Noah
That night, beneath the Caribbean stars, Raymond and I finally gave in to the love that had been simmering between us. The sound of the ocean waves was our only witness as we moved together, slow and deliberate. Each touch ignited a fire within.
He took off his shirt, revealing his tanned, muscular torso. The moon and candle light accentuated the magnificent curvature of his six pack, chest and biceps. He took me in his arms and undressed me slowly. He savored every inch of my body with his intense hazel eyes.
In his charming Australian accent, he whispered, “You are so incredibly beautiful, my Noah.”
NoahSeeing Owen with my son made my heart race with anxiety. I hadn't expected to find him holding Neil so casually. Neil, on the other hand, looked delighted. He was oblivious to Owen’s significance in my life.I paced towards them. The atmosphere between Owen and me was thick with unease. But Neil’s innocence shone through.Neil beamed up at me, "Mom, I like this uncle. He’s my new friend! Look, he gave me this!" He held up a miniature airplane.I forced a smile, trying to hide my discomfort. "That's nice, sweetheart. But remember, don't leave when I ask you to stay, okay? I get worried.""Okay, mommy. I promise." He grinned, his little face lighti
OwenSince I learned the truth six years ago, I've lived with constant self-reprimand. Every day, I regret hurting the one who loved me most. I even killed Noah’s unborn baby by accident. She must have suffered extreme pain!Raymond had warned me to cherish Noah, but I abandoned her myself. How stupid! I've been so blind! I didn’t realize how much I loved Noah until I completely lost her.The day the hospital called me with the news that Josie had awakened, just after Noah had left Edendale with Raymond, I told them I was too busy to collect her.She arrived home in a taxi. When she saw me in the living room, she looked shocked.“Honey?! Y
OwenRaymond transferred me out of the head office to be the most ordinary employee as punishment. I accepted it without protest. I had to pay for what I had done. I tried to drown my remorse and pain through hard work, but I still couldn’t forgive myself.Since Noah left, I tried many ways to find her, but it was in vain. She must have been protected by Raymond so that no one could bother her. I imagined meeting her again many times, but I never expected that I would meet her son first.I was about to go abroad for a business trip when my flight was canceled. Deciding to head home, I noticed a cute boy alone at the airport. More importantly, his appearance caught my eye. He looked so much like Noah! I couldn&rsqu
NoahI was shocked by Owen’s words and subconsciously stopped in my tracks. For as long as I could remember, I had believed my mother was dead. My father, Bob, had told me that she died in childbirth. But now, Owen was suggesting she might be alive?“Owen, what are you talking about? Where did you get this news?” I demanded, my heart pounding in my chest.Owen took a deep breath. “After Raymond transferred me to a remote subsidiary as an ordinary employee, I decided to focus on my work to escape the pain and guilt. Over time, I got promoted to manager. During that time, I built a cooperation with a female client. After I assisted her for a few months, we became familiar with each other. She lost her cat one day, and I helped her find it.”I listened intently, my curiosity piqued. “Go on.”“The woman recently told me she had lost her daughter 31 years ago,” Owen continued.“Her ex-husband was a gambler and owed a lot of money. When she gave birth to their daughter, he refused to raise
NoahArriving back at the mansion in Edendale brought a flood of emotions. The last time I stood here, I was consumed by grief and loss. My heart was shattered by the miscarriage. But now, as I stepped out of the car with Neil, I felt a bittersweet blend of sadness and gratitude.The mansion looked just as grand and imposing as I remembered. But it no longer seemed daunting. Neil’s small hand in mine anchored me to the present, reminding me of the life and love I now had. He gazed up at the mansion with wide eyes.“This is where you used to live, Mommy?” Neil asked, his voice filled with awe.I nodded, my throat tight with emotion. “Yes, Neil. This was my home for a long time.”We walked towards the entrance, and I couldn’t help but glance at the garden where so many memories, both happy and painful, lingered. The roses were in full bloom. Their fragrance mingled with the crisp air. I took a deep breath, allowing the scent to soothe my nerves.Inside, the familiar warmth of the mansio
NoahI stood by the window, gazing at the woman who might be my mother. My heart was pounding in my chest. Suddenly, she turned around and her blue eyes met mine.In that instant, something deep and ancient stirred within me. It was as if I was being pulled back in time. To a place so distant, yet oddly familiar. The room around me faded. All I could see were those piercing blue eyes, so much like my own.Suddenly, I was somewhere else entirely. The world around me was blurry and unfocused. I could hear muffled voices. A shadowy figure leaned over me, her face coming into view. I saw a pair of blue eyes, brimming with love and warmth. "My beautiful baby girl," her voice whispered, soft and full of emotion. "I love you..."The voice was like a lullaby, soothing and familiar. I felt a warmth in my chest, a sense of belonging I had never known. The memory was fleeting, but it left a profound impression on me. It was as if a part of me, buried deep within, had been awakened. I snapped b
Noah“Who are you?” Evelyn’s words echoed through my mind. My heart pounded in my chest. Searching for the courage to speak, I considered my options. Should I deny it? Or should I tell her the truth? But… What was the truth? Was I even sure she was my mother?I looked into her eyes. They were exactly the same as my own. Even the way her brow creased into an inquisitive frown reminded me of myself. Deep down, I knew. She was my mother. I was her daughter. There was no doubt about it.“I… I believe I am your daughter,” I admitted, my voice trembling. “I’ve always been told my mother died in childbirth.” Tears welled up in her eyes as she continued to touch the birthmark, tracing its unique shape. “Noah,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “It’s you. You’re my daughter.”The room seemed to spin around me. I sank into the chair, overwhelmed by the revelation. Evelyn—my mother—pulled me into a gentle embrace, her tears mingling with mine. “I’ve looked for you for so long,” she sobbed. “I
RaymondNoah said she would visit her mother today and come back before 6 p.m. But now it was 7:30 p.m., and she still wasn’t home. I had been trying to call her, but her phone was powered off. I had a bad feeling about this. But I had to be there for my son. I made dinner for three, hoping Noah would come home soon.“Where’s mommy?” Neil asked over his plate of pasta. A worried frown contorted his sweet little face. “You said she’d be home for dinner, Daddy. Didn’t you?”“Don’t worry, my son. She’s with uncle Owen. She’ll be home soon,” I replied with a reassuring smile.When she still didn’t arrive after dinner, I got really worried. I reassured myself that she was with Owen. He would know what happened. I called him.“Hello, Owen,” I said, my voice tense as he answered. “Is Noah with you now?”“Noah? Didn’t she come home already? She left 2 hours ago,” Owen’s confusion was palpable. “Wait, I have a bad feeling about this... Raymond, we must find her!”Anger surged through me. I had