I thought they were going to let me out. There were no charges yet—I was just summoned, not arrested. Unfortunately, as time went on, I realized I was too optimistic. I ended up staying for the entire night, effectively detained and disallowed from contact with the outside world. I was scared. Of course, I was. Even if I had become less prone to be rattled by these things, to be held captive by the authorities was still frightening.It was night. While I was all alone and helpless, an officer showed up. "Someone's here to see you."Joy lit up within me. I followed him outside. But it wasn't Jethro. Instead, it was his father. "I assume you didn't enjoy your stay here," Connor began coldly.I fought down my rage and took a seat. Any cordiality I had felt for him was gone. "You're one to talk. You're behind all of this. You made up this charge against me! I told you, it was all an accident. Why are you doing this to me?"Connor baffled me. What made him think this was remotely go
As I watched Connor leave, I felt a weight crushing my chest.Jethro hadn’t come to see me, and I started to panic. I knew him—he would try to look for me immediately if he knew I was in the police station. Could it be that the nanny had failed to notify him?I didn't sleep a wink while in the station. I could feel my sense of assured security fading. What was Connor going to do to me? Was he really going to send me to prison unless I left?Time seemed to slow into a painful, excruciating crawl. I had never felt so anxious before. The next afternoon, Jethro finally showed up. My tears welled up when I saw him. I sniffled as he took his seat opposite me."I thought you weren’t coming to see me. What took you so long?" I vented.Jethro looked tired. I noticed his eyebags and figured he probably hadn’t slept much either.He answered, "I've been searching for you for the entire night. I only found out where you were today." Knowing Jethro cared about me, I didn't feel so woeful any
Jethro knew exactly what I was talking about, and he was visibly infuriated. "Please, this is the last favor I'm doing for them. Anything else they do has nothing to do with me anymore. Please? Just help me this one last time, okay?" I knew Jethro felt bad for me, but I couldn't give Sean up. He was my brother!"Do you know what your problem is, Serena? You're a doormat, and they know it! That's why they’re using you like this!" Jethro snarled, "The one who's hurt is my mother, for fuck's sake! How could you ask me to let the real perpetrator go?!" I shuddered. I had been thinking from my own perspective and forgetting the fact that the one who was hurt was Jethro's mother. Of course, he’d be anxious to find out who the real perpetrator was. I hung my head. I knew I was being unreasonable, but… "Just help me one last time, please? I promise it will never happen again," I said one more time. "Serena!" Jethro snarled. I hung my head, feeling a little wronged. Who would thi
"I'm not signing this, and I'm not leaving Jethro," I declared, looking away from the paper. "You're not the one who makes the decisions around here. This isn't your home. This is the police station!" the officer snarled impatiently. "You're asking me to sign an admission without gathering evidence or even making an investigation. How is this fair or legal?" I snapped, irate.Sure, I was here in Sean's place, but I wasn't going to just roll over and let them prosecute me so soon. I had to stall until Jethro found a way to help me. "Struggling is futile, Serena. You refused to make the right choice, and now you're here because of it," Connor retorted. His phone rang before I could mount a response. He frowned and picked up.Connor’s expression changed. I didn't know what was being said, but I had never seen him so happy before. "Really?! My God… This is a miracle!" he exclaimed. He hung up the call while I frowned."Excuse me, officer. My wife just woke up, so I have to hea
I hated Connor for the things he had done, but then again, he had only treated me that way because I stubbornly admitted to a crime I hadn’t committed. I hung my head. The moment I heard him apologize was the moment my grudge against him crumbled. "It's…It's my fault too. I refused to say anything other than that I was the one who did it. You were only reacting to that.""Frankly, I don't understand you, Serena. How could you be so foolish as to admit to a crime you didn't commit? Do you know how glad I am that the truth is finally out? You could’ve been imprisoned for years over something you never did," Connor chastised, sighing."I didn't think it would go this far. Back then, I…I didn't know what to do when it happened," I replied. Knowing that Sean had been found out was making me anxious.Jethro and Connor took me out of the station after that. Still feeling guilty over what happened to Doris a year ago, I asked Jethro to take me to the hospital to visit her. I knew we weren
The majordomo shot me one last look and left. It would be a lie to say I felt nothing just because I was silent. I didn't like how my parents were turned away at the gate, but I had promised myself to never help them again.I just wished they would stop forcing me into doing things. There was a reason why I hadn’t called them when I got back—I had given up on them. They never cared about me. All they could care about was Sean.I played with Seren in the bedroom. Jethro stepped inside and sat next to me. He looked at me with concern in his eyes. "They’re still outside," he said, "But I hope you always remember how they treated you."Jethro’s voice was gentle, and I knew he was just advising me. My penchant to give in to my family's demands had been a problem to him. He had nagged me about it so many times, and yet, I never listened to him even once. After that gigantic mess though, if I was still going to acquiesce to them, then even I would think something was seriously wrong with m
My parents were both completely soaked, and I felt myself tearing up. I held the umbrella over their heads, a little forlorn."It's storming out here! You should find somewhere to take shelter," I chided. I knew what they were here for, but I still couldn't help but feel bad for them.Mom ignored my advice and grabbed my hands. "Rina, do you know what happened to Sean?" My heart sank a little. Getting confirmation of her motive made me sad. I didn't want to be involved in this anymore.I hung my head and replied, "I know. He's very likely going to jail.""You have to find a way to save him, Rina! He can't be there. Sean doesn't belong in prison. What are we supposed to do if he's in there? Who's going to care for us?" Mom became even more desperate. She saw how placid I was and didn't like it. I frowned slightly. I felt bad for Mom and understood her anxiety, but this was beyond my reach. "I can't do anything about this, Mom. Sean committed a crime, so he gets punished. It's ju
I suppressed my sadness and instructed the Willows' security guards to drive my parents home. Mom glanced at the guards and became even more desperate. "We're not going anywhere until you agree to help Sean!" "How many times do you need me to tell you?" I replied irritably, "I can't do anything for him. It doesn't matter if you stay here forever—there's just nothing I can do. Stop trying to force me!"Dad spoke again, but this time with great difficulty. He was starting to not look right. "If anything… happens to Sean… I… I…" He collapsed. Shocked, I rushed to help him up and noticed he was deathly pale. The chauffeur then pulled up, and I urged him to drive us straight to the hospital. Along the way, I called Jethro, my voice quivering. My dad had a heart condition, and I suspected that all of this was placing him under too much duress. Jethro was at first displeased to hear about my parents, but when he heard of my dad collapsing, he became just as anxious. He knew how much I
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