Morning sunshine.
Fabe make it a habit to expose herself to the sun as soon as it starts hailing the earth with its rays. They said it's an excellent natural vitamin D source for her health and her baby.
Fabe would stay in her favorite spot outside the garden, where the sun perfectly shines on that area. She enjoys the heat and sweat in the morning. But still, she wishes for Bryce to take her on a nature trip for fresh air.
Now that she is five months pregnant, she also needs to do a little exercise to help her deliver soon. She makes it a habit to take a quick morning stroll since the mansion has a large area outside.
It's also been five months, but Bryce didn't even bother to show up for her prenatal check. Fabe is still delusional about always waiting for him. He never runs out of excuses every time Fabe reminds him. It was always her and Lyla.
“Baby, Daddy is not here, he is busy with the family business, but he loves us...,” Fabe jerked off hearing Madam Claudia’s shrieking voice.
"Fabe!" she heard Madam Claudia shouting vigorously.
"What now? It's still early!" Fabe whined and was about to start her stroll but hurried back inside, waddling. Madam Claudia doesn't want to keep her waiting and has a bad temper like Rafael.
"Yes, Madam?" Fabe panted and was soaking with sweat facing Madam Claudia.
"Good gracious! You look filthy and smell like a dog!" Madam Claudia covered her nose and pointed at the pile of clothes for Fabe to wash.
"Make sure to wash that immediately. I need it for the weekend, and be careful about it; it costs more than your life!" she said, spreading her fan and continued, "And remind yourself not to use the washing machine; it will deteriorate the fabric. Hand washing is better. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Madam," Fabe picked up the laundry and planned to wash it as quickly as possible so she could still have time for her stroll.
Moments later, Madam Claudia called her again. Her shout echoed in the whole mansion. Fabe stopped washing and wipe the remaining soap on her hands to her clothes and headed to the living room.
"What took you so long?" Madam Claudia yelled at her.
"I was doing the laundry, Madam."
"Make me some tea and be quick about it!"
"Yes, Madam," Fabe went to the kitchen and started the fire to boil water for the tea. Madam Claudia is picky regarding her tea; it should not be too cold or hot. After a few minutes, she returned to the living room and serve the tea.
"Is there anything else, Madam?"
"Nothing more."
"Actually, there is!" Lady Sophie emerges by the door with a big tote bag. She was having a hard time carrying it.
"I want you to wash this. You are the only person I know who can wash my expensive clothes properly," Sophie give her a big tote bag with her clothes inside.
"I forgot to tell you Sophie will come by for her clothes. Take it away," Madam Claudia said, beckoning her to get lost.
The bag was heavier than she expected. That's why Sophie was holding it roughly. Instead, she drags the bag to the floor so she cannot use too much force. Her belly contracted when exerting too much energy.
"What are you doing?!" Lady Sophie saw Fabe dragging her bag and reacted hysterically. She pulls the fan out of Madam Claudia's hand and repeatedly whips it on Fabe's arms.
"You stupid bitch! That bag is Louis Vuitton, and you are dragging it on the floor? How could you?!"
"I'm sorry, Sophie. It was heavy and…please…," Fabe cried out, turning around to protect her belly.
"Sophie! That's enough!" Master Rafael said calmly, peeking into the stairway. "She doesn't have the slightest idea about your fancy things. Now back off! You might hit my grandchild," Rafael added.
"You scheming, ignorant bitch!" Sophie said to her face and went back to the couch, pouting.
“No wonder why brother doesn’t like her. Such a dork!” she added.
Fabe impelled herself to carry the bag. She felt her belly tighten using too much force.
In the laundry room, Lyla was waiting for her. She hugged her and cried her heart out. Fabe tried to be a good daughter-in-law and did her best to please them, but it was never enough. Lyla is the only one she can lean on in the mansion.
"Miss, please stop crying. Think of your baby," Lyla patted her back. "Come; I'll help you with the laundry so we can visit your doctor."
"What for?" Fabe sniffles.
"This kid, it's your prenatal schedule today."
"Oh, it slept my mind," Fabe's face glowed instantly, and she continued her laundry with all her might. Prenatal day is Fabe's favorite day. She calls it her freedom day. The only time she can get away from her in-laws.
Today is the day she will know the gender of her baby and plan on doing the 3D so she will see its face vividly. In Fabe's thoughts, she hopes her baby will look just like her if it's a girl and would look like Bryce if it is a boy. She can't for her to come out.
