"Kendall Gomez,”Doctor Sophia mumbled the name of her patient. She knew that it was against the confidentiality of her patient, but at this point, there was no way she could wriggle herself from this mess, and she had no choice. She knew who Thane Williams was, they were one of the richest families in the city, and she would be damn foolish to mess with them. “That's her name, Kendall Gomez.” She reiterated. “Good,” Thane said, his tone was flat as imagined. He opened his phone and typed out her name, needing it for whatever purpose later. "How careless can you be?!" Isabella cried. They could easily get Thane to drop another for the procedure, but they weren't going to act like this was a mistake. Also, Isabella was too cautious, and she would avoid everything that would make her children drag property with a strange woman from the blue, only because they chose to overlook a silly act. "Even if it means her taking out that child, I'd gladly pay for another, IVF." She stood up
What's a wedding without a bride… and what's a bride without a dress? Kendall's phone rang on the counter where she was making breakfast with Alicia. They were meant to have a bowl of pasta, with lots of veggies, sliced beef, and sausage.Keeping to his word, Jason gave her part of the money immediately after they signed the agreement. Their wedding was in three weeks' time, and that was just a show-off for his parents and curious people.Left for Jason, he wanted a simple court wedding, but not when he had a mother like Catherine. "I'm going to miss you," Alicia pouted and blinked like she would cry. “Aww.” Kendall stopped slicing the veggies for a minute and turned to look at Alicia who was on the other side of the table, pulling our ingredients from the shelves. “Well, I'm going to my husband’s house, you should go to yours.”Alicia spun into laughter, spotting the joke from afar. She lost her balance and held onto the edge of the table for support. "I'll try not to bring a gr
"I have the lady, Mr. Thane."“Good,” Thane responded to the caller who happened to be Doctor Sophia. It was exactly a week since he last visited. And sticking to his warning, she had provided the lady her junior colleague had accidentally used his sperm on. “I'll be there by 4 pm, make sure she is available.”"You can count on that, sir." She agreed to his terms and the call ended. He proceeded to dial Isabella barely a minute later. She picked up the second ring. “Hey, babe,” “How was your night?” “Good, just missing you.” She teased. “Good thing I'll be with you shortly.” He informed her cheerfully. "Doctor Sophia called, she has the lady.""That's… nice." She finally found a word for it. "Also, I just got the test result, I've been busy, you know," she made up a silly excuse. "Well, she's a perfect fit."“Double good news.” Thane grinned. "See you later."Clara, who was knitting a woolen bag, looked at her son and furrowed her forehead, waiting for him to spill what it was
“Do you think that this is a mistake?” Kendall’s voice was shaky as she held onto Alicia’s hands. “No, darling,” Alicia responded briefly and focused on arranging the pearls on the flowing white dress. It was already so perfect, but she wanted her best friend to shine like a diamond. “But I don't know if this will fall back to my face or even make me hate myself or...”“Leave.” Alicia’s directive to the makeup artist and her minions was blunt. She bowed and walked out her pallets and brushes, leaving the two ladies to deal with their troubles. “Kendi, breathe in...” she instructed her, abandoning the pearl project for a moment to focus on her dear friend. "... and out.”Kendall exhaled, feeling the same, but she flashed a fake smile to make her friend feel like her therapy section worked. "You have more than enough money, my darling,” she began, holding Kendall’s shoulders. "A handsome man to wake up to every morning, though grumpy,” she added. "Your surgery isn't a bother anym
Kendall's breath hitched in her throat when Thane's voice disrupted the peaceful ambiance of the chapel. The interruption caused the room to quiver, as though the atmosphere had turned to ice. She made eye contact with Jason, who was standing at the altar, his face showing a blend of puzzlement and worry. The visitors whispered, their voices fluctuating in volume like far-off thunder. Thane held up the wedding card, its glossy surface catching the light streaming through the stained glass. His lips curved into a curious smile as he spoke again, louder now, his eyes never leaving Kendall. “Kendall *Gomez*, huh? Interesting choice of name.” Isabella stood next to him, her hand gently placed on his arm, her eyes sparkling mischievously. She appeared to enjoy the spotlight, like a hunter enjoying the excitement of the chase. Her grin grew bigger, as if she had planned this moment to reveal a secret. Kendall's heart rate increased. She found it difficult to control her emotions, making
The softly glowing table lamp in the dimly lit room cast elongated shadows on the walls. Thane leaned back in his leather chair, giving his full attention to the individual before him. Isabella sat with a relaxed posture, legs crossed, her sharp gaze and a slight smirk on her lips. The atmosphere in the room was heavy with the electric excitement of their joint ideas.Thane stated in a low and measured voice that everything was arranged. He tapped a folder on the table, containing information known only to him and Isabella. Jason has executed his part flawlessly, while Kendall has served as a flawless pawn in the game.Isabella raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her curiosity. "What specifically do you plan to do to solve their marriage issues?”Thane’s lips curled into a sinister smile. “The goal is to create enough chaos that their marriage falls apart under its own weight. The fissures already exist; we just have to make them larger.Isabella's eyes sparked with a predatory shine. I'm
