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After waking up with an intense craving for something sour, Dawn finds herself trapped in the firm embrace of two strong arms. To make matters worse, she isn’t even on her side, the position she prefers. Despite the frustration bubbling inside her, she knows exactly who the culprit is. It’s Travis. She used to unconsciously snuggle into his arms whenever they shared a bed.“Let go!” she mutters, her voice muffled by sleep and irritation.Her stomach growls loudly, a discomfort that’s become all too familiar since entering her second trimester. Her emotions are chaotic — a storm of frustration, nausea, and helplessness. Tears threaten to form, adding to her sense of hopelessness.Dawn pushes at him again, managing to loosen his hold just slightly. Travis, still sound asleep, shifts and murmurs softly, " It's ok! Everything is alright."“I said let me go! I’m hungry!” she complains, her patience finally snapping. Without thinking, she bites his arm lightly.That does the trick. Travis j
At first, Travis watches Dawn stepping away from him heartbreakingly once he spits those words out. Her eyes widen in shock and pure concern. Her hands clutch around her belly with that look that says everything, "So you are back? For what?" Although she says nothing but steps aside, Travis knows that since the cat is out of the bag, he needs to do whatever he should to keep her protected and alert at this point. He watches her staring at him, even though she is the one who already assumed that he is back. Maybe she didn't actually believe that he could be back. "I am back. And I regret everything!" He says, being honest with himself and the woman he always cherished. "You regret? Regret what? Marrying me or—!" "Will you give me a chance to explain? We both know how the situation is and how things have been planned by Spring perfectly! So, let's talk. Later, you can blame me, hate me openly, and..." He pauses, his eyes filled with sadness, "divorce me for being a father wh
There is a very few people who bring happiness in your life. Certainly they can be your family or anyone from the world who you never met. And at some point, those relationships, from blood related to no blood related relationship, make life way much better and brighter than you ever anticipated. Travis was a boy of few words. Falling in love with Spring it was a fresh, understandably nice. Travis can't say that he didn't love her. Spring's fake façade when she acted innocent and perfect was the perfect type that Travis wanted. A woman who could understand him, respect his boundaries and respects his feelings the way it should be. But he was a teenage boy who fell in love for the first time. He had that rose colored glass that stopped him wondering how a person could be so perfect in every aspect of her life. Also him being a perfect person didn't make him think that another person can't be perfect. But Travis is a man with self-respect. The day Spring walked out of the engagement,
Dawn is beyond shock—saying she is shocked would be an understatement. Travis, who isn’t good at explaining things except in business, said something that didn’t sound like he was making excuses. It explained everything that had happened to her throughout the six years.She is even surprised that he remembers everything thoroughly. But she is astonished after realizing how deep the level of deception was.There were some incidents that nobody was supposed to know about—not even Nancy. But Nancy knew, twisted the truth, and sent it to Travis, who patiently rejected all accusations against her.One of them is the cruelest she has ever heard.After her 23rd birthday, her in-laws sent her and Travis away for personal time after Asher's birth. Although Asher was a calm and observant child like his father, handling a baby was still difficult. So, her in-laws decided to give her a break with a three-day exclusive honeymoon suite package to enjoy time together.At first, she noticed Travis's
It was confirmed that behind the scenes, the truth always hides with eye-opening information.Dawn, who hated Travis for his betrayal, can't feel that way anymore. Now, when she looks at him, she feels a deep respect. Can a person truly stand firm against all the accusations and fake evidence against his wife? What was Travis thinking at that time? Was love enough to trust her fully? If he did it for love, how deeply did he love her?She stands up, feeling a heavy weight lifted off her chest. She turns to Travis with a soft smile. "Thank you."Travis knits his brows and stands up. "Why?""For working hard. If I were in your shoes, I would have left you without a second thought.""But I couldn't protect you!" Travis's voice cracks, regret never leaving him."It was inevitable. Like they said, there were masterminds behind everything. If they couldn’t get you, they would have found another way to hurt us.""Don't you hate me? I...""Stop blaming yourself, Travis!" she says, holding
The next morning, her eyes open to a warm sensation on her forehead. She wakes up to find Travis heading out, while a tray of breakfast with her favorite freshly squeezed orange juice sits on the nightstand. "Travis?" she mutters. But Travis is already out of the room, probably heading to his company. She takes a deep breath; all the information about her previous life has been a big deal to digest. She is more wary and determined to destroy Spring's life in every aspect. As she gets off the bed, her attention goes to the food tray. A small note sticks to the edge of the tray. Furrowing her brows, she grabs it. "There are a few things I have in the refrigerator. You might like them!" Dawn's expression shifts with curiosity. She doesn’t hesitate to see what's in the refrigerator. As soon as she opens the door, a familiar smell makes her smile brighter. She grabs all the containers with different kinds of stews from various restaurants she used to like. But her expression turns