"Congratulations, Mrs. Hamilton, It's a boy!" the doctor said and continued, "So far, your prenatal check shows you are healthier than ever, especially the baby, but you still have to take care of yourself and drink your vitamins, mostly avoid stress. I'll see you again next month," the doctor added.
"That is such good news, Miss! So please avoid stress," Lyla helped Fabe to change her dress and saw her arms. The whip left a mark and some bruises. She can't help but pity Fabe. After years of serving them, the family didn't change much, even if Fabe was pregnant.
"What do you want to eat, Miss? We need to drop by the pharmacy for your vitamins."
"An ice cream and French fries," Fabe beamed in delight, thinking of her cravings to get satisfied. Not that she can’t eat healthy foods in the mansion, but Master Rafael planned her meal, and she is so fed up with all the greens. It’s good to give in to her cravings sometimes.
When they reached home, Fabe was spirited to see Bryce's car. She can't wait to tell him about their baby's gender and show him the result. However, as she enters the house, her mood flops with their surprise visitor.
Irene sits next to Bryce with Madam Claudia, Lady Sophie, and Master Rafael, clasping his arms. Their laugh faded, seeing Fabe holding her bump. Bryce didn't even look at her.
"Miss," Lyla bowed to them and pulled Fabe to the kitchen. She fixes the ice cream and French fries on a plate, "Here, eat this and don't mind them. No stress remember?"
Fabe ate a little and decided to go to her room to rest. As she passed the living room, Fabe heard them laughing cheerfully, reminiscing the past of Irene and Bryce. She stopped by the hallway to listen well and heard them talking about their wedding.
"A wedding?" she whispered. Bryce didn't even dare to look at her, and now they were planning a wedding. Then she recalls their contract and the divorce Bryce proposes. She walks to their room, wrapping her arms around herself.
The happy family she dreams of for her son is a fairytale. She took a picture of the 3D photo of her prenatal result and posted it; it’s a boy with an emoji heart. As wounded as she feels, she sleeps her pain. For tomorrow is another day of foolishness.
Lyla checked on Fabe and saw the photo beside her bed. She took it and left it in Bryce’s room underground.
Midnight. Fabe woke up feeling thirsty. She forgot to bring water inside her room before she slept. Being pregnant makes her tongue dry all the time, and she craves to drink more water, especially cold. She made a quick trip to the kitchen though she still felt drowsy, and returned with a pitcher of cold water.
She saw Layla carrying linens heading to the underground room and followed her.
“Did Bryce stay for the night?” she said to herself. The underground room is Bryce’s favorite hangout place. He always prefers to sleep there over in their bedroom.
The door opened wide. Bryce was sleeping, and Irene appeared by the doorway wearing nighties retrieving the linen to Layla. Irene saw Fabe and intentionally moved out of the way so she could see Bryce clearly in the bed. She is smiling devilishly.
A loud crashing sound of glass shattered on the floor and startled everyone, followed by a painful scream. Fabe felt the contraction and clutched her belly.
She felt a sudden flow on her thighs and saw the blood. Bryce woke up, jumped off the bed, shoved Irene away by the door, and carried Fabe to his car.
Fabe tilted her head to the side, still feeling groggy. She blinks her eyes to focus on the unfamiliar place she's in."Where am I?" she said, holding her head."Miss," Layla said, checking her temperature. Fabe got a slight fever last night and was under observation due to her condition."Who are you?" Fabe kept blinking her eyes, becoming delirious, and couldn't recognize Layla. Then the pain hit her back to her senses."My baby!" she groped her bulging belly and turned to Layla, "How's my baby?""She is fine, Miss, but you almost lost him. Why did you follow me there?""I thought Bryce stay for the night, but…," Fabe's voice quivered in sadness. That Irene insults her. She purposely did that to hurt Fabe."Did Bryce bring me here?" Fabe remember being carried by Bryce before she fainted."Yes, and stayed for a while, but Madam called and asked Sir Bryce to come home because of Miss Irene.""He didn't come back?""No, but he will later."Fabe felt her whole world collapse right befo
Madam Claudia felt restless with Fabe’s situation. To clear Master Rafael’s name, she decided to call Bryce to explain everything and cover-up. He threatens to leave the mansion with his family if they keep secrets from him, and she cannot afford to lose her son.“Bryce Fabe is in the hospital.”“What?! What happened, mom?”“She was gone mad and got hysterical. She tried to attack your father and….”“Fabe attack dad? I’m sorry, mom, I don’t think she can do that. She is pregnant.”“But it’s true. Because of that, she was bleeding heavily, so we rushed her to the hospital.”“How is she? And my baby?”“We are waiting for the doctor’s call. I will notify you after.”“I’m going home.”Thereupon, Fabe was inducted into the hospital and delivered a premature baby by a caesarian section. She was unconscious the whole time, so the doctor acted immediately, or the baby will die. Hours later, Fabe was transferred to the recovery room, and the baby stayed in the incubation room for further exami
