Catherine's POV
After returning to the hotel, I took a shower and had a video call with Noah and Hedwig. "Mommy, are you having fun there? Did you miss me?" Hedwig cried. I looked at the tears in Hedwig's eyes and felt bad. "Hedwig, don't cry. I miss you, too!" I comforted Hedwig. "Mommy, when will you come back? I miss you so much!" said Hedwig. "Hedwig, I will be back soon. Hang out with Patricia for a few days, OK?" I said. "Patricia said that daddy went on a business trip, too. I miss him so much. Mommy, do you miss him?" Hedwig asked. I turned around and saw Blake leaning against the room door. Then I laughed and said, "No! I don't." Blake's face darkened at once. "Mommy, you are so cruel. I called daddy, and he said he missed you. But you don't miss him! He will be so sad." Hedwig looked unhappy. I laughed out loud. I didn't dare to tell Hedwig the truth. Blake was standing behind me. Why would I need to miss him?Third Person's POV"I don't know what's come over me. I suddenly feel nauseous. I'm really sorry. May I go get a drink of water?"Jessica asked, feeling a wave of nausea hit her. She was a dedicated actress, and the thought of holding up the shoot due to her condition filled her with guilt."Go ahead, we'll wait for you!" the director replied with unusual leniency.As Jessica walked away, she tried to manage the queasy feeling rising in her throat."Strange, could it be the spicy lobster I had at noon?" she wondered, her face a picture of confusion.After taking a couple of sips of water, the nausea subsided slightly.Meanwhile, Harley, who had been watching from afar, approached her with concern. "Jessica, are you alright? What's wrong? Are you sick?" he asked."It's nothing serious, just a bit of nausea." Jessica forced a weak smile."Have you considered seeing a doctor? Don't delay it," Harley advised. Ever since Jess
Third Person's POVCedrick held her close and strode toward the emergency room. Jessica was diagnosed with acute gastroenteritis—no wonder she was in such agony.Lying in the hospital bed with an IV drip in her hand, Cedrick sighed and sat beside her."If you ever feel unwell, go to the hospital immediately. Got it?" He wanted to scold her but couldn't bring himself to. It was a helpless feeling."Got it!" Jessica meekly obeyed, too pained to argue."You're just not learning your lesson!" Cedrick didn't believe she'd really heed his warning.Jessica, seeing his worried and angry expression, suddenly chuckled and reached for his clenched hand with her other hand.Cedrick gently shook off her grip, but before she could retract her hand, he firmly held it in his.The surprised look on her face faded, replaced by a joyful smile."Cedrick, you know what? On my way here, I was thinking—what if I'm pregnant? I was s
Third Person's POV"Was I too busy on my wedding day and forgot? Don't take it to heart. I've let go of any resentment," Catherine said indifferently."Catherine, Gina's mental health has improved. I've brought her home. She feels remorseful about the past. I could have her apologize to you in person," Troy said abruptly."Is that so? If she's better, let her stay home and behave. There's no need for an apology. I'm swamped lately and have no time to meet her," Catherine's expression turned cold at the mention of Gina. The lingering pain from her injury made forgiveness impossible.Troy, caught off guard, fell silent."What do you really want? Spit it out!" Catherine urged, sensing his unspoken request."I was fired by Nick. I want my job back. Can you put in a good word for me?" Troy blurted out.Catherine's face twitched. Troy had worked for Nick, who apparently valued him—until now."Sorry, I don't have a close relatio
Third Person's POV"Moira, I can't shake this guilt. I can't bear the pressure of my mom being locked up and still want to enjoy Leo's kindness. It's too painful. So, I've decided to end this relationship. I know it's cowardly, but I need to get it over with," Sunny said with a self-mocking smile, shocking Moira again."Sunny, why would you do this? If Leo loves you, he'll forgive you. Why leave?"Moira was worried and heartbroken, fearing Sunny was making a mistake."Not all love stories have happy endings. I used to think love had to lead to happiness, but some things are out of our control. Our feud, though not our doing, ties us together. Can we really love each other in good conscience?"Sunny's eyes welled up. She dared not dwell on their relationship. Memories of Leo flooded her mind, causing her unbearable pain.Moira looked into her eyes and sighed, "Alright, if you've thought it through, I support you. I've raised you for over twen
Third Person's POV"Will you not plead for your mother?"Patricia called out as Sunny grabbed her bag and rose to leave.Sunny's grip on her bag tightened. She bit her lip and said, "I'm ashamed to beg for her. If she's wrong, then she is.""Good, you're a sensible child. Take care." Patricia appreciated Sunny's stubborn yet reasonable nature.Sunny left the building in a daze, hailed a taxi, and, wearing a mask that concealed her eyes brimming with sorrow and despair, tears slid down her cheeks.The beautiful future Leo had painted for her yesterday might have been nothing but a dream.Now, with the dream shattered, it was time for the curtain to fall. Sunny decided to leave—this city, this country, seemed to hold no place for her anymore.At that moment, her phone rang.Seeing Moira's name, she answered.Moira's anxious voice immediately came through, "Sunny, have you seen the news? Your and Olivia's past
Third Person's POVHer animosity toward Olivia resurfaced, a deep-seated hatred now reignited."I'll talk to Sunny myself. If you're uncomfortable getting involved, stay out of it."Patricia knew Abigail cherished the restored bond with her sons.She might endure her sorrow for the sake of this mother-son relationship."Thank you, Mom." Abigail was grateful Patricia hadn't forced her to take a stance on the matter."What's there to thank? Someone in this family has to make decisions!" Patricia bit her lip in anger.On the third day after moving to her seaside residence, Sunny received a call from Patricia.She wondered how Patricia had obtained her number but knew she couldn't ignore it. She agreed to meet.Patricia chose an ornate venue, its opulent surroundings exuding an air of solemnity.Dressed in a embroidered robe, Patricia radiated elegance and authority—a far cry from her usual attire.The fo