Tyler slumped over slightly, his heart hurting at the sight of Jean crying.This was the first time he'd felt this way, even during those three years together."Jean …"But Jean was already standing up. "I'm going to investigate this until the truth is out."She then turned away to leave.Tyler's gaze turned solemn. "You won't be able to find anything, Jean."He had already cut off all loose ends and possible sources of information ever since deciding Joyce would be the one to raise Dorian.Jean wouldn't be able to uncover anything.Unless she did a maternity test, of course.But Tyler would never let her bring his son to do so, of course. Not unless they became a family again.Tyler wasn't going to let Jean take Dorian away and marry someone else.Meanwhile, Chris had thought he could finally take a break from his duties. Yet half an hour later, he received a call from Tyler to bring over all documents necessary for his purview. The man's face instantly fell upon receiv
Dorothy was taken aback first by Jean's questioning, but she quickly recovered. "Why are you looking for her?" she asked softly.Jean gave her mother a flat stare before she went farther into the house.The maids were still clearing up the mess on the floor, while Joyce just so happened to be walking down the stairwell. A smile was on her face, bright as the sun. Gone was her rage from earlier."Welcome back, Jean."Jean shot the same flat stare at her sister. She then narrowed her eyes. "Dorian isn't your son, is he?" Joyce pursed her lips but didn't answer right away. Instead, she waited until she had reached the first floor before saying, "Did Tyler finally tell you?"She then went to sit on the couch, not a hint of panic on her face.Jean nearly snarled. "So he really isn't." Her twin sister nodded. "Yes, he isn't. Tyler brought him back four years ago into the family. He's Dorian's father, without a doubt."Jean's hands balled into fists by her side.Seeing how Joyc
When Jean left the Michaels family's residence, she spotted a car that belonged to the Larson family on the outskirts of the neighborhood. Tyler wouldn't be here. He was in the hospital.Jean walked forward and noticed Dorian in the car, waving excitedly at her.Her heart nearly melted upon seeing him. "Dorian," she called softly, a tear rolling down her cheek.How she wished he was her son. Maybe there might be a ray of sunshine in her dark, depressing life then.Dorian frantically wiped away her tears. "Why are you crying, Aunt Jean? Are you angry at me?"Jean shook her head, reaching in to lift Dorian out from the car. "No, of course not. I just remembered some really sad things, that's all."The boy sighed. "Did someone bully you? You can tell me. I'll tell Mr. Bodyguard to keep you safe!"Jean eyed the bodyguards standing close by, alongside Albert. "It's okay. I wasn't bullied.""Then why are you crying?" Dorian asked worriedly.Jean bit her lip, unsure how to answe
Dorian's red-rimmed eyes made it hard for Jean to concentrate. She said gently, "Don't cry, sweetie. If you cry, I'll start crying."The boy quickly nodded, wiping away his tears."I understand now, Aunt Jean. You don't wanna marry Dad cause you don't like him, right? That's why you can't be my mom, right?"Jean's lip had been bitten raw by the time she nodded, hoping Dorian would give up on the topic.Yet the boy then said something unexpected."But can't you try to like Dad for my sake, Aunt Jean?"That left Jean speechless and Albert holding back a grin.If Tyler was as endearing as his son, Jean would've returned to Teak Villa long ago.Jean was left gasping for air after the whole conversation with Dorian. She didn't know how it happened, but she ended up agreeing to give Tyler another chance.When Albert drove Jean back home, Dorian fell asleep on her lap."We're here, Ms. Michaels—" Albert began but was stopped by Jean pressing a finger to her lips. Only now did t
Jean stood there for quite some time before Tyler and Dorian finally noticed her.Dorian immediately threw away the soccer ball. Running up to Jean, he hugged her leg. "Aunt Jean, are you here to visit Dad?"Jean had just realized that Tyler had already been discharged from the hospital.Seeing Dorian's hopeful look, Jean pressed her lips together. Then, she said in a low voice, "I'm here to see you."Dorian's face lit up. "Did you miss me too, Aunt Jean? Like how I missed you a few days ago? I wanted to see you so badly."Jean teared up as she nodded solemnly. Then, she squatted to talk to Dorian. "Yeah, I missed you so much."She had been missing him for five long years.Dorian saw her tears. Confused, he immediately helped her wipe them away.But he was playing soccer only minutes ago. So when his fingers touched Jean's tears, he left a stain on her face.Dorian grew anxious at the sight. He then used his shirt to wipe it off. "Don't cry, Aunt Jean."Jean hugged Dorian tig
Jean had an outburst. Her gaze was fixed on Tyler, full of hatred.Every night for the past five years, she would see the delivery room in her dreams. She would dream of the first time she saw the baby she birthed, but it was only a glimpse.Then, she hadn't seen her baby again for five whole years. She even thought that would be the last time she saw him.She demanded, "Tyler Larson, what gives you the right to do that to me? What have I done wrong?"Jean wept quietly as she spoke. "I wasn't the one who signed the contract with you. I wasn't the one after your riches. Why can't you just let me go? Why can't you just let my son go?"Tyler sighed when he saw the hurt look on Jean's face. Moving to her, he hugged her and apologized softly, "I'm sorry."Jean continued weeping.Outside the study, Dorian was frowning.Albert noticed that the argument had died down and turned to Dorian. "Dorian, don't worry. Mr. Tyler will handle this."Dorian looked up at Albert, his eyes full of c
Jean's heart softened when she heard what Dorian said.But she couldn't forget how Tyler had treated her these years. He even stole her son from her.Tyler noted her evident contempt for him, and his face darkened. He said emotionlessly, "You can stay here tonight. I'll leave."As he spoke, he rose and left the dining room.Soon, Jean heard the whir of the car's engine as he left.Dorian remained in his seat with mixed feelings.Jean bit her lip. Seeing how crestfallen Dorian was, she was suddenly at a loss for words.Fortunately, Dorian seemed to forget about that incident several moments later. He led Jean to his room.Dorian had never experienced his mother's company firsthand.Although Joyce would accompany him occasionally, she didn't do so sincerely.Now that Jean was beside him, Dorian felt exceptionally joyful.It was late at night when Jean realized her son was asleep.Her brows knitted slightly as her gaze fell on Dorian. She wore a faint smile, but her eyes were
Jean was unrelenting, maintaining her composure as she confronted Coleen.Coleen grew even angrier when she heard Jean's bold statement.Some people would rack their brains to get married to one of the Larsons. But Coleen felt Jean's attitude was more infuriating than them."You'd better remember what you said today," Coleen warned. She then pulled Dorian toward herself. "Dorian, a mother like her will only teach you the wrong ways of life. You should come live with me from now on."Dorian's face fell. Peeved, he immediately returned to Jean and looked at Coleen. "Grandma, please don't speak ill of my mom."Coleen's face changed when Dorian chose to side with Jean.She had tried to make things difficult for Joyce before, yet Dorian never spoke up for Joyce no matter what she did.Coleen inhaled deeply, annoyed.Jean looked at Dorian and said softly, "Dorian, don't speak to your grandmother like that. She's doing this because she and I have a misunderstanding. She won't say that