One shot. That is all she needs to put the man down. No one can get away with Massimo. There is no place for treachery in his triad. You cross the line; you are dead—his virtue. Being at the top of his game, he makes sure he wins. In this world, he is the king."Peri is on the move. Do you have a sighting of him?" Massimo cleared over the wireless microphone. "On it," the woman answered, walking to the crowd and blending in, following the man, driving slowly along an alley in the car. "Got a sighting of him," she moved quickly, pulling out her gun with a silencer. A group of men was waiting for Peri in that alley. As Peri steps out of his, the woman points her gun at him, blowing his head. The men recognized her. Instead of fighting back, they disperse."Mission accomplished.""Welcome back, Nova," Massimo raised his glass to face his comrade."Cheers for Nova's come back. Problem eliminated," he laughed triumphantly. ****Boarding in a private plane owned by the Donovan Corporati
"We need to leave now!" Levi paid for their drinks and urged Fabe to leave. She was watching Bryce and Irene firmly. "Fabe, this is not the right time for them to see you. Let's go."“Fabe Ava Everette Donovan, come on!” Mimi pulled her hand, but Fabe was glued to her chair. "Ava, what are you doing? This is not how you fight," Levi blocked her sight. Fabe came to her senses, grabbed her bag, and finished her glass of wine. Before leaving, she glances again at the couple. In her mind, Bryce must have been happy to get rid of her and finally get reunited with Irene. "From now on, I don't want you calling me Fabe," she uttered."What do you mean?" Mimi asked confusingly, glancing at Bryce. "Call me Ava. Like you used to call me. Fabe died in the hospital five years ago, and her foolishness ends.""Then welcome back, Ava," Levi grinned, leading her the way out.At the same time, Bryce noticed the woman from a distance. "Fabe?" he rushed into the crowd, but the woman disappeared fro
"So you don't know?" Frank asked."The what?" Fabe paces in her office, baffled. "The Hamilton's has been trying to partner with us for years since you left. Stephen declined, and they keep coming back," Frank explained. "They did?""Yes, and as a matter of fact, the news about the new CEO escalated in the business industry, and companies everywhere are on their feet, dying to be our partners. Isn't that amazing?""It is, can't blame them, but a meeting with my ex-husband? Right now? I am not ready yet.""You can cancel the meeting if you like. Just tell them you are now off for some personal agenda. Tell that to them, Michel.""I, sir," Michel step out of the office.Fabe relaxes in her chair. "I understand your situation, Ava. Stephen is right; this isn't the right time yet for you to face the Hamilton. You should know that they are relentless. Just make some excuses, or better, we tell everyone that the CEO is out of the country. That way, you can avoid them.""Frank, I just got
Fabe's POVNo more hiding. Five years of skulking were enough to delay my vengeance. It's time to face the past; it's time to bury them and be me. But this time, I will shock them. The memories of Liam in the hospital still linger in my mind.Flashback.Seeing my son suffer, fighting for his breath, makes me realize he didn't deserve to be a Hamilton. They don't deserve my son. Bryce made it clear choosing Irene over us. He doesn't care. If I stay, not only will I lose my son, but myself. "Lyla, where's my phone?"Lyla retrieved my phone from his sling bag. It was still unlocked. The photo of Bryce and Irene in bed was still on the screen. I skipped it and dialed Stephen's number."I need you, please," I cried for help. Stephen came along with his men. The doctor was one of his colleagues in college, so it was easy for us to leave without a trace. "I told you, marrying that guy was a big mistake. I've been around them for years, I know, but you wouldn't listen," Stephen scolded me,
"Now that Bryce and his family know your back, I am pretty certain that they are on the move to break you," Stephen visit her in the office to join the board meeting. "They can try. I will put up a good fight.""Sir, Ma'am, the board members are waiting for you," Michel informed them, handing her an envelope to Fabe and flowers."What's this?""That came along with these favorite flowers," Michel answered, giving her the bouquet of pink tulips."Thank you, Michel."Fabe checked the card in the flowers."You're back! Hmm, intriguing," she opened the envelope and read it."Who sent it?" Stephen asked, hoping it didn't come from her sister's ex-husband."Looks like we are invited to a fashion ball.""Who?""From the famous artist in London, Rosie Harper.""Your friend in college.""Yup! She knows I'm back."Stephen properly announced to the board the merger of Donovan Corporation and Ava Fashion Company. It wasn't what Fabe expected. Stephen didn't inform her in advance, although their
