Half an hour later, Jethro arrived at my office. Despite being mentally prepared, my heart refused to stay calm.Clad in a sharp black suit, Jethro was the epitome of cold efficiency. He hadn't changed much since last year, except for a new, more severe aura. He sat opposite me, his icy gaze piercing."Would you like some tea or coffee, Mr. Jethro?" I asked, maintaining a faint smile as the air was thick with tension."No need. I'm here to make it clear that your hopes for a deal with Scarlet Ventures are futile. I'm well aware of the little maneuvers your company has been making behind the scenes," Jethro stated coldly, exuding the confidence and warning of a seasoned professional.His words caught me off guard. Our company had just begun aiming for a partnership with Scarlet Ventures and Titan Ads. His swift awareness surprised me, a reminder not to underestimate him. Still, I composed myself, knowing any sign of weakness was unfavorable."Mr. Jethro, business thrives on competi
"Listen to me, Serena. As long as I'm alive, you're my woman. I won't allow any man to touch you!" Jethro's gaze penetrated mine, his voice sinister and domineering, the kind that seemed to swallow everything in its wake.The audacity of his claim sparked anger within me. He had abandoned me a year ago, and now he presumed he had the right to say such things? What gave him the right to speak to me this way? I had nothing to do with him anymore!"Remember, Jethro, it was you who walked away? Don't you find it laughable to come to me now with these words? Did you say any of this when you abandoned me?" I scoffed at him coldly.Every word he uttered was absurd to me. I didn't know what he was thinking, but I was clear about my own feelings, and I wouldn't believe a word out of his mouth."I walked away? It was you who left without a word! What made you this way, Serena?!" Jethro's response was tinged with sarcasm and disbelief, his body tense with emotion. He shook my shoulders, his w
Nathan's voice was gentle, yet he was keenly observant of my behavior.Remembering my recent thoughts of Jethro and our shared history, a wave of discomfort washed over me. I lowered my gaze to avoid Nathan's scrutinizing look, at a loss for words."Did you need something?" I managed to ask, lifting my head slightly, attempting to mask my inner turmoil with a semblance of composure."Nothing specific. I just wanted to check in on you and see how you're doing. What did Jethro want? You seem a bit unsettled. Did he say something to upset you?" Nathan's inquiry was thorough, his gaze searching for any hint of distress in my expression.I disliked being constantly analyzed and felt as if I was in someone's control. The relationship between Nathan and me was supposed to be collaborative, not controlling. My thoughts and concerns were my own, and I didn't appreciate his interference."It was nothing serious. He just came to warn about our covert moves to partner with Scarlet Ventures, w
A year might not be exceptionally long or short, but Verdantia hasn't changed one bit since I left, unlike myself, who had undergone so much.As I reached the complex's entrance, the security guard expressed surprise. "Ms. Serena! It's been a long time since you've been here." He recognized me immediately, still remembering the occasional conversations we'd had during my time here."Yes, I no longer live here, but I'm here for a visit today. May I go through?" I requested from behind the wheel, looking up at the familiar face guarding the entrance.The guards, familiar with me from my previous residency, granted me access without any hassle. Approaching the home I once shared with Jethro, my heart raced with a mix of dread and anticipation. It took every ounce of my courage to finally press the doorbell, my thoughts entirely consumed by the prospect of seeing my son after so long.Soon, Jethro answered the door. I glanced at him briefly, not harboring the hostility I had during our
Sensing my softened demeanor, Jethro's look of surprise evolved into a warm smile. As the evening wore on, Seren eventually fell asleep in my arms, with Jethro staying quietly by our side. Had it not been for the incident a year ago, this would have been such a warm scene. A blissful family of three—the very life I had once longed for."Put him down," Jethro suggested softly, noticing my hesitance to part with the sleeping child. Despite my reluctance, I gently laid Seren down in his crib. I stood and watched his peaceful slumber, wishing I could stay by his side forever. After glancing once more at Seren, I averted my gaze. We were currently standing in the bedroom Jethro and I had once shared, full of memories of love and laughter. I looked briefly at the bed we had shared before turning away.Deep down, I wanted to stay with Seren, but with Jethro present, it seemed inappropriate given the change in our relationship. "It's getting late, I should go. But I hope I can see Seren of
Jethro breathed these words into my ear, his breath warm and ticklish.I let out a whimper and grimaced. "Look at you! You're starving," he whispered, "Nathan hasn't been feeding you well. Or is he incapable of that?" I felt like punching Jethro in the face. Nathan and I never had sex. Why must Jethro always delight in insulting me? Well, I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction."You wish! He's leagues better than you!" I snarled.He just loved insulting others, didn't he? Well, we would see how he felt when I threw the same thing right back at him.Jethro's arms suddenly caged me between them. His gaze had changed. "Better than me? Better than me?!" he growled through his teeth.I was alarmed. What would he do next?No! I didn't want to lose to him all the time!"Yes! He's better than you!" I shouted as boldly as I could. As Jethro went mad, I regretted saying those words. There was no pause in between. No break. I screamed and screamed until my throat couldn't scream
Jethro felt the change in my mood. Suddenly, he looked more conflicted than angry. "Do you like Nathan that much?" he asked, his voice audibly disappointed."Does it matter? You and I are over. That's the real matter."I just wanted my son back. That was all I cared about. Jethro stopped washing me. "You don't have a say in that I will decide when it's over, not you! You're mine until the day I say you're not—and that hasn't happened yet!" he declared like the little tyrant he was. My heart used to quiver upon hearing this sort of thing. But now, I felt nothing. Maybe my heart had died, after all. I couldn't care less about what Jethro proclaimed. Nothing he said could change my mind."Do you even love me, Jethro? Do you resent me for what happened to your mother?" I asked pointedly. He frowned a little. "That's all in the past," he finally replied after a long beat of silence. "Don't you know if I loved you or not?"Oh, I knew. He didn't love me, that was what I knew. If h
Jethro marched toward me in quiet fury. "Are you daft, Serena? Do you honestly think Nathan will ever succeed in Arrowdale?" His looming over me alarmed me, but I quickly recovered. "Why not? He's not inferior to you in any way."I had been watching Nathan for a year and knew how capable he was in business. He was nothing less than Jethro, in my opinion. I honestly had no idea which one of them would come out on top, but I would stand with Nathan all the same. He was my only hope to reclaim Seren."Your confidence in him is laughably premature, Serena. Fine, I'll show you. I'll show you which one of us will laugh last!" he snarled, no longer hiding his fury. I didn't fire any retort. This verbal sparring was pointless—no one ever won the battles of business by being good at quarreling. "Hmph, good luck with that!" I turned away."Wait.""What?""Friday," Jethro suddenly said, "Every Friday, if you want to see him."My heart trembled. Was he giving me the chance to be Seren?
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