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
Isabella visited Jason and Kendall's house with a particular plan in mind. With her confident and charismatic aura, she wore a revealing dress and high heels. Her objective was apparent: to allure Jason and potentially sway him, all while concealing her motives from Thane. She was aware that Jason possessed the majority of wealth and was committed to finding a way to capitalize on that.Upon opening the door, Kendall noticed Isabella's smile momentarily wavered, but she quickly composed herself again. “Hello, Kendall. I was hoping to see Jason. Is he home?”Kendall hesitated, noting Isabella’s provocative attire and the way she carried herself. “Jason is still at work. He will be gone for a long time. Is there anything I can assist you with?Isabella's smile remained unwavering as her eyes narrowed a bit. “Actually, yes. I was hoping to discuss a few things with him. May I come in and wait?”Kendall was wary, but she moved out of the way to allow Isabella to come in. Upon Isabella's a
Kendall felt an increasing unease as she noticed the sprawling estate appeared especially cold and its grandeur seemed diminished. Her footfalls echoed loudly on the marble floors and high ceilings of the vast halls, with each step seeming to taunt her solitude. She had become adept at hiding her pregnancy, camouflaging it with baggy clothes and a rehearsed attitude. Nevertheless, despite her efforts, the weight of her secret continued to increase.Kendall carefully arranged her clothing to hide her condition. Everyday, she dressed in big shirts, baggy skirts, and airy dresses to conceal her growing midsection. Each garment was carefully selected to conceal her pregnancy as best as it could, yet the reality of her situation could not be entirely disguised. She started wearing a specific large, dark coat even in the heat to cover her expanding belly from curious looks.The spacious wardrobe in her room appeared to be her safe haven. It was filled with an array of garments—each one stra
Jason walked through the mansion, a rare brightness in his eyes. The deal he had been chasing for months was finally secured. The mansion, usually a backdrop to their emotionally barren marriage, now seemed to shimmer with his success.As soon as he stepped into the foyer, he called out "Kendall!" with a voice full of joy that echoed around. "You will be amazed!” The deal is done!”Kendall emerged from the kitchen, her face carefully masked with a smile. “That’s amazing news, Jason! I’ve been waiting to hear it.”Jason approached her with enthusiasm, giving her a quick, almost mechanical hug. “I’m thrilled! This calls for a celebration. Let’s make it special.”Kendall’s smile remained, though it felt strained. “Absolutely. Let’s make this night memorable.”They moved to the dining area, where Kendall had prepared a modest meal. As they began to eat, Jason’s excitement was evident. “You wouldn’t believe the tension. We were on the edge of losing it, but I managed to pull it off.”Kenda
Jason's eyes quickly opened to the gentle, penetrating dawn light coming through the curtains. His head was pounding, a result of the mix of stress and fatigue he experienced the day before. As he gradually started to notice his environment, a strong feeling of unease gripped him. Turning his head, he discovered Kendall resting next to him, her serene face completely unaware in slumber.He was temporarily unable to move due to his disbelief. Sitting up suddenly, his heart pounding, he attempted to reconstruct the scattered memories from the night before. Something felt off as he noticed the glass of water on the nightstand and the strange weight in his limbs.Jason hurriedly reviewed the terms of the contract, particularly emphasizing the key rule: no physical intimacy. Their arrangement was clear; any deviation was a breach of trust and agreement. He moved his legs over the side of the bed with abrupt and restless motions.Kendall stirred next to him, her eyes opening with a blink as
The faintly illuminated space in Thane's personal workspace exuded a sense of peaceful focus. Thick velvet curtains prevented the city lights from entering, while the gentle sound of the air conditioning provided a calming, almost mesmerizing atmosphere. Thane sat back in his leather chair, fingers clasped under his chin, watching Isabella pace anxiously around the room."Isabella," Thane's voice pierced the quiet like a sharp blade, "we must intensify our strategies." We cannot tolerate further delays.Isabella came to a halt, her forehead creased with worry. Looking around the room, she quickly viewed the luxurious decor that reflected Thane's prosperity and power. I comprehend, Thane. What specific task do you want me to complete?Thane's gaze became intense as he moved closer, his face showing a blend of resolve and eagerness. “Jason’s growing isolation from Kendall is a perfect opportunity. We need to use this to our advantage. Create more discord between them, make it harder for
