Jason sat at his desk, gazing vacantly at his phone as Isabella's latest message appeared on the screen. As each moment passed, his heart throbbed quicker and grew noisier in his ears. Isabella had affixed the phony pictures of herself in nude, mocking him and looming over him like a hanging guillotine.If you don’t comply, these will be leaked. Think about your wife… your career. You have until tomorrow, Jason."His hands shook as he firmly held onto the phone. He felt a looming sense of fear, as though the walls of his office were getting closer and suffocating him. Jason leaned in, running his fingers through his hair in an attempt to soothe the brewing turmoil inside him. However, there was no way out. He was cornered. He had tried to find a way out, hired a private investigator, even spent sleepless nights piecing together his hazy memories from the night with Isabella. None of it had worked.The photos—the damning evidence—felt real, even though deep down, Jason suspected Isab
Kendall was immediately smacked by the hospital's sterile odor as soon as she entered. Though her face did not reveal the agony whirling inside her, her fingers were clenched around the strap of her bag, her knuckles white. Alicia walked beside her, trying to keep the mood light with gentle conversation, but Kendall was barely listening. She managed to nod occasionally, picking up bits of what Alicia was saying, but her thoughts were elsewhere.She briefly glanced down at her growing belly while contemplating, "Can you experience both happiness and fear simultaneously?” "This baby... my baby... what if my illness causes this precious life that is growing inside of me to suffer?” A surge of guilt tightened her chest, the weight of her secret almost suffocating. She hadn’t told Jason. She hadn’t told anyone except Alicia. She felt her gut clench up at the prospect. Alicia's voice interrupted her train of thought. "Hey, you’re doing great, you know? We’ve been through so much, and look,
As Kendall entered the home, the door clicked behind her. There was an unbearable quiet. She observed the void surrounding her as she stood there. Even though Jason's absence had become the standard for her days, it still hurt. He was absent both physically and emotionally. Recently, she had been proceeding carefully in her marriage, feeling uncertain about how to communicate or behave.She wandered carefully through the living room, running her hands along the walls. Everything felt foreign, distant. It seemed as though someone else now owned this property, which was meant to be her haven. She pondered, "How did it come to this?" as the weight of her secrets pulled her downward. "It's not like I used to feel so in control.”Her thoughts were interrupted by the soft flutter of movement in her belly. Kendall placed a hand over the small bump, her chest tightening. She was constantly reminded of what was at risk by the baby. However, the burden of concealing her illness and worries bec
Jason leaned back in his leather chair, eyes unfocused as he scrolled through emails on his laptop. Meetings, investor updates, business proposals—it was the usual mix of corporate life that normally grounded him. Today, though, the routine couldn’t settle his restless mind. The dull glow of his office lights felt too harsh, the ticking of the clock too loud. His mind wasn’t in the room; it was elsewhere—on her.Then his phone vibrated on the desk, the soft buzz cutting through the quiet tension. Jason’s heart skipped a beat as he hesitated. He already knew who the message was from. With a quick exhale, he reached for the phone. Sure enough, the notification flashed on the screen from an unknown number. Isabella.With a quick swipe of his finger across the screen, the message opened. Another image, explicit and degrading, with a caption that made him shudder: "This is just the beginning.” Imagine what your business partners would think if they saw this.”Jason's eyes narrowed in shock
Jason strode into the glass doors of his company's headquarters, but he didn't feel at home in this familiar environment. Today, it seemed like everything was louder—the distant hum of phones, the murmur of people, the clicking of laptops. Every glance from his employees felt loaded, every nod of acknowledgment felt like suspicion. Did he look at him differently, or was it just him? He forced himself to swallow, attempting to ignore his paranoia, but Isabella's words, "I know everything," kept repeating in his head. I see everything.”Was it true? Could she really be watching him, knowing his every move? The idea tormented him. Had he not taken all the necessary safety measures? Or was someone here feeding her information?He reached the elevator and waited as it rose, his mind racing. His assistant, Jane, greeted him the moment he stepped out, but Jason barely registered her presence. Her usual cheerful demeanor grated on him today, like sandpaper on his nerves.“Sir, I’ve compiled
