3 cm invasive tumor in situ… Stage 3… Metastasis is present… Kendall’s hands trembled as she read her test result. She swallowed thick lumps of saliva that were about to choke her. “Wh- what does… this mean, doctor?” Her voice was trembling so was her whole body, coupled with her labored breathing. Even though she knew what it meant, she rather lived in denial. “Miss Kendall,” Doctor Sophia took off her glasses and focused on the patient in front of her. “You have stage three cervical cancer.” She dropped the heartbreaking news. “No… I don't… doctor, this is not my result.” Tears rolled down Kendall’s cheeks as she kept on arguing. There was no way that she would accept this result as hers. She only had pain and heavy bleeding… And a few minor symptoms. She was sure that there was a mix-up somewhere. There had to be. “I can't have cancer,” Kendall heaved a sigh. It felt like her whole world was crumbling before her and she was too weak to put the smallest pieces togethe
“How could you?”Alicia was furious as her voice took over the living room. This had to be a joke.She ran down to Kendall’s house after seeing the multiple mixed calls only to be given double strikes; Kendall hadn't only slept with a stranger, but she had already called Doctor Sophia, saying that she was ready for the IVF procedure.“What would I have done?” Kendall wasn't having it. Matter of fact, she was done trying to explain herself."Anything..." "Just not messing around." She shrugged.Kendall hated that she was diagnosed with cancer, and had woken up in bed with a stranger, with the effect of the alcohol wearing off and she felt terrible. Like every other girl, she had the fantasy of a small family and having her babies, not opting for a sperm donor.“I'm sorry for not being by your side at the time you needed me most,” Alicia apologized."You don't have to be." "All that I expect from you, is love, support, and kind words…""That's if you are dealing with so much, and you're
“Anywhere but home.”Jason informed Lucas after getting into the back of his black-tainted car. He was done with work for the day, but for fear of his mother breathing down his throat, he'd rather stay out late.“Alright, sir,” Lucas, his driver responded.He didn't need to think twice, he knew the exact place that his boss frequented when he needed to escape his realities. Slowly, he increased the volume of the music, trying to soothe his boss.“Turn it off.”Jason hissed, tugging on his tie that was suddenly becoming too suffocating.“I'm sorry, sir.”He was already exhausted from today’s hassle, but he had to quickly fix a few meetings for tomorrow. His eyes were glued to his tab the whole time, as he immersed himself in work.The rest of the journey to the club was calm and boring. In about half an hour, they arrived at the spot and Jason went to the bar. They didn't do much security check-up on him."Brandy is fine." He told the bartender who jotted down his order. He looked arou
“Mother, it's too early,” Jason grunted as he knotted his necktie and adjusted his black pants.“Too early for your mother to have a word with you?” The ever-cheesy Catherine followed her son around.Her hair was a rich silver with streaks of gold and styled in a grand puff. She had a sizable nude gown that matched her skin tone and a light brush of pink lip gloss. For sixty-one, she defied the number.Jason sipped from his teacup and set it down on a saucer. He knew what his mother had to say and was avoiding the topic by all means possible.“How about we do that when I return from work?”"Then I would be in the salon fixing my hair or getting spar treatment." "We need to talk now."Sealing her point, she stopped by the door, silently telling him that no one would leave the room until they had a discussion. The last time she sat on the foot of his bed in protest, he ran out without remorse. She wasn't about to make that mistake now. Yesterday, he purposely ignored her calls and sneak
“Get out of my office!”Jason thundered, refraining from throwing off the coffee his supposedly new assistant brought.Kendall was still in shock, just staring, wide-eyes. Her smart mouth had ruined things for her once more.“Why are you still gawking?” "Leave!"“I’m sorry, sir…”"You’re sorry?" "After acting so rude, you're now sorry?" He laughed at her in cheerful mockery. "Would you be sorry if I were a gate man or a random worker..." "Maybe a jobless person like yourself?"Jobless? Kendall pressed her lips in a fine line instead. She desperately needed this job.Jason took his office phone and dialed Ryan’s number. He had to come and fix his mess. "Didn't he have a proper interview before employment?"“He did, and I was the best...”"Do you even know when to be quiet?" "I wasn't talking to you!""Forgive me, sir."“Ryan, I need you here this minute!” He dropped the call with that.“Please, sir…” Kendall continued to plead. “We were both at fault…”“How dare you?!”Jason looked up
"He what?”Alicia batted her lids nonstop, confused after listening to Kendall. She was sure her mind had been playing a prank on her.“It just happened…”“Why does everything just keep happening to you lately?”Kendall puffed, knowing Alicia was right. But in this case, it wasn't her fault, and she was also in a desperate position.“Why would a stranger propose to you?”“He didn't, okay?” Kendall corrected her. “He just asked me to act as his mistress for the weekend.”“And then what?”“He shows me to his mother over dinner, and we're good.”Alicia paused, processing all that she said. She found it hard, nearly impossible that a man of such status would go about proposing to random ladies if he didn't have an ulterior motive.“So, what's in it for him?”“I was kinda rude to him, and he knows that I desperately want my job.” Kendall began. “Instead of hiring a girl and paying for her services, he figured he could use me for free… Well, I get to keep my job.” She swiftly added.Suddenl
“I'm outside, don't keep me waiting.”Jason informed Kendall once she answered the phone on the second dial.“Who's that?”“What?” He scoffed, he was quite pissed. “Are you sleeping, because it would be absurd that you haven't saved my number.”“Oh… I'm sorry, sir…”Jason ended the call after a loud sigh.“And somehow, she's meant to convince my mother that we're a couple, how persuasive of her.”He flipped his watch to see that it was already 3 pm, the exact time that he informed her of his coming.Jeez!The drive to Tyler’s spa and beauty world was roughly an hour, which meant that they didn't have much time left.“Oh, my god.”It was over fifteen minutes and Kendall was still not out. He was about to open the door when he saw her petite figure walk out of the house.She looked so simple, maybe she spent the whole day combing her hair.“Good afternoon, sir.” She greeted him once she was beside him.“It's Jason, for today.” He reminded her with a stern face.“How about Jay?”“Jason,
"Jason has drawn the battle line." Thane was confused. He looked at Clara, his mother, and Mr. William’s mistress. She vehemently tapped her foot on the ground in quick succession, and now, she began to pace about, looking like an angry bird. Jason was his step-brother, and he wasn't a fan of him either, but he figured his mother might be overreacting. Most times, it was like that with her. "My brother?" "What did he do…" “He's not your brother,” Clara rebuked him instantly. She looked so furious like she was willing to set the whole place ablaze if given the chance to. “Point taken,” Thane didn't argue. He had seen Catherine and his mother fight tooth and nail from his birth, so that statement was not up for debate. “What did he do, mother?” He needed to be clear still. “Everything.” Clara sighed loudly. “He brought home a woman,” she laughed wryly. “He wants to drag property with you, he must think he's wise.” “Mum, there's no need to get worked up, she could be anyone, mayb
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
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