Just as the sun was disappearing, creating a golden glow in the city, Isabella walked towards Jason's pent house. The high-rise buildings illuminated gradually, creating a stark difference against the darkening sky. Dressed in a tight-fitting, red dress that highlighted her figure, her hair flowed in gentle waves around her face. Each step she made was intentional, every action planned to make an impact.Approaching Jason's building, her heart pounded with excitement, not with fear or hesitancy, as she neared the smooth glass doors. Every aspect meticulously planned, she had practiced her part diligently. That evening, she wasn't only Thane's partner; she had her own plans.The doorman nodded at her, taking a moment to admire her dress before quietly letting her into Jason's penthouse. Isabella's confident smile hid the dishonest thoughts swirling in her mind as she prepared to deceive.As the elevator doors on Jason's floor slid open, Isabella exited and made her way to his door, the
A YEAR LATERJason stood on the soft carpet, lifting Liam in the air, his hearty laughter echoing in the warm room. Liam let out a joyful cry, extending his small hands towards his father's face. "Do you find that amusing, eh?" Jason grinned and delicately lowered Liam, placing a kiss on his round cheek. Kendall lounged on the sofa with her legs tucked beneath her, sipping tea as she observed. Her smile was soft but filled with pride. “He loves when you do that. It’s his favorite game now.” Jason looked over at her, his expression tender. Certainly, it is. "He's already seeking thrills, just like his father." “Thrill-seeker?” Kendall arched her eyebrow, placing her cup onto the coffee table. "Do you actually mean stubborn?" He’s definitely inherited that from you.” Jason chuckled, settling Liam into his lap. “I prefer to think of it as determination.” He leaned forward conspiratorially and whispered to Liam, “Don’t let your mom fool you. You get that charm from me too.” Liam
Kendall sensed her muscles were sore and smelled antiseptic about her. A faint discomfort in her stomach was a reminder of the procedures she had undergone. The warm, subdued light of the setting sun illuminated the room, but her vision was cloudy and her thoughts was foggy.A well-known voice called out Kendall's name, filled with relief and a touch of remorse. She blinked, forcing her eyes to focus. Jason was next to her, his usual sharp attitude mellowed by tiredness. His shirt looked wrinkled, his tie was untied, and his face showed signs of countless restless nights. "Jason?" she rasped, her parched throat feeling rough. “What… where am I?” He gently informed her that she was in the hospital, moving closer in the process. You underwent a cesarean section, and the physicians performed surgery for your cervical cancer. You’ve been unconscious for days.” His concerned was evident in the wavering of his voice. She instinctively reached towards her stomach, but he intercepted her
Jason walked back and forth in the clean waiting room of the hospital, his hands tightly clenched by his sides. The remote sound of machines beeping, the soft whispers of doctors in the corridor, and the tap of shoes against the linoleum surface felt excessively clear and intense. The rhythm of his own heart drowned out his thinking.“Why? Why did she wait to tell me?”His thoughts continued to rush, but it was futile. The doctors had rushed Kendall into surgery, explaining everything so quickly that their words became a blur. Cervical cancer. Emergency cesarean. Save both her and the baby. Jason wanted to scream, to tear at something, but instead, he stood frozen, his gaze fixed on the closed doors where Kendall had been taken. He had failed her. How could he not have seen that? For weeks and months on end, he failed to realize that something was amiss. His thoughts constantly went back to their disputes, to the times when she appeared delicate yet remained silent. “Mr. Carter?”J
Kendall stood on Jason's mansion doorstep, holding her coat tightly as her hands shook. The chill of the evening air nipped at her skin, yet it paled in comparison to the frostiness within her. She had to do this. There wasn't any alternative available. Jason had an unreadable expression on his face when the door opened, his eyes looking at her as if she was unfamiliar."Jason..." she said with a voice that cracked, her eyes begging for empathy. He stood silently, observing her, not responding right away, as though anticipating her to say something."I have to speak with you," Kendall murmured, moving closer, feeling her legs wobble beneath her. Jason moved out of the way, allowing her to enter silently, but he still stood rigidly, as if ready for combat. The door closed with a click.Kendall stopped in the foyer, trying to regain her balance. She momentarily lost focus, but quickly blinked to clear her vision. "Jason, I have been foolish," she started softly, her voice now filled
