The once vibrant Kendrick mansion, always buzzing with activity, now stood still, suffocating in an air of despair. The echoes of laughter and lively conversations had faded, replaced by heavy silence. Ivy had locked herself in her room for days, refusing to come out, refusing to speak. No one dared to disturb her any longer—not even Mrs. Rose, who had tried relentlessly to get through to her.Inside her room, Ivy sat curled up in a corner, her eyes swollen from crying. Tear-streaked lines ran down her cheeks, her once-perfect appearance now unrecognizable. She had refused to eat, to sleep, or to let anyone in. Her world had crumbled in the blink of an eye, and now she was drowning in her own guilt and shame. Everything she had built—her career, her reputation, her self-worth—was gone.Another knock came at the door, this time softer than before.“Ivy,” Mrs. Rose’s voice filtered through the heavy wooden door, her tone gentle but firm. “Please, sweetheart, you need to eat something.
“You joined mum in maltreating that poor girl. You made sure you seized every opportunity to humiliate her.”Her hand shook as she stared at his name on the screen, debating whether to answer. After a few long seconds, she took a deep breath and pressed the call button, holding the phone to her ear.“Ivy,” Ryan’s voice came through, calm but firm. “We need to talk.”She swallowed hard, her throat dry. “Ryan, I... I’m sorry.”“I know you are,” he said quietly. “But being sorry doesn’t change what’s happened.”Her chest tightened, tears welling up in her eyes again. “I didn’t mean for things to get this bad. I didn’t... I didn’t know it would come to this.”“Ivy, you need to understand something,” Ryan said, his tone serious. “What you did... what we did... it has consequences. You can’t hide from this forever.”She sniffed, wiping away a tear that had fallen onto her cheek. “I know. I just... I don’t know how to fix it.”Ryan sighed on the other end of the line. “It’s not about fixing it
The hospital’s sterile, quiet air weighed heavily on Mrs. Rose as she walked briskly down the corridor, her high heels echoing against the linoleum floor. The scent of disinfectant stung her nose, but it was the least of her worries. Her mind was tangled in the chaos of her crumbling family. She had always prided herself on being in control, but now, everything was falling apart, and she could barely keep up.She arrived at Dr. Parker’s office, her heartbeat quickening as she knocked on the door. The familiar voice of the doctor called her in, and she took a deep breath before stepping inside.Dr. Parker sat behind his desk, his usual calm and collected demeanor intact. His brown hair was neatly combed, and his hazel eyes flickered with knowing confidence. He looked up, his gaze locking onto hers as she closed the door behind her.“Rose,” he greeted, his tone neutral but laced with understanding. “I wasn’t expecting you this early. What’s happened?”Mrs. Rose sighed, running a hand t
Mrs Rose's heart pounded in her chest a mixture of relief and fear swirling inside her. They were playing a dangerous game, one that could easily spiral out of control if they weren’t careful. But they had come too far to turn back now.“So, we focus on Ken first,” she said firmly, her voice steady despite the turmoil in her mind. “Then we deal with Bella, and finally, we’ll bring Ryan under our control.”Dr. Parker nodded, his expression serious. “Yes, but we must be swift. The longer we wait, the more risks we take.”Mrs. Rose’s fingers clenched around the vial as she stood up from her chair. “I’m tired of waiting. Let’s finish this.”Later that evening, Mrs. Rose returned to the mansion, her mind racing with the details of her conversation with Dr. Parker. She entered the grand dining room, where Mr. Kendrick sat at the head of the table, staring blankly at the food in front of him. He looked even more frail than he had that morning, his once-strong presence diminished into somethi
The tension in the air was thick as Mrs. Rose stood inches away from Dr. Parker in his dimly lit office. Their conversation had taken a dark turn, but as always, there was an undercurrent of something else—something much more primal between them. The weight of their shared secrets seemed to pull them together, and before either could think twice, they had closed the gap between them.Dr. Parker’s hands found Mrs. Rose’s waist, pulling her closer as their lips collided in a heated, passionate kiss. It wasn’t just desire; it was desperation, a shared hunger that had grown more intense with every plot they devised. Their mouths moved against each other’s with urgency, tongues intertwining as they devoured each other like two people starved for affection. Every touch was a spark, every breath shared between them a reminder of the danger they were both neck-deep in.Dr. Parker’s hand trailed up to the nape of Rose’s neck, pulling her even closer as if the kiss could erase the uncertaint
The road stretched out ahead of Mrs. Rose as she drove back to the mansion, the night sky pressing down on her like a weight. The kiss with Dr. Parker still lingered on her lips, but her mind was far from the present. As she navigated the winding roads, her thoughts drifted back to the past—the tangled web of lies, deceit, and passion that had led her to this very moment. It all seemed so long ago now, but the memories were as vivid as ever.Rose had been young and ambitious when she first met Parker. He wasn’t a wealthy man then—just a medical student with big dreams and an even bigger heart. They had fallen for each other quickly, a whirlwind romance that consumed them both. Parker had been her everything back then. His kind eyes, his unwavering support, his dreams of becoming a doctor—they had all made her believe that their love could conquer anything. But then Kendrick had entered the picture. Kendrick, the wealthy bachelor who had swept into her life like a storm. He had come
Rose's knuckles turned white as she gripped the steering wheel, her thoughts consumed by Bella. How had everything fallen apart so quickly? Her careful plans with Parker, the years of deception, manipulation, and power—all shattered by one person. Bella. She couldn't believe that Kendrick's daughter would dare to interfere, and now she had ruined everything. But Bella would pay. Rose would make sure of it.Meanwhile, Luca’s mind was elsewhere, racing with concern for Ivy. Ever since her career had taken a nosedive, she had vanished from the public eye. She hadn’t answered his calls, hadn’t been seen in days, and Ryan’s words had only made things worse.“She’s locked herself up in her room,” Ryan had told him. “Won’t talk to anyone.”Luca didn’t hesitate. He had known Ivy for years, and though she often put up a tough front, he knew her better than most. Beneath that exterior was a woman who felt deeply—too deeply at times. Her career had meant the world to her, and now that it was in
Luca, on his way out, dialed Ryan’s number. As soon as Ryan picked up, Luca informed him, “I just left the house. Ivy’s okay now. I talked to her, and she’s had something to eat.” Ryan, surprised, let out a sigh of relief. “How did you manage that, man? She’s been locked up in there for days, refusing to talk to anyone. I tried reaching out, but she wouldn’t even answer the door.” “Well,” Luca chuckled, “let’s just say I’ve got some magic touch.” Ryan laughed. “Man, if that’s magic, then I need to learn some of it. Anyway, thanks a lot. I owe you one.” “Don’t worry about it,” Luca replied. “I’ll catch you later. I’m heading home now.” “Alright, take care, man,” Ryan said as he hung up. Luca put his phone back in his pocket and took a deep breath as he walked toward his car, feeling a strange sense of relief and concern all at once. Meanwhile, back at Ryan’s place, Bella appeared from behind him as he was about to leave the room. “You seem to be bonding quite well with Luca lately,