"Anne's mother wants to know if you saw Anne today when you left daycare, son," Natasha said to her son. "Yes, I saw her, we played in the courtyard until her father came to pick her up," the boy said calmly. But I looked at the couple and shook my head, saying, "No one picked Anne up from dayca
Jason As soon as I took my daughter from daycare, I fulfilled what I promised and took her to a snack bar and ate a snack with her. She was cute and wouldn't stop talking about everything, especially her mother and the life they led. She was quite curious and also asked me so many questions. "Do
"Can we make a snowman?" She asked after a while so we made a snowman while laughing and talking about snow, Christmas, and most of the time, about things that weren't very important. When I was with her it was like I was in a different orbit, in a reality where I was really happy with my daughter
Laura "I don't want anything from you, but Anne wants you to come to dinner with us," said my ex-husband's voice. My throat suddenly felt dry, and I lost the ability to speak for a few moments. So Jason was with Annie? Was he the one who had picked up my daughter from daycare? Why would he do suc
Laura I had nothing left to argue about because, whether I liked it or not, Jason was right, so I sighed and nodded slightly. I never thought I would sleep in the same house as Jason again, especially with my daughter with me, but circumstances led me here. I noticed that my daughter was yawning
Laura Annie is not your daughter and never was. Those words were harsh and as painful as sharp daggers stuck in the heart. That statement was merciless, deadly, and unscrupulous, it was even inhumane to say that to a father, but it was necessary. After everything I had done to win his heart in th
LauraJason was still kneeling before me on the floor, looking at me with tears in his eyes and a decadent appearance. After I spoke, he got up and wiped his face, trying to compose himself. "Well, indeed, it's late anyway," he said, sighing. "You can use the bathroom if you want."I nodded, gettin
Laura "Laura… What are you doing?" Jason sputtered through his mouth, trying to cling to some consciousness. "This is dangerous, you might regret it tomorrow." His hand was cautiously on my shoulder, ready to move me away if necessary or to pull me closer, our faces inches away from each other, our
Max POV “You want me to talk to my husband to help Gideon; is that what I heard?” Laura was asking me that with a look of shock on her face. “That's right, you heard very well,” I replied. “I want you to talk to your husband to help my brother.” Laura Williams Davies wanted to roll her eyes rig
Max POV“Could you give me a minute, please?” I asked as I approached Albert Williams. He was talking to Mel, his wife, and now that I had approached them, they had both turned to look at me.“Is it urgent?” Mel asked me, but it wasn't like I addressed her.“It has its urgency, I admit,” I replied h
Max I had left Lindsay alone with her new boyfriend in order to give them both privacy, especially because Matt Weiss might feel a little intimidated if I was around since he knew I was Lindsay's ex-husband's brother. I was going to find some fun at that party when I felt my shoulders being grabbed
Laura “I can really see your own secretary hitting on your husband and you can’t? Good God, you never change, don’t you, Laura?” Ava was rolling her eyes as she said that to me. I was really in shock as I saw that scene unfolding in front of me and at that moment I couldn't hold back, I immediate
Lindsay “Oh my Goodness, your brother doesn't stop staring at me like that. Is it because of my dress?” I asked, running my hand over my short, skin-tight dress that I had dared to wear for today. Why not, right? Max Bathory chuckled mischievously. “Maybe Gid is missing your feminine attributes, i
Laura I was in a corner of Albert's party with a glass of sparkling wine in my hand, sitting on one of the corners sofas in the company of Ava while she was telling me some gossip, and I was wandering around a little distracted, my gaze in the direction of Jason, who was chatting with some of his f
Zoey The party was in full swing. I didn't know what impressed me more: the undeniable luxury of the decoration or the people walking around, all of them looking like they came out of a movie. The atmosphere was vibrant, but in an elegant way—a play of soft lights and restrained laughter. The dres
Lindsay Melanie sent me the invitation, but I was so hesitant to confirm my presence at that party because, of course, it was her husband's party, who was Max's best friend, my ex-husband's brother, so I knew Gideon would be there. Zoey didn't need convincing; as soon as she received the invitatio
Zoey It was a cold night, but somehow, the anticipation I felt made the environment feel welcoming. Laura, always so generous and friendly, invited me to her brother Albert's birthday party. He was in his 30s, and from what I knew, he was always surrounded by a class of people I only saw in movies