Fabe felt her heart fluttering fast as Bryce mentioned their son. Her throat suddenly dries, and she can't move. Did he find out about Liam? "Fabe, if he died, I want to know where you buried him." A cold wind suddenly blew on her, bringing her back to her senses. She has kept Liam from him to protect him, and meeting Bryce sooner didn't cross her mind. It will take a while for her to trust him again. "I cremated him and threw his ashes into the ocean. Happy now?" she turned away immediately to avoid the conversation about Liam. "Wait! Fabe," Bryce followed her. "What do you want? Our son died five years ago, and it opened my eyes to be so stupid to serve your family and marry you! Now, leave me alone!" "What? Look, we both agreed on our marriage, and in case you forget, you are still married to me." "Not for long," Fabe got away as fast as she could, but her heels were failing her. "We need to talk. Fabe," Bryce continued to follow her, "Listen to me. I've been looking fo
“It’s a boy!” the doctor announced their baby’s gender. Stephen was so happy to witness his baby’s first ultrasound. Listening to his heartbeat was a music to his ears. He was crying the whole time. “Thank you, for giving me a reason to live, and be better,” Stephen kissed Georgina’s forehead. “When I give birth, would you be here?” Georgina held his hand. “Of course. Everyday,” Stephen palmed her cheek.“Thank you."Stephen called Massimo as promised to inform him about the gender of his baby. Like them, he was ecstatic, and delighted to know it was a boy. “Dad, will you disowned me of I tell you that I still love Georgina?” Stephen asked, turning the speaker on. Georgina was shocked to hear that from Stephen. Fabe squeeze her hand, “You are part of this family after all.” “Son, I know you love her. You can’t lie to me. I know all of you. Go ahead, but this won’t be easy, son. The long distance.” “I think I could wait, dad. That is if I’m still alive. Our only hope is the paro
"You're pregnant?" "Yes, with Stephen," Georgina took a seat, "I was supposed to tell her after the press conference, but this happened." "I'm sorry. I couldn't do anything for you. Ri….” "Ri?" Fabe cut in. "Ri, Irene, or Eerie. She is one. I called her Ri. My sister from another mother. Torelli married another woman after my mother died." Georgina shared her story with Fabe. Since they discovered her real identity, she has no reason to hide anymore. Irene had loved Bryce since they were a kid. When Torelli left to pursue his mafia business, Georgina and Irene were adopted. But they knew they were sisters and still communicated with each other. When Irene moved to London, she constantly discussed marrying Bryce after college. But then he married Fabe. It broke her heart, and she vowed to get him back. When Fabe left, she was the happiest to be with Bryce again. But she knew he loved her and was obsessed with Nova. Irene found out that Bryce was in love with Nova, who was also
Eerie saw the news. Georgina was arrested and detained in jail. Alessandra Dorso accused her of killing Gemma and Sophie Hamilton. "Dad, we need to help Georgina. Send her a lawyer or bust her out!" Eerie called him, demanding immediate action for her sister. "I did. They are also searching for you. That woman you commissioned to kill Nova failed. She killed their friend! What were you thinking? If you want things to be done, do it yourself!" Torelli snapped. "They can't find me. Moira doesn't know where I am, and Georgina won't talk. So I need you to help her and get out of that prison!" "I am doing my best okay? Massimo had ordered a thorough search for our family. They know who you are now." Eerie paused a little. "How?" "The investigator, Jim. He left a file containing all the information about you and Georgina, including your birth certificate. At least, that's what the lawyer told me. They have strong evidence against you and your sister." "Then bust her out of pris
The guard restrained Georgina and dragged her out. "Hey, let go of me! Stephen!" Stephen stopped, listening to her. "What is happening? Stephen!" Georgina shouted, fighting back. The guards are forced to handcuff her to ensure she won't escape. They took her to the waiting room while waiting for the police. The reporters filmed everything. It escalated and made the headlines after an hour. Everyone wanted answers. Massimo called Stephen. He was in his office hiding, crying. "Dad," Stephen sobbed. "I know, son. Your siblings will be there. Calm down, okay?" "What did you find out?" "Georgina is Irene's older sister. Irene and Georgina is Torelli's daughter. Irene and Eerie are one person, and she was the one who killed our Liam." His secretary knocked on the door and informed him that the police had arrived. Stephen nodded and ended the call. He told the guards to show them, Georgina. "Don't let her out. My lawyer is on the way. He's working on the arrest warrant," Stephen h