The parking garage was virtually empty, but for the faint hum of fluorescent lights flickering above. As Jason made his way to the dimly lit nook where Isabella had instructed him to meet her, his footfall resounded against the hard surface. With every stride, he tightened his hold on the envelope, feeling the weight of the cash within being quite substantial. He stopped and looked around. The quiet was eerie, causing the hairs on his neck to stand up. After that, Isabella came out from the darkness and entered the faint light, her high heels making a clicking sound on the floor.. She was already grinning, mockingly triumphant, as though she had defeated a battle he was unaware he was engaged in.“Right on time,” she purred, her voice cutting through the stillness. She stopped a few feet away, eyeing the envelope in his hand. “I see you brought what I asked for.”Jason clinched his jaw. His eyes were fixed on hers as he waited for her to react, attempting to predict her next move. He
The conversation between Isabella and Thane had a deceptive ease to it, the kind that comes with familiarity. Yet, beneath her calm demeanor, she was setting her plan in motion. Thane had always been her support, the one to ground her, but there were larger ambitions swirling in Isabella’s mind. And for that, she needed time.Isabella glanced up from her glass of wine, her expression poised and thoughtful as she watched Thane settle onto the couch beside her. The soft lighting in the room created a warm atmosphere, but it failed to prevent the slow encroachment of the chilly sensation she was starting to feel. The tightness in his shoulders and the evident fatigue on his face made it clear to her that he had endured a tiring day. Normally, seeing him like this would stir some feeling of affection, maybe even guilt. But tonight, the pressing nature of the tasks at hand overwhelmed her. With a tiny smile teasing the corner of his mouth, Thane cast a quick glance in her direction. His h
With a mixture of uncertainty and wrath buzzing through his consciousness, Thane paced the length of the room, his grasp tightening around his phone. Everything had fallen apart when Kendall's pregnancy was discovered, but he wasn't going to give Jason the upper hand. Never, ever, not right now.He could feel Isabella’s eyes on him, watching intently. Her calm demeanor unsettled him, but he pushed it aside for now. He needed to focus on one thing—unraveling the mystery of Jason’s marriage and this pregnancy.“Thane?” Isabella’s voice was smooth, but there was an edge of curiosity, maybe even intrigue. She didn’t like being kept out of the loop, and Thane knew it. He stopped pacing and turned to her, his expression hard. “Kendall being pregnant—it doesn’t make sense. Something’s off.”“Off how?” Isabella leaned forward, her lips pursed in thought. She always enjoyed being part of the game, always ready to strike when it suited her. Thane narrowed his eyes, running a hand through his
"Unloved?"“Dismissed?”Thane's expression showed intense anger and feeling of being let down, his gaze focused on Isabella. Every word she spoke felt like a blade piercing his chest, and the burden of her falsehoods appeared to bear down on him, suffocating him with the harsh truth that he had simply been a pawn in her scheme. "Thinking about it now, all along you've been giving me reasons why we couldn't schedule a date, why you required more time for your 'career.'" His voice was thick with anger, a brittle edge that bordered on disbelief. “Were you ever planning on marrying me, Isabella? Or was I just some convenient distraction?”Isabella's expression contorted in annoyance, her usual sweet demeanor completely disappearing. "Oh, stop being so morally superior, Thane. You think I delayed the wedding for fun?” Defiance sparkled in her eyes as she raised her chin. I was ensuring my future. It's not my responsibility that you were unable to perceive what was directly in front of