The large dining room seemed incredibly spacious, with a heavy silence as Jason and Kendall sat facing each other on the lengthy mahogany table. The candlelight flickered between them, creating elongated shadows on the walls, but they paid little attention. The marriage had been formalized, vows were declared, rings were swapped, yet the unspoken truth of their commitment lingered in the atmosphere.Kendall had not said a word since the ceremony. The weight of the day had penetrated deep within her, causing her to feel isolated and disconnected from her surroundings. Examining the ring on her finger, which seemed to represent more of a transaction than a token of affection, she doubted her capability to handle the circumstances.Jason broke the silence first, his voice cool but not unkind. “We need to talk about what comes next.”She lifted her head and locked eyes with him. Despite his calm appearance, she was able to sense the tension beneath his surface. Both of them were exploring
Kendall walked back and forth in Alicia's living room, her movements fast and agitated. The message she discovered earlier was still tightly held in her hand. Seated on the couch, Alicia watched her with a mix of concern and determination on her face."I'm not sure what to do," Kendall stated, with her voice shaking. “I found this note at the house today. It says, ‘I know your secret.’ What if someone really knows something? What if they’re out to get me or Jason?”Alicia stood up and approached Kendall, resting a comforting hand on her shoulder. Kendall, listen carefully to my words. You need to stay calm. This note might be just an attempt to scare you. We’ve worked hard on our plan, and this doesn’t change that. You have to trust that we’re prepared.”Kendall looked scared with her wide eyes. What if it is more than just a warning? What if someone actually knows about the baby? If that gets out, it could ruin everything. "Jason is completely unaware, and I cannot take the chance of
Jason’s laughter filled the cozy living room as he poured two glasses of champagne, his smile easy and unguarded. Kendall observed him, feeling a warmth envelop her as she noticed the uncommon, easygoing side of him. Their festive dinner was a modest yet sincere event, filled with soft dialogue, exchanged looks, and a tacit comprehension lingering in the atmosphere. "To fresh starts," Jason remarked, raising his glass in her direction. Kendall raised hers in reply, locking eyes with him, and they tapped their glasses together. "To new beginnings," she repeated, a gentle smile dancing on her lips. While they drank, Kendall started to sense a slight wave of tiredness washing over her, more intense than normal. She dismissed it, not wishing to spoil the moment. Jason inclined his body forward, his eyes fixed as he observed her expression. “Are you okay?” he inquired, his tone reflecting a hint of worry. “You seem… tired.”Kendall shook her head, smiling reassuringly. “I’m fine, just…
Jason’s office hummed with subdued anticipation, his team moving restlessly in the background, gazes glued to the phone as they waited for the official announcement. Jason was at his desk, attempting to look composed, yet his fingers drummed a constant beat on the edge, revealing his eagerness. Kendall faced him, her gaze supportive and kind as she observed him. A sharp ring cut through the room. Jason’s assistant, Jane picked up, a hint of excitement flashing in her eyes as she turned to him. “Mr. Carter, it’s the call.”He nodded, inhaling deeply to calm himself. Kendall offered him a supportive smile, silently saying, "You can do it." Jason felt a surge of comfort from her being there. He lifted the receiver, his voice calm, yet there was a hint of something else—a subtle assurance. “Hello, yes, speaking.”The conversation began with formalities, and Jason’s responses remained professional, yet Kendall noticed how his shoulders gradually relaxed, a subtle shift in his expression
When the long-awaited day finally came, the big hall was filled with happy chatter and the sound of youngsters laughing blended with soft background music. Bright balloons, animated streamers, and tables brimming with toys adorned the location. Kendall strolled next to Jason, her eyes absorbing the vibrant scene with a gentle, caring look.A little girl tugged on her dress, drawing her attention. She bent down, meeting the child’s curious eyes. “Hi there! What’s your name?”The girl blinked shyly, hiding her face for a moment. “Lily.”Kendall’s smile brightened as she offered her hand. “Well, Lily, I’m Kendall. “Could you please show me which toys are your favorites?” The girl's expression brightened as she agreed, grasping Kendall's hand and guiding her to a table filled with stuffed animals and vivid blocks. Jason observed the situation from a short distance, his face relaxing as he noticed Kendall laughing and conversing effortlessly with Lily. “You’re really good with kids,” Jas
