for you." I faced her with a frosty demeanor."Waiting for me? I'm tired and have no interest in talking to you." Impatiently, Jolene turned to head ups
Lianna stared at Jethro tearfully, her voice laden with pain. "But I still love you. You once promised to love me forever. Why has that promise changed?""I might still harbor those feelings if we hadn't parted ways. But time changes emotions, and what we had can't be rekindled," Jethro replied, his tone reflecting a seriousness I hadn't seen in him before."Don't leave me, Jethro, please. I know I was wrong to leave you for money. Give me another chance. I can bring back the love we once had,” Lianna pleaded, clutching at Jethro's arm.Standing by the sidelines, I watched the scene expressionlessly. I wasn't worried because I knew Jethro would never return to her. His heart belonged to me now.Jethro withdrew his arm, and his gaze toward Lianna was cold and distant. "I’ve said all there is to say. Our relationship ends here. From now on, please stay out of my life. Stop bothering me," he stated firmly, then took my hand and walked out of the room, leaving Lianna behind.In the ca
The blood test was swiftly completed, but we had to wait three days for the paternity test results. Mason assured us he would notify us as soon as they were out.As Jethro and I were leaving the hospital, Lianna suddenly called out, "Jethro!” Her face was pale and her eyes filled with sadness."What else do you want?" Jethro asked in a detached tone.Lianna glanced at me, then continued, "I just want to ask you one thing. If Robin is your son, will you acknowledge him? Have you ever considered accepting us back into your life?""If he's my child, I'll take responsibility. But if not, please stay out of my life forever."Jethro was extremely serious as he spoke, his gaze toward Lianna emotionless. Her tears flowed as she listened to him, her expression becoming even more pained."Fine. If he isn’t your child, I’ll leave with him. But I’m certain he’s your child because you're the only man I've ever been with!" After saying this emotionally charged statement, Lianna sped off.Watc
"Are you being completely honest, Rina? You're not covering for this brat, are you? If he has an illegitimate child, I'll break his legs!" Raymond's gaze shifted to me, his disbelief apparent.I was taken aback by Raymond's words but also felt a sense of solidarity. It was clear he was supporting me."It’s the truth, Grandpa. I guarantee that the child Lianna has isn’t Jethro's. If you doubt him, surely you’ll believe me, right? If that boy were Jethro’s, would I be calmly discussing this with you now?" I said."Then we'll wait for the test results.” Seemingly somewhat convinced by my assurance, he gave Jethro a cold snort and looked away.Jethro frowned, clearly unhappy, but he remained silent. Witnessing the family's united front against him was oddly gratifying for me. Back in our bedroom, I felt pretty upbeat and couldn’t help humming a tune. Though Lianna's child wasn’t Jethro's, the recent tensions had weighed on me heavily. Seeing the family rally around me felt like a small