Thane remained immobile, his thoughts battling to comprehend the unfolding situation in front of him. His gaze filled with betrayal and disbelief as it focused on Isabella. This was not the woman he thought he knew.“Isabella?” he finally managed, his voice low, laced with the sting of betrayal. “You… you’re pregnant? With Jason’s child?”Isabella’s jaw clenched, her gaze flickering briefly as she weighed her response. But her silence spoke volumes.Jason seized the moment, his expression resolute as he stepped forward. “Thane, you deserve to know the whole story. This has gone on long enough.” He pulled out his phone, his fingers tapping a few buttons before holding it out to Thane. “See for yourself.”Thane looked at Jason, a trace of wariness in his gaze, before reluctantly accepting the phone. The video started, and as it played, Thane’s face grew pale. Isabella was on the screen, putting something into Jason's drink and throwing herself on him with a cunning expression, looking a
Jason was focused on his report, combing through the details with his usual meticulous precision, when the office door swung open without warning. The abrupt intrusion jolted him, his concentration snapping as he looked up to see Isabella standing in the doorway, her expression stormy and unrestrained."Hi Jason," she said in a harsh voice, filling the room with hatred. He didn't try to hide his annoyance. Isabella. Why are you here? Ignoring his query, she walked fully into his office, and Jane, his assistant, was close after her, evidently flustered.“Ms. Isabella, Mr. Carter is busy with meetings today. You really need to—”“I’m not here for you, Jane,” Isabella said curtly, not even sparing the assistant a glance. Her focus was locked on Jason, her gaze steely, unyielding. “Jason and I need to talk. Alone.”Jason let out a resigned sigh, gesturing to Jane to leave. “It’s fine, Jane. I’ll handle this.”Isabella's tension was noticeable as soon as the door closed behind her, her e
Jason sat in the conference room, watching the projector screen attentively while one of his managers went over the quarterly reports in a monotonous tone. The numbers became hazy in front of him, constantly shifting in clarity. He had examined the information numerous times, yet on this day, his thoughts refused to calm down. Every few minutes, he caught himself thinking about Kendall. That morning, she was quiet and slightly more timid as she stood in the doorway, observing him as he picked up his coat. He still recalled how her face softened, a silent message in her eyes as she bid him farewell for the day. The memory stuck with him, unwilling to disappear. As the presentation droned on, he checked his phone out of habit, noticing a few missed messages from Isabella. He dismissed them with a swipe, his attention drifting back to the last glimpse he’d had of Kendall. He found himself wondering if she was alright, hoping she was feeling better after their recent challenges. It wasn
"Thane," Kendall greeted, her voice a forced calm, though a tight smile barely softened the edge of her unease. "Jason isn’t here."“That’s fine.” He spoke quickly and showed little interest. His eyes quickly scanned over her, sharp and evaluating, pausing to scrutinize the room's details as if looking for a hidden object. "I am here to have a conversation with you." A strange dread settled in her stomach. She dismissed the maid with a quick nod, hoping to mask her discomfort. As the maid retreated, Kendall gestured reluctantly for Thane to enter. His presence was unsettling, a dark cloud clouding the safety of her home, and every step he took seemed to carry a weight that filled the room.“Would you like something to drink?” she offered, hoping to fill the heavy silence with something—anything—to distract from his cold intensity.“No need.” He settled onto the couch without waiting for her invitation, his air of entitlement unmistakable. His gaze remained fixed on her, unwavering. "
Jason woke up to the soft light coming in through the curtains, creating gentle shadows in the room. Looking at Kendall next to him, he glanced over and saw her resting peacefully with a relaxed expression on her face. Her being there soothed him unexpectedly, providing a peaceful reassurance that was both fresh and recognizable. He briefly observed her, feeling warmth in his chest, surprised by the sudden appearance of this feeling. Kendall awoke, her eyes opening slowly, and when she looked at him, a faint smile formed on her lips, showing how tired she still was. She whispered "Good morning," in a gentle and sleepy voice. "Jason responded, his smile soft, mirroring the warmth in his eyes, saying, 'Morning!'" “How are you feeling? Still tired?”Kendall paused to breathe, moving a piece of hair from her face. "She actually admitted she was doing better, stretching out her arms." “I think I just needed a good rest… and maybe some company,” she added with a light laugh, though her e
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