"Sweetheart! What are you doing?" Mr. Ericson knocks on the door as he walks into the house with a bunch of healthy snacks and fruits. He smiles, watching Dawn reading a book. "What kind of book is it? Romance?" Mr. Ericson sits on the couch across from her and grabs a box of grapes. "No, Dad. It's thriller and crime. I'm trying to figure out how to make people miserable!" she says with a serious expression, which makes Mr. Ericson struggle to hold back his laughter. "Really? I think you should watch dramas. They really know how to make things hard for each other!" He walks toward the kitchen and starts washing some grapes. "Do you need an orange too, Princess?" Dawn glances at the packets and yells, "No, Dad! But can you get me some ice cream? I think my brain is freezing!" Mr. Ericson looks at her, confused. "You should drink warm tea to prevent freezing. Should I brew some tea?" "No, Dad! You don't understand!" Dawn sits up and turns to him. "If you catch a cold, eat i
"Reunion Party? I didn't hear anything about it!" The tranquility of the night is disrupted as Travis sneakily slides his hand into hers, intertwining their fingers. They walk through the park, holding hands, bathing in the dazzling silver moonlight. Dawn looks surprised at his gesture but stays silent, a hint of blush appearing on her cheeks. Travis has never been good with affection; his silent gestures suit him well. Still, it's endearing to see him panic before taking action. "In our previous life, I got invited but decided not to go. This time, I was added to the group for the first time. I think something changed! I wasn’t added to a group chat before!" Dawn says. "Maybe you didn’t notice. Around this time, you were a bit exhausted," Travis replies, recalling how bad her morning sickness was. Thankfully, this time, they have taken precautions, especially measures to soothe her discomfort. "That could be it. What do you think? Should I go?" Dawn asks, her tone hesitan
Travis takes a deep breath while he loosens his tie in his office. Each hour feels like forever to stay away from his family. Asher is thriving. Thanks to Dawn's memories of her previous life, she has been taking care of Asher. From vaccines to doctor appointments, everything has been handled by Dawn.Travis wants to be a part of everything, but his responsibility as the CEO makes it hard. However, Dawn keeps a record of everything so that Travis doesn't miss anything.Right now, opening the baby monitor, he rests himself in the chair. Since morning, he has been attending meetings and has had no time to eat. Watching his son grow up closely feels different than it did in his previous life.Every weekend visitation wasn't enough if he thinks about it now. Resting his head on his arm, he looks at his laptop.Soon, his smile deepens, his eyes moist with a gentle gaze when he notices Dawn sleeping in the bed, holding Asher on her chest. Asher is awake and trying to nibble his mother's chi
" He rejected?" Dawn asks, surprised. " Yes. He said he can't love anyone right now!" The smile remains on her lips but the bitterness feels so palpable. "I am sorry, Tia!" Dawn gently holds her into her arms, " Danny has been hurt by his wife and might be in bad mood. Maybe you can try-!" " No!" Tiara whispers softly... " He was genuine. I saw those eyes. They didn't lie. He wasn't interested in me." " You want to give up? Isn't it too early?" Dawn asks softly, knowing that Tiara is in pain. " It's not like I am giving up. I am protecting my feelings from getting hurt and being hoped for. I will nurture them on my own!" Dawn's eyes widened. Tiara looks so calm about the entire situation. The Rejection must have affected her. " Are you sure you will be fine? It's your choice. But what if ... All I want is to see you being happy with someone who loves you and cherishes you!" Tiara smiles, throwing her long hair behind, " Actually, yesterday, one of my professors of
Next morning, Tiara has woken up with hundreds of calls and messages from her friends. Her sleepy eyes have failed to understand the context of the messages. But the moment all the memories rush back to her mind, she stiffens. Not only has she cancelled everything, but she has also confessed her love and has gotten rejected. Her hand reaches her forehead, gently rubbing between her brows. Tears fight to gather around her beautiful cerulean eyes. Not only has she lost those friends she thought of as true friends, but she has also been rejected. "What a shitty day!" She takes a deep breath and forces herself to smile. "But I am proud of myself!" She gently taps her own cheeks before walking to the washroom. But her movements halt midway when the phone rings again. This time, she has decided to face reality instead of running away from everyone. The caller ID is registered under her best friend's name, who didn’t care slightly yesterday and was the one who initiated pushing h