Alessandra was referring to the woman in the television. The announcement started, and Georgina was focused on the screen. She was introduced to the public as Stephen’s fiancé. Gerard took the remote control, and paused the recording on the tv. “Her?” Fabe and Bryce point their hand on Georgina’s face.“Yes, her. Georgina Stanford. Gemma found out her name when she was on the news as the acting CEO of Donovan Corporation.”“Is she positive that it was her?” Massimo said, almost choke his own words.“Yes. You can see her video recording ones my phone turns on.”“Oh, God.”Gerard return to the computer, and Sander’s app flashes on the screen. He click it, and saw what he was busy doing running in the background. “Ah, you have to see….”“We have a matched!” Sander prompted.Gerard showed Cali the match. There’s a video of his past recordings in his house where someone broke in, and left a brown envelope. Another video was when Stephen and Georgina visit last night. The mat
“Who is that, Cali?” Stephen was stunned by his reaction. “It’s Alden. He’s coming back to Italy,” Cali lied.“Stephen and Georgina are with you?” Jonathan asked, confirming the voices he heard. “Yes, Alden. I’ll pick you up at the airport.”Jonathan ended the call. Cali pretended that the call was still ongoing, and talk sweetly. He then ended the call with an endearment. He saw Massimo’s eyes rolled hearing the I love you word coming of his mouth. “Dad, whether you like it or not, his going to be my fiancé soon,” Cali said, annoyed by his father’s reaction. “I didn’t say anything bad, and yes, I accept your new self, but getting married? Please, Cali, I’m old. Don’t give a heart attack.”“Whatever, dad.”Georgina excuse herself to go home early. She wanted to relax herself for the big announcement tomorrow. Stephen also excuse himself to drive Georgina home, and remind them all for the event. “Cali, who called you?” Fabe confronted him. It wasn’t Alden that’s for sur
“What! How? Who took her?” Billie lifted a shoulder. “How did they know? Alessandra’s identity is classified, and the only person who knows about her is Jonathan, and us!” “Can you ask Jonathan if he mentioned it to anyone?” Bryce inspect the pocket of the dead man on the floor. “He won’t do that I’m sure.”Bryce showed the identification card to Fabe. It’s not Italian. He was from Russia, all of them.“Tell the maids to call the police. I don’t want to stay here, and deal with this,” Fabe told Franco. Franco went back upstairs, and instructed the maids to call the police and report the kidnapping. The maids run together downstairs. Franco started to the door when he heard a noise to the other room. He draw out his gun, and slowly entered the room. It came from the walk-in closet. Franco kick the door, and held up his gun. “Holy crap! Moira, what are you doing in here? I almost killed you!” Franco breathe out roughly, shaking himself. “Sorry, I was searching for evid
Alessandra replayed Gemma’s video. It was taken the day before she died. She was crying as if Gemma already knew her death was coming. They were best friends since high school. Gemma was the only child, and so was Alessandra. Gemma defended Alessandra from the bullies in school. Since then, they were inseparable. Alessandra recalled the time she last saw her best friend alive. There were loud knocks on the door that night. Alessandra was getting ready for bed, and heard it. Her maid informed that it was Gemma. She was restless. Alessandra led her in her room. Gemma was crying, pacing around. “Gigi, will you please calm down. I’m getting dizzy watching you. What’s the problem?” “Sasa, I need to tell you something, and I want you to record me with your phone,” Gemma took her phone beside the table of her bed, and had it over to her.“Hold on, why would I do that?” “Just do as I say!” Gemma yelled.“Fine,” Alessandra started the video recording.Gemma cited her name fi
“Oh, my God,” Cali gasps, opening his messages, and viewed the woman’s picture with her name, “We got her.”“Who?” “The woman who sent those rocks,” Cali showed Fabe the message. She check the picture. It was the same as the scanner. Her face was zoomed in that clearly showed her face, and her name, Alessandra Dorso.“Who send this to you?” Cali checked the number. It was new. “I don’t know.”“It doesn’t matter. Now we know what she looked like. Cali send this to us all.”“Copy that,” Cali sent the picture to the group. “How are we going to find her?” Moira was bothered how to find a woman overnight in that big city.Cali shrugged, facing her, and started to his room, when the number who sent the picture called him. “Hello? Who is this? And how did you get that picture?” “I’m sure you know how.”“Jonathan? Good riddance! How did you found about that woman?” “What?” Fabe gestured Cali to pass her the phone, “Jonathan? Where are you? We need to talk.”Jonathan didn’