Isabella stood at the entrance to Thane's estate, holding her luggage tightly, afraid she might drop it. The large house stood in front of her, its impressive exterior highlighting the void she felt within. She had no other place to go, but she was determined not to give up. Not now. Not after everything.With fingers trembling, she pressed the doorbell, fighting to stay standing despite her overwhelming desperation. Before too much time had passed, the door swung open and Thane appeared, his expression devoid of any warmth. He hesitated before inviting her in, staring at her for a moment too long. Isabella swallowed, attempting to maintain her composure. "I—Thane," she began, her voice faltering, "I—I don’t know where else to go. Jason... he left me. He—he doesn’t care about me. "I have no one else to go to but you." She began to cry as her voice broke, allowing the tears to fill her eyes. She wished they appeared authentic; she wished he would trust her. Thane didn’t budge. His
Jason sat at his desk, gazing at the mountains of paperwork that had grown over the previous few days. The workstation was buzzing with activity, from phone calls to hushed chats, yet he remained calm and composed. His mind was elsewhere—on her. On Kendall."Mr. Carter?" A voice snapped him out of his thoughts.Jason looked over and saw Jane, his assistant, standing at the doorway with a pile of papers. She paused, observing the absent-minded expression in his eyes. She mentioned that you requested to be informed once the DNA test results are received. Jason’s pulse quickened. He stood up, walking briskly toward her. "Hand them over to me." Passing him the envelope, he impatiently tore it open. As he opened the papers, his heart raced while he quickly looked over the results. He breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the confirmation that Isabella is not expecting. "He whispered, relieved as the tension he had been holding onto for days finally lifted." However, the feeling of reli
Tension grew in his jaw as he tightly gripped the doorframe with his hand. "Why on earth are you here?" Isabella stood at the entrance, her lips curling into a smug grin. She entered with a sense of ownership, her heels making a sharp clicking noise on the tiled floor. Jason remained still, obstructing her way deeper into the house. "Wow, that's not a very hospitable greeting," she remarked, but still pushed past him. "Is that how you say hello to the mother of your soon-to-be-born baby?" Jason's expression turned menacing, his hands tightening at his sides. “Cut the act, Isabella. What do you want?” "Regarding what is owed to me," she answered calmly, pivoting to confront him with a self-assured lift of her chin. With Kendall conveniently gone, I am ready to take my rightful position. For our child’s sake, of course.” He let out a cold, humorless laugh, his eyes narrowing. “Rightful place? You mean as a liar and manipulator? Spare me your theatrics.” Her smile faltered brief
Jason was positioned at the top of the lengthy meeting table, sitting with perfect posture in his crisp suit, though his thoughts were elsewhere. The board members' voices became a blur as he focused on the charts and projections on the screen. Jason’s gaze lingered on his tablet, his jaw tight. “Mr. Carter, do you agree?” His head snapped up, piercing eyes scanning the room. A beat passed as he composed himself, erasing any trace of distraction. “Yes,” he replied curtly, his voice steady, though he had no idea what they had asked. “Proceed as outlined.” An approving murmur spread through the room, but Jason paid little attention. He couldn't stop thinking about Kendall, remembering her tearful face and the vulnerability in her voice when she said his name. He moved around in his chair, tightening his jaw. “Concentrate, for crying out loud. This isn’t the time to be weak.” But no matter how much he willed himself to concentrate, the image lingered, seared into his thoughts. "
Jason was in his study with a half-empty decanter of whiskey providing him with some bitter comfort on the table. Thane's words echoed in his mind like a disturbing tune, preventing him from finding peace. His teeth gritted and his hand gripped the crystal glass tightly, causing the liquid inside to shake. He whispered to himself, pondering, his tone a mix of anger and hopelessness. "What happens if the child is not mine?" His mother's unwavering belief in him reverberated in his thoughts, her defense against his father and Thane's relentless pressure lingering in his memory. Catherine Carter always saw the best in Jason, even when he couldn't see it himself. But was he worthy of that faith now? He finished the remaining drink, the sensation of burning in his throat a harsh diversion from the pain in his chest. Kendall's tear-streaked face and trembling voice, pleading for his understanding, came back to his memory once more, but he couldn't find the empathy. Jason slammed the g