The vibrant lights of the toy shop shimmered on the racks, creating a cozy illumination as Jason and Kendall entered. The atmosphere was infused with a mix of exhilaration and reminiscence, and Kendall's eyes sparkled as she surveyed her surroundings, beaming. Jason found himself captivated by her enthusiasm, even while reminding himself that their purpose was for the children, not for his increasing intrigue with her. “So,” he started, observing her gaze scanning the aisles in amazement, “where do we even begin?” Kendall gazed at him, determination shining in her eyes. "Okay, let's examine this." We need to pick things they’ll genuinely enjoy. Not just the fancy stuff, but toys they’ll have fun with.”Jason nodded, a small grin tugging at his lips. “Practical yet fun. Got it. "You seem like you have experience with this." She chuckled, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "I've gained some experience, whether you believe it or not." Furthermore, I desire for them to sense that
Following a lengthy day filled with meetings, Jason closed his laptop and rubbed his face with a hand while letting out a deep sigh. His phone vibrated on the table, drawing his focus. He grabbed it, noticing an email alert from “Mason & Blare Industries,” one of the top firms he had been chasing for several months. They’d sent him a formal invitation to a charity event—an opportunity he knew could solidify his company’s reputation. Yet, as he scanned the details, a line caught his eye. He needed to attend with his wife. Jason exhaled, drumming his fingers on his desk. Kendall didn’t enjoy being in the limelight. The last thing he wanted was to pressure her. The idea of going alone was appealing, but the collaboration relied on it, and he was aware they would anticipate both of them attending. When Jason got home, he discovered Kendall snuggled on the couch, a book held in her hands. She glanced up when he entered, her expression melting into a smile that, in a way, seemed as inviti
"Thane?" Dr. Sophia’s voice hardly exceeded a whisper as she observed his formidable figure, her astonishment transitioning into a slight trace of anxiety. She attempted to compose her expression, but the fear in her eyes was unmistakable. Thane's stare was icy and sharp as he moved ahead. "Surprised to see me, Dr. Sophia?" His tone had a sharpness capable of cutting through steel. Sophia's hands shook as she brought them together, trying to steady herself. "I… I wasn’t expecting you without an appointment.""I didn't believe I would require one," he answered sharply, crossing his arms over his chest. His gaze stayed fixed on her, observing, anticipating. "I thought you’d be eager to see me, considering how… closely involved you are in my personal matters."Sophia swallowed, the words hitting her with a bitter irony. "Thane, if you’re here to discuss a medical matter, we should… schedule a time, maybe arrange some privacy."Thane’s lips twisted into a sardonic smile. "Oh, I believe
A cold, stony silence settled between them as Thane processed her words, his face frozen in a mixture of disbelief and dawning comprehension. “Some other Kendall… or the Kendall I know?” he demanded, his tone sharp and biting. “Jason’s wife?”“Yes,” Felicia replied, her voice barely more than a whisper, though her eyes glinted with a fierce satisfaction. “Kendall Gomez… or rather, Kendall Carter.”The name hit Thane like a blast of cold wind, the implications tearing through him with merciless clarity. Jason’s wife, “Kendall”. His mind raced, replaying past encounters, scrutinizing each one in this new, blinding light. His expression darkened, jaw clenching as anger flared behind his eyes, fists tightening at his sides. It wasn’t possible… but the details Felicia offered, combined with the smug certainty on her face, made him realize it was exactly the truth he’d feared. A tidal wave of frustration surged within him, stinging his pride, mocking his oversight.He took a step forward, l
Felicia’s heart hammered as she sat restrained in the dimly lit room, her gaze locked on the cold, calculating man who stood before her. Thane’s expression was unreadable, though the intensity in his eyes spoke volumes. She knew better than to look away; he had an intimidating power about him, the kind that commanded attention and demanded absolute respect."So,” Thane began, his voice low, dangerous, “this game you’ve been playing, Kendall—or should I say Felicia?”Felicia swallowed, but forced herself to stay calm. She knew this moment was her only chance to make him see her as something more than a pawn. "I was never Kendall," she said carefully, her voice even, though her pulse raced beneath her skin. "My name is Felicia Gina."Thane arched an eyebrow, his expression shifting slightly. “Felicia Gina,” he repeated with a faint scoff, studying her with renewed interest. “And why should I believe anything you say? All I see is a woman who’s dug herself into a pit so deep, she’s scram
It was Thane.Kendall—no, Felicia—sensed his presence like a chilling breeze seeping into her bones, an alarming reminder of the control he exerted over her. She didn’t have to look at his face to sense the anger emanating from him, the quietness that enveloped them thick with unvoiced menaces. Every part of her urged her to be wary, to proceed with care, but she couldn’t suppress the rebellious spark that ignited inside her. Without a word, his footsteps closed the remaining distance, and then came the slap—a sharp, stinging crack that sent her head reeling to the side. She inhaled sharply, her cheek igniting with a burning ache that radiated down to her jaw. The flavor of iron filled her mouth as she chewed the inside of her lip, compelling herself to stay quiet, suppressing any indication of fragility. Though the blindfold obscured his face, she could still envision his eyes, icy and ruthless, locked onto her with the contempt typically reserved for those who had the audacity to