Danny’s face says everything. He isn't shocked or disgusted by her. He is surprised. Someone else was happy to see his wife die? It makes no sense unless there’s something behind those feelings. Jealousy? For what?The silence lingers between them, thick and unyielding. Tiara's fingers tremble around the neck of the empty wine bottle resting beside her. The flickering light above them casts shadows on her face, highlighting the strain written across her features.However, Tiara, who has been drowning herself in guilt, keeps talking with her drunken voice. As if the walls that have been building up around her with guilt and unrequited love crumble like a sandcastle.Her words are slurred but painfully sincere. There’s no pretense, no filter left. Her cheeks are flushed, not from the alcohol, but from the weight of shame and the courage it took to speak."I am sorry for your loss. And I apologize for thinking that way. I am a selfish and disgusting human being who felt so happy to hear
Crowds and loud noises are what Danny hates most. The moment he steps into the bar, with people chattering, loud music, and drunk people throwing tantrums, the first thought that crosses his mind is, "I regret coming here."His blue eyes dart around, a frown forming between his brows. He can’t see anything properly because of the people dancing on the floor. Almost avoiding the touch of others, he somehow makes his way to the bartender, who is talking to another woman."Excuse me. You called me, right? With the woman called...""Tiara Ericson?"Danny nods, his gaze annoyed as he looks around the bar."Please follow me. We have realized that she is a VIP customer here, which we failed to recognize. She is now sleeping in one of our rooms. We apologize for our rudeness.""Is she alright?" Danny asks, following the bartender who opens the elevator."Yes. Our manager’s girlfriend helped her. So don’t worry about anything inappropriate."Danny nods quietly. The question lingers—why is he i
After a few months, life settles into a sense of normalcy, with the exclusive addition of Asher. He grows fast and healthy, surprisingly more active than in his previous life. Travis returns to work but never misses a night with his wife and the son for whom they would do anything. Danny moves into his private apartment in a skyscraper, enjoying the privilege of being the youngest scientist and professor at a top university. Tiara studies at the same university, but luck doesn’t favor her—she hardly ever sees Danny, who spends most of his time locked away in the lab. Meanwhile, Spring and Taylor’s reality is nothing short of cruel. In their minds, Mary and Henry have escaped punishment by dying, leaving all the mess for them to suffer through. It destroys them slowly. Travis wants exactly that. The people who hurt them most were Spring and Taylor. Spring killed Asher. In their previous life, she orchestrated everything so meticulously that he had no choice but to admire
Spring collapses on the cold marble floor, her knees buckling beneath her as if the ground itself has pulled her down. The chill of the floor snakes under her skin, crawling up her spine like icy fingers. Her phone slips from her shaking hand, landing with a dull thud beside her. Her lips quiver uncontrollably, her fingers tangling into her hair as her chest rises and falls in uneven, frantic breaths. She can’t stop the tremor in her body, her panic consuming every inch of her like wildfire.The front door clicks open. The sound of rustling shopping bags and hurried footsteps fills the hallway."Spring?" her mother’s voice calls out casually at first, but freezes mid-sentence when her eyes land on her daughter crumpled on the floor.Bags tumble from her hands without a second thought as she rushes toward her, panic twisting her expression. "Spring! What’s wrong!? What happened?" her voice shakes, her hands reaching to steady her daughter’s trembling shoulders.Ever since Dawn exposed
The situation has indeed taken an unexpected turn that Travis didn't quite think about before. The initial plan was to make Taylor, Mary and Henry being banished from their own life while Travis or his father would help to get rid of Butler Jacob and Spring. However, after submitting the information about Mary and Henry, Danny decided to wrap things up and then will return to the USA. He even bought a house in the next city, closer to the University where he has studied. But things have taken an unexpected turn when the next call comes from Danny right when Dawn's in her labor. " Hey! Danny!" Travis huffs while rushing towards the elevator. The medical team is in the private clinic on the 19th floor and Dawn is on her labor. " Hey! Are you busy?" Danny asks, noticing Travis's heavy breathing. "Ah; Yeah. It's Dawn. She is on labor. What's up?" He asks, trying to calm down. " Then I will talk to you later. It's not more important than the situation right now. You shoul
Travis leans back in his chair, fingers tapping against the wooden armrest as he listens to the detective on the other end of the call. His expression remains cold, but there is a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "What makes you think so?" His voice carries an edge, daring the detective to continue. "Isn't it obvious?" Detective Williams asks, his tone filled with forced patience. "Your wife was supposed to receive eighty percent of the shares. Maybe Mr. Parker—or even you—found out that they were planning something against you. And then… Mr. Danny suddenly decides to change the will. Otherwise, why would he make such a drastic change? On top of that, why is Danny Parker giving such a huge amount of money to your wife?" Travis scoffs, shaking his head as he lets out a low chuckle. "Pfft! Do you know who you're talking to, Detective Williams?" "Do I need to?" The detective’s tone remains firm, but there is a slight hesitation. "No, certainly not," Travis replies, his voice